Triplets Part 3 Complete Hausa Novel

As soon as she entered her room, she climbed onto the bed, still repeating, Hasbunallahu wa ni’mal wakeel — “Allah is sufficient for us, and He is the best disposer of affairs” — asking Allah to bring her relief. It is a supplication that is easy to say, yet carries great power. The Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) said that no matter how great the calamity a servant faces, if they remain constant in saying Hasbunallahu wa ni’mal wakeel or Ya Hayyu Ya Qayyum, then Allah will surely lift that calamity from them. Likewise, constantly seeking forgiveness by saying Astaghfirullaha wa atubu ilayh has a great effect in increasing the blessings Allah places upon a servant. Do not go asking someone to pray for wealth on your behalf, or go to a sorcerer seeking a charm for prosperity. Here is the remedy for provision: even if you are lying down, if you keep to it, countless doors of Allah’s blessings will open for you and you will enjoy lawful sustenance. If you are a trader in the market, then quickly make a habit of seeking forgiveness, and by Allah’s permission you will see expansion in your livelihood.

It is said that there was a time when no food was cooked in the Prophet’s house for three days — some say three days, others say one month. But let us go with Imam Malik’s narration: for three days no food was prepared in the Prophet’s house, and this remembrance was among those he kept to, and Allah opened doors for him in a short time. Allah tested the Prophet in many ways, not for nothing, but so that we might find cures for the afflictions that trouble us today. If a person studies and understands the life of the Messenger of Allah well, they will realize that many of the things that happened to him were so that Allah might show us solutions and wisdom. Just as Allah showed us the remedy against sorcery and magic by allowing the devils to gain power over the Prophet and cast a spell on him — then Allah sent down for us the cure through what the angels recited to him, and he was healed. If you recite it, then truly, not by human power but only by Allah’s will, once you hold fast to it, you will be stronger than any sorcerer, any magician, jinn, harmful animals, and so on. Our hope is that Allah grants us the ability to act upon it. Ameen.

This is also a supplication you can recite for protection against sorcerers, magic, evil, and every harmful thing: recite Surat al-Ikhlas three times, Surat an-Naas three times, Surat al-Falaq three times, then conclude with Ayatul Kursiyyu once. Do this after every obligatory prayer — whether Zuhr, Asr, Maghrib, Isha, or Fajr.

FOR A PREGNANT WOMAN, THIS IS A REMEDY FROM THE MESSENGER OF ALLAH (PEACE BE UPON HIM), WHICH ALLAH ALSO MENTIONED FOR MARYAM, THE MOTHER OF PROPHET ISA, TO HELP WITH EASY CHILDBIRTH. IF YOU ARE PREGNANT AND HAVE REACHED SEVEN MONTHS, THEN MAKE A HABIT OF EATING DATES EVERY DAY. If possible, eat seven every morning before eating anything else. By Allah’s permission, you will give birth without hardship, and neither you nor the child will suffer difficulty. Allah will also grant health to both you and the child you will deliver, by His permission. The Prophet prescribed this remedy to many women. So, from the knowledge Allah has given me, I too am sharing one of them with you. If you benefit from it, pray for me, wish me الخير and success in my life and for my parents. I am grateful. In sha Allah, I will keep sending you Islamic remedies of this kind according to the knowledge Allah has given me, so that you may benefit more. If you have any question, ask me directly — do not go asking another woman. I wrote the remedy, so I am the one you should ask. May Allah grant us success. 09262620621 is her number. Farewell. ✍️

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RIMSHA

A deeply pleasant sleep overtook her, the result of the calm she found through the supplications she had been reciting and through mentioning the names of Allah. Even in her sleep, the servant of Allah kept letting out long, heavy sighs of relief. Today she witnessed the power of prayer with her own eyes, because truly, if not for the supplications she had been making, then wallahi, they would only have carried out her corpse today, considering how greatly she had offended him.

As for Jelly and the others, at Abbi’s house, she and Hanan were sitting in the downstairs sitting room, while Aunty was busy arranging food on the table. Ayla, on the other hand, was with her husband because yesterday she had gone through severe hardship at his hands, which left her with a burning fever. That was why he did not let her come out — he kept her close, tending to his beloved.

So the two of them just sat and watched. In the two short days Jelly had spent there, she had already taught Hanan how to watch properly. Jelly was a master when it came to watching films — highly skilled at it. She knew Indian songs inside out, had a shameless love for dancing like some granddaughter of Michael Jackson, and she was very good at it too. Since she was not fat, she felt no self-consciousness about her body and moved as she pleased, swaying and giving herself to the rhythm.

That was how Hajiya Batula came into the sitting room and found them. She had taken her bath and was dressed in an elegant, expensive black lace bubu gown. Since Daddy’s entire family were very beautiful, almost like Europeans or Arabs, that was how they all looked. And their household had two shades: some were very fair like white people, while others were chocolate-colored. Abba was very fair, just like Hajiya Umaiya. But Imran was chocolate-colored, like Rimsha. The same was true at Abbi’s house: Aafia and Irfan were chocolate-toned, unlike Umaisha, who was so fair it looked as though blood would appear if you touched her. You see, Jehan too was very fair like their father, while Jelly’s father was not quite that fair, though he was not chocolate-colored either — his was the fair Nigerian complexion, while theirs was the fair complexion of foreigners. It seemed as though somewhere among their ancestors there must have been a white man or an Arab, one of the two, because that brightness in them was clearly not local.

Hajiya Batula looked especially radiant. She came and sat on the sofa beside them, saying, “Jalila, where is your veil?”

Jelly pushed out her lips as though she was about to say something, but just then Ommu came downstairs, raining down a storm of complaints at them to reduce the volume of the TV or switch it off completely.

Since Hanan already knew her ways, she took the remote and turned the volume down. Jelly did not even say thank you to her. They continued watching, while Ommu turned and went back upstairs to continue what she had been doing. That day, she had succeeded in getting Umaisha’s number through Hajiya Turai, who had collected it for her from Aafia. She was overjoyed. She had already begun hatching her plan concerning what she wanted from Umaisha. Since they were mother and daughter — and after all, an elder is always an elder — she did not have much trouble persuading Umaisha. She lied to her, saying she was ill and had a heart problem, that she needed to undergo treatment in India, but Abbi had said he would not pay the money because her husband had money. So if there was no problem, perhaps she could steal it for her from him, since surely he would not fail to keep…