Abban Sojoji Part 2 Complete Hausa Novel

It was raining heavily in the town, and the atmosphere had a strange, almost magical quality. A cool, soothing wind swept through everywhere. Though it was around 5 PM, it felt much later because of how quiet the town had become. Everyone was curled up in their bedrooms, wrapped in blankets, the house silent—there was no sound anywhere.

Hafsat and another woman, whom she didn’t know, sat inside a car. The woman was dressed in an expensive ash-colored lace outfit. Hafsat noticed her immediately. The woman sat in the driver’s seat while Hafsat sat beside her, and they began to talk.

Hafsat listened quietly as the woman said, “I’m lucky I got your address and found you easily. I hope you’ll help me achieve my goal.”

Hafsat replied, “I’m listening. What do you want me to do?”

The woman smiled before saying, “Before I tell you what I want, please give me your account number.”

Hafsat stared in surprise, but she complied, reading out her account number, which the woman quickly saved on her phone.

Not long after, Hafsat received an alert on her phone: 6 million naira. She froze, staring at the screen—it felt like a dream.

“Is this real? What is this?” she asked the woman in shock.

The woman laughed and said, “There are twin children Marshal Omar brought here, Hosana and Jahad.”

Hafsat was astonished to hear the names.

The woman continued, “It’s not a difficult task. I want them out of this house and away from Marshal Omar.”

Hafsat was stunned. The most shocking part was that the woman seemed to know that Marshal Omar had brought the children into the house.

“Why?” Hafsat asked.

“They’re useless,” the woman replied coldly.

Hafsat was silent, thinking to herself. Who is she? How does she know the twins’ names and Omar’s?

“No need for questions. Just do what I say. If my plan succeeds, I’ll triple what I gave you,” the woman added.

Hafsat said, “Okay, I’ll go in and wait for your instructions.”

The woman smiled and said, “Until we meet again.”

Hafsat stepped out of the car and ran toward the house because of the pouring rain. The woman drove off with a victorious smile.

Inside, Hafsat went straight to her bedroom, changed into a simple outfit, tied her hair back, and stood in front of the mirror, thinking about the woman’s words. Just then, Aunty Babba appeared, asking, “Hafsat, who was that woman who came to see you?”

Hafsat replied, “I didn’t know her either. She came with her request after she got my address.”

“What kind of request?” Aunty Babba asked.

“She wants me to remove the twins from Omar’s house, to get them away from him,” Hafsat explained.

Aunty Babba frowned. “Who is she? Does she have any authority over Omar?”

“I don’t think so. I think she just knows the children and wants them out,” Hafsat said.

“And you agreed to her request?”

Hafsat smiled. “Yes, Mommy. She gave me six million naira and said if I succeed, she’ll triple it.”

Aunty Babba shook her head. “But Hafsat, just because someone arrives and offers you money, you agree? This woman wants Omar’s children, that’s why she’s targeting them.”

“No matter what, Mommy, I won’t let them get past me. I’m involved in this plan. Daddy wouldn’t allow you to act this way, and you didn’t stop me either. This is my decision,” Hafsat said firmly.

Aunty Babba came closer. “Hafsat, are you serious? Are you thinking clearly?”

Hafsat replied, “Yes, everything I’m doing is for us. If I achieve my goal, Hayaam will have RAFAYET and Abra will have MARSHAL OMAR. We’ll succeed. So I’m commanding you to gather the items they took and return them immediately!”

Hafsat laughed, clapping her hands. “Mommy, I win! I won’t let any of this pass me! In your house there’s wealth, in our house there’s wealth too. I won’t return it!”

Aunty Babba was concerned; Hafsat clearly wasn’t fully thinking rationally.

Meanwhile, Hosana overheard everything Hafsat said with Aunty Babba. Hearing the conversation, Hosana ran to the storage room where they kept supplies.

“Where are you going, Hosana? Didn’t you hear what they said? Today they let us go without punishment,” Jahad said, standing near her.

Hosana’s voice trembled. “Jahad, I heard what Hafsat and her mother said.”

“What did they say?” Jahad asked, moving closer.

Hosana explained everything from beginning to end.

Jahad nodded. “I see now. Her envy caused her to dislike us because she thinks Omar might favor one of us. Today she’s upset because we interfered with her plan. But who is the woman Hafsat met today? She wants to harm us?”

“I think she wants to separate us from Omar,” Hosana replied, eyes full of tears, unwilling to let anything come between them and Omar.

“Insha Allah, their plan will fail. They won’t separate us from our Omar,” Jahad said, hugging Hosana.

Later, after dinner and clean-up, the house was calmer because some of the household staff had been sent on assignments. Only a few remained: Haroon, the twins, Junaid, Marshal Omar, and SGR, who were always working due to their military expertise and international reputation. They were like tigers and lions, respected wherever they went.

Sehrish entered her bedroom for Isha prayer. Everything was slow; she was tense because of Haroon. She performed ablution, prayed, and hung her hijab neatly. Lying on her bed, hugging a pillow, tears streamed down as she remembered Haroon’s abuse.

Suddenly, there was a knock at her door. Her voice trembled: “Who’s there?”

“It’s Junaid,” came the voice.

She breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door. Her face dropped when she saw Haroon. “You!!!” she exclaimed in fear, body trembling.

Haroon laughed. “Don’t worry, I knew you wouldn’t open, so I used Junaid’s voice.”

She followed him with fearful eyes.

“What are you doing here?” she asked.

“I came for what’s mine today,” Haroon said.

Sehrish, crying, pleaded, “What do you mean?! Please leave me alone and let me live in peace!”

Haroon said, “I’ll leave you alone… but only if you give me one thing.”

She asked fearfully, “What thing?”

“Your virginity. That’s all I want. If you do this, I’ll leave your life forever,” he said.

She cried uncontrollably, feeling intense pain and despair. Sweat drenched her body. Haroon seemed cruel, but she had no words to resist.

“Will you agree or not?” he demanded.

Terrified, she whispered, “I… I agree.” She didn’t fully know why she said yes.

Haroon smiled wickedly and began undoing his belt. Sehrish shut her eyes, realizing the man she truly wanted was SGR, not Haroon.

In a final desperate act, she grabbed a nearby lamp and smashed it on his head. Haroon staggered but tried to approach her. She ran into the bathroom, shutting the door and crying, fearing he would retaliate.

Haroon shouted in anger. “You broke that on me?!”

From inside the bathroom, Sehrish screamed through her tears, “I won’t let you succeed! Only God can stop you!”

Haroon’s eyes blazed with fury. He never imagined she would fight back, but today she did.

“I won’t spare you. We’ll meet again,” he said, storming out.

Sehrish’s body shook as she whispered, “God, I know Haroon won’t forgive me. I’ve reached my limit…”

She headed to her bathroom cabinet, where some dangerous chemicals were kept. In her mind, she considered ending it all to escape Haroon’s torment. Tears fell freely as she thought, “I have no goal left except this. Forgive me… I can’t live in a world so full of suffering. I’ve never harmed anyone, but now someone wants to harm my life…”