Ajiya A Duhu Part 2 Complete Hausa Novel

The next morning, until almost noon, Abah did not see Oum anywhere in the house. From that, he understood that her anger was truly serious. It even made him laugh a little, so he decided to ignore it as well.

He still did not see her throughout the afternoon, so he waited until after the Maghrib and Isha prayers before heading to her section of the house. Everywhere was clean and filled with a pleasant fragrance. The only people he found downstairs in the sitting room were her maids, chatting among themselves. They greeted him respectfully, and he responded kindly before walking past them.

Oum was sitting on a long couch, while Maanal lay beside her with her head resting on Oum’s lap. Both of them were watching the television. When they heard Abah’s greeting, Maanal quickly sat up. With her head slightly lowered, she greeted him respectfully and asked how he was.

Smiling warmly, he replied and asked about her headache.

“It’s gone now, Abah. Alhamdulillah,” she said gently.

“Masha Allah. That’s how it should be, my blessed daughter,” he said.

Maanal smiled widely. Then she stood up and walked to the dining area. She brought a bottle of water from the fridge and placed it in front of him. Cleverly, she slipped into Oum’s bedroom afterward.

Abah watched Oum with great surprise. Since he entered the sitting room, she had not even lifted her eyes to look at him. Instead, she continued chewing her medicine slowly. For a moment he felt like turning around and leaving her alone in her section. He almost did, but then he stopped. He picked up the water Maanal had left and drank before looking at her closely.

In a slightly stern tone he said,

“So you’re still angry? Just because I said your son cannot take his wife yet, you decided to avoid me the whole day, Fateema? So I’m not allowed to make rules in my own house and expect to be understood? Why do you always place your children above everything else?”

For the first time, she lifted her head and looked at him. Her eyes were filled with tears. Her voice trembled as she spoke.

“What selfishness is there in this, Abah? Considering the situation that boy is in, he deserves to be forgiven and understood. Yes, I know he made a mistake, but even if he had not openly said he loves Maanal, his current condition alone is proof enough. Yet you say he cannot have his wife until after the Sallah. Gadanga, please understand… he is not well. He needs someone to take care of him…”

Her voice broke before she could finish, and tears began to fall from her eyes.

Instead of feeling angry, Abah almost found it amusing. All this just because he said Maanal would not stay with him until after Sallah.

“Oh my God,” he thought. “My Fateema, the queen of drama.”

He simply shook his head and turned to leave the room without saying anything. He knew he had to be firm so that she and her son would understand that he was serious about this matter.

“Gadanga!” she called quickly.

He stopped and glanced back at her.

But she only burst into tears again.

Without another word, he hurried out. Whenever she became this emotional, it was better for him to stay away; otherwise, she might soften his heart and make him change his decision.

From Oum’s section, he went straight to AA’s section to check on him again. AA had spent the whole day lying down and had not even gone out for prayers due to the weakness he was still suffering from.

When he arrived, he found Babban Yaya and Fawzan with him. AA himself was asleep while the two were quietly chatting. They greeted Abah respectfully, and he responded warmly while touching AA’s forehead.

Unlike yesterday, his body was not hot with fever. Even the way he slept showed that he was feeling better.

Abah sighed in relief and said,

“Alhamdulillah, the fever is gone now. You two should go and rest. Let me stay with him tonight.”

Fawzan widened his eyes in surprise.

“Ah, Abah, you yourself? Oum will beat us if she hears that.”

Abah laughed. Babban Yaya also smiled and said,

“No, Abah, we forgive you. Please go and rest. Fawzan is right—Oum might really beat us.”

Abah only smiled again. They talked briefly about AA’s condition. Since returning from Kano two days ago, he had still been weak. Despite his endurance, he had been forced to remain in bed again. He also stubbornly refused to go to the hospital, insisting that the doctor come to the house instead.

After Abah said goodnight and stepped outside, Babban Yaya quickly followed him.

Abah stopped and looked at him as he approached.

“Is everything alright, Fadeel?”

Respectfully, Babban Yaya replied,

“Yes, Abah. It’s just about Maanal staying with her husband. Please forgive him and allow him to have his wife. Honestly, it pains me to see Oum so worried. She is already burdened with Ajwaad’s illness and now this issue. I swear she has even lost weight today.”

He finished speaking as if he might cry.

Abah smiled faintly and sighed.

“Fadeel, we must also be fair to the girl and her parents. If I had known Rafeeq would go behind me and do this marriage secretly, I would have stopped him. Even now I stand by my word: Ajwaad must come himself, lower his head, and ask me to give him Maanal. He must also apologize to her. If necessary, he must explain why he behaved the way he did.”

Babban Yaya nodded deeply.

“I understand you, Abah, and I support you. But that will not stop me from asking you to forgive him. You know how deep he keeps things inside. Maybe there is something we don’t know about this situation. But I swear we all know Ajwaad loves Maanal very much. Sometimes I feel that if they are allowed to stay together, their love might help them reconcile.”

Abah shook his head slightly.

“What love, Fadeel? If he truly loved her, would he abandon her like that and disappear until he met her again like a stranger? Is that not pride? Marriage is not a game. Let him remain without her for now. The pain of this punishment will teach him more than what you are imagining. I want it to be a lesson for him—he is now a married man. Soon he may even become a father.”

Fadeel replied gently,

“Indeed, marriage is not a game, Abah. And we will obey whatever decision you make. But when we look at the situation carefully, it seems his fear of losing her pushed him into this condition. On the other hand, I sometimes worry that maybe her mother’s family did something to him back then. Their grandmother already showed she didn’t approve of our marriage with Shaheedeh. You know she could go to any length to get what she wants… and after all, spiritual matters do exist.”

Abah looked at him deeply. His mind turned over Fadeel’s words again and again, but he did not comment on it. Instead, he began walking toward the exit and said,

“I will think about it. But my decision remains the same for now—she will not stay with him yet. Continue taking care of him. May Allah restore his strength.”

With that, he walked away.

Babban Yaya simply watched him leave. Even he was troubled and confused by their younger brother’s situation. But whatever it was, the marriage had already taken place. And whatever followed afterward would, by Allah’s will, be easier to handle.