Ranar Wanka Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

A Waiting Heart
 
The breeze sweeping across the airport courtyard mingled with the sweet anticipation in her chest. Hilaah closed her eyes, inhaling deeply, soaking in the cool air. She checked her wristwatch again, growing impatient.
 
"He should’ve arrived by now… why the delay?"
 
Her voice was edged with worry. Around her, younger siblings were restless too, eagerly scanning every descending plane.
 
"You’re all just too eager!" Fu’ad teased. "Ummu said eleven sharp. It’s not even five minutes to!"
 
"But why is it taking this long?" Amnah pouted. "I miss Ya Huwais. It’s been two years!"
 
"He’s coming," Hilaah said softly, brushing aside the subtle jab from her brothers about favoritism.
 
Suddenly, a plane touched down. Everyone stood alert.
 
From the aircraft stairs, Huwais descended gracefully, scanning the crowd, his eyes searching. His heart beat faster the moment he saw her—Hilaah. After two years away, it was her he wanted to see.
 
Reunited, Yet Torn
 
"Ya Huwais!" Amnah shouted first, dashing toward him.
 
They all ran to him, encasing him in tight hugs.
 
"You’re finally back! We missed you!"
 
Their joy was genuine. But as Huwais embraced them, his body reacted differently when he touched Hilaah. A shiver ran down his spine. Instinctively, he pulled away.
 
"You’ve grown," he said, attempting a light tone, tapping her nose.
 
"I waited so long for you," she said, eyes glassy. "Is this how you welcome me?"
 
He sighed. "Why tears now?"
 
"She always cries," Abidin joked. "Even when Abu bought her a new car!"
 
Embarrassed, she turned away, heading to the car. The rest chased after her, pleading.
 
"Sorry Anty Hilah!" they chorused.
 
But when she hugged Huwais again, her voice trembled. "I can't hide how happy I am you're back."
 
His heart raced. He wiped away a tear quickly, hoping no one noticed. He couldn’t explain it—not even to himself. How could he fall for his own sister?
 
A Forbidden Fire
 
It felt like a curse. He was raised alongside her. Held her as a baby. And now... he couldn’t control the feelings growing inside him. They weren’t brotherly anymore.
 
Every time their eyes met, he felt exposed, like the world could see his secret. Yet when she looked at him, it was only with pure sibling affection.
 
"Innalillahi wa inna ilaihir raji’un," he murmured, ashamed of the storm inside him.
 
They arrived home. Ummu and Abu stood waiting at the gate, warm smiles on their faces.
 
"Welcome, son!" Abu said, pulling him into a hug. "You’re not leaving again. I need you here. You’ll run my business. I’m growing old."
 
They all laughed.
 
Even Inusa the gateman joined. "Welcome, Little Boss!" he said respectfully.
 
A Familiar Routine
 
The house sparkled. Before long, Hilaah had prepared his favorite dishes.
 
"Wanna eat or shower first?" she asked, sitting beside him. Her scent stirred something deep.
 
"You've grown," he thought. "Beautiful, mature... a real woman now."
 
He withdrew his hand quickly when it touched hers.
 
"I’ll shower first," he said, standing.
 
"Let me run your water," she offered.
 
"No, you’ve done enough."
 
"Back then, I always did."
 
Abidin laughed from the hallway. "She's too excited. You’d think you’re her husband!"
 
"Are you my mate?" Hilaah snapped.
 
"Okay, okay," Huwais interrupted, heading to his room. "Bring the food later."
 
"No, we should eat together!" Hilaah insisted. "You’ve been away for so long. Let’s celebrate."
 
From upstairs, Ummu’s voice struck like thunder.
 
"Must you always chatter? Let him rest, girl!"
 
Hilaah froze, head down, her heart breaking.
 
Words That Cut
 
Huwais winced. Same old Ummu. He’d hoped she had changed.
 
"Go, shower," Ummu ordered. "We’ll bring your food."
 
Without a word, he left. But not before glancing at Hilaah again. She was crying silently.
 
When he left, Ummu descended, eyes fixed on her.
 
"I’ve told you to keep your distance from him. I don’t care if you’re siblings. Many cases start just like this. I’ll not have shame in this house."
 
Hilaah only nodded.
 
But in her heart, she thought, Ummu, you don’t understand. He's all I’ve ever known.
 
Their bond went beyond typical sibling closeness. Since childhood, he’d been her caretaker, her comforter, the first one to feed her, to teach her everything.
 
And now, he had become her everything.