Yan Abuja Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel

Yan Abuja Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel continues with a powerful family scene filled with marriage discussions, pride, money, rivalry, and hidden emotions. In this English translation, Abbah tries to handle the marriage proposals of his daughters with wisdom, while Goggo Sarai focuses on wealth and status. At the same time, Juwairiyyah’s quiet life of faith and patience begins to reveal a deep love story connected to Jabeer.

Goggo Sarai Enters Mama’s Parlour

Juwairiyyah did not waste time delivering her father’s message to Goggo. After Goggo barely answered her, Juwairiyyah returned to their side of the house.

With pride and authority, Goggo Sarai entered Mama’s parlour. Her manner of entry made Abbah smile, even though his heart was burning because of the things she had been doing to him.

“Royalty indeed,” he said. “Come closer so we can finish what we need to do before I go out for prayer.”

She entered fully, breathing with pride, and sat on his right side. Mama Bilki was already seated on his left side.

In a heavy emotional state, Abbah opened his mouth and began speaking.

The Marriage Money

“First of all, I give thanks to Allah for bringing me to this day, a day I have long desired. Even though it came suddenly and not exactly in the way I wanted, Alhamdulillah.

Today, the suitors of these girls, Suwaiba, Saudat, and Salma, came. We received them peacefully and respectfully at Yaya Balarabe’s house. They handed over the marriage money of the girls to us.

For Suwaiba, the bride price I saw, together with the money meant for her marriage preparations, was four million and two hundred thousand naira.

For Saudat, it was two million and seven hundred thousand naira.

Honestly, I almost refused to accept it because the money was too much. It looked as if we were selling our daughters.”

Before he could continue, Goggo Sarai interrupted him in confusion and worry.

“Abban su, I hope you did not show us the bitterness of modern parents by asking them to reduce the money?”

Abbah Rebukes Goggo Sarai

Abbah looked at her angrily.

“Sarai, why do you have no manners? I was still speaking, and you interrupted me before I finished. And now you are accusing me of showing bitterness toward my own daughters?

Are you sure this life you have pushed these girls into will end well for you people?

You have destroyed the upbringing of my children. You do not respect me. You do not see me with honor or value. As for you, if something is not about money, you do not understand it.

I thank Allah that I have tried my best to hold my home together. But if it were left to you, Sarai, I know you could push my daughters into shameful ways just so they would bring you money.

Is Mama Bilki not enough example for you? She has only one daughter, yet she stood firmly to give that child Islamic education and Western education as much as she could.

But you, apart from Salma who completed Qur’an recitation, the other two girls cannot even open the Qur’an and recite properly. Even Salma only has that much.

I advise you to fear Allah over what you are doing. I am warning you about a day of crying, a day of regret, a day when you will say, ‘If only I had known.’”

Goggo Sarai Defends Herself

Quickly, she raised her hand toward him, twisting her face.

“No, no. Do not start saying that you will know in the future. Do not start wishing evil for me or speaking words that clearly show bitterness about this matter.

These daughters are mine. I am the one who carried them in pregnancy and gave birth to them. Was anyone with me when one of my legs was in this world and the other was almost in the grave? No one.

So they will marry only whoever I decide they should marry. I do not like pressure at all.

Now give us the money for the bridal preparations and the bride price. Islam does not allow anyone to touch the marriage wealth of girls except the girls themselves.”

Abbah sighed deeply.

“Hmm, Sarai. Of course, you alone carried them and gave birth to them. I had nothing to do with it, right? That is why you say they are your children alone.

Listen carefully. I will give you only the money for the marriage preparations. As for the remaining money, I will give it to you when the marriage is about to take place.

In your small mind, you think I will just carry all this huge amount and hand it to you at once? What if something happens and the marriage does not take place, may Allah forbid? Will you leave me with debt and trouble? That will not happen.”

Goggo Sarai jumped up angrily and began shouting as she pleased. She insisted that the money must be given to her.

Abbah stood, shook his clothes, and left the house.

At that moment, Mama Bilki prayed:

“May Allah place goodness and blessing in it. May Allah protect everything and grant them peaceful homes.”

Goggo Attacks Mama Bilki

Goggo Sarai shouted:

“Hah! So you are showing off righteousness to me, Balki? Your heart is full of bitterness, yet you are making sweet prayers like this. Anyway, those prayers did not truly come from your heart, otherwise I would have said amen.”

She hissed and left.

She entered her cooking area and began doing chores while grumbling like someone who had lost her senses.

Not long after, the girls returned from their wandering about under the name of Islamiyya. They found her still complaining loudly.

Saudat asked:

“Goggo, what is happening? Your voice can be heard all the way from the gate.”

Goggo replied angrily:

“Is it not your foolish father? They brought your marriage money, and he and Balarabe have kept it. But they will not show me power in this matter. They must bring all the money.”

