Mis Wasmiti 1 Complete Hausa Novel

She was walking very fast, with a slight limp, moving along while tapping her walking stick like an old person. I hurried and caught up with her, then looked at her carefully. Immediately, I realized she was an elderly Fulani woman, not just any ordinary one—there was wisdom about her. I greeted her in the Fulani language with a slight smile. She replied without stopping. Gently, I followed her and asked, “Grandma, where are you going so early in the morning, and in such a hurry, like someone whose plane is about to take off without her?”

She slightly turned to look at me and continued walking, saying, “It’s not compulsory that I hurry; even if I fall, I’ll still go.” I opened my mouth wide, my rubber teeth almost falling out, then I quickened my steps. “This one is faster than an airplane; he’s even above an airplane. When he’s ready, he waits for no one. An airplane gives time, but this one gives no time—he’s like a disaster. Once he appears, there’s no waiting. He’s like a storm, the king of scattering crowds.”

Confused, I said, “Grandma, who is this person? And where is he?” In her murmuring voice and with her walking stick, she said, “I’m going to Kamanni house; I have an errand. Today they are slaughtering a cow in Mambila.” I hurried after her and asked, “Kamanni house? Is that really the name of the house? What kind of resemblance is that?” I kept throwing questions at her, and she started giving me information in abundance 🐄🐄🐄.

They are the descendants of Alhaji Muhammad Babayo, popularly known as Malam Babayo, the chief of cattle, originally from Taraba State, in Mambila. He had two wives, five siblings, four sons, and one daughter. The senior wife, Inna, has three brothers and two sisters. Their eldest son is Barrister Muhammad Bello Muhammad, followed by Doctor Aliyu Muhammad, and their younger sister Aysha Muhammad.

There is also their aunt, who has two sons—Amadu, the eldest, and Hamisu.

Although Malam Babayo is not Fulani, he did not relent in educating his children in the knowledge of life; they all received deep education.

Barrister M.B.M, whom they call Baba Bello, has one wife, Nenne. She had twelve pregnancies, but only three children are alive due to repeated miscarriages. Sadiya is the eldest. After Sadiya, she had five pregnancies that all ended in loss. On the seventh, she gave birth to a male child named Ahmad, nicknamed Tokora, younger brother to Amadu. After Ahmad, she had four more pregnancies, all lost. On the twelfth, Allah spared her a child named Rabi’u.

Then there is Doctor Aliyu, whom they call Abba, with his wife Ummi. They have four children: Yusuf, the eldest, then Abubakar, Usman, and their daughter Aysha.

Then there is Goggo Aysha, married in Yola to Doctor Umar, the best friend of her brother Doctor Aliyu (Abba). She has three children: Adam, Hydar, and Maryam.

There is also Amadu, called Baba, with one wife and two children: Abdul and Amira.

And Baba Hamisu has one wife and one son, Sadiq.

The Kamanni family is a lineage blessed with wealth and the mercy of Almighty Allah—gifted with knowledge, beauty, provision, good health, love for one another, deep affection, and compassion.

Inna’s siblings were not highly educated, so they later joined vocational school. Baba Bello and Abba opened a large trading market for them called Kamanni Family. Amadu and Hamisu live with their parents in Mambila town, while Baba Bello and Abba live in Taraba with their families. However, their agreement is that every weekend they visit their parents and siblings.

The ages of Adam, Yusuf, and Ahmad are very close. In fact, on the 40th day after Adam’s birth, Yusuf was born; on Yusuf’s naming ceremony day, Ahmad was born. Ahmad’s life is admirable and attractive—clean living and strong mutual love. They resemble each other beyond imagination. Many people think they are triplets because of their striking resemblance: fair complexion, captivating fairness, handsome like Arabs, full of dignity, and hair like Indians. Their resemblance comes naturally, as they all resemble their parents, and the parents themselves are close relatives.

Despite their closeness, their characters differ greatly. Adam is the outspoken type—whatever is in his heart comes straight out. He talks a lot, loves jokes, has dry humor, and enjoys laughter.

Ahmad is a servant of Allah, the king of patience. Allah made him patient, trusting, humble, easygoing, cheerful, always smiling, and he hardly ever gets angry.

Yusuf, on the other hand, is the king of arguments—more troublesome than a mad person, extremely short-tempered, not playful unless something annoys him. His life circumstances made him different from others. Yusuf was born circumcised. Since childhood, he talked little and disliked excessive chatter. He has a firm opinion and cannot be easily influenced. He has a strong heart and discipline for children, dislikes interference, and is very strict. You could live with him for a year without seeing his smile, and even after four years, you might hardly see the whites of his eyes. He inherited this nature from Baba Bello, while Ahmad inherited Abba’s patience—as if Abba wasn’t even named Aliyu.

Despite Yusuf’s quarrelsome nature, he and Adam are inseparable. They grew up together in one house and one room. Adam’s father eventually allowed him to stay in Taraba. They studied together from primary school up to university. After their degrees, they went to India—Yusuf and Adam studied Medicine, while Ahmad studied Business on Abba’s instruction. Yusuf is currently studying at the University of Madinah, specializing further in Islamic Medicine. Whenever he has holidays, he comes home—like now, he arrived during Ramadan. He has bonded closely with his younger siblings, especially Aysha, with whom he clashes like fire and gunpowder. He also started disciplining Usman, Abdul, and Rabi’u. Amira even complains that whenever Yusuf comes for Eid celebrations, she won’t return until he leaves. Amira is Baba Bello’s favorite.

Everyone feels bad about how Yusuf and Aysha don’t get along. Yusuf sometimes feels like denying Ahmad, yet there is also a strong hidden love between them. The same goes for Adam and Amira.

“Come along, follow me gently—the rest of the story is ahead,” 🐄🐄🐄

By Garkuwan Fulani

Page 2 – MI, WASMITI

By Aysha Ali Garkuwa

She continued telling me stories about Usman, Rabi’u, Abdul, as well as Aysha, Amira, and Maryam.

Yusuf had a tender heart since childhood, which led to him developing a heart condition 💔. From primary school, at age six, their school uniform included short trousers and a small shirt. But Yusuf always felt distressed—he refused to wear shorts due to extreme shyness about exposing any part of his body. Nothing could force him. He refused, even demanding to change schools, but insisted on staying wherever Ahmad was. Eventually, the headmaster—who was Baba Bello’s friend—was informed, and no problem arose.

Yusuf commanded respect among his classmates; everyone wanted to befriend him, partly due to the knowledge Allah gave him.

One day at school, he fought with a boy named Mujaheed. They chased each other; Yusuf tried to catch him but failed. Teachers intervened, preventing revenge. Yusuf insisted on retaliation; when denied, he cried silently out of frustration until his breathing stopped. No one noticed until he collapsed unconscious.

He was rushed home immediately. Abba panicked; his life was saved with great difficulty. When Yusuf regained consciousness, crying, he swore he must retaliate. Eventually, Mujaheed and his parents were brought. Yusuf demanded Mujaheed kneel before him. Mujaheed’s father pushed his son forward to accept whatever retaliation. Yusuf beat him on the back, threatening not to forgive him otherwise. The boy begged for forgiveness—and from that day, they became friends.

She paused, looked at me calmly, and said, “That’s why you see me rushing—Yusuf has arrived, and I know he will harass them and leave without letting me finish my errand.”