Uwa Ko Ukuba Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel

His office, which was written Dr Musty, opened the door and entered, his phone ringing through the flashlight that was moving, he turned it on and off because the phone was on silent, he walked past his desk where the phone was lying, he put the phone in his hand, he quickly picked up the phone and saw Mamie sitting there and put the phone to his ear, in a voice that showed calm and respect, he said “Mamie” from the side of a voice of an elderly woman who was completely calm and said “Assalamu Alaykum Mustapa, look Hamadi is having a fever, his body is burning like fire and he has not woken up, he has not told me what is wrong with him, I don’t know he is not well, he has not seen his body” Mustapa sat down on the chair next to him, Mamie’s words captured his attention very much, he didn’t show any concern and said “can he talk”? Mamie, with her mind awake, said “I don’t know, let alone talk to you, even if he can” Dr. said “What about Hameed?” Mami said “he left for his work before 8 and he didn’t tell Hamadi that he was fine, I’m sure he didn’t know either” his heart sank and he said “I’m coming, wash your hands with a towel and rub your body, don’t worry Mamie he will be fine” Mamie said as he hung up the heart sank and said “oh God has brought him” and hung up the phone.

He hung up the phone and stood up and took his car keys and his phone, he looks like a 43/42yrs old guy, he went into their pharmacy hospital himself and picked up the medicines, drips and injections and left everything in front of their accountant and paid with a card when he was found out he got out and got into a nice car and started driving the car to their house.

It was a big house, red brick but old, like the houses of the rich, a very big house with a maroon gate, he honked his horn and a young guard opened the door and entered the house, it was a big, big flat in the compound, on the side was a garden with guava, mango and cashew trees and flowers, there was a lot of space in the compound, he got out of the car and came out looking around, two cars were parked in the parking lot and a machine started to pump money, he passed the flat before he opened the door, the smell of perfume greeted him, he slowly opened the hall, there was no one in the hall, Lami who was cleaning the house said “I’m sleeping, Baban Akram” “I’m fine” he replied, the hall was beautiful with carpets all around and a big TV on the wall, the hall was wide with a big picture frame and an old woman and an old man were also sitting there wearing big clothes and five boys were standing behind them all Their faces showed except for one person who turned as if he was going to run away, but his mother held his hand and took the picture, but the picture behind him was not of his face. He passed the staircase and went straight up to another room, the first room up there.

Hannu opened the door to the room, the room was large and well-kept, there were two beds in the room, each of the same size with a desk and chair on each side. There was an elderly woman, maybe 57 years old, sitting on the edge of the bed next to a tall, white young man who was lying on the bed, at least 33 or 34 years old, wearing black joggers and nothing but a white singlet. He had a very huge chest and big muscles. His eyes were closed. Mamie tied a small towel around his forehead. He had a long nose and lips that were very pinkish and so meaty. His hair was curled up like a white man. They both didn’t hear Mustapa’s movements. When he came to the bed, Mamie turned around and quickly walked towards him. She said, “Doctor, you’re here.” He came to the bed, and his hand took the towel from his forehead and took it from Mamie’s hand. He slowly looked at the young man and said, “Hamad! Hamadi!” The young man slowly opened his eyes before he opened them, both of which were small and red from illness. Oh God, he had some kind of wild black eyes with black eyelids.