Kangin Rayuwa Book One Complete Hausa Novel
Kangin Rayuwa Book One Complete Hausa Novel continues the dramatic story of Khairat, a proud and powerful young woman whose sharp tongue creates conflict wherever she goes. This part reveals her clash with Umar Faruk, her painful home life, her illness, and the struggle between pride, poverty, family, and forgiveness.
Kangin Rayuwa Book One Complete Hausa Novel English Translation
In anger, Umar Faruk said, “Nothing is alright. That disrespectful girl is only trying to provoke me because she knows this place belongs to her father. From the first day I saw that girl, I knew nothing good would come out of this place.”
His friend smiled and asked, “Faruk, what exactly happened?”
Faruk replied, “What happened? I left the place for her. From here, I am going home because I cannot work under that girl.”
His friend quickly held his hand as he was about to hang his bag on his shoulder.
“What did you say? Faruk, are you in your right mind? Do you know what you are about to do?”
He continued, “Let me tell you the mistake you are about to make. We spent four years looking for work without finding any. Before we got this job, we suffered badly. Apart from that, Faruk, why did you not think of the people who eat and drink because of you? Have you forgotten the responsibilities on your shoulders?”
He added, “This job you are about to throw away, many people are praying for it. Hundreds of people would love to sit on the chair you are leaving. So think carefully before making a decision.”
He left him standing there, thinking about what he had said.
When Faruk realized that he had no better option than to remain, he dropped his bag weakly and returned to the showroom.
Faruk Returns to the Office
Slowly, he opened the door. By then, Khairat had finished discussing with the visitors. She looked at him with surprise, wondering what had brought him back.
She shook hands with her visitors, and they left.
After watching him for a while, he still could not say anything. She picked up her phone, while Habiba followed her with her bag, and they left the place.
They entered the lift. As Habiba was about to close it, Faruk forced himself inside.
When Khairat saw that, she stepped out angrily and headed toward the staircase. She began going down quickly.
Faruk also came out in a hurry and ran after her. He stopped in front of her and said,
“Please, I want us to talk. For Allah’s sake, listen to me.”
She ignored him and kept going down.
When they reached the middle of the company, he blocked her again and said,
“Please listen to me. I want to apologize…”
Before he could finish, a slap landed on his cheek.
He froze, holding his cheek and staring at her. She too stared at him, while everyone around them watched in shock.
Before anyone could stop what was happening, Faruk slapped her back, harder than the one she had given him.
The Public Confrontation
Khairat held her cheek with her mouth open, staring at him in shock. She could not move from where she stood.
Faruk then spoke angrily.
“By Allah, you are not above me to raise your hand and slap me. For what reason? Just because we are under you?”
He picked up his belongings and left the company completely.
Khairat left the place in anger too, with a kind of rage she could not describe. She drove very fast, not caring whether anything happened to her.
When she got home, she did not even close the car properly. She ran straight into the house.
Near the entrance, she bumped into someone. They stared at each other. When she realized who had held her, she pulled herself away and pushed him back.
He only smiled at her.
In anger, looking for someone to pour her frustration on, she said,
“What is this? Are you mad? Did you not see me before bumping into me and touching me? Listen, by Allah, today, no matter who supports you in this town, you must leave this house because it does not belong to your father.”
Her words hurt him, but he controlled himself and replied, “You did not bring me here, and you cannot send me away unless I decide to leave.”
She asked mockingly, “Is it because your father built the house?”
In anger, he grabbed her hand as if he wanted to pull her close and said,
“Why do you have no sense? Why do you say anything that enters your mouth? You know my father is not poor, so do not try to insult me with the kind of poverty insults you throw at others.”
She pulled her hand away and pushed him with all her strength.
“Nonsense. What wealth does your father have that you are talking about? Listen, today, you must leave this house. You cannot stay here bringing women into our house after drinking.”
Mamie Intervenes
They heard Mamie’s voice.
“Khairat, has your disrespect reached this level? What kind of girl are you, one who does not respect those older than her? Why have you chosen this hard life for yourself, a life that will take you nowhere as a woman?”
Khairat entered the parlor fully and looked at her mother.
“I am the one who should ask you that question. Why did you marry a man you knew did not have good character? And do not ever tell me again that I lack respect. Even if I do, then I inherited it.”
Before her mother could speak, Khairat continued,
“Listen, by Allah, this boy must leave this house today. If not, I will make Papa behave badly in this house. And if Papa cannot do it because he fears you, then I will do it myself, and you will all be shocked.”
In anger, she passed by her mother and went to her room, leaving them there.
Mamie quickly wiped the tears that had started coming from her eyes. She looked at Mujahhid and forced a smile.
“You heard her, my son. Please be patient, for Allah’s sake…”
He interrupted her and moved closer quickly.
“Do not worry, Mamie. It is nothing, by Allah. I will leave. But I am thinking about you and how you will continue living alone in this house.”
She looked at him and said, “No, do not worry about me. I am used to it. I will continue staying like this until Khairat gets married. Her marriage is the only thing keeping me in this house.”
He said, “Alright, Mamie. I will leave. Let me go and pack my things.”
Khairat Breaks Down
When Khairat entered her room, she threw her bag aside and went to her dressing table. She swept everything on it to the floor.
Her anger was deep, and she wanted to do something even more painful than what had been done to her.
Slowly, she began sliding down against the wall until she reached the floor. Then she burst into heavy tears.
She stayed there crying for a long time until a maid opened the room to enter.
Khairat shouted, “Get out and leave me alone. I do not want to see anyone.”
Then the unwanted happened. Because of the intensity of her distress and crying, her chest began to hurt severely. Her head also started aching terribly, the kind of pain that made her wish for death.