Suwaiba Shows Goggo The Money

In a low voice, Suwaiba said:

“Goggo, calm down. Stand up and let us go inside. You will see.”

They entered the room. Suwaiba brought out a large amount of money from her bag and poured it on the bed.

Goggo stepped backward in shock, holding her chest and widening her eyes.

“Suwaiba, who gave you this much money?”

Suwaiba smiled proudly and said:

“Alhaji Salihu, the man with a belly full of naira. He said I should use it to add anything I want to my marriage preparations. He wanted to give it publicly during the bride price collection, but he realized people might say it was too much. He said no amount is too much if it means getting his honey girl.”

That was the sweet name he used to call her when they were secretly enjoying themselves.

Saudat laughed and said:

“Ah, so Adda Suwaiba, Alhaji has tasted honey today.”

They all laughed, including their mother.

The anger Goggo had been carrying disappeared immediately. She forgot the bitterness and joined them as they began discussing how things happened and what they planned to do next.

Juwairiyyah’s Early Morning Worship

The next morning, Juwairiyyah sat on her prayer mat before dawn, worshipping Allah like a mature woman.

Her mother had trained her to wake up during the night. Mama had taught her that whatever a servant wanted, they should ask Allah with sincerity and certainty that Allah would answer. If the request was good, Allah would surely grant it at the best time.

Mama also taught her that the time between three in the morning and dawn, or four in the morning until dawn, is one of the special times when Allah answers the prayers of His servants.

She had taught her that a believer should not spend the whole night sleeping from beginning to end without waking up for voluntary prayer, even if it was only two rak’ahs.

Human beings are the ones who need Allah. Allah does not need anyone.

It is part of complete faith for a person to keep asking Allah for the ability to meet Him in the night, even when the soul feels lazy. When Allah wills, He gives that person the strength to rise.

Juwairiyyah raised her hands toward the sky with humility before her Creator and prayed:

“O Allah, You are the One who knows what is inside my heart. O Allah, fulfill all my good needs. Make Yaya Jabeer the best choice for me in this world and in the Hereafter.”

This prayer drew attention.

Who was Yaya Jabeer?

She continued praying. She prayed for her parents, her relatives, and all Muslims.

After finishing, she began reciting the Qur’an with her sweet voice until the call to Fajr prayer was made. She prayed Fajr, continued with remembrance of Allah and recitation, and stayed like that until morning.

Juwairiyyah Dresses Beautifully

When the day had fully brightened, Juwairiyyah slept a little until eight o’clock. After waking, she helped her mother with chores.

When she finished cleaning the house, she entered the bathroom and bathed. For some reason, she felt like dressing beautifully that day. She was not someone who always dressed up heavily, but once in a while, she liked to look elegant.

After applying beautiful light makeup, she opened her box and brought out a long ankara dress. The dress was wide at the bottom and fitted neatly at the top, with long sleeves.

She turned the dress around, placed it against her body, and smiled before wearing it.

The dress looked beautiful on her because Juwairiyyah had a graceful figure.

She struggled to arrange her hair because it was very full and long. After finishing, she tied it beautifully and sprayed the perfume Mama had given her.

When she finished, she went to her mother, acting proud and playful, showing her that Allah had finally allowed her daughter to dress up.

She bent down to carry Ammar.

Mama teased her with the playful love of a mother and daughter who were very close.

“Ah, look at Juwairere, queen of women. Juwairere, her mother’s daughter, has dressed beautifully today. Or is my son-in-law coming?”

Juwairiyyah became shy and pampered.

“Haba, Mama. Which son-in-law? I only felt like dressing up today. And Mama, I told you I do not like this Juwairere name. My friends laugh at me whenever they hear you say it, especially Nafeesa.”

Mama laughed softly.

“Nafeesa is your younger sister. You are seven days older than her. If she teases you, just smile like a big sister because it is only childishness.”

They both burst into laughter. Their laughter was joyful and beautiful.

Goggo Sarai hissed loudly and continued her work. In her mind, Mama Bilki was only laughing to annoy her.

Jabeer Arrives

Without hearing any greeting, Juwairiyyah suddenly felt someone holding her nose.

The voice she had longed to hear, the voice she desired most, spoke:

“This laughter of yours and Mama’s will not allow you to hear anything, especially this Juwairere who opened that small mouth of hers and filled the house with noise. Her voice is like that of a canary bird.”

Juwairiyyah jumped happily when she saw him.

She held both his hands in hers and looked at his handsome face, which she had missed so much.

“Yayana, is it really you? I missed you so much, Yayana. When did you return?”

Mama laughed and said:

“Oh Juwairiyyah, he has not even sat down yet, and you have already filled him with excitement and questions. Let him sit and rest.”

He replied:

“Mama, leave her. I also missed my Juwairere greatly. I do not blame her for showing how happy she is to see me.”

Mama smiled and went to bring him water because they were used to struggling in that house, sometimes without even being given breakfast.

