Fatima Bintu Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel
Fatima Bintu Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel continues with Fatima’s heartbreak after Suraj denies loving her. As family pressure, illness, and emotional pain surround her, Suraj’s actions become more confusing, while his royal status and growing success place him even further from her reach.
Fatima Bintu Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel English Translation
After leaving that place, I returned to my room and continued crying painfully.
Truly, I loved Suraj deeply. It was not a small love.
But why did you do this to me, Suraj?
Why did you follow a path that made me learn to love you, only for you to say at the end that you did not love me?
Why, Suraj? Why?
I was broken. It felt as if I had lost you forever.
“O Allah, replace him for me with what is better. O Allah, remove Suraj’s love from my heart.”
I cried so much that it felt as if my soul would leave my body. My heart burned with pain and sorrow.
After crying enough, I entered the bathroom, performed ablution, and prayed Isha. After that, I prayed Shafa’i and Witr, then made dua and poured my pain before Allah.
When I finished, I lay down.
Suraj and Fauziya
On Suraj’s side, when Abba returned to the room, he looked at Yaya Fauze and said, “Fauziya, take him to the small parlor so you can greet each other properly.”
She replied, “Alright, Abba.”
He also told her to serve him food.
Fauziya led the way while Suraj followed behind her. She kept acting shy and soft until they reached the parlor.
After they sat down, Fauziya looked at him and said, “Honestly, Prince, I cannot describe the happiness I feel right now. Today is my first time seeing you, but I love you as if I have known you for ten years. Allah has fulfilled my dream and shown me the day I will become your wife.”
Suraj remained silent and continued pressing his phone. It looked as if he was chatting with someone.
After his silence became too long, she cleared her throat and said, “My Prince, I am talking, and you are quiet.”
He said, “Oh, sorry. Something distracted me here. May Allah choose what is best for us.”
She asked, “Is that all you will say?”
He replied, “Yes. Did you not hear that I prayed? Prayer is more important than everything, right?”
She said, “Yes, that is true.”
He gave a strange smile that even I, Maman Aysha, could not understand.
Then he said, “Let me go so we can leave. We will meet again.”
Quickly, Fauziya said, “You have not given me your number.”
He said, “Oh, sorry,” then called out his number to her.
She dialed it and said, “Here is mine.”
He replied, “It is okay.”
They walked back together to the main parlor where Abba and the others were seated.
Suraj looked at His Majesty and smiled.
“Dad, shall we leave?”
The Emir replied, “Okay, son. Let us go.”
He turned to Abba and said, “Alhaji, we will take our leave.”
Abba quickly stood and said, “Alright, Your Majesty.”
He told Yaya Jafar to call Mum so she could say goodbye.
She came very quickly and said happily, “Your Majesty, we are very grateful. May Allah increase your greatness. May Allah strengthen the bond between us.”
She was smiling widely.
They escorted them to the car. Abba bent slightly in respect and said, “May Allah increase your life. We are grateful. May Allah reward you with goodness. May Allah take Your Majesty home safely.”
The Emir replied, “Ameen.”
Suraj drove away.
Fauziya’s Happiness
As for Yaya Fauze, when she returned to her room, she jumped onto the bed.
A deep happiness filled her.
She said, “Truly, I am lucky in life. This feels like a dream. I am going to marry Suraj Allura Cikin Ruwa. What makes me even happier is that he was brought to our house.”
Immediately, sweet sleep took her.
Fatima’s Accident
Today, my lecture was at 8 a.m. I prepared early because Abba was now around, so I only entered the kitchen if I wanted to.
When I went out, no one in the house had woken up yet.
I stood by the roadside for a long time, waiting for transport, but there was no sign of any vehicle.
When I saw that time was running out, I took a motorcycle.
We had travelled far when a car suddenly entered our path.
I did not know anything again until I woke up in the hospital.
When I opened my eyes, I saw Abba, Aunty Sakina, and Yaya Jafar sitting in the room.
As soon as I opened my eyes, Abba quickly came and hugged me.
He said, “Alhamdulillah. Allah, I thank You. Sorry, Fatima. May Allah continue to protect you.”
I replied, “Ameen.”
He asked, “Where is hurting you?”
I said, “My leg.”
He said, “It was a dislocation, but it has been corrected. Insha Allah, the pain will reduce.”
Aunty Sakina and Yaya Jafar also comforted me. They gave me food, and I ate.
Then Abba said, “Your classmates and some of your lecturers came to check on you. You had not yet woken up, so they asked us to greet you.”
I said, “I have received their greetings.”
Then I asked, “But Abba, how did you know I had an accident?”
He replied, “The man whose car hit you checked your phone contacts and saw that you saved my number as ‘Abbana’. He called me. The young man is very kind. He is even Jafar’s friend.”
Some more medicines were prescribed, and then I was discharged.
We all went home in the same car.
Hajiya Finally Softens
After Abba dropped me at home, he went to Hajiya’s house to return Aunty Sakina, whom he had earlier picked up from there.
When they entered, he greeted Hajiya.
She asked, “How is her body?”
He replied, “She is better. We have even been discharged.”
Then he said, “Please, Hajiya, I am asking for your favor for the second time. I want you to allow me to give Fatima the car I bought for her. By Allah, riding motorcycles when it is not necessary is not safe. From the way they fell, and from how the car entered their path, she could have died. Please, Hajiya, help me.”
Aunty Sakina added, “Hajiya, it is time you reduce the hatred you show toward Fatima. The people you hated her because of, where are they now? They are no longer in this world. This girl is your own blood. You should have pity on her father because he obeys you.”
Hajiya sighed and said, “I have agreed, Abubakar. Insha Allah, from today, I have stopped hating Fatima. It was not that I did not love her. It was jealousy that caused it. But insha Allah, from today, I have stopped. May Allah bless you and unite your hearts.”
They all answered, “Ameen.”
With great happiness, Abba said, “I will go now, Hajiya. May Allah improve your health.”
She replied, “Ameen.”
Abba returned home happily and went directly to my room.
He said, “Fatima, Hajiya has agreed that I should give you your car. She has also stopped being angry with you. So now, you can visit her house.”
I said, “Alhamdulillah. May Allah continue to protect us from the evil of Shaytan.”
Abba replied, “Ameen.”
Fatima Enters Clinical Posting
Alhamdulillah, I recovered and started going to the hospital because I was now in 400 level. We had been posted to the clinical area.
Every day, when I left home, I did not return until around 6 p.m.
We had already spent about four weeks there.
One weekend, Yaya Fauze said, “Fatima, get ready. Let us go and spend the day at Yaya Jafar’s house. Since they returned, we have only gone there once.”
I said, “Alright.”
I entered the bathroom, bathed, and dressed.
We went with my car to Federal Low Cost, where Yaya Jafar lived.
His wife, Aunty Khadija, was very happy to see us.
As soon as we arrived, Yaya Fauze climbed onto a chair and started chatting on her phone. As for me, after putting down my bag, I entered the kitchen and began working.
I worked until we finished everything and arranged the food on the dining table. That was why Aunty Khadija loved me so much. We were very close, though sometimes she feared Mum.
When Yaya Jafar came back and met us, he was very happy.
We all sat together at the dining table and ate. After eating, we sat and chatted.
Yaya Fauze asked, “Yaya, do you talk with Suraj on the phone?”
He replied, “Yes. He even called me yesterday. He has been in Germany for about four weeks now