Rai Da Buri Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

No sooner had Abdul left than Nihal came out to the sitting room and found Ammee there, so she went over to her at once.

“Ammee, welcome back from your rest.”

“Yes, welcome back. So, you’ve returned?” Ammee replied briefly, because she was already used to Nihal’s behavior, especially since she was always on her case.

“Yes, Ammee. Where is Brother Abdul?”

“Don’t you have his number? Didn’t I give it to you?” Ammee replied.

Nihal felt as though that response was a bit harsh. Ammee had said it seriously too, with no trace of playfulness on her face.

“No, Ammee, I just noticed he wasn’t around.”

“Hmm, then go and look for him,” Ammee replied again without even looking at her.

Seeing that Ammee seemed upset with her, Nihal quietly slipped away, especially when she noticed Mimi coming out. She knew that if they met, Mimi would figure out she had done something wrong.

She headed to the kitchen to look for something small to snack on. She greeted Baba A’ee and Laraba, because they were the ones doing the cooking for the whole house.

Abdul did not take long before he returned carrying one big shopping bag, Ammee’s errand. He went straight to her and handed it over. She kept welcoming him back, and only after Ammee checked everything and confirmed that her items were complete did she separate the things for the kitchen and have the rest taken upstairs to Daddy.

After Maghrib, everyone was seated in the living room when they heard Daddy’s car, a sign that he was back. Nihal quickly sprang up to go and welcome him, but the hard look Abdul gave her made her stop. She was used to being especially close to her father, because he openly treated her as the youngest child. That was why whenever he came home, everything seemed to fall into place for her.

Abdul went to receive Daddy, took his bag from him, and the two chatted lightly as they walked in. When they entered, Nihal hurried forward.

“Welcome back, Daddy. Hope you returned safely.”

“Yes, safely. But why do you seem to be behaving like someone hiding something?”

At once, everyone looked at her. She blinked nervously before answering, “Daddy, it’s nothing. I’m just tired from when we came back from Islamiyya.”

“Okay, welcome then. May Allah bless it.”

“Ameen,” she replied.

“Daddy, welcome back. Hope you returned safely?” Mimi said.

“Mimi, I’m fine. How is home? How is school?”

“Alhamdulillah, Daddy,” Mimi replied.

“My love, welcome back. How was the road?” Ammee asked him after letting everyone else finish theirs first.

“My dear, it was fine. How was your day? You all kept well, I hope?” Daddy asked.

“We’re all fine. Welcome back. Come and bathe before prayer, then eat something too, alright?”

“Okay, dear. Abdul, go to the car. There are two bags on the back seat. Bring them upstairs for me.”

“Okay, Daddy,” Abdul replied and left.

After Daddy and Ammee had gone upstairs, Nihal began glancing around restlessly. She knew they must be the gifts Daddy had brought, and maybe she was already eager to see what they were.

“What is it with you, behaving like someone waiting for something, or someone who deposited money somewhere? Honestly, I wonder when age, maturity, and sense will finally come to you,” Mimi said, nudging Nihal’s head.

“Then why is it your business? Are you saying I don’t have sense? Yaseen Abdallah sees my sense, that’s why he calls me his younger sister.”

“Let me warn you again. Stay in your place and control yourself. If you refuse, then fine.”

“So, Sis, what exactly am I doing that is wrong? It’s just that you want everyone to be like you. You never have anything to say except seriousness, shyness, and always keeping to yourself. You know yourself. As for me, I can’t live your kind of life. If I like something, then I like it. If I don’t, then I don’t. That’s the plain truth I’ll say.”