Abbakar Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel
Abbakar Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel begins with the emotional struggle of Abbakar, a young lecturer whose heart becomes restless after falling deeply for someone he believes he should never love. This English translation is prepared in clean WordPress HTML format for Hausa novel readers.
Abbakar Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel English Translation
He kept turning from side to side, but sleep refused to come.
Since the semester break began, sleep had almost abandoned him. Whenever he lay down, he could not sleep. He would only continue tossing around. Happiness had long moved far away from him. Whatever he did, he only forced himself through it.
Today was the eve of their return to school. Although it was not his habit to go to school on the very first day of resumption, he had been waiting for this day since the previous month.
The night felt too long for him. It was as if morning would never come.
When he realized that real sleep would not come, he stood up to perform ablution.
At early dawn, he woke from a short sleep he did not even know when it had taken him. Even though the sleep was sweet and pulling him back, he forced himself up, bathed, and went to the mosque.
By six o’clock, he had finished getting ready. He did not even wait to eat. He felt as if he could turn into a bird and fly straight to school.
He hurried downstairs from his section and went to Hajiya’s part of the house while fastening his wristwatch.
As he expected, she was seated, performing her morning supplications as usual.
He sat for about thirty minutes. When he saw that it was already 6:30, he stood and went toward the parlor, calling Maryam.
She quickly came out from the kitchen, holding a spoon.
“Yaya, good morning.”
“Good morning. So the king of work has woken up?”
“Yes, Yaya.”
“Good. Tell Hajiya I came, but she is praying. I am going out.”
“Alright, Yaya. What about your food?”
“Leave it. When I get to the office, I will take hot water.”
“Alright, Yaya. See you when you return.”
He had almost reached the door leading to the main parlor when Hajiya said, “May Allah bring you back safely.”
Quickly, he returned and knelt respectfully.
“Good morning, Hajiya.”
“Good morning,” she replied with a smile.
“I am going out.”
“May Allah take you safely and bring you back safely.”
“Ameen, our Hajiya.”
He stood and left the parlor.
Back at B.U.K
By 7:30, he was already at B.U.K. He went to his office, arranged the papers he needed, drank tea, and then came out toward class.
He walked slowly. His only wish was to place his eyes on her, even if only once, because that was what he had long been longing for.
Suddenly, he heard, “Good morning, Sir.”
The voice pierced deep into his heart.
Without doubt, it was her. Her voice had long settled firmly in his mind. Even if he heard it among a hundred women, he would recognize it.
He did not turn back or show that he noticed. He only answered, “Morning,” and continued walking as usual.
She did not mind.
Aisha said, “Hurry up, let us go to class. You know this man’s attitude. If he enters before us, he may take attendance.”
Ummulkhairi said, “Honestly, I need to urinate badly. I cannot sit like this.”
Aisha replied, “Then go and come back.”
Fatima said, “Let me follow you.”
Ummulkhairi replied, “No, Fatina, go to class. Do not miss anything. I do not want both of us to miss the lecture. If you are there, it is like I am there.”
Fatima insisted, “No, by Allah, I will go with you. You have a problem. Let us go.”
Inside the Class
“Where is the captain?” he asked while standing by the lecturer’s desk.
“He has not come,” someone replied.
“Good. Someone should come and clean the board,” he said, handing out the duster.
While one student cleaned the board, he pretended to look through the papers he had brought. But in truth, he was secretly checking the students seated in the class.
He searched through all of them, but his eyes could not find her.
So she had not come?
Then whose voice had he heard?
Had his love for her begun to disturb him so much that whenever he heard another woman’s voice, he imagined it was hers?
A thought suddenly came to him. He walked toward the door where late students usually stood, even though they already knew he did not normally allow them to enter after he had started.
He looked through them all, but she was not among them.
He stepped outside a little.
There, he saw her sitting with her friend and another girl he was not used to seeing with them. A young man was also seated there, the same young man who was often around them whenever he saw them.
He wondered silently what they were discussing.
He said, “Well done. So you people are special, right? You cannot even stand?”
They froze and stared at him, unable to stand.
“Good,” he said.
“You may enter. But let this be the last time you come late to my class.”
“Thank you, Sir,” they said.
