♡ Lad'eefah ♡ Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

*LAD'EEFARH*

*STORY AND WRITTEN BY AUTAR MAMA*

*Writer*

*CAPTAIN SALEEM*

*YOU ARE THE MASTER OF*

*OUR HOME LIFE*

*THE HISTORY OF OUR KINGDOM*

*ZAINAB (ZEIY)*

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*A fictional and short story*

*Alhamdulillah, I ask Allah to grant me the ability to deliver the message I want to deliver, and then to forgive me for any mistakes I make in this book.*

*This story is fictional... I did not write it to insult anyone, male or female!*

In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful

🅙︎𝗮𝗿𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗶 🅦︎𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 🅐︎𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱

_Writers who work with courage to admonish, educate, entertain, and enlighten the public in the Hausa language_

🅙︎🅦︎🅐

He was dressed in a suit that suited his very white skin perfectly; he was extremely handsome, and just by looking at his features you could tell he was not Hausa... He looked more like an Arab or a Shuwa. He held his work bag in his hand, wore a pair of slippers on his feet, and a thin white pair of glasses on his eyes that added to his striking beauty. He was a young man who could not have been more than 34 years old, but just by looking at him you knew money had settled on him and that he was living comfortably.

The expensive watch on his wrist, which matched the soft black hair on his hand, showed 7:15. In a hurry, he picked up his phone from the dresser and left the room. He walked as though forced to, until he came down the stairs, set his bag on the expensive chair in the large sitting room, and headed to the dining area, which had twelve chairs... The chairs were all different colors, and just by looking at them you could tell they were expensive... A young woman came out through a door that was apparently the kitchen, holding a flask of hot water. She was very beautiful too, though not overly so; her fairness was even lighter than his. She was probably no older than 25. Everything about her was perfect. She wore a blouse and wrapper that completely enhanced her beauty. Smiling, she came to the dining area, set the flask down on the table, then moved closer to him and gave him a side hug and a light kiss on his cheek, saying softly, “Good morning.”

He smiled, a smile that almost drove me crazy lol... He stroked her smooth face and said, “Mrng soul.” She sat down and began serving him. “That’s enough,” he said in his sweet voice, smiling at her with the kind of smile that drove her wild and drowned her in the ocean of his love. She made tea for him, then sat beside him and fed him with care and with pure love until he was done... She got up, went to the middle of the sitting room, picked up his bag, and then returned to the dining area and said in her soft voice, “FAHAD time is going.” He smiled and stood up. Tenderly, they held each other’s hands and headed to the large compound of the house. It took them about five minutes to walk, and then they reached the parking space. He entered his white Rolls-Royce... She felt as though she did not want them to part, and she prayed for him. Only after she saw him drive off did she release a sigh and go back into the house. By nine o’clock, the household workers began arriving one after another and quickly tidied the house... Only her room and her husband’s room were not cleaned, because she cleaned hers herself.

2:34pm

She changed into a simple gown, her face free of makeup, as she sat eating fruit salad from a bowl, slowly. The cool AC air flowed over her until she kept closing her eyes... She pulled her phone from beside her, went into his contact and began typing him a text: “Missing U a lot Honey.” He was sitting in his office, with a computer in front of him, pressing at it, when he saw his phone light up... He smiled after he finished reading her message. He replied to her: “On My way home sweet.” She sighed, then replied, “So Soon?” He called her, and after she let out a soft smile, she answered. “Are not missing me?” he asked her tenderly. “Sure am missing yuh,” she said, sounding a little spoiled. The doorbell was pressed repeatedly... Her heart sank, and she prayed inwardly that it was not her husband’s younger sister. Hearing her go silent made him say, “Are yuh their?” She quickly forced a smile and said hurriedly, “i will call u later.” She ended the call.

She hurried to the door, inserted the key, and opened it. Standing there with her nose flaring and her face twisted in displeasure was a very beautiful woman indeed, wearing a long black gown that highlighted her fair skin. She was probably no older than 18 or 19. She barged in, frowning, with a large trolley being pulled behind her. With a calm body, she closed the door. The guest had already seated herself on the chair and said arrogantly, “So Ladifa, do you even begrudge a person water? Tch, may Allah make things easy for us, wallahi... This is what comes from the lack of wealth in a family line, greed runs in your blood.”

With that, she stood up in a hurry and headed to the kitchen. As for Ladifa, she said nothing and sat on the chair....

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Autar Mama

*A love story... and also a plot*

*STORY*

*WRITTEN*

*BY*

*(AUTAR MAMA)*

_*YOU ARE MY HERO*_

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*A fictional story! I did not write it to insult anyone, male or female.*

*_SHORT STORY_*

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_Writers who work with courage to admonish, educate, entertain, and enlighten the public in the Hausa language_

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*PAGE 2*

Holding a tray, she came back and sat down beside Ladifa’s phone... She kept looking at her, and did not even speak to her. In a rude tone she said, “So is my dish going to spend the night here?” “May Allah grant you patience,” Ladifa said.