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Kida A Ruwa Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel
Kida A Ruwa Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel continues with Zak-Shadow preparing to leave the forest camp secretly. While Imran senses that something is wrong, a hidden spy watches every movement and sends dangerous information to the enemies waiting for the perfect opportunity.
Kida A Ruwa Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel English Translation
Abbas knew that was the answer.
Still, he remained silent, looking at him carefully.
Yes, he knew that if Zak-Shadow said he was going home, then there was a reason. He also knew that Zak-Shadow would never leave any serious challenge unresolved in the place where they were.
Yet, for some reason, on that day, fear passed through his heart concerning the journey. He found himself unable to say anything.
At that moment, Zak-Shadow, who was assembling a gun, also raised his head and looked at Imran.
When Zak-Shadow saw the way Imran was staring at him, he tightened his face and looked away.
Imran smiled because he knew Zak-Shadow hated being stared at.
Teasingly, he said, “Are you sure it is not Madam’s longing that is disturbing you?”
Zak-Shadow ignored the teasing.
He only shook his head slightly, moved close to him, pulled out a small paper, picked up a pen, and wrote a short note.
Without saying anything, he pushed the note toward Imran and headed toward the exit.
Then he turned back and looked at him.
Raising one eyebrow, he said, “Reduce your monitoring, Imran. If I miss someone, is that a crime?”
Imran laughed and said, “No, you have committed no crime, warrior. Go and fulfill the Sunnah.”
Zak-Shadow replied, “May Allah guide you.”
Imran answered, “Ameen,” then picked up the paper and began reading.
Zak-Shadow’s Secret Instruction
The note read:
“I do not want anyone to know that I have left. As I told you, it is only for two days. Do not leave the western gate open. You know it is more dangerous than the other gates. Imran, keep your eyes strongly on these boys and on all the captains in every camp. Also, inform me of any movement that does not sit well with you, no matter how small it is.”
Imran dropped the note and turned to him.
“No problem, insha Allah. But please, when you pass by, buy me kilishi and groundnuts. I will ask them to send you a message from home so you can bring it for me.”
Zak-Shadow raised his head and gave him a certain look.
Imran, who understood the meaning of that look, burst into laughter.
“Calm down. I am not turning you into an errand boy. I only asked in Allah’s name.”
For the first time, Zak-Shadow allowed a small smile to appear at the corner of his mouth. Then he looked away and shook his head slightly.
Imran’s smile also widened.
He loved his friend deeply, just as everyone knew that Zak-Shadow also loved him greatly.
Zak-Shadow was a man of firm loyalty. If he did not like someone, he simply did not like them. But if he loved someone, then he truly loved them.
He was direct, firm in his choices, and not the type to pretend. If he said “yes,” then it remained yes even if death stood before him. If he said “no,” then it remained no.
Who Zak-Shadow Really Is
Zak-Shadow had suffered greatly when they were young soldiers because of his stubborn firmness under their superiors.
In their second year of service, he even spent six months in military prison because he resisted an order from one of their senior officers.
During that period, he was punished severely.
After he came out, many people thought he would not live long. But life belongs to Allah, and he stood again.
That rising became the beginning of his strength today.
The hardship they put him through seemed to dry fear out of his heart. From then on, he no longer feared facing any danger in life.
From that point, his victories began to show until he reached the rank and position he held now.
To anyone who did not know his true nature, he looked like a monster.
From one look at his face, a person could easily call him harsh.
He had no easy smile. He did not know how to joke, even with friends.
If anyone told you he had seen Zak-Shadow laughing, then that person deserved congratulations.
He spoke only when he wanted to speak. If he did not want to speak, you could spend hours with him without hearing him say anything in conversation. The only thing you might hear from him would be Qur’an recitation.
He was deeply religious and had strong Islamic knowledge.
Truly, if he had not become a soldier, he would have been called a scholar.