“Thank yourselves,” he replied and entered the class. They followed him inside.
The Lecture Begins
After writing the topic for the day, he turned and said, “As I told you in the first semester, it was possible that I would continue taking you this course, and it was also possible that I would be changed. Now, I have not been changed. You already know my rules, so I do not need to repeat them. Whoever has forgotten should ask the others.”
He moved a little toward the door and looked at the young man.
He said, “You, are you not ashamed? You are a man, yet you are sitting among women. Cowardice is not for men.”
The student remained silent.
“Anyway,” the lecturer continued, “so you people cannot stand up, right?”
“No, Sir. We thought you would not allow us to enter,” Fatima said.
“Good,” he replied and turned away.
Then he heard her voice.
“Sorry, Sir.”
Her voice struck his heart. He smiled slightly because what he had wanted was for her to speak.
Without turning back, he said, “Sorry for yourself.”
“Please, Sir, forgive us,” she said again.
He turned slightly with a stern face.
“You may enter. But this should be your last time coming to my class late.”
Then he went inside.
As he wrote on the board, they entered. When he turned, his eyes saw Ummulkhairi trying to sit down. What he noticed shocked him deeply.
Was it true? Was she pregnant?
His eyes could not be lying to him.
He had to prove it to himself.
He said, “You, the one who just sat down. Come to the front.”
Ummi, who had entered with them, stood up.
“No, not you. I mean Ummulkhairi.”
He did not even realize that he had mentioned her name.
The whole class turned and stared at Ummulkhairi. So this proud lecturer even knew her name?
As for Ummulkhairi, she almost died sitting there when she heard her name from his mouth. So he did not only know her face, he also knew her by name.
Fatima tapped her and whispered, “Go before he drives you out.”
She stood with difficulty and walked to the front.
“Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi raji’un.”
He said it silently in his heart.
So she was pregnant? What exactly was happening to him?
Was he madly in love with a married woman, a woman he felt he could not live without?
When she sat where he pointed, he quickly turned away and wiped the tears that gathered in his eyes before the students could see them.
He picked up his phone as if he wanted to make a call.
He whispered words of remembrance, returned the phone to his pocket, and called the captain.
He gave him the outline and said, “Photocopy this for everyone. I have something important to attend to. Please, I am sorry.”
Then he left without waiting for an answer.
Abbakar Breaks Down
After leaving the school gate, the tears he had hidden broke free.
He drove a little distance away from the school, parked, and cried deeply. He cried until he had to begin consoling himself.
After staying there for a while, he wiped his tears and left.
Back in school, after he left, the students gathered around Ummu and began asking her how that proud lecturer knew her name.
She twisted her mouth and said, “How would I know? Did you not see how shocked I was when I heard my name from his mouth?”
Aisha said, “By Allah, I wish I was the one he called.”
Maryam said, “As for me, I know I would have died on the spot.”
They all burst into laughter.
Hajiya Notices His Pain
“Maryam, what is wrong with your brother?” Hajiya asked.
Maryam replied, “By Allah, I do not know. But I noticed he seems worried.”
Hajiya said, “Let me go to his room.”
She stood and went to his section.
He was sitting on a long chair, his head raised upward, holding a pillow against his chest while tears rolled down his face.
“Subhanallah, what am I seeing?” Hajiya said.
She asked gently, “What is wrong with you? I am your mother. Tell me what is bothering you. I assure you, I will clear everything for you.”
In his heart, he said, “I wish you could, Mum. But this is beyond what you can imagine. I wish you could wipe away my tears, but you cannot. And I do not want to put you in worry.”
Out loud, he said, “By Allah, Hajiya, it is nothing.”
She looked at him angrily and said, “So now I am not important enough for you to tell me your worries?”
She turned to leave.
He quickly held her hand.
“By Allah, it is not like that. I only remembered Baba Alhaji. That was why I became sad. I also knew that if I told you, you would become worried, so I thought it was better to stay in my room.”
She turned back and wiped his tears. She could not say anything. She left the room because she did not want him to see her own tears.
Quietly, he said, “Forgive me, Hajiya. I lied to you, and I made you remember Alhaji again. Forgive me.”
Ummulkhairi and Her Husband
“Ummu, please hurry up. Do not be late.”
