Matar Lameer Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

Unexpected Visitor
 
She quickly stood up, raised her head, and looked at the person who entered. He clapped his hands and burst into laughter, saying, “So you thought that useless man is my husband? I still wonder how a woman like you would stay married to that skinny man who can’t even satisfy your needs. A woman has the highest freedom and the right to choose who suits her. A man is a man in clothes, but inside the house he is nothing—only calmness and humility show outside. But anyway, it benefited me; he married me a wife without me spending a kobo, and the woman fills my pockets with money, hahahaha!”
 
They all burst into laughter, while she tightened her face and said, “But you know I told you not to come to this house today. Your brother is returning, and you know I don’t want him to suspect anything between us. We must remain like enemies; that’s how I want the plan to be.”
 
Hawkers, Jokes, and Teasing
 
His eyes followed the fura hawker he had stopped. She lifted her heavy Hausa accent and said, “Kado, stop disturbing me! If you want to buy four bags, buy them; if you won’t, then go! You’re too stingy. Everything I sell is expensive—wait first, I’ll pack it for you.”
 
The way she spoke made Lameer laugh hard. He smiled and said, “Everything you have is expensive. If you don’t mind, let’s play a game. Tell me whatever you want, and I’ll do it. I can even marry you just so you’ll always make me laugh. If even once I visit you and you do not make me laugh, I’ll let my dogs bite you—if you agree.”
 
Jiddoh twisted her mouth and said, “Hohoho! Marry you? What do you even have that would stop me from making you laugh? Even your mother and uncle laugh because of me. The other day at the farm, even that huge-bellied man laughed because of me. You, with your tiny body? But listen—I don’t marry a Kado. Kado men don’t keep wives; divorce runs in your blood. And besides, Jauro Madi is even finer than you. He’s fashionable—he even wears a wristwatch!” 🤣🤣🤣
 
Chaos, Misunderstanding & ‘Fear of Death’
 
He adjusted his cap and stared at her from head to toe. “Your breast hasn’t soured, has it?” he asked. She pushed her mouth out and adjusted her tight headscarf. “Cow milk only sours when it’s kept too long,” she replied.
 
He laughed, realizing she didn’t understand what he meant. “But a day will come when your own breast will sour,” he teased. She jumped and shouted, “Ahh! Kado with his bad luck! If my breast sours, my grandmother will kill me! That day we went to the wedding ground dancing, everyone pinned money on me.”
 
He stared at her small mouth and her beauty ruined only by her stubbornness. He stood and stretched. “Go bring a nylon; pack it for me. I’ll buy three and a half bags.” She stood up and picked her bowl to leave, but he grabbed her hand quickly.
 
“Wait, Hauwa.”
 
Her bowl fell from her hands; her body trembled, and she collapsed on the ground screaming loudly. He dropped the bottle in his hand and covered her mouth. “Do you have any sense, Jiddah? What did I do to you that you screamed like that? Do you want your family to come beat me?”
 
She shut her eyes and screamed again, “I’m finished! I’m dead! Grandma warned us that if a Kado touches you, you’ll die! Now my death has come! I’m going to God. Oh my grandmother! Oh my uncle! Oh Madi from the farm! Kado has ended me—this is my end!”
 
He stood still and looked at her, anger and frustration boiling in him, not knowing when he grabbed her and pulled her tightly to his chest. “I only hugged you and sucked your lips; so wait for your death anytime from today.”
 
He didn’t care if she messed herself with milk. He pushed her against the car so no one could see her and kissed her forehead and lips before breathing out and letting her go. She collapsed again. He dropped ₦2,000 on her thigh, entered his car, and drove off.
 
Jiddah dragged herself to a corner, lay down, hid the money, and waited for death—because she believed Kado had touched her and nothing could save her.
 
She even held her breath, pretending she was dead. When she opened her eyes and smelled his perfume on her clothes, she fainted again, hoping she would stop sm
elling the scent of Kado’s cologne. 😄😃