Even as a soldier, he taught other soldiers religious knowledge, held study gatherings for them, and continued seeking knowledge himself.
But the secret many people did not know about him, except his close friend and his mother, was patience.
Zak-Shadow was very patient.
He was also fair and loved standing on the truth, no matter how bitter it was.
He had great compassion, especially toward women and children. He could sacrifice his life for them.
He also had deep concern for his religion and his region. In fact, he would openly say that he first felt concern for his region before thinking of the whole country.
His clear voice brought Imran back from his long thoughts.
“You think like a woman.”
Imran released a breath and said, “I was thinking about you.”
Zak-Shadow replied as he walked out of the tent, “Maybe you have too much free time if you can sit and think about me.”
Imran stood and followed him.
The Discipline of the Camp
As before, the young soldiers became still and composed when they came out.
This time, there were more of them than earlier. It seemed some had been inside the tents before.
Zak-Shadow went to the place where he usually performed ablution. That confirmed to them that Asr time had entered.
Water was brought for him and Imran. The Muslim soldiers among them also began preparing for ablution, while the non-Muslims took over guarding duties around the place.
After they completed the prayer, Zak-Shadow and Imran left the camp entirely.
They stayed away for a long while before returning, talking quietly between themselves.
Zak-Shadow’s Dogs
They went toward a small grass hut standing to one side.
When Zak-Shadow opened the sack used as a curtain, huge dogs appeared inside.
They were frightening to look at.
One glance at them was enough to shake anyone’s heart. There was no doubt that if such dogs caught a person, they would be difficult to escape from. Their difference from lions was very little.
When the dogs saw him, they began barking loudly as if greeting him.
To my surprise, he raised his hand toward them and said, “Good afternoon, my boys.”
They barked again together as if answering him.
Imran laughed and said, “You trained these boys seriously. When they do some things, one could swear they are human beings.”
Zak-Shadow gave a small smile and twisted his mouth slightly.
Whenever he smiled, it suited him beautifully. Maybe that was why he did not like smiling.
They stayed for some time with the dogs before coming out.
By then, the darkness of Maghrib had arrived.
The Night Routine
Now the camp was filled with soldiers.
They had all come out from their tents. Earlier, some were not around, and others had been sleeping because they slept more during the day and stayed awake at night for security.
As soon as Imran and Zak-Shadow came out, the whole place became silent as if a command had been given.
Everyone became calm and alert.
Zak-Shadow looked across them all. They were at least one hundred soldiers. Some were not in the camp at that moment because they were on duty in different parts of the forest. Those with him there were not more than one hundred.
He passed them and sat on the rock where he usually sat for ablution.
Immediately, someone brought him water because whenever he sat there, it meant he wanted to perform ablution.
Everyone began preparing for ablution again, while the non-Muslim soldiers once more took over the duty of guarding the place.
Because Zak-Shadow knew he would leave the forest that night and did not want them to understand, he asked Imran to lead the prayer again.
No one suspected anything because he often did that. Sometimes, not only Imran, even other religiously knowledgeable soldiers among them led the prayer.
Anyone under Zak-Shadow’s command knew that no matter how careless or reckless you were before, he would set your head straight.
If you belonged to his squad, you could not play with prayer. You could not drink or smoke, even if it was only cigarettes. You could not remain ignorant. You had to continue seeking religious knowledge.
That was why he set days aside for lessons.
He was not the only teacher. Other knowledgeable soldiers among them also taught, except during times of intense fighting.
Because of that, even the non-Muslims among them were disciplined and calm.
If anyone tried to rebel, his own body would tell the story in Zak-Shadow’s hands.
After Maghrib prayer, Imran gave them advice as usual until Isha time came.
After Isha prayer, everyone stood and separated into groups. Each person stayed with his friends and companions. They lit fires, discussed, and some ate food.
At that moment, Zak-Shadow quietly slipped away and left the forest.
