Kida A Ruwa Book Two Complete Hausa Novel
Kida A Ruwa Book Two Complete Hausa Novel continues three years after Zak-Shadow’s arrest. His family is still wounded by injustice, Imran is also imprisoned, and Mammah’s household struggles to accept destiny while trying to keep life moving through pain, marriage, tears, and prayer.
Kida A Ruwa Book Two Complete Hausa Novel English Translation
It had been three years and some months since Zak-Shadow was arrested.
Many things had happened, both painful things and a few good things in some ways. But the painful events outweighed the good ones so much that even the eyes could no longer see the pleasant parts.
Trying to describe the kind of distress Mammah and the others entered at that time would only be a waste of words.
There was no kind of movement or effort Imran did not make, but they were denied even the chance to see Zak-Shadow for many months.
Later, Imran himself was arrested too.
The Case Against Zak-Shadow and Imran
At first, many senior military officers stood firmly on the case, hoping that things would be corrected and that Zak-Shadow and Imran would be released.
But later, they began withdrawing one after another, leaving only General Yusuf to continue the struggle.
Deep in his heart, General Yusuf loved Zak-Shadow and Imran with one pure love.
Because of the pressure from the Chief of Army Staff, preparations began to take the case to court.
At that time, Zak-Shadow had spent nine months in detention, and up to that point, no one had ever been allowed to see him except those guarding him and the COAS himself.
Because the matter was part of a deep plan whose roots no one could trace, judgment was passed at the first court sitting.
Haysam Abdul-Rasheed Shehu Kobi was sentenced to twenty-five years in prison.
Imran Abbas was sentenced to five years.
Ya Rabbi.
This matter did not shake only Mammah’s family and Imran’s household. It shook the entire country.
Immediately, patriotic youths and some organizations began peaceful protests, saying they did not accept the judgment passed on Zak-Shadow and Imran.
The protest almost turned into chaos later, and the chaos was caused by none other than the dark group that realized people were beginning to challenge their victory.
Strict security measures were put in place, forcing the youths to return home. The matter then moved mainly to the media, where people continued to argue, pray to Allah for help, and warn politicians about the next election.
Anyone with wisdom who looked at what happened carefully knew that the judgment was purely political.
Mammah’s Illness
As for Mammah’s side, there was no need for many words.
This time, despite all her endurance and ability to hide pain, she became seriously ill.
She stayed sick for almost two months before Allah restored her health.
But by then, high blood pressure had already affected her.
The same was true for his younger siblings, who were the most distressed of all.
It got to the point where Ma’aruff and the others said they were canceling their marriages, which were already close.
But Mammah refused.
She said she did not agree and would never accept that.
So, once she recovered, wedding preparations continued.
Their building had already been brought back into the family compound by Imran even before his arrest. After he was arrested, Uncle Nasiru took over the work, and the construction continued based on Mammah’s advice.
One week after Mammah returned from the hospital, and exactly two weeks after judgment was passed on Dada and the others, the weddings of Ma’aruff and Ja’afar were held.
But the wedding had no excitement.
The marriage contracts were simply conducted, and the brides were moved into their homes.
Apart from children like Nimrah, who still had their little excitement, everyone else was only forcing strength.
Still, the event was completed peacefully.
The Quiet Wedding Night
Because there was no big gathering, the house was quiet and calm.
Only Gwaggo Khadijah and a few people from Kano had come.
After Isha prayer, the brides were taken to their sections. Since they had arrived, they had been kept in Mammah’s section until the wedding activities ended that day.
When it reached ten o’clock at night and there was still no sign of Ma’aruff or Ja’afar, Mammah called Bilal and asked about them.
He answered, “Mammah, they are in their room. And it looks like they have no intention of going to their sections. Even bathing and changing clothes, I barely managed to make them do it.”
Mammah smiled and shook her head slightly while hiding her pain.
“Give them the phone.”
Bilal answered, “Okay,” and headed toward Yaya Ma’aruff’s room, which was beside the room he shared with Ammar.
He knocked, and after they gave him permission, he entered with greetings.
Mammah, who was listening, said, “Put the phone on speaker.”
Bilal did as she instructed and told her he had done it.
She went straight to the point.
“Ma’aruff! Ja’afar!”
They both answered at the same time because they were sitting together on the edge of the bed.
Mammah said, “Do you think what you are about to do is right? Do not forget that they now have rights over you. If you neglect even one right, Allah will ask you about it.”
She continued, “What you are doing will not bring Imran and Muhammad back to us. Why can we not accept destiny and be patient? Prayer is the cure for everything. So I am ordering you to stand up and go. Bilal and Ammar should escort you. We will talk in the morning.”
Ma’aruff’s eyes had already turned red. In a choked voice, he said, “But Mammah…”
She interrupted him.
“I do not want to hear anything. Stand up and go. Bilal, you and Ammar should escort them.”
Bilal replied, “Alright, Mammah,” while wiping the tears gathering in his eyes.
Ja’afar was also crying.
Ma’aruff turned his face aside and wiped his own tears too.
Nothing was biting their hearts except the memory of how they had planned for this day with excitement, expecting Dada and Yaya Imran to be present.
But today, everything had happened without them.
They were alive, in the same town, yet destiny had placed a wall between them.
They had no choice but to obey Mammah’s order.
