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Kyautar Allah Book One Complete Hausa Novel

In Safana Local Government Area of Katsina State, there was a moderately sized village made up mostly of mud houses.

However, one magnificent building stood out from all the others. It was a massive and beautifully constructed modern house. In fact, if you saw it, you could easily swear that it belonged in the middle of a major city.

There was no other house in the entire village that could compete with it in beauty or structure.

The entrance was protected by a huge, elegant gate, and above it, the words SAFANA HOUSE were boldly written in gold.

Several security guards dressed in military-style uniforms stood at the entrance.

The mansion had two floors, and in its spacious compound were five extremely expensive luxury cars. None of them could simply be described as ordinary million-naira cars; they were worth staggering amounts of money.

Inside the downstairs living room, an elderly woman sat on a soft luxurious sofa, surrounded by comfort and peace.

She was very fair-skinned, and anyone who looked at her could immediately tell that she was Fulani. Although age had caught up with her, it had not completely erased her beauty.

This was Hajiya Annah, a remarkable woman indeed.

Her grandson, Muhammadu Raslan, often teased her by saying, “Benu, you have not grown old. All you need is a fresh set of hair.”

Beside Annah lay a beautiful young girl with her head resting comfortably on the old woman’s lap.

Her eyes were closed, but her heart was filled with thoughts of her Abba. Even though he had only travelled the previous day, she already felt as if she had not seen him for an entire year.

Two fingers were inside her mouth as she sucked them peacefully, completely relaxed.

She wore a peach-coloured top and trousers, the type of comfortable outfit children wore while relaxing.

The clothes rested beautifully against her smooth chocolate-coloured skin, which seemed almost naturally radiant.

From her appearance, she could not have been more than twelve years old.

The furniture in the living room was exceptionally beautiful and carefully arranged. Describing every detail of the room would almost be a waste of time because everything in it spoke of wealth, elegance and excellent taste.

Photographs covered many parts of the walls.

Most of them featured the same young girl together with a handsome young man.

The young man was extremely fair-skinned, so fair that one might jokingly say blood would appear immediately if his skin were lightly touched.

He was handsome, dignified and carried himself with an impressive presence.

The girl beside him, however, had glowing chocolate skin.

In many of the pictures, they were laughing together, his hand holding hers affectionately.

She had visible gaps between some of her upper and lower teeth, yet somehow they only added to her unique beauty.

Her appearance was so striking that it could easily make someone lose track of their thoughts for a few seconds.

The young man had dimples on both cheeks and looked almost Arab in appearance.

Other photographs showed the girl at different stages of her life.

Some were taken when she was much younger, others when she was still a baby, while some showed her at her present age with two fingers still inside her mouth.

It was surprising to see a twelve-year-old still sucking her fingers, but strangely enough, the habit seemed to make her look even more adorable.

One particular photograph attracted the most attention.

In it, she was lying comfortably on the young man’s chest with her fingers inside her mouth.

Across the photograph, the words KYAUTAR ALLAH were written in large golden letters.

She wore a beautiful lace blouse and skirt in the picture.

They continued sitting comfortably as the cool air from the air conditioner filled the room.

The village had electricity largely because of Hajiya Aisha and her family. Through their influence and wealth, the surrounding villagers had also benefited from access to electricity.

Her children were all financially successful, especially Alhaji Umar Safana.

The Family of Aisha and Jibril

Allah blessed Aisha and Jibril with four children.

They were originally from Katsina and were full-blooded Fulani from an established family.

Jibril had been married to Shatu through an arranged family marriage.

At that time, Jibril’s family lived in the countryside, and like many traditional Fulani families, cattle rearing was their main occupation because cattle were regarded as one of the greatest forms of wealth.

Jibril’s father and Shatu’s father were close relatives, and that family relationship eventually led to the marriage between Jibril and Shatu.

Jibril was only fifteen years old, while Shatu was just seven.

At such a young age, neither of them truly understood marriage or where life would eventually take them. But as the years passed, they grew older and gradually understood the reality of married life.

Allah blessed Jibril and Shatu with four children: three boys and one girl.

Their daughter came last, long after the family had almost given up hope of having another child.

