𝔹𝕆𝕌ℕ𝔻𝔼𝔻 𝕎𝕀𝕋ℍ 𝔹𝕀ℕ𝕋𝕌 (𝔸ℝ𝔼𝕎𝔸_𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕤) #wattpadcontest00 contest#Hausabooks#Arewabooks

Chapter 15 --- Manir

Chapter 15_____>>>>>>>>

Manir.

HAZBULLAH's POV:

   I looked at the room where I have been staying for the past hours.

     The incident that happened during breakfast replayed in my head making me let out a low chuckle.

    Bintu might be wise but I am wiser.

     They had all left the house since in the morning and it was already afternoon now.

    "Your lunch is here" Ramlatu said entering inside the room with a bowl similar to the one I had breakfast with.

    She kept the food on my table before exiting the room.

    She minds her business which is what I like about her, If only her daughter could be like her then she would have been perfect.

    I carried the bowl immediately she exited opening the dish.

     It was a green colored food shaped like a beans with shredded meat inside.

    The combination looks weird but the aroma speaks for it.

    He ate the food with his hands like how he did earlier.
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    Hazbullah was met with the sight of the family eating on the mat upon exiting his room.

     He had finished eating and wanted to return the plate where it was supposed to be.

     He had not heard there voices when they returned which had him wondering.

     He couldn't lie he felt a bit left out upon seeing the family eating together.

     "You're done" Ramlatu said standing up and walking towards Hazbullah.

     She collected the plate from him as he stood there wondering if he should return to his room or stay there.

     He was bored to death back in that room.

     Hazbullah walked towards the mat where the families say before taking his seat on the space in between Bintu and Tanimu.

    The brother could not help but glare at him.
"Bintu make sure you apply the herbs to him daily throughout his one week rest" Audu cautioned his daughter who muttered a light "hmm" before returning to her meal.

      "I want him to be up and doing by next week" He added again to which she nodded.

     "Papa the barewa has wrestlers already, why're you so hellbent over this particular man?" Bintu curiosity asked.

    "Bintu who am I to the squad?" Audu asked his daughter who stared at him confusely.

    "It's Leader" She answered.

     "As the Squad Leader it's my duty to move it forward, and with this guy here not even the squad but my pocket will be full by next week" He added smiling mischievously.

     Hazbullah heard them speak but acted deaf.

    He knew the girl was not buying it buy he still continued with his act.

    He didn't mind joining their wrestling squad, that's his profession after all.

    Although, he couldn't lie he was forced into it durian his early childhood but it still grew to be a part of him now.

     It became part of him and he couldn't deny the fact that as time goes by he started letting it slide.

    Although, he had never played it with passion. He had always played with anger.

    The anger that grew with him since childhood. The anger that made him who he was today.

    A small boy entered the house dressed in the traditional wear.

    "Someone is looking for Bintu outside" He said before turning back and exiting immediately.

    Bintu stared at the boy before looking back at her parents.

    "Go and check who it is dear" Audu motioned his hands towards the exit to Bintu who stood up and walked towards the exit.

    Bintu went outside and was met with the sight of the last person she would want to encounter with.

    The dark skinned man dressed in a baggy traditional trousers with a net shirt leaned on the tree near Audu's house waiting for the village belle.

     Manir's eyes lightened up immediately he saw her straightening himself.

    Bintu contemplated walking back inside the house as she walked towards the muscular man waiting for her.

    "Bintu... how are you doing?" He asked the girl whose expression was neutral but looked slightly angry.

    Audu will not like seeing the sight of Manir here considering the fact that he is from the opposing squad.

     The Strai Squad is another leading wrestling squad in the village after the Barewa.

     Most at times, It seemed like the two were competing for power.

    The squad is lead by Lamido who was Audu's friend before they parted ways due to a Ramlatu.

     Lamido had eyes for Ramlatu buy never got the courage to face her with the topic.

    Whereas, Audu on the other hand also had eyes for the same lady but could not tell his close friend because he also had eyes for her.

    Lamido will disturb Audu about how he likes Ramlatu and how he was planning on marrying her which he never did.

    Audu encouraged Lamido to propose to her but the lad was too shy.

    Audu upon seeing that took his chance and proposed to Ramlatu who agreed to him.

    About a few weeks, news travel fast about their wedding in the Zoma society and Lamido could not help but feel betrayed.

    He parted ways with Audu since then and the two never talked.

    "What are you doing here?" Bintu asked.

    "I came to see you of course" Manir said smiling.

    "For your own betterment, I'll advise to you leave here rig..." Bintu said but was interrupted by Audu's voice.

     "The lady asked you to leave" Audu said to the man whose expression showed a sign of fear before masking it up.

    "I'll return for you Bintu" Manir said turning to leave.

    Audu proceeded forward to attack the man but was held back by bintu.

    "Papa please, let's get back inside" she said to her father.

    The duo turned to walk into the house but was met with the sight of the stranger who casually leaned unto the wall nearby.

     Hazbullah spectated the little scene that happened feeling like to break the man's jaw.

     The young Lady didn't want him there yet he was adamant on even coming back to see her again.

    He didn't know why but the thought of Manir near Bintu angered him slightly.

     "Let's go in young lad" Audu said to Hazbullah guiding him back inside.

   He can't afford him escaping after all.

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Creation is hard!
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This chapter is dedicated to winterintrovert for her dedicated support to this book and genuine comments.