A Makarantar Aka Haifeni Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel

He was a big man, and a handsome old man who was at least 50 years old, he was wheeled around in a wheelchair and seemed to be suffering from a stroke, he was brought out of the hair salon after being grilled, which was done every 3 days.

 

King Qaseem entered the room, who was the younger brother of the old man on the chair. How is Yaya strong? A ball filled his eyes, which had been staring at him for a long time, because he had been talking, the big servant who was next to him who happened to be his assistant put on a cloth and quickly wiped his eyes.

 

King Qaseem raised his hand, everyone immediately left the room. He sat next to him and crossed his legs, his face full of worry, he said Yaya, son of God, you should have told me by now what happened 18 years ago. After all, the great scholars prayed, for the worries in this kingdom. And you don’t know, don’t despair and have mercy on God. He smiled and shook his head, looking at his younger brother, whom he loved very much, since he was the only one for him and they had the same mother and father.

 

King Qaseem also smiled seeing his younger brother’s mood, he said of course, Yaya, today I am happy to see your smile, which is the part you did before you ended your happiness. Segashi smiled today.

 

A laugh came from the room, which was occupied by some senior women. One of them said, oh my God, you are my enemy, I will never let you insult us in the royal palace, just like how you came to find me in this house, how many years have you known that we are with Your Majesty, and I have been with him, if you came to find me, you will not obey, I have already cut you a ticket to the whole world.

 

Medaki laughed and said, “Oh, Princess of the Great House, I’m not a princess, since I came like this, God has made me, without us I wouldn’t be a princess, where would I be a green girl and if I get a tattoo I don’t have to worry, I can do anything. So don’t count us out, even though we are not the wives of King Qaseem now, we are the younger brothers of our husbands. And we are still in the kingdom.”

 

The Princess of the Great House picked up her apple and turned her gaze to Jakadiya, who was massaging her and said, Jakadiya, tell us about the inside of the house. Jakadiya straightened up and said, “May God bless you, Princess of the Great House, there is no one like you, no, no, and there will never be anyone like you in this house.” May God prolong the day. There is no news to make you panic in the house, I saw Princess Shuwa’s room and she still doesn’t trust me. I lost her reason for doing this, she said that any behavior like that of her husband King Qaseem would make her angry. Even though she is a hereditary queen, why doesn’t she trust anyone? Medaki said, “My dear Ambassador, there is nothing to be afraid of in this kingdom, you are a fool, we are the same.” She laughed and said, “That’s right, Princess, don’t worry, we will tell you soon.”

 

She was sitting in some pale clothes, in a small hut, which was on the edge of an old CEMETERY. An old bowl was her food, it was food, in which there was only half a bowl. A beautiful young woman who was no more than 18 years old. Akusa was also an old woman, who was also no more than 38 years old, when you saw her, you would think she was in a state of madness, her appearance was completely lost. She pulled her daughter, talking to her as if she was deaf, showing her a bowl as if she had eaten food.

The mother laughed in a mad mood and said yes, yes Baby, I won’t eat today, you said you would start, the girl laughed at her, when she heard what she was saying, she just said no (FOR ANY REASON🤔 OHO🤷🏻‍♀ WE ARE GOING). Moving What I heard Baby call her and she went close to her mother and started giving her food, her hand was also giving her food. It was a ball, they fell and the baby quickly wiped it off.

 

He was a handsome young man, like a Shuwa Arab, not more than 25 years old, when Sallama entered the room of the beautiful woman, who was lying on the carpet of the room. She smiled and said, Prince Arif, come here. He lay down next to her and said, “Oh, my Mom, come and rest.” She looked at the servants in the room, they left at the same time, I will give him milk, he replied smiling, he said Mom, I went to Abba’s house, he said he was in the room to meet someone, and I want to talk to him. The teacher said, “Well, you’re just going to have to go to Kajira, what kind of talk do you want to have?”