If he had known the result that leaving would bring, he would not have gone.
Truly, that departure became the beginning of a great destiny that the pen had written into his life long ago, even while he was still in his mother’s womb.
The Spy in the Tree
The attention of the young soldiers was completely on their conversations and the warmth of the fire they had lit.
But he was aside, sitting on top of a tree.
He had no fear of the night, nor of any creatures that might hide in trees, not even spirits.
He was one of Zak-Shadow’s trusted boys. Because of that, he had memorized Zak-Shadow’s daily movements.
He understood Zak-Shadow’s eye language. He understood his body language and even his habits.
From the moment he took the soaked grains to him for the birds, he knew there was worry in Zak-Shadow.
Because of that, he hid and watched him carefully.
Then luck came when Zak-Shadow received a phone call at that moment.
Everything Zak-Shadow said on that call entered his ears. Zak-Shadow had not said much, but because the spy was alert, he attached question marks to everything.
Then, when Maghrib prayer came, he saw that Major Imran Abbas led the prayer.
His heart immediately told him that the Lieutenant Colonel was preparing to leave the forest, just as he often left secretly, thinking they did not understand.
Yes, most of them truly did not understand.
Whenever they stopped seeing him around, they simply assumed he was visiting other camps or holding meetings with other camp leaders, the captains. He often did that.
The whole force under him was one unit, divided across the forest, numbering over a thousand soldiers.
Zak-Shadow was the overall boss under whose command they all stood.
Major Imran was the executive officer, followed by captains and those beneath them. Even the lower ranks were organized in levels. There were lieutenants like him, sergeants below them, and the regular soldiers.
The Betrayal
From the beginning, he had not joined the army because of patriotism.
It was as if he had been created for the purpose he was now serving.
Even before he entered the army, he had received special training that allowed him to carry out deception and spying with cleverness, especially against Zak-Shadow at that moment.
He was sure there were others like him because he was not the only one. Some were close to Zak-Shadow, while others were near senior officers like Zak-Shadow, those above him, and even those beneath him, without the officers knowing.
Some time ago, people like them had been caught and severely punished, because betrayal in the military was beyond ordinary imagination.
Even they themselves often carried out their dirty work with fear, deeply afraid of the day it would turn against them.
But the huge amount of money they were paid kept pushing them and strengthening their corrupted minds under the guidance of Shaytan.
Especially him, because he was under a great lion.
The name Zak-Shadow was not given to him for nothing in the army.
He was a true lion, one who had earned the name even from the meaning of his original name.
Maybe that was why the name had such a strong effect on his life and character.
The spy brought out a small Nokia phone from his body and dialed a number.
The call was not answered until it was almost about to end.
In a low voice, he said, “Good evening, sir.”
After receiving a response from the other side, he continued speaking carefully and respectfully, as if the person were standing before him.
“Sir, he left today. When I took him the soaked grains he gives to the birds, I hid after leaving. I heard him speaking on the phone with his wife like…”
He paused briefly as if listening.
Then he continued with certainty, wanting to be believed.
“I am sure he is not in the forest. Today, he was not the one who led Maghrib and Isha prayers. I checked where his motorcycle is usually kept, and it is not there. I peeped into their tent, and only Oga Imran was inside. And if they are not on duty, you cannot separate the two of them.”
He continued, “Even so, I checked all the other camps, and it was confirmed to me that he did not go there.”
Then he became silent.
After a while, he said, “Yes, sir.”
He removed the phone from his ear and smiled.
He knew that his account would shake with dancing because of the huge money that would enter it for this good news.
He climbed down from the tree and returned to his fellow soldiers.
When his friend, who did not know he was a traitor, asked where he had been, he simply said he had gone to ease himself.
No one paid attention, and they continued their discussion.
The Message Reaches the Enemies
On the other side, after ending the call, the man searched for another number and dialed it too.
