Alaƙar Yarinta Complete Hausa Novel.txt

<h2>Alakar Yarinta Complete Hausa Novel </h2>
<p>He was wearing an Islamic school uniform, a shirt and trousers of ash color and a dark blue hat. He was holding a plastic bag containing books. He was a six-year-old boy. I was following someone, when they saw that their Islamists were coming and they were going to pass, that's why he turned his back a little, not wanting them to see his tears and despise him.</p>
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<p> "You have seen Hezbollah prefect" said one of them.</p>
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<p> "By the way, it's right here near their house," one girl said while whispering.</p>
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<p> "Ikwa turned his back, don't talk to him. He doesn't talk to people unless he wants to." Dayan said they were following Hizbullah and looking at them, he turned his back and didn't look back. his tears.</p>
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<p> "Hizbullah, right, you didn't go to school, God's power, now I would say Ridallah is sleeping, why are you refusing to go and crying?" When Baba Habiba came out of the house, she said that she was holding her breath.</p>
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<p> "I won't go where she didn't wake up to see her, but I will go to the school," he said while wiping his tears.</p>
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<p> "Hey people, I see the power of God, what kind of tension is this between you and Ridallah, because she is sleeping, you don't go to school until she wakes up, I saw recently that you went home and planned Islam, she fell asleep but you are the one you cry as if you haven't seen her all night"</p>
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<p>   He was silent and didn't say anything except the hessheka he was struggling to make.</p>
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<p> "Let's go and see her sleeping, then go and get her up before she wakes up," Baba Habiba said, holding his hand so they could go back into the house.</p>
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<p> "Didn't he go to school? Well, I know his behavior, that's why I checked to make sure" Umma Sadiya's voice interrupted their journey.</p>
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<p> "By God, I thought he had left because I didn't follow him. When I told him he was sleeping, he just turned around and left the house."</p>
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<p> "Hmmm, Hizbullah and Ridallah, may God let him see her sleeping, if he has the courage to go to school, if not, if he is pressured to go, he will not let go, he will study well" Umar Hezbollah she said and turned to go back into the house.</p>
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<p> "Let me hurry so he won't be late," Baba Habiba said as she pulled him into the house, his son didn't say a word to them, he just bowed his head listening to everything they were saying.</p>
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<p>   When they entered the house, she took him to the room, Ridallah, a girl about one year old, was sleeping soundly. Dad took him to the room, she stood at the door and put his bag on the bed. He crouched down in front of her. He smiled and looked at her as if he had seen her for the first time and then he put his hand in his front pocket and took out ten naira for his school fees.</p>
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<p> "This is the money, I will buy you candy and carbine, ma'am, and bring it to you when we get up." When he finished saying that, he got up, said bye-bye to her, took his bag and went out, even though Dad didn't follow him, he left the house. He was almost late. and after a short distance, he will just walk to the school without spending the night.</p>
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<p> "Oh, this boy loves this girl. Every time he goes to an Arab or Boko school, he comes in like that when he grows up. May God bless her, she saw the beauty of his beauty." Baba said shaking her head and turning to leave. find a child that she will send to buy klin to do the washing.</p>
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<p>   When he arrived at the school, he went to the teacher's office and called the Qur'an teacher because he was the monitor and he had memorized the time table of their class. He was in the front seat and he and his friend Bilal were entering and they shook Bilal's hand and they shook his hand and then he sat down without saying anything and took out his Quran. He just looks at them with his eyes and they keep quiet as if there is no one in the class. He doesn't write down the name of the loud ones. He is very encouraging to them. blood in the eyes of teachers.</p>
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<p>    The teacher came into the class and repeated the message he gave them yesterday three times and he began to memorize from Hizbullah because he was in the front seat and he was the first. He didn't do it until he reached the end of the verses that were imposed on them. He was scolded and the teacher continued to accept the list of the rest of them, none of them gave the list of Hizbollah.</p>