Zaman Aure Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

Tension and Nighttime Anxiety
Nothing could be felt except the anger at the dogs that had taken over the neighborhood, and the noise of machines being operated in the streets. Every homeowner had returned to their houses and locked up, except for Kamal’s house, because he had not yet returned.
Sakna sat quietly, wiping her tears occasionally while glancing at the clock mounted on her bedroom wall. Suddenly, a loud horn startled her. She got up, drew the curtains, and saw him rushing out of his room to open Kamal’s gate, bringing in his car. She hurriedly went to the large parlor decorated in blue and silver, found a seat, and waited for Kamal’s arrival.
After a long while, Kamal stepped out of the car, barely able to open his eyes from exhaustion. He slammed the parlor door with such force that Sakna quickly stood and greeted him, murmuring “Innalillahi wa inna ilaihirrajiun.”
Kamal replied with a curt “Welcome.” He pushed her aside as if she might fall, speaking in a harsh, intimidating tone.
Sakna protested softly, “Don’t call me Kamal, Bobson… why are you awake? Were you waiting for something?”
Before she could continue, he vomited violently, filling the air with a terrible stench. She immediately burst into a heart-wrenching cry. By then, the parlor clock struck 1:00 AM.
Morning Domestic Life
Labiba sat in the spacious parlor, lightly applying makeup. She was startled when a handsome young man appeared from a nearby room and greeted her with a kiss on the neck. She resisted at first, but he insisted, teasing her gently.
“What’s wrong, Labiba? Was it the food I prepared? You know your anger is dangerous, Jameel.”
Amused yet anxious, she spoke,
“Jameel, I really don’t want you to leave me. I’m scared, and you haven’t given me any food yet.”
He gently advised her to eat, explaining that he had been late to work due to office responsibilities. Labiba reluctantly ate, and he cleared the plates and returned to the kitchen. By 9:30 AM, he left for the office, leaving her to rest.
Meanwhile, Abdul Malik sat nearby while Ruhaima attempted to scold him, but he silenced her with a wink, saying, “Don’t worry about that girl, Ruhaima. You’re the only one for me.”
The domestic routines continued with familiar gestures: greetings, teasing, and small disputes, yet underlined by affection and mutual care among family members.
Visitors and Introductions
Later, Nuraddeen Kasim arrived. A young woman, Mardiya, quickly captured his attention with her charming voice. They exchanged greetings warmly:
“Welcome! I hope you arrived safely.”
“Yes, all is well. I am Nuraddeen Kasim.”
Mardiya mentioned her mother was in the kitchen and would come out soon. Meanwhile, Nabil interrupted his thoughts to introduce him formally to the household.
As Nuraddeen and Nabil entered the parlor, greetings were exchanged with everyone, including Dady (their father figure). Dady guided Nuraddeen to sit closer, encouraging respect and attentiveness toward the family.
He reminded Nuraddeen, “Behave yourself, these are your family and elders. Treat them well, and pay attention to how you act with friends and outsiders.”
Nuraddeen respectfully responded, “Insha’Allah, Dady. I will be careful. Thank you.”
The scene depicted warmth, structure, and the careful guidance typical of Nigerian family life, emphasizing respect, courtesy, and familial bonding.