Rabiatul Addawiyya Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

She ran at a life-saving pace, not even looking where she was placing her feet; her only desire was to find a place of safety from the malice of the wicked oppressors. She chanced upon a thick tangle of tamarind trees and immediately forced her way inside without a second thought. Despite all the pricks and thorns piercing her, she felt nothing; her sole focus was to find a hiding place so they wouldn't see her, let alone strip her of her dignity. With great difficulty, she managed to squeeze through. Surprisingly, she found a wide open space inside that was completely clear, as tidy as if it had been swept clean, except that the place was freezing cold like ice. She sat down, catching her breath while reflecting on the words her mother had spoken to her. Bursting into tears, she cried, "Ummi, forgive me! You knew better than I what was good for me, but I turned my back on your advice and ran away without your knowledge. Now, what happened to Adda Salma is about to happen to me again. Oh, woe to me, Addawiyya! I have brought myself to ruin..."
A heavy sighing sound, which sounded like a person's breath, made her stop crying. She began to widen her eyes and look around frantically but saw nothing. She adjusted her position and leaned against something soft and intensely cold. Suddenly, she jumped up, staring wildly at what she had just leaned against. She found herself face-to-face with a massive, coiled snake, folded up like a heavy truck tire. It poked its head through the center of its coiled body and fixed its eyes on Addawiyya—eyes that shone with a piercing light like a flashlight.
Addawiyya, who had already wet her pants out of sheer terror, began to back away. The snake gave a sudden shudder, and a powerful gust of wind arose, lifting Addawiyya into the air before throwing her back down to the ground. She scrambled up in a panic, searching for a way out of the tamarind thicket, but the snake let out a deafening roar and lunged toward her, its mouth wide open to swallow her whole... She let out a bloodcurdling scream, which prompted Ummi and Salma to rush into the room where she was.
She was dripping with sweat, looking as though she had just stepped out of the shower because the perspiration was pouring off her like water.
"Are you alright, Rabi'atu?" There was no answer; she just rolled her eyes, gasping for breath.
Salma hissed and said, "Ummi, it's just her usual drama acting up." Ummi glared at Salma and turned her attention back to Addawiyya, moving closer to place a hand on her shoulders. "Ummi’s last-born, what is happening?" She stared blankly at her mother, trying to recall the dream she just had, but she couldn't remember anything except the bright light of the snake's eyes, which still seemed to flash before her face.
"Did you have a bad dream?" She nodded her head slowly in affirmation.
"Then why didn't you wake up with a prayer instead of screaming?" In a trembling voice, she replied, "I couldn't, Ummi."
"You see? How could you remember a prayer when you went to sleep at such a dangerous hour? I have repeatedly reminded you that sleeping after the Asr prayer is a bad thing. Even the sick who cannot stand are propped up until Maghrib is called, because experts on the mysteries of sleep say it can cause sudden death. Furthermore, jinn can possess human beings at this hour, and the Prophet (S.A.W.) forbade sleeping after the Asr prayer because it breeds sorrow—just like sleeping after Subh before sunrise, and at midday, which are also losses. So, you must avoid sleeping during these times."
She nodded her head, sniffing back the mucus that threatened to run, as the cold she had felt in her dream seemed to have left her with an actual cold. Strangely enough, her clothes were wet, indicating that she had actually urinated on herself. As she took her bath, she marveled at such a terrifying experience.