Survival A Hausa Novel

2|REUNION

Ramadan Mubarak my people!

Happy reading!

We all gathered in daddy's parlour eating and chewing, it feels so good having every one around though I have no idea who the majority of these people are , seated between yusra and adnan wasn't a very bright idea they kept on teasing me about the smirking thing what not.

Yusra's sisters ya Aysha and Amira. My brother Ya Umar then Adnan's step brother Ismail are the only faces familiar to me.

I looked around the parlour staring at my other cousins and uncles who are clearly enjoying themselves.

" I welcome each and every one of you for coming" 

my dad spoke being the head, he's tall and well built for a man his age he has grey hair decorating his head and moustache his glasses perched to his nose, he's  not a strict dad but we witness his bad days at times

"Without wasting time we need to start the introductions we as elders know each other it's you the children who are yet to know each other well, I am Hassan Abdullahi Barau my wife is Aliya Al-Akbar I have four children Umar..." he motioned his hand for Ya Umar to stand up

"Khadijah whom we all know as Ammah" smiling  I stood up oblivious to a person's stare

" then maryam and Fatima"
They  both stood up and smiled

"Hussain my twin brother, his wife haj. Manal Al-Akbar and her daughters Aysha, yusrah and Amira"

they all smiled wow we have a lot to cover I was tired already I just want to shower and watch one of my fav tv shows my wife and kids

" Ibrahim Abdullahi Barau .." yes I know uncle Ibrahim Adnan's dad

"His first wife haj. Halima and her children Asmau and Adnan then his  second wife haj. Maria and her son Ismail"

The introductions went on and on everyone stood up as daddy called out their names

"My sister Hafsah Abdullahi  Barau  and her children Asiya, Anisa, marwan and tahir"

Asiya seemed to be around our age she's dark in complexion but pretty very if I must say Anisa looked to be maryam's age

"Ammah looks like we have a new friend besides Adnan and Ismail and she so pretty gosh I can't wait to talk to her " yusrah whisper yelled beside me .

"Abdullahi Abdullahi Barau " my dad smiled slightly

"And his wife fadimatu and their children Rufaida and bello  unfortunately they couldn't make it"

"I know rufaida we use to play with her " I whispered to yusrah and Adnan they nodded in agreement

"Munira Abdullahi Barau and her husband Jameel, her children Amirah and Amrah" the two girls stood up Amrah was smiling but Amira a scowl was plastered on her face oh well

"Lastly  Jibril and his son Muaz but he's  wife's late May her soul rest in peace Ameeeen, only muaz was able to come, Jibril couldnt make it,muaz stood and waved

"Masha Allah we've all been introduced may Allah bless us all  and it's time for Magrib" the guys went to masjid while the girls headed upstairs

I was instructed to take the older girls to our room while Maryam and Amira took the younger girls to her room

"Where is the toilet I'm pressed" Asiya the girl we've been admiring spoke she's wearing a silk boubou gown with matching veil her face void of any make up

"Its by your left" I pointed to the door beside her , we all stood there saying nothing staring at Amira who stood there staring at us with a weird expression, it was so awkward I wasn't good at meeting people that's why I always stuck myself with yusrah she's free and nice whereas people say am full of pride, I feel as if I'm on top of the world well I don't like people at all , yusrah is my life saviour I don't know what I'll do without her I'm too attached.