Yar Hutu Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

The Incident at the Government House Gate
I saw a luxury Sondosa vehicle inside the Government House. The driver kept honking the horn, but it seemed the gatekeeper was not around.
The woman being driven—whom I saw—came out furious.
“Hey, get over here and open the gate for people!” she shouted. The gatekeeper rushed over in a hurry, still fastening his trousers. “Hajiya, please forgive me, I swear I wasn’t even done with my ablution and—”
Before he could finish, she cut him off. “Then by God, within the next ten minutes you must leave this gate and this house. Is this how you poor people behave? Someone helps you and you repay it with nonsense?”
“Please, Hajiya, forgive me. Have mercy on me. I have children and grandchildren, and there are orphans among them. Please help me,” he pleaded.
Zahra kicked him forcefully. “Useless job! By God, you must leave this house.” She hissed loudly, mtswwww, and walked away saying, “If I come out again and you’re still here…”
“Zahra, I’ve been hearing your voice from outside. Who are you shouting at?”
“Mummy, it’s that useless old man,” she said, pouting angrily.
“So someone comes back under the hot sun and can’t even open the gate? By God, he’s done working in this house.”
“Why?”
“I’ve already chased him away.”
“Zahra, why are you like this?”
“I keep telling you, but you don’t listen. Have you forgotten that both the poor and the rich are created by Allah? When you die and lie down, a poor person will lie down just like you. Do you know what your future holds? Do you know how life will turn out for you?”
“Mummy, honestly stop this. Can’t you see I’m already upset? Yet you’re the one scolding me,” she said tearfully, wondering why her mother would blame her when she felt she had done nothing wrong.
“Daddy, what’s going on?”
“Mummy is scolding me because I chased away the gatekeeper.”
“Why are you scolding my daughter? Please stop it, unless you want to upset yourself.”
“But Alhaji, what Zahra is doing—do you really think it’s right? By God, correct your daughter’s life early, otherwise even her future husband may not tolerate her. You know she’s planting bad seeds.”
He quickly raised his hand. “I don’t want to hear such talk from your mouth. Is it your daughter you’re insulting?”
“I’m not insulting her. I’m looking out for her future life. She doesn’t know what life may bring. We may be alive or we may not.”
“If you’re not alive, I’ll still be alive and I’ll live with my daughter.”
“Alhaji, death doesn’t send invitations or greetings. You have no knowledge of when it will take you.”
“I didn’t ask you for a sermon.”
Zahra stood quietly, surprised that her mother clearly didn’t understand or love her. That was why she loved her father more than her mother.
Two Days Later
Two days after that incident, I saw several vehicles stopped in traffic because of hand signals being given.
Zahra was inside her car, clicking her tongue impatiently because they were wasting her time. She raised her hand to check the wristwatch strapped to her arm.
Suddenly, she noticed several convoy vehicles—Range Rovers and Benzes—about eight in total. On each vehicle was written: GENERAL ALIYU HAYDAR.
Zahra hissed deeply, annoyed at the owner of the convoy. But when she read the name on the vehicles, she smiled—a smile whose meaning only she knew.
As she was thinking, the traffic was cleared. The vehicles started moving, and she ordered her driver to cut in front of the convoy.
The reckless maneuver almost caused the vehicles to crash into one another, and the General’s driver quickly slammed the brakes.
“Hey! Quickly take the number of that car!”
They hurriedly obeyed their boss’s order and took down Zahra’s car number.
Zahra at Home
Zahra entered the house directly and rushed straight to her room. Moments later, the maid came in with three children—all of them boys.
They quickly stood before Zahra. Without wasting time, they unzipped her dress, removed her clothes, and wrapped a towel around her.
The other two boys rushed into the bathroom, quickly prepared her bathwater, and stood by the bathroom door, each holding small towels in their hands, waiting.