A Dalilin Matar Uba Book One Complete Hausa Novel
A Dalilin Matar Uba Book One Complete Hausa Novel is an emotional Hausa story about family, marriage, children, jealousy, love, and the hidden struggles that can begin because of a father’s wife. This English translation presents the story in a clean and readable format for Hausa novel lovers.
A Dalilin Matar Uba Book One Complete Hausa Novel English Translation
“Mummy… Mummy, look at Zee-Zee. She is following me. Please tell her to stop following me.”
With a graceful and elegant walk, Hajiya Halima came down from upstairs. She wore a wide smile on her face as she walked into the sitting room and sat on one of the beautiful chairs in the parlor.
As soon as she sat down, Abba, whose real name was Usman, ran to her and hugged her tightly.
“Hajiya, look at her,” he complained.
Hajiya quickly scolded him.
“Come on, sweetheart. I have told you several times to stop running around like this, but you never listen, do you?”
Zee, who was hiding nearby, heard their mother scolding him, so she stopped and did not enter the sitting room. She only kept peeping at her brother and teasing him from where she stood.
At first, their mother did not notice what Zee was doing, but after a while, she saw her peeping and called her.
Zee walked slowly and shyly toward their mother, then sat down in front of her. Both children lowered their heads as if they were not the same ones who had been running around the house.
Hajiya Halima looked at her children with happiness and gratitude to Allah for blessing her with children who loved each other. Then she opened her mouth and said,
“What did I tell you? Did I not tell you to stop this running around? What if one of you falls down?”
A woman sitting nearby said, “Aww, Hajiya, you should have allowed them to play. If they do not play with each other, who will they play with? There is no one else in the house except the two of them. Just leave them to enjoy themselves. One day, they will stop doing this.”
Hajiya Halima replied, “Uhum, you know how children are. You have to keep correcting them. If not, they will grow up stubborn. Especially Zee, she is the older one, yet she is the one who usually starts teasing him.”
Abba lowered his voice and said, “No, Mum, we will not do it again. We were only exercising, right, sweet sister?”
Zee nodded her head in agreement.
Hajiya Halima said, “Fine, I have heard you. But stop it. I do not like it.”
They both answered together, “Okay, Mum.”
The Beginning of the Story
Alhaji Abdullahi was from Kaduna. He was a powerful politician and one of those men who knew almost everything going in and out of government. He traveled from place to place, and it was through Allah’s will that he met his first wife, Hajiya Sa’adatu.
Their marriage was built on love and peace. They lived together quietly for ten years without having children. Alhaji Abdullahi loved children deeply, so the matter troubled him. They went to the hospital, but the doctors confirmed that neither of them had a problem. It was simply not yet time.
Suddenly, Allah destined that he would marry another wife.
Hajiya Sa’adatu felt great sadness when he married again. In her mind, she thought he would turn his back on her. But to her surprise, the opposite happened. The woman he married did not disrespect her at all. She gave her the respect she deserved, and that helped Hajiya Sa’adatu calm down a little.
One day, about a year after Alhaji married his second wife, Allah blessed them with their first child, a girl.
Alhaji was extremely happy. Everyone could see his joy. From that moment, he poured a great amount of love into his beloved daughter, Zee. She looked very much like her mother, and they were Fulani from Gombe.
Everything continued normally. There was no serious jealousy or bitterness in the home. Seven years after Zee was born, Allah blessed them again with a boy named Usman, also called Abba.
From then on, Alhaji became completely attached to his children. He never wanted anything to touch or hurt them. Even their own mother could only say she gave birth to them, because their food, clothing, and needs were mostly handled by Alhaji himself.
To him, they were his happiness. He had always loved children, and now Allah had finally blessed him with them.
Hajiya Sa’adatu’s Sadness
Hajiya Sa’adatu became deeply troubled. The whole world seemed heavy on her heart.
One day, she was sitting in her room with her hand under her chin, lost in thought. Alhaji entered and looked at her.
“My Hajiya, what is happening? I have noticed that you have changed these past few days.”
Hajiya Sa’adatu replied, “How can I not change? I still have not given birth, and the matter is disturbing me.”
Alhaji smiled and said, “Calm your mind. You will give birth. We are only waiting for the right time. Let us keep praying. I also want to see you with your own child, my senior wife. What I want from you now is to lie down and sleep.”
She said, “Okay. Good night.”
He waited until he gently convinced her to lie down. After that, he went to perform ablution, prayed, and stood in supplication, asking Allah to protect his family.
Author’s Note
A Dalilin Matar Uba
Story written by Ummiey Xeey Abakson.
This short story was written in October 2017 and dedicated to Mariam Tijjani Adam.
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The next morning, Alhaji Abdullahi and his family were sitting at the dining table having breakfast when his phone began to ring.
He checked the screen and saw that it was one of his friends from work calling. He picked up the call. After they finished speaking, he looked at his wives and said,
“There is an emergency. I have to travel, and it looks like it may take some time before I return. Please discuss it now. Who should I travel with?”
Hajiya Sa’adatu’s face changed slightly. In her mind, she thought Alhaji would say that he wanted to travel with Hajiya Halima. But she decided to wait and hear what would be said.
Zee’s mother was the first to speak, and she did so with a cheerful face.