Feeling this, she crawled and opened her safe to take her medicine. Her vision was blurry. She searched but did not find water in the room.
With great effort, she stood and tried to reach the door so she could get water. But before she got there, she fell to the ground, barely breathing.
Her hands were on her head because of the sharp pain. After that, she no longer knew what happened.
Papa Returns Home
Around 4:30 p.m., Papa entered the house.
Mamie was sitting on a chair, worried and thinking about Khairat’s condition. Without greeting, Papa sat beside her and said,
“Welcome home.”
Weakly, Mamie replied, “Welcome back.”
He removed his cap and asked, “Has Khairat not returned?”
She sighed and said, “She returned less than an hour after she left. She is in her room.”
He asked, “Is she sleeping?”
Softly, Mamie said, “Honestly, I do not know. She came in angry. She even had an issue with Mujahhid, which made him return home. Since she entered her room, she has not come out. The maid went to check on her, but Khairat sent her away.”
When she became silent, he looked at her and asked, “I am listening. What happened next?”
“Nothing. She is still inside.”
He stood up, shaking his head.
“I do not know why you show this girl such lack of care, as if she is not the daughter you gave birth to. If you were not the one who gave birth to her, I would say you do not love her. You know better than anyone that no matter how much Khairat sleeps, she cannot sleep this long. Yet you could not check her condition.”
He opened the door and rushed inside.
Immediately, he shouted, “Oh my God! Khairat! Khairat!”
He turned to Mamie, who had just entered, and said angrily,
“You see? Do you see what you have caused us? Why do you show this girl such carelessness? Look at what your negligence nearly brought upon us.”
Mamie, not yet knowing what had happened, also replied angrily,
“What is the use of the care I keep showing her? Even you, who keep caring for her, she does not respect you. So what about me?”
Before she could finish, he shouted at her,
“Keep quiet! Will you hold her for me, or do you want her to die?”
She held Khairat’s legs while he carried the upper part of her body. They brought her out.
When the house workers saw them carrying Khairat, they began asking what had happened. They followed behind them until the driver opened the car door. They laid her in the back seat, entered the car, and left the house.
The workers were worried about her sickness, but deep inside, they knew they would at least get a little rest for some time.
Faruk at Home
Faruk was sitting on a mat with his friend Ishaq. Beside them was an elderly, dignified woman sitting on a low chair. Their father stood before them, scolding Faruk about the job he had left.
Angrily, Baba said, “If you had sense, would you get angry over such a small matter and leave your work? So you think you have a strong temper?”
He continued, “Listen to me. By Allah, if you allow this job to slip away from you, you will regret it. You know better than anyone that you are almost half of the strength of this house. If you say you have stopped working, then your elder brother will have to carry your burden too?”
Faruk raised his head and said, “Baba, it was not a small matter. She slapped me in the face. By Allah, even if…”
Baba shouted at him, “She slapped you, so what? If you did not slap her back, would you die? And from the beginning, you were the one who caused everything.”
Then he said, “Listen to me carefully. Stand up now. Ishaq will go with you. Go and meet her and apologize. Do not allow yourself to lose this job. If you make that mistake, then know this: by Allah, you will stop eating food in this house since you think you are a king of anger. You think you are Umar Faruk, right?”
Faruk raised his head again and said, “Baba, are you saying I should go and…”
Baba replied, “Exactly. That is what I mean. You must go and apologize to her. If not, any step I take against you will be something you bought with your own money.”
Then his mother said, “What is wrong with Umar Faruk too? You are talking about marriage, yet you are trying to leave the job that is your support.”
Baba added, “Tell him. Since I can see he has no sense, only anger leading him.”
Ishaq said, “Look, there is no need to worry. Stand up now. Let us return to the workplace and meet the manager. Insha Allah, he will help us, just as he helped us get this job in the first place.”
Faruk released a heavy sigh, then looked at Baba and said,
“Please forgive me, Baba. Insha Allah, I will go and apologize to her as you have said.”
His mother prayed for him and wished him success. Baba also repeated that he must apologize properly until she forgave him.
So Faruk and Ishaq left with the intention of going to the company to meet the manager.
The Manager’s Warning
They met the manager, and Ishaq explained everything that had happened. The manager was very surprised because he had not known the full story.
He became worried and warned Faruk seriously not to approach Khairat directly. He told him to wait for the decision her father would take against him, or the decision she herself would take.
He had no doubt that they would react strongly. His only concern was how Faruk’s father had taken the matter very seriously.
Seeing that Faruk said nothing, the manager said,
“Honestly, Umar Faruk, I will not allow myself to lose my own job because of you. Please understand. The help I could give you, I have already given it. The only advice I can give you now is this: if she returns to take revenge, humble yourself. Show her that you regret what happened and that you only slapped her because you did not know who she was.”
He continued, “If you are lucky, she may forgive you. But honestly, I do not think she will. By Allah, that girl’s disrespect has reached its peak. She does not look at anyone with respect. There is no pity or mercy in her heart. Since the day her father handed this factory over to her, I told all of you that we must be patient with her because her harshness is too much.”
Weakly, Umar Faruk said, “I will try and see. Let me go to her office.”
About Kangin Rayuwa Book One Complete Hausa Novel
Kangin Rayuwa Book One Complete Hausa Novel continues with the clash between Khairat and Umar Faruk after their public confrontation at the company. Khairat’s pride and emotional pain push her into anger, while Faruk’s poverty and family responsibilities force him to think carefully before throwing away his job.
This part of Kangin Rayuwa Book One Complete Hausa Novel also reveals Khairat’s serious illness, her broken relationship with her mother, her father’s overprotective love, and the emotional burden inside a wealthy but troubled home.