Yarima Abdulmaleek Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel
Yarima Abdulmaleek Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel begins with the painful life of Zainab, an orphan girl facing hardship, insult, and injustice in the hands of people who should have protected her. At the same time, Prince Abdulmaleek, a quiet and powerful young man from a royal background, travels to Kano without knowing that destiny is about to connect his heart with a girl whose past is wrapped in mystery.
This English translation follows Zainab’s suffering, Inna’s protection, Bilki’s cruelty, Prince Abdulmaleek’s unexpected encounter, and the hidden questions surrounding Zainab’s parents, Umar and Khadija.
Zainab Is Treated Harshly
Bilki rushed out angrily when she saw what had happened. She turned to Zainab with a burning face and shouted:
“You wicked girl! Because of your bad character, you have broken my bucket completely. By Allah, you will pay for it. You witch, useless girl.”
She dragged Zainab inside while Zainab kept begging her for forgiveness.
But Bilki was too angry to listen. She slapped Zainab with such force that the poor girl fell to her knees in pain.
That was the moment Inna entered.
Inna rushed forward and lifted Zainab, who was crying. Her face had turned red from the slap.
Inna looked at Bilki with the kind of look that said, “One day, you will regret this.”
Then she spoke with pain in her voice.
“Bilki, by Allah, you have no manners. How many times have I warned you to stop laying your hands on this girl? Being an orphan does not mean someone is mad or worthless.
Do you know the kind of trouble you are bringing upon yourself? Do you know the punishment of someone who oppresses an orphan?
Why do you not think at all?
I fear for the day you will cry with your own eyes. Zainab is not a girl to be humiliated. Whatever happens to you later, blame yourself. I have warned you.”
Bilki Insults Inna
Bilki looked Inna up and down while she spoke. Then she replied with contempt:
“Listen to this woman and her hypocrisy. What is your business in this matter? But it is not your fault. It seems hunger is disturbing you. There is bran over there. When you finish eating it, go and drink water, you hypocritical old woman.”
After saying this, Bilki walked back inside.
Inna and Zainab watched her silently. Inna was already used to Bilki’s disrespect, because it had not started that day.
She held Zainab’s hand and said:
“Let us go to my room, Zainaba. Go and rest. Be patient. Everything passes. May Allah have mercy on Umar and Khadija.”
“Ameen,” Zainab said sadly.
No matter how painful life became, she always felt a little better whenever Inna was at home.
Prince Abdulmaleek Prepares For Kano
That same day, Prince Abdulmaleek was preparing to travel to Kano to visit his grandmother.
He sat in the sitting room with his mother. She looked at him with admiration and said:
“My baby, you are truly handsome, like an Arab man. Are you ready now?”
He nodded.
She continued:
“May Allah protect you for me, baby. I feel in my heart that your visit to Ammi will bring goodness. It is as if you will meet something there that will bring happiness into your life and become a shield for you.”
He stared at her after listening to her words. Then he smiled, and the dimples on his cheeks appeared beautifully.
But he did not say anything.
His mother stood and held his hand. She walked him outside to the car before returning inside.
Yarima Arrives In Kano
When Abdulmaleek parked his car in the compound, Mustapha was standing near the entrance of the sitting room. He looked at the car, wondering who was inside.
Before Mustapha could finish his surprise, Abdulmaleek stepped out, adjusting the watch on his wrist.
He had come alone because he was the kind of man who did not like unnecessary stress from guards, servants, or drivers. Wherever he wanted to go, he preferred going by himself.
Mustapha looked up, and their eyes met.
He shouted happily and rushed to hug him.
“My friend! It is you? I was hoping to see you soon. I really missed you. When was the last time we met? Almost two years ago.”
Abdulmaleek smiled and looked at him.
“Sorry. I am here today. Let us go inside. I am tired and want to rest.”
They entered the house.
A fair-skinned woman raised her head and looked at them.
“I already suspected it was you when I heard Mustapha shouting ‘my friend.’ I said to myself, only you can come and make him act this way.”
She finished with a smile.
Abdulmaleek hugged her warmly.
In his life, he loved Ammi deeply.
Mustapha laughed and said:
“Abdulmaleek, you have still not dropped this habit of yours? So hugging is still your way of greeting?”
Abdulmaleek looked at Ammi as if asking her to answer him.
