Tawa Ta Sameni Book One Complete Hausa Novel

The next morning, as I was lying down, Aunty Yagana came in, looked at me, and said, “Get up, Iman, and take a bath so you can feel a bit refreshed.”

I said, “For God’s sake, Aunty, how can I get this henna to fade off? I hate it.”

She replied, “It won’t fade off. Besides, you are a bride, how can you just wipe off your henna?”

I quickly sat up and asked, “Has Adams returned? Did he say he is going to marry me?”

Aunty said, “Personally, I don’t know. Your father and Alhaji said the wedding preparations should continue without delay. However, I suspect it is not going to be with Adams.”

At that, I lay back down and burst into a fresh wave of crying, wailing, “MY TRAGEDY HAS BEFALLEN ME! I, Iman, am getting married without even knowing my husband? I am ruined!” Aunty Yagana kept pleading with me and comforting me.

As it turned out, what actually happened was that a witch doctor had cast a spell, setting a jinn upon Adams to warp his mind. Therefore, when they received the news that the wedding plans with Adams had fallen apart, they were filled with joy and happiness. Even Aunty Mimi was overjoyed, because she had always maintained that she didn’t want me to marry Adams so that we wouldn’t end up as friends. According to her, if I married her husband’s friend, it would be a step down for her (Hahaha, indeed, kudos to you, Mimi!). She felt that since she married a wealthy man, it was unacceptable for me to marry a wealthy man as well.

Sitting in front of the witch doctor were Hajiya Yaya and Hajiya Laure, expressing their joy and gratitude. The witch doctor interrupted them, asking, “Well, now do you know who she is going to marry instead?”

Hajiya Yaya quickly replied, “Whoever she ends up marrying, may Allah forgive you, O wise witch doctor, let her go ahead and marry him! As long as she is separated from my son’s friend, that is all that matters. I didn’t want her anywhere near anyone close to my son, let alone my son himself.” She continued, “Therefore, since all of us…”

Hajiya Laure finished the sentence, saying, “…are affected by this.” They gave him money and promised that if any other problem arose, they would come back to see him.

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Today was Friday, and it was the day of the wedding reception. I said to Aunty Yagana, “But I don’t even know who the husband is!”

Aunty Yagana said, “Just go, so that people don’t find out what is actually happening, since not everyone knows. Set your mind at ease. Your father gave Alhaji the authority to find you a husband within the three remaining days, and he has found you a truly wonderful husband. Just accept that this is how Allah has decreed it.”

Weeping, I asked, “Aunty, who is he?”

She replied, “Even I don’t know, because not even your mother knows who he is. However, she said she knows Alhaji wouldn’t make a bad choice for you, which is why you heard me call him a truly wonderful husband.”

Helplessly, I watched as she got me ready. They dressed me up in Dubai lace and gold jewelry. I said, “Aunty, these clothes belong to Adams, please take them off me.”

She said, “No, they don’t belong to him. You are a pampered child; these are part of the clothes your father brought back for you from Dubai. Furthermore, your mother and Alhaji bought you gold jewelry, and Adams left his bridal trunks for you anyway. So, when you get to the groom’s house, you can dress up as much as you like.”

I wiped the tears from my eyes. Anty Saudatu handed me the makeup, and I did another round of makeup.

We arrived at the reception venue, and the place was beautifully decorated. The crowd was immense, which completely surprised me. My friends and I took our places at the high table. “Shalele” (the favorite) danced energetically. Mami, Amira, and the rest of my friends really showed up for me, making a lot of noise and celebrating. I received a shower of money sprayed on me by relatives and extended family; Kabir sprayed me the most, to the point where I wondered in my heart, “Could it be Kabir that I have been matched with?”

Our older brother was the one who surprised me. Despite how close we used to be, he didn’t even show up to catch a glimpse of my wedding, even though I had danced at his own. I hissed; it didn’t matter, such is life.