Sanadin Kenan Part 4 Complete Hausa Novel

They were astonished by the wealth and luxury they found their sister Hauwa living in. As far as they knew, her husband had had nothing before he died, apart from the house they were living in. When her mother asked her about it, she smiled and said, “It is because of Amina’s education.”
Monday was the day Amina was to move into her husband’s house.
Before that day, she had arranged all her belongings. Even Goggo kept scolding her to leave behind her old clothes, since she was now going to dress elegantly. Amina smiled and said,
“Goggo, please let me keep them. In every change of life that comes to me, I want to keep wearing what I used to wear once in a while as a memory, so that I will not become distracted and forget how I was raised.”
Goggo smacked her lips and said, “Only your philosophy can do this and get away with it.”
Akilu brought five big cars to Shira, and all of Amina’s relatives were gathered up—adults, children, the wives of her uncles, even people who were not really related from either her mother’s or father’s side—and they were all taken to the Government House.
As for Aisata and her group, the respected Governor sent three luxury cars just for them, the delegation from Sierra Leone.
In town too, all of Goggo’s friends were taken along, with Inna Zulai leading the way. Talatu and Goggo’s workers were all included as well. Goggo’s neighbors from the old neighborhood and the new one were all transported to the Government House too.
It was at that moment that many people came to know who had married Dr. Amina. The surprised ones were many, the gossipers were many too, but those wishing her well were even more, because her mother was a woman who lived peacefully with everyone, was generous, and her loved ones far outnumbered her enemies.
All the bride’s escorts were lodged in the guest house, and the groom said they should stay and rest there for three whole days. The joy among the Shira people was so much it would make you laugh. As for him, he made sure they were constantly served all kinds of feasts until everyone was completely overwhelmed. They could see food in front of them, yet they could no longer eat because they were so full. They even forgot about Amina, who had been taken upstairs, as they were too busy enjoying themselves.
The Sierra Leone group, however, were lodged downstairs together with Hajiya Jikas’s people. After escorting Amina to her bridal room, they did not even stay overnight. They returned to Goggo’s house in the same cars that had brought them, after they had been formally introduced to Hajiya Jikas.
Aunty Laila was not in the country. She had gone for Umrah. This time she had truly gone to Saudi Arabia, not Dubai—especially so that she could pray for Allah to bless her with children, since the doctors in Dubai had been unable to find anything wrong with her and were only wasting her money. She felt it was better to turn to Allah, especially after hearing rumors that Ma’arouf was looking for another wife. Whenever that thought crossed her mind, it deeply unsettled her. Yet despite all her efforts, no one had been able to find out whom he intended to marry, because nothing had been put in the media. She had already spent one week there and had two more weeks to stay.
Hajiya Jikas and her people, who had received the bride from her maternal and paternal relatives, were still downstairs. The next day they would return to Jikas, while Hajiya would continue on to Lagos.
Amina stayed close to Hajiya, wrapped in her veil. She refused to remain in her room upstairs. Her room was self-contained like all the other rooms overlooking the master bedroom, while Laila’s own room was farther away from hers, though they all opened into one huge sitting room.
Hajiya, her relatives, and her co-wife Lami sat chatting until night had grown deep. Hajiya noticed that Amina had begun to doze off, and since it was already around eleven at night, she said,
“Get up, Amina. Let me take you to your room, it is late.”
Amina pouted in a pampered way, just as she usually did with Goggo, because she did not distinguish between Hajiya and Goggo, and she said,
“Please Hajiya, let me sleep here among people. Honestly, I am afraid. The house is so big. I promise you tomorrow I will go back to my room.”
Hajiya did not know what to do with her, because she did not want to force her and make her start that crying again like she did when they had separated her from Goggo’s embrace. But before Hajiya could even answer, Amina had already adjusted her spot on the bed, lay down, and sleep overtook her.