Sarauniyar Kyau Takun Farko Book One Complete Hausa Novel
She had a unique pair of small, slender and naturally deep-red lips, beautifully shaped in a way that was both attractive and captivating.
They added even more charm to her already remarkable appearance.
Her nose was long and beautifully shaped, sitting perfectly on her gorgeous face, neither too large nor too small.
Trying to continue describing every detail of her beauty would almost become unnecessary.
She possessed virtually every physical quality a woman could desire when it came to attracting attention.
Feefarh’s Beautiful Sky-Purple Outfit
She was dressed in a stunning long Malaysian-style gown that fitted her body perfectly.
The gown had short sleeves, so she wore a sky-purple after-dress decorated with extremely sparkling stones.
The main gown itself was also sky purple and extended all the way down to the floor.
Her naturally dark-brown hair was extremely long and had been beautifully styled.
She tied it with three exceptionally beautiful and expensive ribbons.
The arrangement allowed her long hair to fall gracefully down to the middle of her back.
A light veil was elegantly draped over one side of her shoulder.
Her face was covered with only light make-up, yet she looked extraordinarily beautiful.
An elegant wristwatch was fastened around her wrist.
From her overall appearance and manner, she seemed like someone who preferred peace and quiet rather than unnecessary noise.
Preparing for the Birthday Party
She stood in front of the dressing mirror, spraying herself with a perfect perfume whose beautiful fragrance was soothing enough to refresh anyone who smelled it.
Suddenly, the door to the enormous and beautifully furnished bedroom was pushed open.
She did not turn around because she already knew who had entered.
In an exceptionally sweet and delicate voice, whose soft tone sounded almost like the melody of a flute, she said:
“Oh, my lovely dad, Mister Handsome! Your daughter wants to frustrate me. I can even decide not to attend this birthday party anymore and simply stay here. You already know that, especially since we were planning to sneak out to attend the birthday party because Daddy is not around.”
She spoke like a little girl, filled with playful affection and pampered charm.
The way she spoke only added even more beauty to her appearance.
She also delivered her words slowly, pausing between parts of the sentence.
Her Friend Tries to Convince Her
The young woman who had entered the bedroom burst into audible laughter.
Then she said:
“My Feefarh! I don’t want any nonsense from you. Now that everything is already prepared, you suddenly want to say you are no longer going? Come on, daughter of Mister Handsome! Don’t do this to Zahra. Or have you forgotten who she is to you?”
Feefarh returned the perfume bottle in her hand to its place on top of the elegant dressing mirror.
She then turned completely around and faced the young woman who had just finished speaking.
“Do I Look Like the Queen of Beauty?”
Feefarh pushed aside the discussion about whether she would attend the birthday party and instead asked:
“So, tell me, how do I look? Do I look beautiful enough to be the SARAUNIYAR KYAU—the Queen of Beauty of the entire world?”
She asked the question with great excitement and amusement while laughing happily.
For the second time since entering the bedroom, the young woman responded with another beautiful smile accompanied by cheerful laughter.
She then sat down on the edge of the bed, facing Feefarh…