Mairo Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel

Aunty (Gwaggo) was trying to go out while Halilu was trying to come in. They bumped into each other, and she grabbed his collar and dragged him inside angrily.

“So you have no sense, Halilu? Just because you are a boy you think you can slap Mairo harder than the beating Almu gave her? What did she do to you?”

He shook his head.

“Come on, Aunty. Why do you always believe whatever she tells you? How could I slap her for no reason at all?”

“I know your behavior. You don’t like her. You’re capable of doing anything to her.”

He looked at Mairo, who was standing quietly watching them like a hypocrite, and asked,

“Did I beat you?”

She nodded, pouting and forcing tears.

“Yes. Where Almu broke me, you slapped my cheek.”

Aunty tightened her grip on his collar again.

“You wicked boy! Is that what you should do? You stood there and let Almu harm her like that. Why do you hate this girl so much, Halilu?”

“Ohhh Aunty, come on. What kind of harm could Almu do to her? She was rude to an elder, so he only pushed her a little.”

Aunty said,

“And what business was it of his to push her? Did he give birth to her? You’re lying!”

Halilu replied,

“Aunty, if someone’s leg was really broken, would she be able to walk herself home and come tell you about it? They would have carried her here.”

Aunty released his collar and went over to Mairo to check her leg.

Immediately Mairo started crying louder,

“Ouch! My leg!”

But when Aunty examined it, she saw no sign of swelling or injury—nothing that looked like a fracture.

Aunty stood up and said,

“Get up and walk. Let me see.”

Mairo held her leg dramatically.

“Ouch! I can’t step on it, Aunty. It’s already broken.”

Cleverly, Halilu removed his shoe and threw it at her with all his strength. Instantly she ran into the room screaming.

He stepped closer to Aunty, picked up his shoe, and said,

“So someone whose leg is broken can run like that?”

Aunty remained silent.

Halilu continued,

“Aunty, one day this girl will make you lose respect if you keep believing everything she tells you. You might end up quarreling with everyone because of her.”

Aunty clicked her tongue.

“Mtsss! So what if I quarrel with everyone because of her? Do you want me to just sit and watch people wrong her? Even if it were you who touched her, I would confront you—let alone someone else.”

Halilu said nothing more. He just shook his head and left, leaving Aunty still grumbling.

After Mairo heard him leave, she came out crying fake tears.

Aunty scolded her angrily:

“Mairo, if you keep coming to me with lies, I’ll get angry with you and stop involving myself in your matters.”

She leaned on her, crying sweetly.

“But I’m not lying. Almu beat me, and Halilu hit me with a whip.”

Aunty pushed her slightly.

“But you told me Halilu slapped you and Almu broke your leg.”

Mairo pouted.

“Yes, I lied about that, but they both beat me.”

“Then why did you lie to me? Halilu said you were rude to an elder.”

“Well Aunty, she started insulting me first and called me troublesome.”

“But you know I’ve warned you against rudeness and lying. From today, I’m not getting involved in your issues anymore.”

Mairo started crying louder.

“I won’t do it again, Aunty. Please don’t be angry with me.”

Aunty hated seeing Mairo cry, so she pulled her close.

“Alright, I won’t be angry. But stop it, okay? It’s not good and I don’t like it.”

“I’ve stopped. From today I won’t even look at people anymore.”

Aunty laughed.

“So you’ll walk around with your eyes closed?”

“Yes! I won’t look at people again so they won’t accuse me of being rude.”

Aunty stroked her head.

“No, just listen to advice and stop being rude. You don’t have to close your eyes.”

Mairo laughed.

“I’m only joking with you, Aunty. How can I walk with my eyes closed? Do you want me to fall into a well or a pit?”