Jabeer pulled Juwairiyyah close and said:

“But Juwairere, you know I told you not to dress up too much, right? What if someone comes and sees my woman’s beauty? What if they send you out dressed like this and everyone looks at you?

Honestly, I do not like it. But anyway, now it is already over, because your groom has seen it, and he approves. Your dressing is one hundred percent beautiful.”

Juwairiyyah lowered her head. A deep joy entered her heart when she heard him call himself her groom. He was also gently rubbing her hand.

She pulled her hand away and shifted her sitting position, pushing her lips forward as if she was angry.

Mama returned with a cup of water and placed it before him, then sat down.

Jabeer said:

“Mama, see this little troublemaker pushing out her lips. There is surely something inside that mouth.”

Mama said playfully:

“I am not involved. I am staying aside. People should not enter between you two, or they will be embarrassed.”

Jabeer Comforts Juwairiyyah

Jabeer moved close to Juwairiyyah and raised her head gently. He looked at her beautiful face, a face he felt he could stare at for a whole year without getting tired.

“My Juwairere, what happened?”

With tears she had forced into her beautifully lined eyes, she said:

“You are also calling me Juwairere. I swear I do not like that name. You people have made Nafee tease me. Whenever she sees me now, she starts calling me Juwairere.”

As she finished speaking, a tear rolled down her cheek while her lips remained pushed forward.

Her childishness and pampered behavior made him laugh softly.

“Calm down, princess. I will not say it again, in sha Allah, until after we are married.”

She gave him a playful glare, feeling shy because of the word marriage.

Then she stood and ran out of the room into the compound, laughing.

Mama shook her head and said:

“By Allah, you two make me laugh. You know how to act childish too much.”

Jabeer Reveals His Intention

In a serious voice, Jabeer said:

“Mama, it is not childishness. I truly want to marry her. But only if Baba will give her to me.

Or is she also being taken to Abuja? I heard this house has now been renamed the house of ‘Yan Abuja’ because the girls want to marry in Abuja. They claim they are Abuja girls.

When I heard that, my mind became disturbed. I hoped Allah would not make my Juwairiyyah part of that madness. That is why I came, Mama. I came to openly declare my intention to marry Juwairiyyah.

I heard from our mother that marriage money has already been brought for those shameless girls.”

Mama sighed.

“Hmm. That is true, Jabeer. But you know I have nothing to do with this ‘Yan Abuja’ title, right?

Wherever Juwairiyyah’s husband is, I pray that he is a good man, a religious man, and a man who will take care of her with trust.

As for this Abuja talk, the girls in this house created it for themselves. They are the ones calling themselves Abuja girls and saying they will not marry anyone except someone from there.

If they say that and they agree to marry those people, that is their matter. I did not say it, and I have not given my daughter permission to call herself an Abuja girl.

If her marriage destiny is in Abuja, may Allah choose the best for her. If it is not there, then wherever it is, I only pray for blessing for her every day.”

Jabeer nodded.

“That is true, Mama. May Allah go before us.”

The Meaning Of Yan Abuja

The title Yan Abuja carried more than just the idea of marrying someone from the city. To the girls in the house, it meant status, pride, wealth, and a dream of being connected to powerful men.

They believed Abuja represented class and luxury.

They believed marrying an Abuja man would raise their value.

But beneath that dream was danger.

Marriage is not built only on money, city names, or social pride. It is built on faith, trust, character, responsibility, and the fear of Allah.

That was what Abbah understood.

That was what Mama Bilki prayed for.

And that was what Jabeer wanted to prove through his love for Juwairiyyah.

Juwairiyyah’s Difference

Juwairiyyah was different from the other girls in the house.

She was raised with humility, faith, and discipline. Her mother taught her the value of worship, prayer, modesty, education, patience, and good character.

She was not perfect, but her heart was soft.

She woke in the night to pray.

She recited Qur’an beautifully.

She respected her mother.

She carried herself with shyness and dignity.

And inside her heart, she carried a quiet prayer for Jabeer.

While others chased the title of Abuja, Juwairiyyah sought what Allah had written for her.

Conclusion

Yan Abuja Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel opens a strong family drama around marriage, money, pride, and destiny.

Abbah worries that his daughters are being pushed toward marriages influenced by wealth and status. Goggo Sarai focuses on money and control. Suwaiba and Saudat celebrate the wealth of their suitors. Meanwhile, Mama Bilki stands apart with patience, prayer, and a better vision for her daughter.

Juwairiyyah represents humility and faith in a house full of noise and competition. Her quiet love for Jabeer is revealed through her night prayer, and Jabeer also comes forward with a sincere intention to marry her.

But with the house already caught in the dream of becoming Yan Abuja, the question remains:

Will Juwairiyyah be allowed to follow the path of faith and sincere love?

Or will the pride of Abuja and the pressure of family status stand between her and Jabeer?