So Da Buri Part 3 Complete Hausa Novel

Slowly, Dad looked for a place and sat on the chair beside the bed. Then he said,

“Aslam, I’m sorry… so sorry.

I never thought the matter would upset you this much to the point it would lead to this.

That’s why when Abba came to us with this suggestion, we all agreed—both us and her parents.

The marriage has already been conducted.

I beg you, please be patient and try to suppress your feelings.

Don’t do anything that might harm her. You can see that the girl herself didn’t choose this either.

This was our decision.

Live peacefully together. God willing, one day you will grow to love each other.

Don’t do anything that will bring shame to us.

At least for the sake of those elderly people—her grandparents.

Honestly, I thought when they were told about the sudden change and the problem that arose because of Arshaad, they wouldn’t be pleased with you.

But we didn’t see even the slightest sign of displeasure on their faces. Immediately, they supported us one hundred percent.

And I know Abba is like a father to you as well.

But please, Aslam, be patient.

You can see how he himself endured everything, even though he was clearly embarrassed because of my son. Yet he didn’t complain. Instead, he still went ahead and tried to arrange this marriage between his daughter and you.

Please don’t put me to shame, Aslam…

I beg you.”

Dad finished speaking while joining his hands together in a pleading gesture, looking at Aslam.

Quickly, Aslam moved closer, held Dad’s hands, and lowered them.

Silence filled the room.

No one could say anything.

After a moment, Dad slowly stood up and said,

“Let’s go.

When we leave, Ado will stay behind to collect the medicine from the pharmacy.”

After saying that, he turned and walked out.

Aslam’s mind was completely elsewhere, so much that he didn’t notice anything in the room until Mommy gently touched his face. Only then did he turn and look at her.

She was about to speak when he interrupted her by asking,

“Where is Arshaad?”

Even Mommy’s heart skipped a beat at that question.

The joy and happiness she had been feeling had made her completely forget about Arshaad. Since they arrived at the hospital earlier, she hadn’t even thought about him—until now, when Aslam mentioned his name.

Slowly she sighed and said,

“He’ll be okay… you hear me?

Don’t worry.”

Slowly, he closed his eyes, about to say something, but Dad’s call, which appeared on Mommy’s phone, interrupted them.