Mustapha continued:
“Do not come here and drag my old woman into your matter. You left your own mother there resting, and now you want to disturb mine.”
Abdulmaleek glared at him before standing.
“Let us go. I am tired and want to rest. I do not have time for you.”
They left together while Mustapha told Ammi that he would allow Abdulmaleek to rest a little.
Zainab And Bilki
Zainab was sitting in the compound, preparing tiger nut drink, when Bilki came out of the room.
“Zainab, what are you doing here?”
Zainab raised her head.
“I am preparing tiger nut drink.”
Bilki gave her money.
“Go and buy soup ingredients for me before I start beating you.”
“Okay,” Zainab said as she collected the money, wore her hijab, and left the house.
Soon after, Aliya entered and said:
“Ah, Bilki, so you have started making tiger nut drink too? Truly, enjoyment has increased.”
She sat on the chair Zainab had left.
Bilki replied:
“No, it is not mine. It belongs to Zainab. She wants to take it to school.”
Aliya twisted her mouth.
“That is why this girl has become disrespectful to you. So she found comfort here, and you are serving her?”
Bilki wanted to answer, but Zainab returned, so she kept quiet.
Zainab dropped the soup ingredients, picked up her bag, and left the house.
At the end of the street, she met Hindu standing with someone. Zainab did not even look at them. She stopped a tricycle and entered.
Yarima Goes To The School
Abdulmaleek and Mustapha came out ready to leave. Mustapha was taking him to the school because Mustapha was a lecturer there.
Ammi looked at Abdulmaleek jokingly and said:
“What is a soldier going to do at school? Do not go and frighten the students.”
He smiled and asked:
“Can people know a soldier even when he is not in uniform?”
Mustapha laughed.
“Of course. Especially because you do not smile.”
Abdulmaleek stood.
“Fine. Let us go, since I did not bring you here.”
They left and drove straight to the school.
Mustapha tried to persuade him to come to his office, but Abdulmaleek refused. He told Mustapha to leave him there and that he would come if he needed anything.
Mustapha became annoyed and wanted to talk, but Abdulmaleek simply said:
“Sorry.”
Mustapha hissed.
“No, your sorry is useless. Foolish man.”
He walked away, while Abdulmaleek stood by the car, speaking to his mother on the phone.
Yarima Sees Zainab
Suddenly, a voice reached his ears.
“Zainab, by Allah, stop and give me my thing. If I catch you, you will see.”
For a reason he did not understand, his heart pushed him to look in that direction.
His eyes landed on Zainab.
She was standing and laughing, holding a paper in her hand and looking at it as if she was reading.
Abdulmaleek stared at her with a strange kind of surprise. He did not even realize how deeply he was looking.
The other girl ran toward Zainab to catch her, and they both ran into a corner.
Abdulmaleek held his chest and closed his eyes.
Mustapha came and touched him.
“My friend, what is wrong? What happened?”
Abdulmaleek said nothing.
Instead, he entered the car.
Mustapha became confused, but he also entered.
Just as he was about to start the car, he asked:
“Abdulmaleek, please, what is wrong with you? You have completely changed. We did not come here like this. Did you see something?”
Abdulmaleek gave him a terrible glare without saying a word.
Mustapha left him alone because he knew he would not get an answer.
Even when they returned home, Abdulmaleek could not find peace. Whenever he closed his eyes, he saw the girl laughing. He could not even eat properly until night.
Bashir Wants To Marry Zainab
Five days later, it was the weekend.
Zainab was sitting in the room when she heard Bashir’s voice entering the house.
“My beloved, where are you? I brought fruits for you.”
Bilki rushed out of the room so quickly that she almost stumbled. She collected the bag from him and said:
“What kind of useless person are you? You should not bring it to her. You should bring it to me because I am the mother of the bride.”
In the voice of someone affected by bad habits, Bashir said:
“Honestly, you always collect money from me, yet you refuse to tell me when the wedding will happen.”
Bilki sat down and began peeling a banana.
“Calm down. It is close. Just continue bringing money. Your marriage with Zainab is as good as done.”
Hindu entered at that moment and added:
“Exactly. We will celebrate. We will sew matching clothes. We are preparing to enjoy the orphan’s wedding.”
The bride, they mocked, would be dressed in cheap clothing and slippers.
