About Zulfa Book One

Zulfa Book One Complete Hausa Novels opens in a beautiful and luxurious
location decorated with grass carpet, colorful flowers, a cool breeze, and a sea-blue
swimming pool. The story introduces a young Nigerian woman who appears to be highly
talented, respected, and wanted by powerful business people.

Zulynah is not only beautiful, but also professionally gifted. A foreign company wants
her to create an architectural drawing plan for a famous mall in Mumbai, offering her
a huge amount of money. However, the meeting also brings her face to face with a man
from her past.

Zulfa Book One English Translation

I saw a very beautiful place. The whole ground was covered with green grass carpet, and
a cool breeze kept blowing gently. Beautiful flowers were arranged in rows according
to their colors. On another side of the place, there was a swimming pool. It was not
very deep, and its color was sea blue.

Then I saw a white man wearing a black suit with a white shirt inside. He passed by,
and I followed him with my eyes. I saw him speaking to someone, though I could not hear
what they were saying. After that, he turned back toward the place he had come from.

Thirty Minutes Later

I saw a woman whom I strongly believed was Nigerian passing by. Quietly, I followed her
from behind.

“Oh Allah, my daughter, they have been waiting for you for a long time. Yet you sat
there like a queen. You know I told you I do not like disrespect. If you will not do
the work they brought for you, then tell them. After all, you are not the only person
who can do what they want. Just because Allah has blessed you with popularity does not
mean you should behave anyhow. As for me, I will go back. I cannot continue staying
with you like this.”

The woman said this to a young girl who could not be more than seventeen years old. Her
voice was full of anger.

The girl began crying and said,

“Oh Allah, Ummata, please forgive me. Do not leave me. Wallahi, I will not behave like
that again.”

There was nothing she hated more in life than seeing this woman angry.

The woman softened her voice and said,

“Enough. You do not need to cry. Let us go. You will take a bath, then you will go and
dismiss them properly.”

Only then did I look at them properly. The woman was very fair, like a Fulani woman.
She looked no older than forty-seven, and her body showed that comfort and good living
had settled on her.

The young girl, however, was beautifully shaped. Everything about her body was perfectly
arranged. She wore a small half vest and tight shorts that almost reached her knees.
She was not fair-skinned; she had the kind of deep dark beauty people call black beauty.

Her eyes were large and calm. Her mouth was small, and one could almost swear that a
big candy would not fit inside it. Her nose was sharp and straight like a pen. Soft hair
rested on her forehead, and even the sideburns beside her face suited her beautifully.
Her hair was long, reaching down her back.

Her lips were pink in the middle, with a dark line around them. In short, the girl was
more beautiful than words could fully describe. There was nothing many light-skinned
girls could show her except fairness.

I saw them head toward another path. When they reached the door, it opened by itself.

8:00 a.m.

The low voices I heard made me move closer to the door where the sound was coming from.
I stopped there and looked around carefully.

The place was extremely beautiful. Everything was white and gold. There was a long table
surrounded by chairs like those found in a conference room. In front of each chair was
a tea cup and a sandwich, which I assumed was breakfast.

There was not even one Black person in the room. Everyone there was white, except for
one man who immediately caught my attention. He looked different from the rest because
he resembled a pure Arab. His appearance and composure were unlike the others.

A white man entered the room, cleared his throat, and said,

“Excuse me, everyone!”

The room became completely quiet. Then he continued,

“Miss is on her way here.”

After saying that, he turned away. A woman dressed similarly to him entered, though she
wore a skirt. She came in with a trolley. Immediately, she began clearing the tea cups
and sandwich plates from the table. Some had been finished, while others were only
half-eaten.

She cleaned the table carefully and professionally. When she finished, she left the room.

Then came the sound of heels clicking against the floor.

Everyone turned toward the direction of the sound, except the Arab-looking man, because
his back was facing the door.

He closed his eyes when her perfume reached him. Slowly, he opened them. But before he
fully opened his eyes, she had already passed behind him.

She was wearing a long peach-colored dress with a flared bottom. She also tied a turban
on her head. Slowly and gracefully, she walked until she reached her seat.

“Good morning, Miss,” they all said together when she sat down.

Everyone greeted her except the Arab-looking man.

One white man began speaking in English.

