Despised by her father for not being a male child, Fatimah Bulama hopes to attain her father's love and to prove how able she is to render the same service a male child can. She's the one and only child of Alhaji Aliyu Bulama, the founder of Bulama Cooperation. Yusuf Dolari, the second child of Alhaji Abba Dolari is despise by his own father for being a drug addict and a womanizer thus losing his position in the family company to his complicated elder sister, Jasraa. ******************** THIS BOOK IS NOT EDITED, YOU MAY FIND MISTAKES AND GRAMMATICAL ERROR IN SOME CHAPTERS. ******************** Dedicated to Maeesha Yahaya (Rest In Peace) Book Completed (January 01 to June 17, 2020)

"Banbancin kowacce rana na tare da yanda take sake kusantani da ganinki" #Love #Family #Military #LubnaSufyan

Here's a story of an innocent girl Haleemah who was rejected by her mother and family members for no reason, little did she know that she's an illegitimate child but nonetheless she isn't to be blamed for everything, she never wished to be hated right? Love is regardless, there's always someone out there who would appreciate you for who you are, what will happen if she did find out about who she really is?

This is not a love story but it is a story of love, of how it never dies no matter how long and how far apart the lovers are. Just follow my pen for I assure you, you are going to fall in love with Diyam.

#1 in What's hot list and still counting going on. Allahamdulilah. Thank you my beautiful readers. "You're a bad omen.. If anyone see your face first in the morning then nothing good will happen like it happened with me. " His eyes blazing in anger as he spoke these words. "It wasn't my fault... It was Allah's will.. Please don't say these words I am your wife. " She was crying as she replied. He roughly caught her hair and pinned her to the wall eyes blazing in anger. "Never ever do you say that you're my wife.. Understand??" He spoke as he more gripped her shoulders forcefully as he threw her on the floor. "You filthy rag..you don't deserve me" with that he walked away. He hated her She loved him with all her heart. He treated her like a maid She did all her duties as a housewife. When he needed her she was there before he could call her. When he realised his mistake it was already too late. Cover credit goes to @_PrincessRapunzel_

"Mesa kake ambatar mutuwar nan wai, idan akan nace banasan kane kayi hakuri ina sonka wlhy, fiye ma da tunanin ka, na Amince zan rayu dakai rayuwa ta amana daso dakuma k'auna" ka tallafi rayuwata kadena fad'ar hakan kaji" Cikin azabar ta ciwon dayake ciki ya saki wani murmushi dayake nuna tsantsan jin dad'in da kalaman ta suka saka shi ya ce..."Naso ace kin furta mun wannan kalman tuni amma ko yanzu naji dad'i sosai, dad'in dana tabbatar dashi zan mutu a raina, My meenal zo matso kusa dani kinji?" da sauri ta k'arisa kusa dashi da rik'o hannun shi tace "kaga yanda kake numfashi ko yaa muhammad? ka daure ka dena magana kafin likitan yazo, save ur strenght plss" K'walla ya gangaro masa da k'yar ya iya furta "Wanda yake bayarda ikon numfashin ya buk'aci abinsa my meenal, lokacin tafiyane yazo tafiyan daba fashi, dukkanin abinda ya faru tsakanina dake na yafe miki matsayina na mijinki ina mikin fatan aljannar firdaus mad'auka kiya, ki sani inajin tsoro wlhy, tsoro nakeji my meenal" kuka ya k'wace mata sosai ta sanya kukan kuwa "Mesa kakemun maganganu a baud'e, wlhy ina fahimtar komai yanzu, hausarka tangaran nake fahimta mutuwa kake nufi zakayi bana fata kuma, kayi shiru kaji" Hannunsa d'aya ya mik'o mata wani takarda ta karb'a ya k'ara had'e hannun shi da nata da takardan, yace yana numfarfashi da k'yar "Ki bi abinda na rubuta a takardan nan, ki karantashi cikin nutsuwa kinji" batace komai ba daga ita har k'aninsa dake nan kusa da ita se gani sukayi yayi shiru bakinsa yana motsi amma basajin meyake cewa numfarfashi kurun yake sama sama, daganan sekuma yae shiru komai ya tsaya cak rai yayi halinsa!!!!!!!

"You are fired," he said, as my heart broke into tiny pieces. "No please sir, don't separate me from Imad. I beg of you," I pleaded in agony. What sins have I committed to deserve this? How can I stay without seeing the child I have been raising like my own for three years. Why is he doing this to me? ••• Layla put her whole life on hold to take care of a young boy named Imad. She has been taking care of him since he was a three years old. They share an unbreakable bond, he counts on her and she has made him her world. Ahmed Damari a tactless, cold hearted business man who has no time to waste and no space for affection. The uncle of the boy. He wants nothing to do with her but he just can't seem to stop thinking about her. What happens when two different worlds collide and when unwanted feelings thrive? Written By: Naila Ali [ Highest Ranked #1 in spiritual.✨] hi

"Your resume says your main achievement is... finishing a rubber before losing it because you are awesome." "Yep!" "Your personality type says you are... sassy, hot and cool (more than anyone here) at the same time because you are awesome? That's a challenge." He smirked as he raised his perfect eyebrow. I nodded dumbly. And then I heard him mumbling," Never knew a Smurfs' T shirt was that hot with red pants..." "Your special education says... you were in Hogwarts?" His eyes opened wide. "Yo!" "And your interests says you want to go home and watch Ironman because you didn't want to apply for this job anyway and you are forced..." "You got me right boy!" I pointed at him with my finger. But then he said the three words I never expected to hear. "You're hired, hobo."

Abdulhameed: She's my dream girl. Fatima: He's always been my crush, every girl has a crush on him. Abdulhameed: I love her. Fatima: I love him. Abdulhameed: I'm doing it for my father. Fatima: I'm literally forced. Abdulhameed: But she still loves her ex. Fatima: But he still loves his ex wife. Abdulhameed: And its just two years marriage. Fatima: And its just two years marriage.

Life doesn't always end with a happily ever after. Life is an epitome of sweet and sour. Life is an epitome of bitter and sweet. Life is not a bed of roses. Life offers you honey today, and decides to hand you lime the next. Surrounding occurrences in my life and that of the people around me, shaped me into who I am today, my life's never how I planned it to be. Today. I am going to write the story of my life, Of Ramadan, Amani, our parents and how destiny entangled us in its web. My name is Khadijah Manal Yusuf Gana and this is, THE STORY OF US...