They all burst into laughter.
Zainab, who had been listening, shook her head and sought refuge from their evil.
Yarima Returns To Abuja
On Monday, Mustapha had already finished preparing, but Abdulmaleek was still lying down, watching him.
Mustapha turned to him and asked:
“Are you really okay, or have spirits touched you? You have completely changed. Stand up and get ready. Follow me to school.”
Abdulmaleek stood, took his towel, and said:
“Go. I am not coming. I am going home.”
Mustapha opened his eyes wide.
“You? The same person who said you would stay for three weeks? Now after one week, you want to leave?”
Abdulmaleek entered the bathroom and said:
“Yes. If you want to stop me, then try.”
Mustapha laughed.
“Me? Never. Greet my aunty for me.”
He left.
Within ten minutes, Abdulmaleek finished preparing. He said goodbye to Ammi briefly and started his journey back to Abuja.
Yaha’s Jealousy
When Abdulmaleek arrived home, he found even the king there, as if they wanted to pull him back inside with love and attention.
Yaha felt something block her throat. She could barely swallow as she watched everyone showing concern and excitement around him.
She left the place as if she was flying. When she entered her section, she began pacing up and down. She bit her finger so many times that it began to bleed, yet she did not notice because of the pain in her heart.
She picked up her phone and called Hajara. The call was answered on the first ring.
Yaha began shouting:
“Hajara, I told you to come, but you refused. Do you even know the situation I am in? I am giving you until the day after tomorrow. I want to see you in Abuja. I do not want nonsense.”
From the other side, Hajara replied:
“Umma, what is wrong with you? Before, whether I came or not, you did not care. Honestly, I do not have time now.”
She ended the call.
Yaha hissed angrily.
At that moment, Mahmud came out of his section, stretching like someone who had just woken from sleep.
Yaha looked at him with irritation.
“Useless fool. No wonder you have no favor. You do not even know your own pain.”
Mahmud looked at her.
“What have I done now, just from waking up? Nothing is ever too small for you to complain about.”
She glared at him and said:
“Go and bring me your mother and father.”
Mahmud laughed.
“That means you and Abba.”
Yaha became quiet and stared at him with annoyance.
Yarima Speaks To His Mother
After Abdulmaleek rested, he went to his mother. She welcomed him warmly.
He hugged her and said:
“May goodness be with you, Mommy. Ammi and that boy send their greetings.”
His mother asked:
“Which boy? Surely you do not mean Mustapha. He is your father because he is my younger brother.”
Abdulmaleek frowned playfully.
“But I am older than him.”
“No matter what you do, you are not older than him. He is your uncle.”
Abdulmaleek became quiet for a while.
Then he said:
“Mommy, I will travel tomorrow. I will return in three months.”
She looked at him and said:
“May Allah protect you for me, my baby.”
He slipped down and rested his head on her lap.
“Ameen, Mom. Thank you for your prayers.”
Yarima Leaves For Duty
The next morning by twelve, Abdulmaleek had finished preparing in his military uniform.
He went to say goodbye to the king.
In front of him, he knelt down and removed his cap. The king placed his hand on his head and began praying for him. Everyone answered “Ameen.”
After the prayers, Abdulmaleek stood, and the king embraced him with joy.
He also hugged his father and received many blessings before entering the car that would take him to the airport.
Zainab Searches For Her Roots
Bilki came out of the room shouting Zainab’s name. When there was no answer, she looked into the room and found that Zainab was not there.
“This girl is truly disrespectful. When she returns from wherever she went, she will see.”
Meanwhile, Zainab was seated before an old man. She looked at him with tears in her eyes and asked:
“Please, Kaka Abdullahi, did my father ever tell you anything about his relatives?”
The old man nodded sadly.
“Zainab, since I knew Umar, he never told me his origin. But from his behavior, sometimes you could see that he was from royal blood. Still, I have no certainty.
As for Khadija, I also did not know her origin. I found her in a confused condition. I treated her until she recovered. But when I asked whether she knew her relatives, she said no. She had forgotten them. Until she left this world, she never remembered them.”
Zainab cried deeply.
Kaka Abdullahi pitied her greatly, but there was nothing more he could do. He advised her and told her to stand and return home.
Fatima Confesses Her Feelings
One week later, Zainab and Fatima were walking home from the beginning of their street. Neither of them was speaking.
