ARNAN DAJI BOOK 2 COMPLETE HAUSA NOVEL

Lamunde quickly fetched water and poured it for them as they stood up crying. Suhail responded, "Are you going to cry or listen to me? How can I listen to your tale when I am a complete Muslim, while you all seem like jungle pagans forgotten by the government? People think you don't exist, yet there are many more like you."
"What is your name, son?" he asked. "My name is Suhail, the son of Suhel." "Ah, you are my son then," he replied. "Of course, because only those from this town have such markings. Look at this design—it’s not the same as Tenkwai's. They just resemble each other in the pattern, but they’re not the same." She turned around. "See, their scars may look alike, but they’re distinct. Identifying them requires sharp observation."
In tears, Tenkwai said, "Who are my parents then? Lamunde, are you not my biological mother? You abandoned Rama, your child, with someone else. All this was your plan, Tenkwai. Now you will hear everything. I believe Suhail, but I still want to hear your story. But you, Lamunde, cannot be my mother. How could I be in the city while you are in the forest, where even proper clothing is absent? And now you claim to be my mother? Give me water, I need to pray."
As they stepped outside, they found Aduke lying at the doorway, flies swarming around her decaying body, with worms emerging bit by bit. "Subhanallah!" Suhail exclaimed. "What is this? Is she human? How could you all watch her rot like this?"
"We didn’t know what to do with her," they replied. "She was assaulted, and the injury left her with this condition." "May Allah protect us," Suhail murmured. "When I return home, I will send someone to take her for treatment. I promise to bring development to this town with my resources, even if it means sacrificing my comfort."
Barely able to bathe properly due to his discomfort, Suhail cleansed himself without using soap or sponge. He avoided excess contact with his skin out of revulsion. After finishing his ablution and prayers, Rama asked, "What is this odd behavior of yours?"
"Leave me be," he replied. "Once I’m done, I’ll explain everything." He sat with Tenkwai and began recounting their lineage. "Your grandfather, Rana, was a just king, and your father, Tabo, was my son. I am Lamunde, your mother. Rama and Suhel, you are siblings. Your grandfather Rana was a righteous king in his time, while his counterpart, Jae, was the wicked prime minister with no sense of justice. In those days, the people worshipped a deity named Badu, practicing cannibalism as part of their rituals…" 
"In those days, they told us that Badu, the deity, did not speak, but whenever you sought him, he would grant your request. He had about thirty attendants, men and women, who bathed and adorned him daily. One day, everyone woke up to find that Badu had killed all his attendants, leaving no one alive. When people went to investigate, they discovered their corpses.
After that incident, a decree was issued prohibiting anyone from approaching Badu except at the end of the year or if the king himself went in times of crisis to offer sacrifices. The decree also stipulated that five men would be sacrificed annually. This made people avoid the forest altogether, leaving only us villagers to live here, trapped in a life of fear.
As time passed, the population of men in the village began to dwindle due to these annual sacrifices, leaving mostly women. Badu then changed his demand to only take blood from men who were over twenty years old. Your grandfather Rana decided to challenge Badu and end the horrific tradition of sacrificing men. He went to plead with Badu, who refused and warned that if Rana persisted, he would face dire consequences.
Rana stood his ground, but soon after, a calamity befell the village. One by one, members of the royal family were killed until only your grandfather and his wives were left. At that time, your grandfather had not yet married your grandmother. His grief over the loss of his family was immeasurable, but he dared not seek revenge because of the deity's power.
When Rana finally married your grandmother, she bore him a son. Fearing for the child’s safety, they hid the child and entrusted him to a loyal servant named Timi. Timi fled to the neighboring village of Beguwa, where she raised your father, Tabo, and her own son, Guga, as brothers. In the meantime, Badu grew angrier, and the sacrifices continued.
Years later, Waziri, the cunning prime minister, conspired with Badu to usurp the throne. Badu instructed Waziri and his men to eliminate Rana and his family entirely. While Timi secretly brought Tabo to visit his parents in the forest from time to time, the situation grew more perilous. One night, while Timi was visiting with Tabo and Guga, they overheard Waziri and his men plotting to kill Rana. Terrified, Timi quickly fled with the children, hiding them in the depths of Beguwa."
Lamunde paused, tears streaming down her face, before continuing: "That night, Waziri and his men stormed the palace. They accused your grandfather of hiding a child who would one day take the throne. Despite their threats, Rana refused to reveal anything. Enraged, Waziri forced Rana and his wife into submission and executed them in front of their own son, Kaho, who Waziri had groomed to inherit the throne.
Meanwhile, Timi and the children heard everything from their hiding place. They cried silently as they listened to the horror unfolding. After the massacre, Timi vowed never to return to the forest. She raised Tabo and Guga as her own sons, teaching them to stay away from the evil traditions of the past."
Tenkwai interrupted, trembling with emotion. "Wait… does that mean my father, Tabo, is the true heir to the throne? And Kaho, the one who betrayed our family, sits on the throne today?"
"Yes," Lamunde replied. "Kaho inherited his father Waziri's wickedness. But Tabo, your father, chose a different path. He lived peacefully, far from the chaos, until his unfortunate death."
Tenkwai and Rama were stunned, unable to process the weight of their family's history. Suhail, equally shaken, said, "This is why we must fight to reclaim our family's honor. We cannot let Kaho continue to rule unjustly."
Lamunde sighed. "The path ahead is not easy. The people fear Badu, and Kaho has powerful allies. But if you remain steadfast, perhaps the truth will prevail, and justice will be restored to our land."
The tale left everyone silent, the gravity of their family's legacy pressing heavily upon them.