As soon as the call was picked, he did not bother with greetings. He went straight to the point.
“Congratulations, my friend. Today, we have finally found the opportunity we have been waiting for since last month. I have confirmed that the boy has left the forest.”
The person on the other side said, “Wow, Zak-Shadow. So the chance we have been waiting for has finally come? Today is truly a special day for us. I am sure we will collect plenty because of this news. No problem. I will inform Oga immediately. This is not a matter for delay.”
The first man laughed with a feeling of victory.
Then he said, “Okay, that is fine. But my friend, make sure there is no problem. These people should not betray us. After we sell our country and they achieve their aim, they should not throw us away without us benefiting from anything except money.”
He continued, “You know the nature of human beings in this era: cunning and betrayal. These people are very alert, and everything about them is carefully arranged. This boy is a trusted son of our country. Everyone has hope in his bravery, not only the military and leaders, but even the citizens. They see him almost like a saint among soldiers.”
The other man hissed.
“My friend, sometimes you annoy me. What is your problem with this country? A country that cannot satisfy you even with the salary of your hard work. What are they to you? They are the ones who pushed us to this path. Yes, they pushed us, because they did not need to say it directly. They gathered everything for themselves, their children, and their wives abroad. As for us, they left us to warm chairs until frustration finished us.”
The first man laughed loudly and said, “By Allah, you are right. But do not forget that we are also among those warming the chairs. From the beginning, we too have collected what we could from the government through the cover of our work. Just keep everything hidden. Do not waste time. Inform them. You know that boy is stubborn and clever. Everything he does is done with alertness.”
The other replied, “Exactly. Give me only five minutes. Your work is done at this point. You will receive an alert, and the boy will also receive his own.”
“Okay, fine. Bye.”
He ended the call with a smile on his face.
But deep inside his heart, something was striking him heavily.
Truly, he knew that their behavior was evil and shameful. No good citizen would do such a thing, no matter what religion he followed.
They had blocked their hearing and sight because of money.
They forgot that they had no place better than their own country.
Their grandparents were born there. Their parents were born there. They too were born there, and they had also given birth to their own children there.
Yet they did not think about the future of those children or their grandchildren.
All they wanted was to gather money and be called wealthy.
Indeed, Allah is the One who covers people’s secrets.
If someone truly knew who this man was, they might have dragged him down and dealt with him immediately, even with an ordinary kitchen knife.
But by Allah’s wisdom, he continued moving among people, receiving respect, while no one knew that the greatness they saw was only on the outer garment.
Had these people truly been fair to themselves?
Had they been fair to the leaders whom ordinary people kept accusing of failure every day, not knowing that not every problem was caused by the leaders alone?
Many disasters were created with the help of people like these, people no one expected to be capable of such betrayal.
Like him and his friend, they were not political leaders. They were only workers below, yet they had found an opportunity and were using that opportunity to harm the country because they wanted to mix with money.
Maybe they needed to sit themselves down and advise themselves.
They needed to remember their descendants living in that same country.
No matter how hard they tried to leave the country, they could only take their immediate families, not their entire lineage.
Sometimes, people like this seemed as if their heads were blocked.
They forgot that no matter how much wealth a person gathered, the same world he chased would one day strip him bare, push him into the ground, cover him completely, and leave him to harvest what he had planted.
Allah does not oppress anyone. It is the servant who oppresses himself.
About Kida A Ruwa Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel
Kida A Ruwa Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel continues with Zak-Shadow secretly leaving the forest camp after giving Imran strict instructions. His discipline, faith, silence, and leadership are shown clearly through the way the soldiers respect him and through the religious order he maintains in the camp.
This part of Kida A Ruwa Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel also reveals a dangerous betrayal from within. A trusted soldier secretly spies on Zak-Shadow and informs hidden enemies of his departure. The story expands from military discipline into conspiracy, greed, betrayal of country, and the beginning of a destiny that may shake everyone involved.