Matar Damisa Part 2 Complete Hausa Novel

Junaid turned his head away from looking at Ayush.

It was Angel who spoke to Aditi and the others in English. “Come on, they want to talk.”

Rumana turned and shot Angel a sharp glare with her blue eyes. Aditi also frowned deeply and said, “There’s no way I’m leaving. Whatever it is, let them say it in front of us.”

Angel sighed and looked at Junaid, hoping he would speak to them, but he didn’t even turn around; he just kept staring to the side.

Angel leaned toward Ayush and whispered, “Go around to the side he’s facing.”

Ayush quickly looked at Angel, shaking her head. “I’m scared he might beat me.”

Angel gently pushed her forward. “Go, he won’t do anything to you.”

Ayush’s whole body felt weak; she had no strength at all. She dragged her feet slowly, as if she were walking toward her own death.

Rumana turned again and glared at Angel. “You hypocrite, you just want to force something that will never work.”

Angel simply smiled and ignored her.

When Ayush reached the side Junaid was facing, she sat on the edge of the bed close to him. Her heart was pounding heavily. Trembling, she slowly raised her shaking hands and held both of Junaid’s hands tightly in hers. Tears streamed down her face as she looked at him.

Her lips quivered as she spoke in a soft, broken voice, “Yayana… Yayana… Yayana, please forgive me. I made a big mistake. Please forgive me…”

The sob she had been holding back burst out. She cried deeply, her head bowed, staring at the floor because she couldn’t even bring herself to look into his eyes. The room fell silent except for the sound of Ayush’s crying. Her tears completely soaked his hands.

Junaid gently withdrew his hands from hers, then held her chin and lifted her face so their eyes met.

“You didn’t make any mistake, Yushert. Speaking your mind is not wrong. The fault is mine for not telling you about the engagement earlier. If I had, this wouldn’t have happened. I agreed to marry you because I love you. But since I’m not the one in your heart, I won’t force you. I can give you in marriage to whoever you love. Even Mommy took it to heart, and that’s why her illness worsened. Yushert, just as you don’t love me, I will also try to remove my love for you from my heart. Don’t worry. Calm yourself.”

He finished speaking and gently lifted her head.

A fresh wave of tears burst out of her.

A deep pain stabbed her heart as she thought to herself, How could I say I don’t love Yaya Junaid? He is the first man I’ve ever loved in my life, and the one I dream of marrying. Oh, what have I done…

She cried bitterly, placing both hands on her head, eyes tightly shut. Her face was flushed red; her eyes were swollen and bloodshot. Her tears mixed with the slight sweat on her face, making her look as though she had splashed water over herself.

Junaid fixed his eyes on her, watching how she cried with her small lips trembling. His own eyes grew heavy. He glanced at Angel, who was standing nearby, and signaled to her to come and take Ayush away. He couldn’t bear hearing her cry; it hurt his heart. He couldn’t stand seeing her in that state.

Angel came over and held Ayush’s hand. “Come, let’s go.”

In a low voice, Junaid said, “Take her home and comfort her.”

He looked at Rumana and Aditi sitting there, their faces gloomy and lacking any brightness.

“You too, go home. I need to rest. I’ll stay with Mommy.”

Aditi asked, “Then when are you coming back?”

“In short,” he replied, “till tomorrow.”

Angel had already left with Ayush.

Rumana stood up, hugged Junaid, and kissed him on the side of his face. “Good night, my Romeo.”

He simply smiled and nodded.

Aditi also stood up. She even climbed onto the bed before hugging him tightly, then playfully punched him in the stomach. He groaned slightly, holding his abdomen, and looked at her.

“You are crazy, Aditi. Stupid girl.”

She looked him up and down with her small narrowed eyes and said, “I’m sparing you because you’re on a hospital bed. Otherwise, we’d fight properly. You committed two offenses against me. First, you beat me. Second—and the biggest one—you tried to deceive me. You were planning to get engaged to some little girl while we’re all under the same roof?”

He smiled. “So we can live together and you can bully your co-wife, right?”

She smiled back at him. “Good night, my Hero.”

He didn’t respond. She left.

After they exited, he stood up and looked at the wall clock in the room. It was 9 p.m.

He was about to step out when Doctor Hasheem entered.

“Ah, Mr. Junaid, where are you going?”

“I want to see my mom,” Junaid replied.

The doctor laughed lightly. “Come on, Mr. Junaid, you sound like a little boy. Mommy is asleep; she hasn’t woken up. Calm down. You’ll see her tomorrow.”

Junaid, visibly upset, said, “Until tomorrow? Without seeing the condition my mother is in? Impossible.”

With that, he brushed past Doctor Hasheem and walked out.

Doctor Hasheem simply watched him, shook his head, and smiled faintly. He was already holding his bag, preparing to go home.

Junaid quickly entered his car and drove out of the hospital at high speed.