About Labarin Niima Book 1

Labarin Niima Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel introduces Ni’ima, a young
girl from Fantagori who is loved deeply by her father, Uban Dawaki. Her father has a
strong dream for her: he wants her to become a doctor because he admires educated women,
especially female doctors.

The story also introduces Ahmad, a young man connected to Minna, who meets Ni’ima by
chance and immediately falls in love with her. Their meeting creates an emotional
conflict because Ni’ima knows her father does not allow men to come for her until she
completes her education.

This opening blends romance, education, family honor, patience, and destiny. Ni’ima must
choose how to protect her father’s dream while also handling the new love that has entered
her heart.

Labarin Niima Book 1 English Translation

Ni’ima Returns Home From School

Mama was lying down after returning from school. She was in class two of senior secondary
school, and that day they had gone on second-term break. Since morning, Uban Dawaki had
sent his driver to go and bring her home.

They did not arrive in Fantagori until after Asr prayer. Everyone was happy, especially
the children, who rushed out to welcome her and carried her bags to their section of the
house.

She entered with a greeting, and her mother welcomed her warmly. They hugged each other.
After that, she went around the other sections of the house to greet everyone. Among the
young men in the section, she only met Salis and Dan Lami.

She sat for a while and chatted with them before standing up and returning to their own
section.

As soon as she entered, her mother said,

“Your father is around. He has returned.”

Quickly, she went to meet him in his sitting room. With a wide smile, she bowed slightly
and said,

“May Allah assist His Highness.”

His happiness increased.

“May Allah preserve my Mama for me. I entered and was told you were in the other sections.”

She sat before him and said,

“Yes, I went to greet them. Good afternoon, Abba.”

“I am fine. How is school?”

“We thank Allah.”

He asked her to bring her report sheet. She stood, went and brought it, along with her
examination papers. He checked them carefully, saying,

“Good, very good.”

After he finished checking everything, he looked at her and said,

“You tried very well, my Mama. I am proud of you. But you still have a little problem in
Biology. You must put in more effort. Do you know why?”

She shook her head.

He said,

“Come closer and listen.”

She moved closer to him.

He said,

“My dream is for you to become a doctor, Mama. In my life, I have always admired seeing
a woman who is a doctor. It impresses me greatly. That is why, from the day Allah gave
me you, I have been praying that Allah should let you grow so I can fulfill this dream
through you. Or do you not like the idea?”

She replied,

“I truly want to become a doctor, Abba. Insha Allah, I will put more effort into Biology.”

He placed his hand on her head happily and said,

“Good, my Ni’imatah. May Allah bless you.”

“Ameen, Abba.”

They continued talking until someone came to call him. He stood and went out to the main
entrance hall, where his council usually gathered.

Mama returned to her mother in the kitchen, where they were preparing food. She told her
what her father had said.

Her mother said,

“That is Yallabai for you. May Allah fulfill this dream of his.”

Mama replied,

“Insha Allah, Umma, I will become one.”

Her mother said,

“May Allah make it happen.”

Then Umma teased her and asked,

“Who recognized my Mama in those white clothes?”

Laughing, Mama replied,

“I only hung that thing they wear in the ear and walked around as Doctor Ni’ima.”

They both burst into laughter.

Ni’ima Goes To Visit Baraka

The next morning, around exactly ten o’clock, Mama dressed beautifully in green atamfa.
She wore an after-dress over it, covered herself with her veil, and went to meet Umma
in the room.

Umma asked,

“Where are you going?”

Mama replied,

“I am going to greet Inna Mairo.”

Umma said,

“No. Say you are going to Baraka’s place.”

Mama smiled slightly.

“Umma, it is all the same. If I greet my aunt, then I will chat with my friend.”

Umma teased her again.

“Hmm. Are you going to become a lawyer instead and abandon this doctor plan?”

Mama laughed.

“So you want to set me against Abba? Truly, you are something.”

Umma told her to greet Mairo and collect the clothes she had sewn if they were ready.
Mama agreed, though she asked whether there was any cloth for her among them.

Umma replied,

“There is none for you. All of them are mine.”

Mama made a slight face and said,

“Kai, Umma. Then I will choose one among them. All the clothes are inner wrappers and
underskirts, while the blouses have sleeves. I have changed my style; I like that kind
now.”

Umma refused and told her to simply collect her clothes. Mama nodded and left.

Salis was sitting at the entrance of the house. When she came out, he looked at her from
head to toe and asked,

“Where are you going?”

“I am going to Inna Mairo’s house.”

He said,

“Alright. I even saw Baraka yesterday. She has also returned.”

He stood and said,

“Let me escort you, or do you not want that?”

She replied,

“Let us go.”

She walked ahead, and he followed until they were walking side by side.

Salis asked,

“Mama, why does Abba restrict you so much?”

