Matar Makaho Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

The Unexpected Bride
 
Tears streamed uncontrollably from Sumayya's eyes. The heartbreak in her chest was too much to bear. Her sobs filled the bridal room, lit by a single bulb revealing a space far more luxurious than she ever imagined for herself. She was now a bride. But not just any bride — the wife of a blind man.
 
She questioned the cruelty of her relatives, their hatred and envy that led to her being married off to someone they considered unworthy. Meanwhile, her new husband, a tall and fair young man around 28 or 30, stood hesitating outside the door. Blind from birth, an orphan, and poor, he had never dreamt of marriage. Yet here he was, a husband.
 
He finally summoned the courage, guided by his walking stick, and entered the room with a respectful greeting. Sumayya, engulfed in sorrow, responded with bitterness and ignored him. When he gently placed a gift of fried chicken on the floor and suggested they pray together, she exploded, yelling at him.
 
Shocked by her anger, he left the room to look for water to perform ablution, struggling to find anything familiar in this newly rearranged house. He eventually returned and accidentally touched her while navigating the room, only to be met with more anger. Sumayya ordered him to sleep on the chair instead of the bed.
 
Despite his humiliation, he accepted silently and slept on the soft chair, comforted for the first time by the luxury of a fan-cooled room. Sumayya too fell asleep in frustration, her mind a whirl of thoughts.
 
Morning Light
 
The call to prayer woke him. He rose with a prayer on his lips, searched for his clothes, and left the room carefully. Forgetting where the water container was, he returned to search the room by touch.
 
As he climbed onto the bed to search, he unknowingly touched Sumayya’s face, startling her awake. She shouted at him, and he apologized, explaining he just needed water. Despite her irritation, she agreed to help him.
 
She stepped out to retrieve the metal kettle from the kitchen — filled with luxury items far beyond her imagination. She handed him the kettle, and he made his way to fetch water. As he returned with one filled kettle, she had already prayed. He fetched the second one as she changed and prepared for prayer.
 
By the time he left for the mosque with his stick, it was nearly dawn. Sumayya, now wide awake, examined the lavish room she had reluctantly entered as a bride. Her anger was fading, replaced by confusion and introspection.
 
The First Conversation
 
Upon his return, she greeted him coldly but responded more calmly than the night before. He, surprised by her softer tone, asked what she would like to eat and offered to buy it. She was taken aback — in a house full of relatives, no one offered her food. Yet here he was, ready to serve her.
 
She requested bread, tea, and sugar. With joy that she was finally engaging with him, he checked his pocket and found some money — part of what he earned from selling mangoes the previous day. He headed out.
 
Despite being mocked by neighbors who yelled "Here comes the blind groom!", he calmly continued, used to such ridicule. He bought water, bread, and tea, and returned home, determined to start his marriage with dignity.
 
Dignity in Humility
 
Though blind and poor, he carried himself with immense self-respect. Sumayya began to sense that this man, though dismissed by others, had something many lacked — integrity. And slowly, unknown to her, the layers of hate and hurt began to peel away, one thoughtful gesture at a time.