Fareedah Nabeel Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

As I begin this new book with Bismillah, I ask Allah to let me finish it with Alhamdulillah.

Chapter 1-2

MINNAH

I saw a magnificent house standing on Shiroro Road. Its design and beauty were captivating. If you didn't know where you were, you wouldn't be able to tell which country you were in. From the look of it, you could tell Allah had blessed whoever owned this house.

NABEE'S HOUSE

I saw a beautiful woman featured in a newspaper. Tall, with a shapely body, her lips were incredibly attractive. Her eyebrows were full. Her hair was fine. Her nose was well-proportioned, neither too long nor too short. Her face was neither too round nor too long. Her eyes were well-proportioned, neither too large nor too small. Although she wasn't fair-skinned, she was chocolate-colored. This didn't detract from her beauty, as she possessed all the qualities expected in a woman. She wasn't overweight, nor was she skinny. There was no human being who would see her and not admire the perfection of her creation.

FAREEDAH

She was not yet twenty-seven years old. Even a smile from her would captivate any man, let alone looking at her. She was captivating...

She sat on a single seat in front of a dressing mirror, applying body perfume, humra. She was a woman who loved fragrance and applied it after finishing her makeup. She had already finished her makeup and put on her clothes. Her face had minimal makeup, just powder, eyeliner, and a touch of lipstick on her lips. She looked very beautiful, especially in the way she was dressed in a long gown. The blue and yellow colors of her outfit were truly captivating.

After finishing her preparations and looking in the mirror again, she turned and headed for the door, walking with a captivating gait...

Slowly, she walked down the stairs from upstairs, the sound of her heels clicking softly, with composure.

As she reached the middle of the living room, a young woman emerged from the kitchen at the same time. Her arrival in the middle of the living room coincided with Azmerh's exit from the kitchen, carrying a tray in her hand. On it were food flasks, along with plates and spoons and forks. From the appearance of the food, it was dinner. It also coincided with her looking towards the kitchen door.

FAREEDAH stopped dead in the middle of the living room, looking at Azmerh. In her heart, she thought, "What a great effort. May Allah be kind to some people with hard hearts, especially those without hearts like Azmerh." As she finished her thoughts, Fareedah walked directly to where Azmerh stood in the middle of the living room, arranging food on the center table in the middle of the living room. Fareedah approached her with a smile. Fareedah looked at Azmerh's stern face before opening her mouth with a smile and saying,

"Azmerh, really, you dote on these children of yours. From morning till night, you are busy with them!"

Azmerh looked up and stood up. She gave Fareedah a dismissive look, accompanied by a glare, before her face contorted with anger. Shouting at her, Azmerh opened her mouth and said, "You know that a horse's greatness and its restraint show its majesty."

Fareedah burst into a forced laugh. "That's true," Fareedah said, laughing. "You are absolutely right, young woman."

Azmerh looked at Fareedah carefully again before, with extreme happiness, Fareedah opened her mouth and added, "My hope is that Allah grants you what you seek..."

"I don't understand what you mean?" Azmerh interrupted, her face full of anger.

Fareedah adjusted her stance slightly before smiling and saying, "I mean, may Allah make the one you are destined for a cure for your hunger."