So Da Buri Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

With anger, Junaidu stared at his brother, who looked very much like him. The only difference was that Junaidu was more handsome, with bigger and brighter eyes. His lips were not dark like his brother’s, which were blackish; instead, his were light pink.

Even while he was still asleep, he had been hearing the noise faintly from the courtyard. Eventually, it woke him up completely and he began hearing them clearly.

Junaidu looked straight into his brother’s eyes.

Angrily, he threw the whip to the ground, clicked his tongue loudly, and said,

“Honestly, Ja’afar, is what you’re doing even right? If you want to punish this girl, you should at least do it when you’re in your right senses!

Just look at your eyes!

You went and got high, and now you’ve come back just to beat someone else’s daughter. Do you want to injure her?

And I can swear on the Qur’an that she hasn’t even committed any serious offense against you. For something that isn’t even a big deal, you came here beating her like this!

What did she do to you?”

He asked him while still staring at him intensely with his large eyes.

Ja’afar blinked repeatedly with his reddened eyes. He stepped back slightly and staggered as if he might fall, then moved closer to Junaidu again. He slipped his hands into his trouser pockets, fixed his gaze on him, and said,

“Hey… am I your mate?”

Junaidu stayed silent for a moment, watching him. Then he lowered his voice slightly and said,

“Alright… what did she do to you?”

Ja’afar clicked his tongue again and replied,

“She and Jalila were supposed to clean my room. Jalila explained her own part and left. But this stubborn girl stayed behind sweeping, saying that Umma asked her to sweep the courtyard. The annoying thing is that when I entered my room, nothing had even been touched—everything was exactly the way I left it.”

Junaidu kept quiet because, as far as he could remember, he had seen her cleaning Ja’afar’s room yesterday and the day before. And normally, Ja’afar’s room was cleaned alternately by her and Jalila every two days. So how could he still claim that she was supposed to clean it again today?

He turned and looked toward the direction of the rooms in the house as if searching for something. Then loudly he began shouting,

“Jalila! Jalila!! Jalila!!!”

Ja’afar touched his hand slightly and said,

“She has gone for her exam.”

Junaidu turned back to look at him and said,

“Ja’afar, according to the arrangement, who is supposed to clean your room today?”

Ja’afar stayed quiet for a moment. Then in his drunken tone he said,

“You already know… according to the arrangement, it’s Jalila. But this stubborn girl—the sweeping she did yesterday and the day before didn’t even show. Even the cleaning wasn’t done properly at all. That’s why today the room looked like it had never been cleaned. And since Jalila went for her exam, I came in and saw her sweeping the courtyard. Jalila even met me outside and said she begged her to clean the room because she was running late. But she refused and even slapped her!”

If you want, I can also refine it into a more polished novel-style English version (like international romance/drama novels) so it sounds smoother and more cinematic.