Ragayar Dutse Part 2 Complete Hausa Novel

He slowly walked out of Mamy's bedroom into the living room, feeling completely dispirited. He truly hated staying at their family house, though he didn't know why. Whenever he returned, he always ended up feeling drained, lacking any energy whatsoever.
Mamy, who was seated, asked, "Rehaan, where are you going?"
He turned to look at her and said, "I'm going to take a shower. I want to go greet Mummy."
Mamy raised her head; hearing him say "Mummy," she knew he meant Jafar's mother. She said, "Okay, but don't go alone." He nodded, said nothing, and left the apartment for his own.
As he stepped out, he locked eyes with Mama, who was walking a guest out from her wing. He slightly averted his gaze and walked past them quietly toward his quarters.
Mama's friend followed him with her eyes until he out of sight, then exclaimed, "Damn! Is this what you endure? So he's too big to even greet you? Let alone me, who expected him to say good afternoon?"
Mama shook her head and said, "He is a wicked child. He only speaks to me when he feels like it, let alone greetings. In this entire house, there is no one as insolent as him. He can spend two weeks in this country and only greet you if he feels like it."
"And you just sit there, watching him disrespect you like this? You are the first wife, the matriarch of this house!"
"You know very well I won't just sit back. There is nothing I haven't tried, but sometimes it's as if the work isn't taking effect—though I'd say I'm still working on it."
"Don't relent! Deal with him by any means necessary. Don't let him ever look at you and turn his head away again—that is a massive insult. If he had done this to you in front of our friends, he would have humiliated us and completely destroyed your status, wallahi."
"Crush his success by force! Let's hurry to the spiritualists (malamai) so they can help us bring him down. Once he's brought down, tarnish his reputation so badly that it can never be cleansed. Otherwise, wallahi, while we stand by watching, everything will fall into the hands of the Indian woman's children."
"Tell me about it! I will never let anyone outshine my children, and you know I won't let that happen. I don't know how I fell asleep while Rehaan reached this level—I don't know how it happened. But now I am awake, losing sleep to seek help, all to see the end of his success. And I know I will see it, because I will do whatever it takes to achieve it."