Aduniyata Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel

Maaaam…….for God sake maama, abbee is not very well you know maama……if you go who will take care of me?,if you go maama who will take care of abbee?” The voice of the boy who could not have been more than thirteen years old was coming out in a kind of cold and extremely weak voice that even if you were not told…..even if you did not look at his face that was wet with tears…..even if you did not look at his shaking hands that supported the sick man sitting between his thighs you would understand that he was in extreme shock and fear along with pure terror.

 

His eyes were fixed on her head hoping to hear the words

 

“I stopped walking” from her mouth, even though there was not a single thing that gave him any indication, no matter how small she was showing that she could withdraw. Instead, she adjusted the folds of her veil on top of her head, bent down and stuffed the rest of her clothes that had not been damaged into the black bag in front of her.

 

“For God sake maria…….not for me……or for the children Here, be patient……sit down and hug them, I am sure they are only a few days away, they are the ones to watch……” The man whose illness and poverty combined with the pressures of life had damaged every part of his body. He spoke with a sigh as if his breath was going to escape from between his chest and his nose.

 

He looked up from the face of the man who was his FATHER and his heart melted with a kind of pity for them all if you take it away!. His heart beat again with intense tension and a different pity as if it would break his heart and tear it apart. He had been waiting for a long time to hear some words from their father’s mouth, which had been almost ten days now, um um um um. He spent many nights unable to hear anything from his mouth…..but today his mouth was open, but it was open because of the great tragedy and terror that she was about to throw their lives into, he did not open it because he wanted to speak to them with the beautiful words that he did not share with them.

 

His eyes were full of hope that her heart would bow down to their father’s words…..even the word death that had just been mentioned to him which was one of the reasons why he felt that he did not speak, he kept his mouth silent despite the many desires and hopes that he would hear him speak to the one who filled his heart. In the midst of this whirlwind of hope and hope, he heard his father’s dry, voiceless voice again, gathering all his strength and saying

 

“Maria……if you go, who will take care of them?” She angrily looked back at him and threw her bag over her shoulder

 

“Are they coming?, I found them here and I’ll leave them here, a child whose mother is dying even though she gave birth to him is now living longer than a million foreigners who are thirteen and eighteen years old” she said as she started to get up from her feet and waved goodbye, which he assured him was true!

She would not bow down!.

It seemed that nothing would make her bow down!.

 

He didn’t know what to think, because then his mind was reduced to taking in all these foreign things until he had to distinguish between the right and wrong judgments, and he found it in front of her, holding her legs and crying softly with all his strength at his age.

 

She looked at him as if she was going to take his leg, but she put her hand on him and lifted him up and made him sit down, saying