Abban Sojoji Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel By Hafsat Bature

Family Reunion and Reflections

In the other section of the house, they were still in the living room. Junaid and Uncle Abusufyan had just finished explaining things about Hosana and Jahad. With a calm but troubled voice, Junaid asked, “But why didn’t they grow up with us? Why, Dad? Uncle, why?” He spoke with suspicion, looking at them with worry on his face.
Their father replied, “Junaid, even we didn’t know about them. If we had known they existed, we would never have allowed this to happen. It’s just destiny—what was written has already happened.”
Junaid fell silent for a moment, looking over at Jahad and the others. He wished they had all grown up together from the beginning. They would have received so much love and care from their family. Life is like that—ignorance can be darker than the darkest night. Even Sehrish and the others knew about this branch of the family, yet something prevented them from reaching out. Truly, their lives had been torn apart, separated from their father and denied their family—a situation that justice may only address in the hereafter.
Abusufyan then said, “I know everyone is hungry now. Considering yesterday, no one got a chance to eat. Now it’s time for happiness. We will prepare a grand feast for our three children. We want them to forget their past hardships and embrace this day as if it’s the first day of their lives, isn’t that right?”
The young ones nodded in agreement. “Yes, Father. Insha Allah, we will show them the love of family until they forget all the pain they’ve endured.” Abusufyan smiled quietly, feeling deep satisfaction.
Marshal Omar added, “We also ask for your forgiveness for the situation you found yourselves in. Even though it was not our fault, we take responsibility. Hosana, Sehrish, and Jahad, please forgive us.”
A wave of warmth and love filled the room as the children felt the affection of their family. Jahad spoke with emotion, “Everything that happened was already written by God. We are grateful for the trials, for our patience and endurance. Now, we rejoice together, and the greatest happiness is knowing that Uncle Abusufyan is truly our father, not some stranger…” She couldn’t finish her sentence, overcome by tears. Abusufyan gently embraced her, comforting her.

Breakfast and Tension

Hosana, trying to hide her smile, addressed Omar, showing her hand in greeting. Marshal smiled warmly, realizing they had truly become a family. Sgr, standing silently nearby, observed everything, arms folded, unable to rest until he confronted YA SAYYADI.
Azmee’s voice interrupted, “Father, breakfast is ready. You should come to the dining room.” She looked at Jahad, smiling.
Without delay, everyone gathered at the dining table, which was lavishly set with food and drinks. Ten people were seated, including an extra guest Junaid’s father had added. Azmee arranged some food for him. Abusufyan sat with Sehrish, Jahad, and Hosana.
The children served themselves heartily, proving how hungry they were. Only Sgr and their father had food served to them. The room was quiet except for the sound of utensils against plates.
Marshal Omar noticed Hosana, giving her a subtle signal with his spoon. She smiled and returned to her meal. Junaid, however, could not eat. Memories of what he had done to Jahad in the car haunted him—the kiss, the intrusion, and even touching her hijab. Anxiety gripped him, and he attempted to leave the dining room.
Everyone watched him, concerned. “Father, I’m not hungry. We already had breakfast with Mom. I’ll go see her now,” he said, referring to Jahad. His father, noticing him, nodded, allowing him to go.
Jahad, meanwhile, lifted her eyes from her plate, startled by Junaid staring at her. She felt uneasy, but trusted that her older sister Sehrish would protect her. Their eyes met briefly, and Junaid, still shaken by his guilt, turned toward his father’s bedroom. Abusufyan’s voice called out, “Jahad, what happened? You stopped eating—are you alright?”
The scene captured the mix of tension, remorse, and newfound familial love, as past wrongs clashed with the happiness of reunion.