Ustaziyya Ko Er Duniya Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

He grabbed her hair and slammed her head against the bathroom wall a second time. In a pained, struggling voice, she screamed as hot tears streamed down her face. "You useless, filthy whore, a leftover from town guys, damn you! What did I tell you before I left this house?" He turned her face around, lifted her chin, and squeezed her mouth in a rage before shoving her out of the bathroom. Her head hit the dressing mirror chair hard, and it immediately began to bleed. Unable to bear the agony radiating deep into her brain, she let out a scream and squatted down, rubbing her hands together in plea. "For God's sake, AK, please have mercy! I repent, I obey God and I obey you, my husband, please forgive me!" He stepped up to where she was, while she backed away in fear of the pain he was about to inflict on her again. He grabbed her hair once more and dragged her across the floor to the edge of the bed in the room. He sat down, spreading his legs wide. Raising her face, which was now a mess of blood and mucus, he brought his face close to her mouth and whispered, "State your offense with your own mouth, I'm listening," using his hand to dab at the blood near her mouth. "I was hungry," she said, even though she knew he already was aware, since he always locked the kitchen whenever he planned a major ordeal for her. "Plus, I've had a fever since yesterday... the last time I had food was..." "Shhhh," he interrupted her, closing his eyes and casting a disgusted, harsh look at her. "So that gave you the chance to lie down and even sleep before finishing washing my cars like I instructed you?? You wretched witch! With all the damn food I bring into this house, you do nothing but eat like a donkey. Oh, a street donkey is what comes to mind," he said, shaking his head. "A street donkey, a men's donkey, fat in the front and fat in the back, you are completely useless, a total nobody! All you do is eat, drop massive dung, and fill my toilet with stench, right? Is that the reason you married me? I married a slave girl, I don't see a woman here," he pointed a finger at her and poked her head. "Well, you must shed this wretched fat. I won't build a thick body for some other guy. Even if you walk around naked all day, you don't impress me, so you must start losing weight, Hahaha," he laughed a brief, three-word laugh. "I swear you're lying! Since you robbed me of happiness in my life, this is how we will live in this house—neither of us will get what we want, you fake pious pretender with God on your tongue and Pharaoh in your heart," he said, shoving her to the ground. "A relentless witch after men, a hypocrite with many faces, just an ugly pig!" He left the room, and hearing his car drive out of the house, she collapsed onto the tiled floor of the room, warm tears running down her cheeks. 'Is it a crime in our world to be an obedient wife? Is it a crime to have a pure heart and genuine love? Has revealing the secrets of her heart become a crime?'
Filled with regret over her life, she stood up, dragging her leg which felt numb and stiff. She went into the bathroom and let hot water run over herself to soothe her body. When she came out, she looked for warm ointment and applied it to her body. Undeterred, she went back to bed a second time, knowing that whether she did the chores he assigned her or not, he would still find a reason to beat her up later—so she might as well rest before he beat her again with a reason.