“Miss, my name is Maxwell Ernest, and I am the MD of our company. We brought you a
project, and we know you are the only one who can do it exactly the way we want.”

He picked up a remote control and pressed it. Immediately, a large photo appeared.

She did nothing except follow his words while sipping from her drink.

Maxwell continued,

“This is the Mumbai Phoenix Mall. We want the exact drawing plan of this mall. Here is
a flash drive. Inside it is the complete view of Phoenix Mall. You can also go to Mumbai
and see it yourself because, as they say, experience is the best teacher.”

He added,

“Your fee will be two million dollars, which is equivalent to about seven hundred and
twenty million naira in Nigerian currency. I hope that is okay with you. All you need
to do is sign here to show your approval.”

After explaining, he pushed a file toward her.

She only looked at the file and turned her face away. Everyone fixed their eyes on her.
The room became so silent that the only sound one could hear was the air conditioner.

She felt someone staring at her because, since she entered the room, she had sensed it.
She turned her gaze toward the person looking at her.

Their eyes suddenly met, and both of them were thrown into a strange emotional state.

He was the first to look away because he knew that even if they stayed like that for a
whole year, she would not be the one to lower her eyes. He also did not want her to waste
their time.

In a calm, soft voice, she said,

“I will go through it later.”

“It is okay, Miss,” Mr. Maxwell, who represented the company, replied.

He stretched out his hand for a handshake. Without objecting, she gave him her hand.
The others also shook her hand one after another before leaving.

Even now, the Arab-looking man’s eyes remained on her, and he had no plan to stand from
where he was seated.

Another white man entered. From his dressing, I believed he was also a worker. He took
the file they had left behind and walked out with it.

Calmly, she stood up and was about to leave.

Just as she reached where the man was sitting, he said,

“Zulynah!”

She stopped immediately because that name touched her deeply whenever he called her by it.

“Zulynah, are you angry with me?” he asked in a trembling voice.

He spoke like someone about to cry. The way he pronounced his words showed that Arabic
was deeply rooted in his tongue.

“Zulynah, please say something to me, even if it will only ease the pain in my heart.”

“Ya Mou…” she said.

Then she fell into his arms.

He held her tightly, almost crushing her in his embrace, and released a deep sigh.

“You were the one who left without even saying goodbye,” she said, breaking into tears.

Zulfa Book One Novel Details

• Novel Title: Zulfa Book One Complete Hausa Novels
• Category: Complete Hausa Novels
• Language: English Translation
• Main Character: Zulynah
• Other Characters: Ummata, Ya Mou, Mr. Maxwell Ernest, company representatives
• Main Themes: Talent, wealth, ambition, family pressure, love, reunion, emotional pain, and destiny
• Setting: A luxury estate, conference room, and international business environment

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Why You Should Read Zulfa Book One Complete Hausa Novels

Zulfa Book One Complete Hausa Novels is perfect for readers who enjoy
modern Hausa romance, rich lifestyle drama, emotional reunions, and stories about
talented women making their mark in powerful spaces.

Zulynah’s character is interesting because she is young, beautiful, gifted, and respected
by international clients. Yet her heart still carries emotions from the past, especially
when she meets Ya Mou again.

Frequently Asked Questions About Zulfa Book One Complete Hausa Novels

What is Zulfa Book One Complete Hausa Novels about?

Zulfa Book One Complete Hausa Novels is about Zulynah, a gifted young
Nigerian woman who receives a major international project while facing emotional tension
from her past.

Who is Zulynah in Zulfa Book One?

Zulynah is the main character of the story. She is young, beautiful, talented, and
professionally respected by international clients.

What project is offered to Zulynah?

Zulynah is offered a project to create the exact drawing plan of Mumbai Phoenix Mall,
with a fee of two million dollars.

Who is Ya Mou in Zulfa Book One?

Ya Mou is the Arab-looking man who recognizes Zulynah in the conference room. His
emotional reaction shows that they share a deep past.

Why does Zulynah cry at the end of the opening scene?

Zulynah cries because she meets Ya Mou again and remembers that he left without saying
goodbye.

Is this an English translation of Zulfa Book One?

Yes. This post provides an English translation of
Zulfa Book One Complete Hausa Novels while keeping the original title
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