“Go ahead. I can drop myself.”
“You see, hurry up. Can you not see the pregnancy?”
She laughed and said, “I do not know why you always think this pregnancy will make me lazy.”
He replied, “Please be quick. You have tired me with too much talking.”
“Oh, so I talk too much? Then I will not enter your car.”
“Haba, my beloved. Please come, let us go.”
She opened the car and entered, pouting. He closed the door, drove out, and left the house.
Aisha said, “Ummu, by Allah, I have never seen a couple who suit each other like you and your husband.”
Ummu only laughed.
“You see, I have never seen how we suit each other,” she replied. “That is why you always claim I love him more than my own life.”
Aisha said, “Did I say you love him?”
“Anyway, let us leave that matter.”
Ummu then asked Fatima, “Please, Fatina, which class are we using?”
Fatima replied, “I think 3304.”
“You think?” Ummu said. “You are not serious. But at least you are better than me because I am the one asking.”
They all laughed and went to class.
Abbakar’s Inner Struggle
No matter how much Abbakar tried to forget Ummulkhairi, he failed.
Every day, it felt as if her love was increasing in his heart.
“Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihir raji’un. What is happening to me? O Allah, remove this from me and forgive me,” he said.
He picked up his phone and called Khairiyya, a female friend of his on Facebook. He had never met her physically, but he did not know why he trusted her so much.
Her phone was switched off. So he turned on his data, hoping she might be online.
Before he could even enter his inbox, her message came in.
It was a greeting, as usual. Another message followed.
“Yayana, how are you? I have not heard from you for days. I called your number, but it was switched off.”
He smiled and replied, “I am fine, my little sister. I only entered a small problem, but Alhamdulillah, everything is normal now.”
A few seconds later, her message came in.
“Ayyah, may Allah make everything easy.”
“Ameen, my sister.”
He asked, “When are we going to meet?”
She sent an emoji showing she was thinking.
He replied, “This is your problem. Whenever I talk about meeting, you avoid it.”
She laughed and wrote, “Let us give time some time.”
He laughed and said, “That is what you always say.”
She replied, “Yayana, let us talk later. A lecturer just entered our class.”
“Okay,” he responded.
Returning to School
It had been two weeks since Abbakar last went to school. Since the day he saw Ummulkhairi pregnant, he began hating the school. He even felt like quitting the job.
But when he remembered how difficult it was to get the job, he forced himself to return, at least so he would not hurt his students’ progress.
That day, he prepared to go. After getting ready, he went to Hajiya’s section, greeted her, and left.
As he drove, he prayed, “O Allah, let her not be present today.”
He thought that if she was not there, and if he did not see her much, he would have more strength to deliver his lecture.
But as soon as he stepped into the class, his eyes fell on her first.
She was laughing with her friend Fatima and looked very happy in their conversation. She appeared so beautiful to him.
“Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihir raji’un,” was all he could say silently.
He felt as if his legs would not carry him. He wanted to turn back and leave the class.
Then a part of his heart spoke to him.
“Haba, Abbakar. Be strong.”
He turned back and entered the class, even though his heart was beating heavily.
“Good morning, class,” he said.
“Good morning, Sir,” they replied.
“I am sorry for my absence. I was not feeling well for some days. I hope you all read the manual I gave you?”
“Yes,” the whole class answered.
“Good. I only have to guide you then. You have made my work easier.”
They all laughed.
He was only forcing himself. He felt as if his legs could not support him.
“I must find a solution for myself,” he said in his heart.
He continued, “As I told you, I was not feeling well recently. So I cannot stand here for two hours. I think I will go to the back and use the microphone so you can hear me better.”
The captain stood up and said, “Sir, let me get you a chair.”
“No, leave it. There is an empty seat there.”
Aisha said, “But Sir, we understand better when we can see you.”
He replied, “Yes, but I may end up standing for the whole two hours before this lazy captain of yours finds me a seat. I do not know what you saw in him to choose him as your captain.”
Another student said, “But Sir, he is hardworking.”
Abbakar replied, “Oh, I see. That is why he cannot stand for thirty minutes and prefers sitting among women. Please let me go back before you people start calling me a lazy teacher.”
The students burst into laughter.
