Mabanbantan Zukata Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

The house of Ale Idi is a large household containing a variety of different people, starting from Ale Idi's mother named Inna Tabawa, all the way down to Ale Idi's wives, who numbered four in total.
Inna Lantana was the first woman Ale Idi married back when it was a first marriage for both of them; she had six children in total—five boys and one girl, who was the youngest child.
Then there was Inna Balaraba, the second woman he married after Inna Lantana. She too had given birth to her own share of eight children in total, boys and girls (you will hear everyone's name later, just follow along with me).
Then came Inna Sabuwa, the third woman he brought home after his first two wives. She also had her own herd of six children, consisting of two boys and four girls.
Finally, there was Mama Saudah, the fourth wife, with whom Ale Idi closed the door to marriage. It could be said that out of all his wives, he loved her the most. Since she was not of the Hausa tribe but a thoroughbred Buzu (Tuareg) woman through and through, Allah had united their hearts and planted an intense love for one another within each of them.
The house of Ale Idi was a chaotic kind of household, filled with a massive crowd of diverse individuals.
All the women of the house, from the mothers down to the children, were seated together on a large mat made from stitched-together sacks. Roughly scratched plates, which were discolored as a sign of old age, were piled high with a hearty dish of jollof rice that was bright red from palm oil. Only Inna Tabawa had her own separate bowl, but all the rest of them were eating together.
Chatter filled their mouths; they talked while stuffing large handfuls of food down as if forced to, arguing aggressively as if they were about to stand up and fight, yet their hands never left the bowls.
The sudden slamming open of the corrugated metal gate put a stop to the argument, as everyone turned their gaze toward the fair-skinned girl who had just walked in with a greeting. Instead of answering her, Inna Sabuwa quickly cut in and said:
"Well, today I have witnessed sheer audacity and a wicked nature! You, Najma, wasn't it just a short while ago I heard Ale finish warning you strictly against coming home late? Yet, you miserable brat, you bypassed your father's words and brought your body sneaking back home. Well, that's fine, here you are in the house, come and face the misery we are facing. Moreover, the rice is finished and only the burnt crust is left; if you want, you can scrape it up to satisfy yourself."
As she finished speaking, she scooped up a massive handful of food and flung it into her mouth, rolling her eyes like an unwanted intruder at an inheritance sharing.
Mama Saudah pulled her hand away from the food tray, her fair face bright with warmth, and said:
"A blessed child full of grace, you're back already? Welcome home. Stand up, let's go to the room so I can give you your food, do you hear? Just ignore the envious and malicious ones."
She spoke while walking over to the young girl and taking her by the hand. Without any hesitation, the girl stood up from the bucket she had perched on and followed her mother into the room.