She asked,

“How?”

He said,

“He does not like you having suitors. Do you know that Yaya Ali still loves you?”

She looked at him.

“Of course I know. He tells me secretly. But who started all this trouble?”

Salis said,

“I am not saying this because we share the same mother and father, but what Yaya Umar
did was not right. He knew Yaya Ali loved you, so why did he also come to ask for you?
He knows Yaya Ali’s character. He is not patient. He can show madness at any moment.”

Mama clicked her tongue lightly and said,

“Hmm. As for me, I want to study. They should simply rest their hopes under a shade. I
will not marry any of them, even if Abba had not stopped them.”

Salis stared at her.

“You are proud, Mama. So you mean you never loved them either?”

She replied,

“You do not understand. What I mean is that I need peace because of my studies. The kind
of education I want requires concentration.”

“What do you want to study?”

“Medicine.”

He opened his eyes wide.

“Hmm. Doctor Ni’ima then.”

She smiled.

“Even the ground can hear the sound of that.”

He laughed as they reached the roadside.

“Doctor Ni’ima, I will turn back from here.”

She thanked him and crossed the road while he returned home.

Ni’ima Meets Ahmad

A young man was dusting a car. He had removed the floor mat where people placed their
feet. When Mama passed, he stood still, staring at a beauty he had never seen before.

He could not control himself, so he greeted her.

She raised her eyes, looked at him, and answered. The sound of her voice confused him.

He quickly followed her.

“Please, can you give me just two minutes so I can ask you something?”

She stopped and looked at him.

He was very tall, and Allah had made him handsome.

He asked,

“Please, do you live in this town?”

She was surprised by the question and said,

“Yes, of course.”

He said,

“But I have never seen you before today.”

She replied,

“You know, meeting happens only when Allah wills it.”

He said,

“True. My name is Ahmad. I am from Minna, but this is my grandmother’s house. I brought
my mother here now. I come here often, and that is why I asked you.”

She said,

“That is true. Today is the day Allah destined that we should meet.”

He released a breath and said,

“Indeed. Allah brought us together, and immediately, you entered my heart. May I know
your name?”

She turned her face slightly away, and he became afraid, thinking he might be rejected.

He pleaded,

“Please, just tell me. Not because of my behavior.”

She asked,

“Behavior? Do I know your behavior?”

He replied,

“The behavior of talking too much and insisting.”

She smiled.

“My name is Ni’ima.”

“Kai! This name suits this beautiful face.”

He asked where her family house was.

She frowned slightly, already eager to leave. As she began walking, he followed her and
asked,

“Am I disturbing you? Please forgive me. Love has caught me. Help me.”

She stopped and looked at him with her bright fair eyes.

“Do you know Uban Dawaki?”

He replied,

“The house across the road?”

“I am his daughter. If you know the house, that is our home. But there is a problem.”

He held back his smile.

“A problem? I am finished. Where is the problem?”

She said,

“My father does not allow men to come for me. He said I must finish school first. In
fact, I am in boarding school. People only see me during holidays.”

He became quiet for a while before asking,

“So what will happen now, Ni’ima?”

She replied,

“Honestly, I am not joking. I do not know what can be done. I think patience is better.
Let us wait until I finish school. You are not the only one. There are others who spoke
before you, and they have accepted patience.”

He said,

“Maybe they were able to do that, but I cannot, Ni’ima. I love you deeply. The only thing
I imagine in my heart is marrying you.”

She looked at him again. He had already begun entering her heart. The only problem was
that she did not know what to do with him or how to tell him to go to their house.

So she said,

“Please be patient, Ahmad.”

She quickly walked away and left him calling,

“Ni’ima! Please stop and listen.”

She passed two houses, and the third one was Inna Mairo’s house. She entered with a
greeting.

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Ni’ima Tells Baraka About Ahmad

Baraka, who was standing in the courtyard adjusting her veil, turned quickly with her
mouth open in surprise. They moved toward each other and hugged.

Baraka said,

“I was just about to come to your house now.”

“Really?”

“Wallahi, I was just taking permission from Inna. She has even given me Umma’s clothes.
Here they are.”

Mama said,

“I believe you. I was also sent because of the clothes. Where is Inna?”

“She is inside.”

They entered together and found Inna in the grinding area. Mama greeted her, and Inna
replied warmly.

Inna brought out Umma’s sewn clothes from a nylon bag. Mama lifted them and admired them,
saying the fabrics were beautiful.

After that, Baraka took her to her room. They both removed their veils and bags.

Mama fell on the mattress and said,

“I should have entered this house long ago, but a stranger in your area stopped me.”

Baraka asked,

“A stranger? Where?”

Mama said,

“He said this is Alhaji Lado’s house, the house of his grandmother. He told me his name
is Ahmad.”