About Aljanar Gidanmu Book One

Aljanar Gidanmu Book One Complete Hausa Novel is an emotional Hausa family
drama about poverty, kindness, arrogance, family cruelty, and a mysterious situation inside
a rich household.

The story introduces Amra, a helpless girl struggling to save her sick mother. Her poverty
exposes her to humiliation from people who see her as dirty and worthless. Yet, in that same
moment, she meets Auta, a kind-hearted girl from a rich family who treats her with love and
compassion.

The story then moves into Auta’s family house, where wealth does not mean peace. Fadila’s
cruelty, Daddy’s careless attitude, and the strange fear surrounding Auta create suspense
and prepare readers for a deeper family mystery.

Aljanar Gidanmu Book One English Translation

Amra Cries Beside The Road

She stood by the side of a major road, crying bitterly. Beside her lay an old woman,
shivering with cold. Her mouth trembled, and her lips pressed together because of how
violently her body was shaking.

The young girl turned as if she wanted to speak, but she stopped. Her attention shifted
to a car she was trying to call down. She stood blinking, waiting to see who would come
out of the vehicle.

A big white car parked near her. The driver opened the door and came out with anger
written across his face. As soon as he reached her, he slapped her hard and added another
slap on the other cheek.

He shouted:

“Who told you to stand on the road? Someone is talking to you, and you stand there staring
with those big eyes like a witch. Behave yourself. Do you want to ruin my name in this
town and make me end my life in prison?”

The girl said nothing. Her eyes filled with tears. The slaps hurt her deeply, and tears
began to flow down her body. Quickly, she lowered her head, wiped the tears, and closed
her eyes.

After some time, she raised her head to speak, but then she saw someone trying to open the
back door of the car. She became silent and watched.

Auta Meets Amra

A wealthy-looking man came out with a young girl of about thirteen years old. The girl was
holding a small teddy bear.

Her eyes fell on the poor girl who had just been slapped. Quickly, she released her
father’s hand and went to stand before the girl.

Gently, she touched the side of the girl’s face where the driver’s finger marks were still
visible.

She said softly:

“Be patient. I will repay him for the slap he gave you, okay? What is your name?”

The girl sighed, opened her eyes, and said:

“Thank you. My name is Amra.”

The young girl smiled and held Amra’s hand. Amra’s hand was rough, dirty, and stained,
but the girl did not feel disgusted. She kept holding and rubbing it gently.

She said:

“Your name is beautiful. My name is Afra, but they call me Auta because I am the last-born
in our house.”

Before Auta could finish speaking, her father reached them and pulled her hand away from
Amra’s.

He said:

“Auta, why do you never listen? Is this dirty girl the one you are touching? Can you not
see how filthy she is? Look at her. She even smells.”

Amra Begs For Help

Amra turned her face aside, then knelt before him.

“Sir, please help us. Look at my mother lying there. She is sick. We have nowhere to
sleep and hardly find food to eat. Please help me take her to the hospital.”

She held his feet as she pleaded.

Immediately, he struck her away. She fell backward.

He said:

“Poor girl, you want to touch my body? Do I look like miserable people like you? I will
not help you. Did someone tell you I get money for free so I can be helping everyone as
if I do not know my own pain?”

Then he turned to Auta and said:

“You, get inside. Let us go home.”

Auta stood with her mouth open, staring at her father.

She cried:

“Daddy, for Allah’s sake, help her. Look at how her mother is shivering. Haba Daddy, why
will you not help her? Why are you even beating her? Leave me. Let me help her stand, then
we can go.”

Daddy dragged her, but Auta resisted and kept saying she would not leave until she helped
Amra up. Angrily, Daddy lifted her and placed her inside the car.

Auta Gives Amra Food And Money

Quickly, Auta opened her schoolbag and brought out three packs of biscuits and some money.

She looked at Daddy and said:

“Then at least let me give her this since you will not help her.”

Daddy held his head and said nothing.

Seeing that he did not stop her, Auta opened the car door and ran back to where she had
left Amra. By then, Amra had already stood beside her mother, crying bitterly.

“Amra!”

Auta called her name loudly because Amra’s mind was not on her.

Amra turned and looked at Auta without answering.

Auta smiled and stretched out what she was holding.

“Be patient over what they did to you, Amra. Allah will reward you. Take this and eat.
Use this money to take your mother to the hospital.”

Amra also smiled weakly and collected the items.

“Thank you, Auta. You are kind. I will never forget you in my life.”

Auta nodded. Then she removed the beautiful ring on her finger and looked at Amra.

“Give me your hand so I can put this ring on you. I want you to become my friend.”

Without hesitation, Amra stretched out her hand. Small rashes had appeared on her fingers,
some already watery, and flies were moving around them.

With pity, Auta looked at the hand and said:

“Hold it first. Do not wear it yet. Since I can see rashes on your hand, buy medicine and
use it. When they heal, I will ask the driver to bring me here so I can see you.”

Amra nodded with tears.

“Thank you, my friend.”

“It is nothing,” Auta said.

She stood, waved goodbye, and returned to the car. The driver drove away.

Amra Tries To Take Her Mother For Treatment

Amra watched them leave before standing with difficulty, holding her waist because it
hurt badly.

“Wash, Inna, maybe my hip bone is broken.”

She said this while opening the biscuit pack.

Inna raised her head and began sympathizing with her. Amra helped her stand and supported
her on her shoulder.

She stopped a tricycle and asked the rider to take them to the nearest clinic.

The tricycle rider looked at Amra and covered his nose. He hissed and asked how he could
carry her when she smelled, saying she would ruin his business and that there were already
two people in the tricycle.

Amra began crying. She knelt and pleaded:

“Please help us. Take us. Look at my mother, she is sick. I want to buy medicine for us.
Whatever amount you want, I will pay. I have money.”

He gave her a harsh look and drove away.

Amra cried seriously while holding Inna. They almost kept falling. Only after she was
tired of standing did she find someone who agreed to carry them to a clinic.

Auta Returns Home Angry

Since they left the roadside, Auta kept her face squeezed, pouting angrily. Daddy did not
care. Instead, he scolded her for giving Amra her biscuits.

When they arrived home, Auta ran out of the car and entered the house crying.

She ran into Fadila and her two friends. They were well dressed, raising their heads with
pride.

Fadila said:

“You, ugly bag, where are you coming from now?”

Auta stopped crying briefly