“Alhaji, you should go with the senior wife. As for me, I do not think I can travel because the children are going to school. If I leave, I will only leave trouble for her, because the children will disturb her and make her talk too much. Another time, God willing, I will go.”
Alhaji Abdullahi looked at Hajiya Halima with admiration. Her humility always pleased him greatly. She was easygoing and did not take worldly things too seriously.
He said, “Thank you. May Allah bless you.”
She replied, “Ameen.”
Then he turned to Hajiya Sa’adatu and said, “Go inside and prepare. Our flight will leave by 12 p.m.”
Hajiya Sa’adatu became so excited that she could not even answer him properly. She entered her room and called her close friend, telling her that she and Alhaji would leave Nigeria later that day and would spend almost two weeks abroad.
Her friend smiled widely and said, “What Allah has not forbidden, no servant can stop. If you had already given birth and gathered children around you, you would not be the one going with him now.”
Hajiya Sa’adatu frowned a little and said, “Uhm, you know I love children so much. Now, if Alhaji dies, all his inheritance will go to them.”
Her friend replied, “Do not worry. We will know what to do. You too will give birth.”
After that, they ended the call. Her friend prayed for her and said, “May Allah take you safely. Enjoy yourselves, and may we also receive gifts from there.”
Hajiya Sa’adatu only replied, “Ameen.”
The Journey to England
Around 11 a.m., Alhaji and Hajiya Sa’adatu came out, ready to leave for the airport. The driver arrived and picked them up. Zee, Abba, and their mother also joined them to escort them.
Zee and Abba kept crying, saying they wanted to follow their father. But there was no way they could go. He kept comforting them until they finally calmed down. He promised to bring them many gifts, and only then did they reduce their crying.
They waited until they saw Alhaji and Hajiya Sa’adatu depart before the driver returned them home.
When they got back and saw that their father was no longer with them, they began crying again, telling their mother that they missed their dad. She had to try very hard before they finally became quiet.
Around 4 p.m., Alhaji and Hajiya Sa’adatu arrived in England. Each of them was given a separate section because everyone had traveled with his own wife.
After they rested and ate, Hajiya Sa’adatu told Alhaji that she was missing home, especially XeeXee. She said she suddenly felt a strong love for the girl and asked whether he could allow the child to stay with her.
Alhaji said, “That is not a problem. When we return home, she can move into your room. That way, each of you will have one child. Thank you. May Allah bless you, and may Allah also give you your own.”
She answered, “Ameen.”
XeeXee and Isma’il
XeeXee was playing with her younger brother in the compound of their house. She wore a shirt and trousers. Her hair was packed, though covered with a cap, but the cap did not completely hide it.
Just by looking at them, one could tell that comfort and good living had settled on their bodies. Even their skin had a special glow.
While they were playing, one of XeeXee’s classmates, Isma’il, entered the compound. From his appearance, anyone could tell he was from a comfortable home. He was fair, not heavily built, and had beautiful eyes.
Isma’il was XeeXee’s classmate, though he was older than her. He was about nineteen years old, while Xee was only fifteen.
She ran toward him as if she wanted to hug him, but then she remembered herself and stopped.
Isma’il only stood there looking at her. Then he opened his mouth and said,
“Hmm, do you never listen? When will you become serious?”
Her younger brother, Abba, only laughed at her and said, “That is my sweet sister.”
Abba was only eight years old. He did not understand much about what was happening. He only laughed because he saw Isma’il acting like an elder.
Isma’il said, “I came so you can give me the assignment they gave you. You know I did not come to school on Friday, and tomorrow is Monday.”
She said, “Oh, that is true. Let us go in. When you enter, you can greet Mummy. She is inside.”
He said, “Okay.”
They walked into the sitting room and met Mummy watching television. Isma’il greeted her, and she asked about his mother. He said she was at home.
She said, “Greet her for me.”
He replied, “Okay.”
ZeeZee came out with her school bag, brought out the book, and handed it to him.
“Here it is. I have not done mine either, please do it for both of us.”
Mummy asked, “What is going on? They gave you an assignment and you did not tell me?”
ZeeZee softened her eyes and said, “I am sorry, Mummy. I forgot.”
Mummy said, “Be sorry for yourself. You are always playing. How can you forget something as simple as an assignment? May Allah guide you.”
She answered, “Ameen.”
Isma’il collected the book. Mummy told him again to greet his mother, and he said, “Okay, Hajiya.”
ZeeZee went out to escort him.
He looked at her carefully and said, “Why are you like this? Look at you. Do you not feel shy? Look at the way you are dressed. Come on, this is not suitable for your age.”
XeeXee looked at him and said, “What is wrong with my dress? You like watching people too much. Should I report you to the ustaz? Everything someone does is never right in your eyes. Anyway, bye. We will meet tomorrow at school.”
She turned and went back inside.
Isma’il shook his head and said, “Truly, the sense of a woman and the sense of a man are not the same.”
Then he left and returned to their house.
About A Dalilin Matar Uba Book One Complete Hausa Novel
A Dalilin Matar Uba Book One Complete Hausa Novel continues with the story of Alhaji Abdullahi’s family, the love between his children, the emotional pain of Hajiya Sa’adatu, and the complicated feelings that begin to grow in the household.
This opening part of A Dalilin Matar Uba Book One Complete Hausa Novel introduces a family filled with love, hidden jealousy, longing for children, and the beginning of events that may change everyone’s life.