sawun giwa Part 2 Complete Hausa Novel

Today, just like every other day, she was walking gently in a very provocative style of dress that terribly attracted the attention of anyone looking at her. She took each step one by one like a tarwaɗa fish, her entire body swaying in a way that intensified his heartbeat. He widened his beautiful cat-like eyes even more, staring at the pure gift that Allah had bestowed upon her. Instantly, his eyes welled up as if they held unshed tears. He let out a heavy sigh the moment he felt the impact of her sweet voice in his ear as she called his name, whispering, "MY SHEIKHH," while blowing her breath into his ear.
Sheikh Sudais gave a great stretch, reaching out his hand to pull her in, but she dodged him, laughing until her white teeth showed, revealing a thin sliver of light through her tooth gap. He contorted his face in a pout, putting his hands together in a begging gesture. She raised one eyebrow at him and let out a mysterious smile while rolling her large eyes. Slowly, she turned her back to him and began to walk away, swaying her hips like a plastic doll.
"Ohhh, Ya Rabb," were the words that escaped Sheikh Sudais's mouth as he clutched the area of his 'Sheikh' [male organ], which was throbbing aggressively as if it were about to burst, causing his entire manhood to tremble. In a broken, shaking voice, he said, "Please don't leave, for Allah's sake."
She stopped dead in her tracks and turned around, smiling at him. She then shook her breasts, which were full and firm, with her prominent nipples visible even through her top.
"Ya Salammm... ahhhh, please help me, my beauty, don't go, please!"
Maisoon flashed another smile, turned her back to him, and began a seductive dance, shaking her buttocks at him. Before he knew it, he lunged off the bed and forcefully pulled her in, locking her hips against his. Trembling heavily in that state, he attempted to rub his member against her buttocks, groaning, "I love your ass, my beauty, I love it, ohhh Ya Rabbi..."
Gently, Maisoon placed the soft skin of her hand on his nipples, pulling at the soft hair around the area while pinching and rubbing his nipples in a seductive manner. This caused Sheikh Sudais to arch his back, groaning and panting.
And at that exact moment, he woke up with a start, staring down at his member, which was throbbing fiercely as if he were actually with a woman in reality. He held his head as the events that had just occurred in the dream came flooding back to his mind.
"Innalillahi wa'inna ilaihi raji'un (To Allah we belong and to Him we shall return)," Sheikh Sudais repeated, astonished by the situation. He was not a womanizer; in fact, he had never even held a woman's hand. He was not a fornicator, and he did his absolute best to uphold the boundaries of Allah. He didn't understand why he was having this kind of dream about this girl, because even during his puberty, he had never dreamed about a woman until now. What did this mean for him? Only Allah knew.
He sat there for a long time before getting up to take a shower. Coming out, he checked the clock and saw it was almost 9:00 AM. He headed to the mirror to groom himself, intending to visit his hospitals today.
After he finished getting dressed in his usual attire—a spotless white jalabiya paired with a golden alkyabba cloak, and his turban arranged perfectly—he looked exactly like the Islamic scholar he was. This attire suited him immensely; truly, Masha Allah, Sheikh Sudais was exceptionally handsome. He placed medical glasses over his cat-eyes and picked up his phone, which had been ringing for some time. A smile spread across his handsome face, making him look even more attractive when he saw who was calling.
Answering the call and bringing it to his ear, he said, "Assalamu alaikum, my Abbey (father)."
From the other end, King Saifuddeen smiled out of deep affection for his boy and replied, "Wa'alaikumussalam, my Sudais. Are you well?"
"I am perfectly well, Abbey. How is Dubai, and how is my Ummey (mother)?" he asked, closing his beautiful eyes.
"She is perfectly fine, Sudais. What is bothering you? Because I can feel it in my soul that you are carrying some distress."
He went quiet for a brief moment before saying, "Indeed, Abbey, I have something on my mind. But pray for me, and I will pray too. In sha Allah, whatever it is, Allah will resolve it for me."
"Subhanallah, Sudais, tell me, what is your problem, my son?"
"Do not worry, Abbey, it is not a major problem. But I am heading to the hospital now; when I return, I will tell you."
"Alright then, I am waiting for you. But why are you going to the hospital now? Won't you be attending the Mosque today?"
"I will go to the mosque, Abbey, but I won't be leading the prayers until Friday, if Allah spares our lives. That is why I am going to visit the hospital today."