Zainab looked at Fatima and asked:
“Are you really okay?”
Fatima released a sigh.
“I am not okay. My heart wants to throw me into difficulty.”
Zainab smiled a little.
“Who do you love? No hiding.”
Fatima told her that she loved Uncle Mustapha. But she was afraid that if he discovered it, he would send her away, especially because he was one of their lecturers.
Zainab laughed lightly.
“He will not send you away. He respects me. If I go to him, we can go together so you will become used to him. What do you think?”
Fatima smiled happily.
“Thank you, Zainab.”
By then, they had reached their neighborhood, and each of them entered her house.
Zainab Stands Up To Hindu
Zainab entered the house with a greeting.
Hindu, who was washing clothes, said:
“Here comes the poor wanderer. You have returned from useless roaming.”
Zainab walked closer to her and said:
“If I am poor, then you are the same. You have no mouth to insult me. Be careful with me. I have told you before, avoid the day you push me to the wall. You will be shocked by the step I will take against you. By Allah, I will beat you until your body becomes warm.”
Hindu stood up angrily, holding the collar of her dress.
“Is it me you are speaking to like that? When did you get this courage? Has the cat now grown horns? By Allah, I will deal with you.”
Before Hindu could do anything, Zainab slapped her hard.
Hindu saw stars from the pain.
In anger, Zainab said:
“Do not ever use that dirty mouth of yours to insult my mother again. If it is because of my mother, you will see the kind of Zainab Umar who can do what no one expects.”
After saying this, she pushed Hindu aside and walked away.
Shock and fear appeared on Hindu’s face. She had never imagined that Zainab could speak or act like that.
Bilki Orders Zainab Again
Bilki entered and saw Hindu staring into space.
“What is wrong with you?” she asked.
Hindu shook her head bitterly.
“Nothing.”
She returned to her washing.
Bilki shouted Zainab’s name.
Zainab came out calmly.
Bilki asked angrily:
“Where did you go today?”
With respect, Zainab answered:
“I went to school.”
Bilki gave her a terrible glare.
“Did I not tell you to stay at home? Because I am not important, you went out, right? Are you trying to kill me?”
Zainab shook her head.
“Please forgive me.”
Bilki shouted:
“You and your forgiveness have eaten your father’s uselessness. Get up and cook soup for me before time passes.”
Zainab stood quietly and entered the kitchen.
Prince Abdulmaleek And Zainab’s Destiny
The meeting between Prince Abdulmaleek and Zainab was brief, but it shook his heart deeply.
He did not speak to her.
He did not even know her name at first.
Yet her laughter, her face, and her presence stayed in his mind until he could not eat or rest properly.
For a man like Abdulmaleek, who was known for silence, control, and seriousness, such a reaction was unusual.
His mother had said she felt his journey to Kano would bring goodness.
Could Zainab be that goodness?
Could the orphan girl suffering under Bilki’s cruelty be connected to the royal world Abdulmaleek came from?
And if Kaka Abdullahi’s suspicion was true, could Umar, Zainab’s father, have been from royal blood?
Zainab’s Hidden Past
Zainab’s life was full of unanswered questions.
Her father, Umar, never revealed his origin.
Her mother, Khadija, had been found in a confused condition and treated until she recovered, but she never remembered her family before death.
This meant Zainab did not know where she truly belonged.
She lived like an orphan in the hands of cruel people, yet something about her bloodline remained hidden.
Was she truly an ordinary girl?
Or was there a royal secret buried inside her family story?
Conclusion
Yarima Abdulmaleek Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel opens with emotion, hardship, mystery, and destiny.
Zainab is an orphan girl facing cruelty from Bilki and insults from those around her. Inna defends her and reminds Bilki of the danger of oppressing an orphan. Meanwhile, Prince Abdulmaleek travels to Kano and unexpectedly sees Zainab, a moment that changes his peace of mind.
The story also reveals that Zainab’s parents carried hidden backgrounds. Umar seemed like someone with royal blood, while Khadija had been found with no memory of her origin.
As Abdulmaleek leaves for duty and Zainab continues facing hardship, one question remains:
What secret connects the prince, the orphan girl, and the royal blood hidden in Zainab’s past?
The journey of Yarima Abdulmaleek has only begun.