After finishing the lecture, he left the class and felt a little peace in his heart.
When he left, some playful students stood and began teasing the captain, saying they would buy him a wrapper and hijab so he could start dressing like a woman.
Another student added that they should buy one for the lecturer too.
Just then, Abbakar returned to pick up the papers he had forgotten.
He heard them and said, “Oh, really? Then make sure you buy a good one.”
He left the class without waiting for their response.
The whole class burst into laughter when they saw how frightened the students became.
Four Weeks Without Seeing Her
It had been about four weeks since Abbakar last saw Ummu in his class.
At first, he thought that if he stopped seeing her, the love burning in his heart would reduce. But her absence disturbed him even more.
Every day, he wondered why she was not coming.
“Could she have died?” he asked himself.
“No, she will not die. If she dies, I will die too.”
Then his heart reminded him, “But she belongs to someone else.”
He whispered, “Ya Ilahi, save me from this.”
He realized then that even seeing her from afar had been reducing his loneliness in a way he had not noticed.
Now Khairiyya, his Facebook friend, had not been online for two weeks either. Whenever he called her phone, it did not go through.
The whole world felt bitter to him. He did not know who to tell about his pain so he could feel relieved.
Mahfuz Visits Abbakar
“Hello, where are you? I am at your house. Hajiya said you just went out,” Mahfuz said on the phone.
“No, I did not go out. I am in the garden.”
“Okay, I am coming.”
Abbakar was seated when someone suddenly lifted the lecture book he was reviewing for the next day.
He hissed and said, “Mahfuz, when will you grow up? You did not even greet me.”
Mahfuz said jokingly, “Alright, Ustaz. Assalamu Alaikum.”
Abbakar answered and gave him space to sit.
Mahfuz said, “I did not expect to see you now.”
He frowned slightly.
“So I am not worthy of coming to you?”
Abbakar said, “No, that is not what I mean. I only remembered the way we parted the last time.”
Mahfuz hissed and said, “Your problem is holding onto old issues.”
Abbakar said, “Please forget it. That is bygone.”
Then Mahfuz looked at him seriously.
“Abbakar, tell me the truth. What is bothering you? Look at you. You have become thin and dark.”
Abbakar replied, “What could be bothering me? You know we were on strike for a long time, and I was always at home. Now that school has resumed, I am always moving around, and the students are noisy. Naturally, I will become thinner before my body adjusts.”
Mahfuz said, “No, Abbakar. Do not give me excuses. Look at how you are turning into a skeleton. You are not just slightly thin like you are saying.”
Abbakar laughed and said, “You are mischievous, Mahfuz. So I am now a skeleton?”
Mahfuz replied, “I did not say you are one. I said you are becoming one.”
Abbakar said, “I am okay. Nothing is wrong.”
Mahfuz then asked, “Anyway, what was the urgent call for?”
Abbakar said, “I already know what you want to talk about. It is about the issue from before.”
Mahfuz said, “By Allah, you are the problem. That is bygone. Learn to forget.”
Abbakar answered, “Alright, it has passed.”
Mahfuz then asked, “So you will not tell me what is bothering you?”
Abbakar replied, “Oh my goodness. You know very well that there is no one in this world who knows me inside and out like you. If there was a problem, you would know before Hajiya.”
Mahfuz became quiet, then said, “As for me, a big problem has come up.”
Abbakar sat up.
“Subhanallah. A problem?”
“Yes, by Allah,” Mahfuz said.
“I am in love.”
Abbakar burst into laughter.
“Malam, do not embarrass men. Being in love is not a problem.”
Mahfuz hissed and said, “You are not even listening. The problem is the woman I love.”
Abbakar asked, “Who is this lucky woman?”
About Abbakar Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel
Abbakar Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel begins with Abbakar, a lecturer at B.U.K, whose heart becomes attached to Ummulkhairi, one of his students. His emotional struggle grows stronger when he realizes she is pregnant and likely married, making his feelings more painful and complicated.
This part of Abbakar Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel introduces Abbakar’s inner conflict, his bond with Hajiya, his online friend Khairiyya, and his close friend Mahfuz. The story blends university life, hidden love, emotional pain, faith, friendship, and the battle between the heart and what is right.