Chapter 4

green color eyes ɗinta. “A wani class kike ?” Yanzu ma bata amsa shi ba, hakan yasa Abdul tunanin ko de bata jin hausa,sai de kuma farin fatarta baya kama da na larabawa, farace, fara kuma sosai, sai dai ba irin farin fatar larabawa da turawa ba. Kyan fuskarta, idanuwanta da kuma gashin kanta sune suke kama da na larabawan, idan zai iya sakata a jerin mutanen nigeria, sai dai a danganta ta da jinin shuwa arab. Mishal ta zuƙi taliyar indomien da ke bakinta,sannan ta ci gaba da kallonsa. “Can't you speak hausa ?” “Me kake buƙata ?” Ta tambaya da hausa tana kallonsa. “Ashe dai kina ji....” “Na ce me kake buƙata ?” Abdul ya ɗan shafa kansa sannan ya ce. “Idan ba zaki damu ba, shin zamu iya yin soyyaya” Sai ta yi murmushi, wanda ya bayyana ƙarafunan braces ɗin dake saman haƙwaranta, wanda Abdul ya ɗauke shi a matsayin amasar tambayarsa, sai shi ma ya yi murmushin. Mishal ta rufe flask ɗinta a karo na biyu, sannan ta miƙe ta zagayo ta ɓarin da Abdul yake. “Miƙe pls” Yana murmushi ya miƙe tsaye. Tashi ɗaya Abdul ya ga yanayin fuskarta ya sauya zuwa fushi mabayyani. Sannan ba ta yi wata-wata ba, ta ɗaga hannunta na dama ta ɗauke shi da maruka uku kyawawa. * Tsaye suke a office ɗin principal ita da Abdul ɗin da ta fasawa baki da marin da ta masa, bayan shi Abdul ɗin ya kawo ƙararta office ɗin principal ɗin. Principal ɗin nasu ya kalleta da kyau, bayan da Abdul ya gana tsara masa aabin da ya faru, kuma ko musu ba ta yi ba, ta amsa lefinta, shi a rayuwarsa bai taɓa ganin yarinya irin wannan Hafsat ɗin ba. Kullum cikin kawo ƙararta ake, ba ga malamai ba, ba ga ɗalibai ba, kuma shi yarasa yanda zai yi da yarinyar. Shi dai ba zai iya korarta daga makarantar ba, saboda tana da ƙoƙari, tana ɗaya daga cikin ɗaliban da suke alfahari da su a makarantar. “Hafsat, me yasa kika mare shi?” Mishal ta wani juya idonta a cikin office ɗin, sannan ta ɗan sosa hannunta. “Zuwa ya yi yace wai yana so na...” “Kuma da ga cewa yana sanki sai ki mareshi ?” “Ai dokar makaranta ya karya, shi yasa na mareshi, ya godewa Allah ma da ban karya masa hannu ba” Principal ya ci gaba da kallon yarinyar, ba wai da wasa take faɗar hakan ba, a bakin gaskiyarta take faɗin zata karya shin, dan ta karya ɗalibai biyu a makarantar, kuma tun daga junior ta fara makarantar, sannan tun da ga lokacin kullum sai an kawo ƙararta. Wani lokacin ma a ajinsu na koyon kung fu take dukan 'ya'yan mutane, hakan yasa shi da kansa yace ta fita da ga anjin koyon kung fu ɗin, amma yarinyar fir taƙi, kuma taƙi ɗaukar ko wani sport sai kung fu ɗin. “Ga wannan takardar, ki kaiwa yayanki” Hannu ta kai ta karɓi takardar, sannan ta sa kai ta fice, ba wannan ne karo na farko da suka taɓa bata takardar suka ce ta kai masa ba, dan idan da sabo ma yayan nata ya saba zuwa makarantar a kan matsalarta. A kusa da staffroom ɗin malamai mata ta ga wannan yarinyar....wannan yarinyar da ke tsananin bata tausayi. Sai kawai ta tsaya da tafiyar da take, ta nufi wurin yarinyar, dan tana so tai mata magana. “Sanu da aiki!” Yarinyar da ke