They had already bathed and dressed in matching nightwear, so they did not need any other clothes.
Ammar, whose health had not fully recovered since the judgment against Dada and the others, barely managed to follow them because of Mammah’s instruction.
Ma’aruff and Lailah
Ma’aruff was the elder one, so they went to his section first.
The sitting room of his section was beautifully arranged with fine household items. The air carried the scent of new furniture, perfume, and fresh paint.
At the door of the bedroom where he was sure Lailah was waiting, he knocked.
He did not wait for her response before opening the door slightly and peeping in.
He saw her on the large bed prepared for her and released a quiet breath.
Then he opened the door fully and entered with greetings.
Whether she answered or not, he did not bother much.
He turned and looked at Ja’afar and the others standing behind him.
He signaled for them to come in.
They also entered with greetings, and he answered them.
Ma’aruff sat on the edge of the bed beside her, while the others sat on the sofa in the room.
Although they were older than Lailah, she was like a younger sister to them. She and Imran shared the same father and mother, and she was even the lastborn of their family.
But that day, they greeted her for the first time as their elder brother’s wife.
Quickly, she shook her head and wiped her tears without opening her face.
The same pain that lived in their hearts also lived in hers.
With a trembling voice, she greeted them, but instead of answering their own greetings formally, she said directly, “Yaya, I miss you all.”
They answered her with care.
Ja’afar gave her a short advice and prayed for her.
Bilal also advised her briefly.
As for Ammar, he could not say much. He only made dua and prayed for peace in their marriage.
In less than ten minutes, they finished and left for Ja’afar’s section.
Ja’afar and Shariffat
In Ja’afar’s section, he led them directly to Shariffat’s bedroom.
Her furniture was also like Lailah’s, except that each bride’s room had been arranged in the color she loved.
The scent of perfume rose in the room just as it did in Lailah’s section.
They found Shariffat lying down.
Only after Ja’afar greeted did she sit up, her face covered with a wrapper.
After they sat, she began greeting them.
They answered her with kindness.
This time, Bilal was the one who advised her, while Ammar made dua.
They did not spend more than ten minutes there either before they said goodbye and left.
Tears Behind Closed Doors
As if planned, the moment Ja’afar and the others left Ma’aruff’s section, Lailah released the tears she had been holding back.
The same thing happened when Bilal and the others left Shariffat’s room. She also burst into tears.
To all of them, this marriage had become like a wound placed on top of the pain of their three families.
But there was nothing they could do against destiny.
Ma’aruff swallowed the heavy lump that had formed in his throat.
Then he moved closer to Lailah, pulled her gently into his arms for the first time in their lives, and hugged her.
She cried even harder against him.
He smiled painfully.
Then he began speaking in a voice filled with bitterness, though the tone carried gentleness and comfort.
“Today is supposed to be a day of joy and deep history for us. It is a day our parents longed for, and we also waited for it. But now it has come without those we see as our second parents beside us.”
He continued, “Lailaty, destiny has not been fair to us. Why did it hide them from us at the time we needed them most?”
Lailah replied through tears, “Because of the plotting and oppression of cruel people, Yaya Man. And we will not forgive them.”
Ma’aruff said, “Truly, we will not forgive them, Lailaty. We will continue crying to Allah and reporting them to Him because they have hurt us.”
The tears he had been holding began rolling down and falling onto her shoulder.
Quickly, she raised her head and looked at him for the first time.
He turned his face aside and smiled.
“I am not crying. Something only entered my eye.”
Her henna-decorated hand, which she and Shariffat had only accepted with difficulty, rose to touch his handsome face.
His face resembled Ja’afar’s greatly, because their resemblance made many people believe they were twins.
She brought her face closer to confirm what she had seen.
But when their eyes met, he raised one eyebrow slightly, trying to distract her from what she had noticed.
The closeness between them made her attempt to move back, but he quickly held her and stopped her.
When she tried to hide her face against his shoulder, he gently held her face with both hands and stopped her again.
Unexpectedly, she felt his lips touch hers.
Her body trembled in confusion because it was not something she had expected from him.
At first, she tried to move away, but slowly she calmed down as he held her gently.
He kissed her with care, making her understand that this day truly marked the beginning of their life as husband and wife.
Only after that did he stop.
Shyness made her fold herself against him, unable to sit up properly.
He only smiled while rubbing her back gently.
If not for Allah reducing the sweetness of the moment with grief, this day had been one he and Ja’afar had planned for deeply.
But destiny had refused to allow things to be as they wanted.
So all that remained was to do what was right, fulfill rights, and rely on the mercy of Allah, the One who softens the hearts of His servants by His power.
About Kida A Ruwa Book Two Complete Hausa Novel
Kida A Ruwa Book Two Complete Hausa Novel reveals the heavy aftermath of Zak-Shadow’s arrest and the political judgment that sends him to prison for twenty-five years while Imran receives five years. The pain shakes not only their families but the whole country, leading to protests, media outrage, and prayers for justice.
This part of Kida A Ruwa Book Two Complete Hausa Novel also focuses on Mammah’s household, where sorrow surrounds the weddings of Ma’aruff, Ja’afar, Lailah, and Shariffat. Through tears, forced courage, and gentle marital beginnings, the story shows how family, patience, love, injustice, and destiny collide in painful silence.