Akan Social Media Book One Complete Hausa Novel
At around two o’clock that afternoon, she was sitting on a chair with her phone in her hand.
She was browsing through a group called “Girke-Girke da Kwalliya”—Cooking and Beauty.
At that moment, someone had posted tips about how a woman could take proper care of her body, use different pleasant fragrances, and learn various cooking techniques.
Salma Welcomes Her Husband Home
The sound of a greeting made her raise her eyes and look towards the person who had entered.
The moment she saw him, she adjusted the way she was sitting, switched off her mobile data and gave him her full attention.
She said warmly:
“Welcome, my husband, my pride. If one hour passes without seeing you, it feels as though many long years have passed.”
He smiled gently at her and replied:
“My wife, my other half. Always remember that you are the owner of my heart, and I am proud of you at all times.”
She smiled at him.
Then she said:
“Let me bring your food.”
She stood up and went into the kitchen.
Her Husband Checks the Social Media Group
While she was away, he picked up her phone and opened her WhatsApp.
He began looking through it.
At that exact moment, she returned and placed his food on the carpet.
She opened the food container and began serving him rice tuwo with vegetable soup.
Looking through the phone, he asked:
“So this is where you people learn cooking and beauty tips?”
She smiled and replied:
“You have only seen a little. These groups are very useful, and each one has its own benefit.”
“Have you forgotten that I told you we even have another group called ‘Matambayi Baya Bata’?”
“Honestly, they share meaningful information there. The way the group is organised is almost like attending a school.”
He winked at her and said:
“Kai, Salma! I truly thank Allah for giving me a good wife. Now just give me food so I can eat and take my bath, because after this I won’t be going out again until tomorrow morning.”
Salma smiled and replied:
“Yes sir, consider it done.”
A Peaceful Marriage Built on Mutual Respect
Life in this household was peaceful, comfortable and filled with happiness.
They had no serious problems between them because each of them sincerely respected the rights and responsibilities they owed to the other.
Fadila and Zaid
At exactly nine o’clock that night, Fadila was sitting in her living room watching television.
Suddenly, she felt someone embrace her tightly from behind.
In a soft voice, she said:
“Come on, Zaid, please. What is this?”
Zaid smiled and replied:
“Fadila, please, didn’t we marry each other because of love?”
“Look at us. Today makes exactly one year since we got married, yet you still cannot completely relax around me.”
“You always treat me as though I am some kind of stranger.”
Her expression softened slightly.
She replied:
“Um… wallahi, Zaid, it is not like that. I just haven’t been feeling well.”
Zaid Becomes Concerned About Fadila
Zaid quickly moved around and stood in front of her.
He asked:
“Fadila, what is wrong with you? Sorry, okay? Come on, let’s go so you can lie down. Your body even feels warm.”
Fadila picked up her phone.
Zaid held her hand and led her into the bedroom.
He gently laid her on the bed and covered her with a blanket.
Then he switched off the bedroom light and left the room.
Adnan Calls Fadila Again
Zaid had not been gone for more than ten minutes when Fadila suddenly got up and switched the bedroom light back on.
Adnan was calling her.
She closed and locked the bedroom door.
Then she answered the video call and sat down on the bed.
She looked at him while he looked back at her.
Adnan was the first to speak.
“Fadila! My One, talk to me, please.”
She looked at him and said:
“Adnan, please, for Allah’s sake, leave my life and let me be. I am a married woman now.”
Fadila Begs Adnan to Leave Her Alone
Adnan smiled.
He said:
“Fadila, of course I know you are married. But you also know that I love you very much.”
“Please stop saying things like this. Right now, I just want you to blow me a kiss.”
Fadila looked at him again while tears continued running down her face.
She pleaded:
“Adnan, please. For Allah’s sake, leave me alone.”
His expression immediately changed, showing concern.
He said:
“Baby, please stop crying. Whenever you cry, it feels as though my own blood is flowing out of me.”
“Please, look at me. Come here, let me hug you.”
Adnan’s Words Pull Fadila Back Into the Same Mistake
Adnan continued speaking to Fadila in an emotional and persuasive manner.
His words gradually weakened her resolve.
Eventually, she found herself falling back into the same behaviour she had been desperately trying to stop.