sharar ta yi saurin ɗagowa ta kalleta, ita ma yarinyar ta gane Mishal ɗin, tana yawan ganinta a makarantar. “Menene sunan ki” Mishal ta tambaya fuskarta ɗauke da murmushi. Sai da yarinyar ta haɗiye wani abu, sannan ta amsa mata da. “Rabi'a” Mishal ta gyaɗa kanta. “Me yasa kike aikin shara a nan?...” Rabi ta gyara ruƙon tsintsiyar dake hannunta, to me yasa take mata waɗanan tambayoyin ?, amma kuma abun yaso ya bata mamaki, dan gaba ɗaya ɗaliban makarantar babu wanda ma yake kallonta da kima ko mutunci, kallon banza suke mata, ga wahalar da suke bata, wasu ma har tsokanarta suke. “Am....Imm...ummm” Ta kafa inda-inda, dan bata santa ba, batama san me za ta ce mata ba. “Is it personal issue?” Kuma tun kafin Mishal ɗin ta yi tunanin cewa ba lalle ace tana jin turanci ba Rabi ta amsa mata da sauri. “Yeah, it's personal” Mamaki ya kama Mishal, duk da dama yarinyar bata mata kama da irin villegers ɗin nan ba, ta fi kama da waɗanda ke cikin ƙuncin rayuwa, duk da ba a walaƙance take ba, amma kana ganinta zaka ga hakan, sai dai kuma yanayinta na wayyayun 'yan mata ne. Sai kawai ta gyaɗa kanta. “Gobe za ayi hutu, inaso ki min siffa, kin iya ?” Girar Rabi ta haɗe wuri guda alamun kokwanto. “Menene siffa ?” Mishal ta ɗan daki gaban goshinta. “Lalle nake nufi, kin iya?” Sai Rabi ta yi murmushi, a shekaru zata iya girmewa yarinyar, amma da alama yarinyar tana da kirki. “Na iya, kina so na miki ne?” Da sauri Mishal ta gyaɗa mata kai, kuma da gaske tana buƙatar amata siffar, dan sallar azumin ba a Abuja zasu yi ba, a mahaifarsu zasu yi, wato Maiduguri. “Wanne kike so, ɗan gam ko ɗan zane ?” “Ni dai baƙa nake so, kuma a hannu za ki min” Sai Rabi ta gyaɗa kanta. “A ina zan miki ?” Mishal ta juya tana kallon inda suke, to a ina da suka haɗu ?, a makaranta suka haɗu, to a ina zata mata da ya wuce makarantar ?. “A nan mana” Rabi ta zaro ido tana jinjina yarintar yarinyar. “Makaranta ce fa” “To sai me?, kin ga kawai zan sa a siyo min lallen, gobe zaki min, sunana Mishal” Rabi ta kuma gyaɗa kanta....kafin wata murya ta yi magan da ga ƙofar staffroom ɗin malamai mata. “Ke!, da kika tara wannan sharar a nan ub*nki ne zai kwashe!” Rabi ta zabura za ta koma ta ci gaba da sharar da take. “Kawai sai ki zagi ub*nta, me ta miki ?” Muryar Mishal ta katse mata hanzari, da sauri Rabi ta juyo ta kalli Mishal ɗin, wadda ta wani haɗe rai, tana kallon malamar. “Ke ba na ciki da rashin kunya, ki bar ganin sauran malamai su na ƙyaleki, wallahi ni ub*nki zan ci....” “Ahir ɗinki Abu, ub*ana ya fi ƙarfinki, wallahi ki fita sabgata, in ba haka ba yanzu zan nuna miki kalar nawa rashin hankalin, kuma ki musa ki gani” Mishal ta katseta tun kafin ta rufe bakinta, kuma cike da rashin kunya take maganar, tana yi tana nuna malamar da ɗan yatsa. “Bamu taɓa haɗuwa da ke ba ne, dan kina malamar art ba shi zai hana na bi ta kan mutuncinki da kika zubar na wuce ba, dan haka ki kula, kuma sharar ba zata kwashe ba, ki yi abinda kike ganin zaki iya....” TALLAH! 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