Me & My Lion Part 5 Complete Hausa Novel

In a parking space, she found him talking with Captain Sahib. As she approached, she pressed herself against him, laying her head on his chest and slipping her hand into his. He turned, stroked her hair, and raised one eyebrow at her. She smiled and snuggled closer into him. He said nothing, only gave Captain Sahib instructions about what had brought him there, then took her hand and led her to the car. He got into the driver’s seat and drove off, leaving the house without his children… while Captain Sahib watched the car until it disappeared from sight.
As he sighed, he heard a sound. When he turned, he saw Captain Usman laughing in a teasing manner.
“Captain, how are you? What’s with that look? Haven’t you ever seen the boss drive before?”
He sighed and said, “It’s not that, Usman. I’m just surprised. So that young lady is the boss’s younger sister? Neither she nor he seemed to know before… or maybe the boss just pretended not to notice that time? I can’t forget the drama that happened with her in Suleja.”
“Wallahi, she’s his sister. Back then he also recognized her, and that’s what caused all this worry. But actually she’s not just his sister—she’s his wife,” Captain Usman said.
Captain Sahib’s eyes widened in shock. “His wife? When did they get married?”
“Hmm, I don’t know. But that’s what Auta Fa’iz told me.”
“Wow, so you mean she’s really Madam. I did notice the way she clings to the boss is a bit much, and he responds to her too. But this life… the boss is older; he’ll just have to take care of her,” Captain Usman joked, trying to lighten the mood. “Let’s just ask him when he returns so we can hear the truth.”
Captain Sahib tried to hit him playfully, but he dodged and ran off laughing.
Once they were on the road, she clung to him like a kitten all the way until they reached the school.
“Uhnm, my lion, leave your shirt for me. I want to take it inside with me.”
“My shirt, my lush?” he asked, widening his eyes slightly.
“Yes. When you leave, I won’t be able to smell you anymore. That’s why I want you to give it to me,” she said softly and sweetly.
He fell silent, looking at her thoughtfully but unable to fully understand. So he began removing his work shirt just to give it to her and be done with it, since he was wearing lighter clothes underneath.
“No, not that one—I want the one you’re wearing inside,” she insisted.
“Oh my God…” Before he could say more, he took off the one she wanted and gave it to her. She beamed, hugged the shirt tightly as if she were hugging him, and inhaled its scent with closed eyes. Then she opened them and smiled.
“Don’t stay long, please, lion.”
He smiled back at her in a way that almost made her dizzy, then nodded to show he wouldn’t be long. She sighed, opened the car door, and got out. He started the car to leave, but noticed she was still standing there watching him without moving. That made him stop and turn back. He lowered the car window, but felt that wasn’t enough, so he opened the door and stepped out, walking toward her with the confident stride of a classy, strong man.
“What’s wrong, my bigger sweet, hmm?”
“Nothing,” she said with a shy smile.
He stared at her for a few seconds, then pulled her into his arms. As if she had been waiting, she hugged him tightly and exhaled deeply. He closed his complicated eyes and stroked her back. They stayed like that for almost two minutes while people around them watched in admiration, most assuming they were just an affectionate older brother and younger sister.
“Please go attend your lecture. When you’re done, I’ll come and we’ll go home. I’ll give you your baby first, since you want that, right?”
She nodded quickly, smiling brightly and feeling giddy inside. He smiled too, raised one eyebrow, closed one eye briefly, then opened it again while biting his red lips.
“She’s been asking to see you too, my lush. Can’t you hear how she keeps asking for you?” he said, teasingly biting his lip.
Failusha laughed. “Oh my lion, I really want to see her.” Then she fell silent.
“Hmm, what is it? Have you finished?” he asked with concern.
She smiled again and said, “No, I’ll tell you when you come back. Bye.” She kissed his chest—he was much taller than her—then quickly turned and walked toward her lecture hall.
A slight smile appeared on Shattima’s lips as he stroked his neat beard. Then he turned, got back into his car, and drove away from the school.