Shatu had already stopped expecting that she would ever have a daughter because people had even begun to believe that her childbearing years had ended.

Then Allah displayed His power and blessed her with a baby girl.

From that moment, Shatu poured an extraordinary amount of love upon the child.

Jibril loved her deeply as well.

Her grandparents were especially fond of the youngest child, Rukayyah, who was named after Jibril’s mother.

Because of how unexpectedly she came into their lives, she became known within the family as KYAUTAR ALLAH — The Gift of Allah.

Although the family lived in a village, Jibril refused to allow that to prevent his sons from receiving a good education.

They travelled into town for their schooling.

The eldest son was Harun, followed by Musa, and then Umar.

The boys were naturally intelligent and hardworking, and Allah blessed their efforts.

Umar studied business-related subjects, Harun studied accounting, while Musa studied political science.

The youngest child, Rukayyah — Kyautar Allah — also received a reasonable level of education.

Allah had blessed her with extraordinary beauty.

She was of average height and naturally attractive.

Even from the age of seven, marriage proposals had already started coming from men and their families.

But Shatu stood firmly against them.

She was determined that nobody would subject her beloved daughter to the same kind of early marriage she herself had experienced.

The Rise of Jibril’s Sons

As the boys grew older, each of them established himself in his chosen field, and Allah elevated them beyond what their education alone might have suggested.

However, the most successful among them was the third son, Alhaji Umar.

Allah blessed him with extraordinary wealth.

He became a highly successful businessman whose name was widely recognised not only across Nigeria but also in Niger and Ghana.

There were very few people in the business community who had not heard of Alhaji Umar Jibril Safana.

Alhaji Harun eventually married a Fulani woman, and they were blessed with one son, whom they named Jibril after Harun’s father.

Musa, meanwhile, became deeply involved in politics and eventually rose to become the governor of Kaduna State.

He had two wives.

One of them gave birth to three sons, while the other had no children.

Whenever Annah Shatu heard that another baby boy had been born in the family, her excitement quickly disappeared.

For some reason, she desperately wanted a granddaughter.

She was also troubled by the fact that her children did not seem to have many children of their own.

Annah was outspoken and could be extremely difficult with her daughters-in-law, especially when she disliked someone.

She also had a very unusual attitude toward grandchildren.

To her, her own children always came before their children. She loved her sons more than she loved her grandchildren.

Eventually, she began putting pressure on Umar to marry.

Her hope was that perhaps through him Allah would finally bless her with the granddaughter she had always desired.

After persistent pressure from his mother, Umar eventually married a Shuwa Arab woman he had met in Borno State during one of his business trips.

Her name was Zainab.

Zainab was calm, respectful and very beautiful.

Among the women in the family, few could compete with her physical beauty. She was extremely fair-skinned and elegant.

Unfortunately, Annah did not like her.

Much of that dislike came from the fact that Zainab knew how to take excellent care of her husband.

She was respectful, obedient and attentive toward Umar, qualities often associated with the traditional upbringing of Shuwa Arab women.

At this stage of the story, Kyautar Allah herself was not more than fifteen years old.

There was a fifteen-year age difference between her and the brother immediately before her.

The Birth of Raslan

Some time later, Zainab became pregnant.

From that moment, Annah suddenly began treating her more kindly and taking better care of her because she hoped Zainab would finally give birth to the granddaughter she wanted.

But when the day of delivery arrived, Zainab gave birth to a beautiful baby boy.

The child was named Muhammad after Annah’s father, although everyone called him Raslan.

Raslan received special treatment from Annah mainly because he carried her father’s name.

Even so, her constant prayer remained unchanged:

She wanted Allah to bless her with a granddaughter.

As time passed, each member of the family returned to the place where work and responsibilities had taken them.

Harun moved to Kano.

Musa remained in Kaduna.

As for the powerful businessman Alhaji Umar, he lived in Abuja together with his wife, Zainab.

Annah and Alhaji Jibril enjoyed the success of their children immensely.

Almost every year, they travelled for Hajj or Umrah.

In fact, they had visited the Sacred House of Allah so many times that they could hardly count the exact number of journeys they had made.