Suger Dady Hausa Book Compelet

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Habeeb Lamido, who was standing, tightly closed his eyes.......a strange, fierce jealousy consumed him. Without realizing it, he felt tears rolling down his cheeks. He used his hand to wipe his cheeks and stared at his palm; self-pity gripped him, and he felt a total disgust for himself. He had never known that love could be such a torment until today, especially for someone who had harbored secret love. Breathing heavily like a bellows, he swore: "I will surely show Leesa her mistake for chatting with some random guy while she is still bound by my marital vows." Angrily, he finished entering the parlor. Out of nowhere, Haleesa and Hannah saw him enter, and seeing his intense state, they stood up in fright. In a harsh, thundering voice, he said: "Today I am certain that Leesa is a madwoman! You are the absolute worst kind of lunatic, yet you are bound by my marriage vows while chatting about some guy who isn't even in this world! Damn... to this ugly habit of yours!" He finished speaking in a hot rage, the veins on his head standing out prominently. Shocked, Haleesa stared back at him. In anger, she snapped at him: "Stop right there! How dare you call someone a madman? If not for madness, why would a man whose loved one is lying in the grave be jealous of him? Does this mean you are the big man... or a worthless big man..." A brutal slap from Habeeb cut her remaining words off in her throat; the stinging force of the slap vibrated through her brain. Before she could recover her senses, he grabbed her neck from behind in a vicious grip. Frightened, Hannah cried out: "Yaya Habeeb, what is this? Why are you judging her in anger?" With one hand, Habeeb swung at Hannah. She quickly ducked, but the blow caught her on the shoulder. Hannah dashed away running toward the upstairs, screaming for Madam Hindu. "I am tired of this chaotic love of yours, Leesa, which is torturing my soul!" He reached out to the center table, picked up a glass cup, smashed it against the table, threw down the broken shards, grabbed Haleesa's hand, and pressed the glass into it. "Here is a weapon, Leesa! Stab me in the heart so I can die and get some rest from this agonizing love I have for you—the love that gives you the courage to insult me." Haleesa froze, unable to comprehend what world she was in as Habeeb's words enveloped her in extreme shock. This gave Habeeb the opportunity to continue pouring out the secrets of his heart: "Leesa, I love you! I love you with a love I don't even have for myself. I love you more than the late Habeeb loved you; I swear I love you more than him, Leesa. You are my joy! I have never loved any woman except you. I never knew what worry and anxiety were until I fell in love with you. Your love has ruined me, Leesa." "Why won't you love me, Leesa?" "Or do you mean I don't measure up to the standard for you to love me?" "I know I wronged you in the past, but now I have repented. Have mercy on my life, Leesa, and love me. If you don't love me, Leesa, I could lose my life." As he finished speaking, he pushed her so hard she fell heavily to the floor. He squeezed the broken cup in his hand tightly, and blood began to flow. Panicked, Madam Hindu hurried down the staircase with Hannah following close behind. She let out a loud exclamation of shock: "Good heavens, Habeeb! Have you gone mad? For what reason did you slap someone else's daughter?" "Look at how your hand is bleeding! Put down that cup—did I not say I'm talking to you?" Habeeb stood frozen, unable to move. Madam Hindu raised her hand and delivered a fierce backhand slap to his face, instantly causing him to drop the glass. He staggered backward into a chair. Madam Hindu knelt down and lifted Haleesa's face with both hands. Haleesa looked like someone who had no blood left in her body. "Get up, Haleesa, get up, do you hear me?" She stood up with difficulty. Madam Hindu glared at Habeeb and said: "Get up and get out! Give me some space—I said get up and leave until I call for you!" she finished shouting. He stood up angrily and walked out. Madam Hindu pulled Haleesa into her bedroom. Up until then, Haleesa was completely out of her mind and unable to process her thoughts. Madam laid her down on the bed. Hannah looked at Madam and said: "I swear, Mom, Yaya Habeeb is a tyrant. He has made Haleesa's life miserable." She immediately narrated the kind of life Habeeb had subjected Haleesa to. Madam's anger flared intensely, and she began to rage like a wild beast: "Indeed, I will show Habeeb his mistake! He tried to play the hypocrite right in front of me, pretending to love this young girl, while behind my back he was oppressing her!" Meanwhile, Hannah continued to egg Madam on.

The Next Day Early at dawn, Habeeb arrived early at Madam's house and took up position in the downstairs parlor. Around 10:22 AM, Madam came downstairs and spotted Habeeb lying on a 3-seater sofa with his hand wrapped in a bandage, deep in thought. She barked a sharp command at him: "Get up, let's talk!" He sat up, looking terrified. Madam gave him a piece of her mind. "What I want from you now is this: since it was just her body you desired, I am certain by now your lust has faded. As the person who arranged your marriage to her, I am ordering you to write a letter of divorce and hand it to me right now." Panicked, Habeeb tumbled off the sofa and fixed his wide eyes on Madam Hindu. If people could die and return to life, Habeeb would have died and come back, because Madam's words shook him to his core. He felt as though molten lead was being poured over him. With a trembling voice and choked breath, he said: "Please, for the love of God, Sweetheart, have mercy and forgive me. I swear I deeply love Leesa..."

Sweetheart, separating me from Leesa is like separating me from my breath, because she is my joy! For God's sake, Sweetheart, please forgive me," he finished speaking as if he were about to cry. Madam Hindu shot him a glare filled with disgust, pointing at her finger: "I don't want to argue with you because I am not your mate, let alone having you try to pull your usual pretenses on me. Pull yourself together!" Dragging himself over to Madam, he buried his face in her knees, his voice trembling: "You will destroy my life, Sweetheart! I swear everything you heard come out of my mouth is not pretense; deep down in my heart, I love Leesa. If you separate me from her, you might just lose me." Roughly, she pushed his head away from her body: "So what if I lose you? Am I the only one I gave birth to? Whether you like it or not, you must divorce Haleesa, because I will not sit back and watch you continue to oppress someone else's daughter!" He squeezed his eyes shut, his heart boiling, unable to find the words to persuade Mom to understand the absolute depth of his love for Haleesa. He grabbed her hand: "Sweetheart, please try to understand me. I know I made mistakes, but now I have repented. Have mercy on me; do not separate me from my joy." Madam hissed loudly, pulling her hand away from his grip: "I am giving you 24 hours to bring me Haleesa's divorce paper! If you know you won't bring that paper, don't you dare come back to my house, or I will draw a very long line between you and her. Get up and get out of my sight!" Habeeb sat in silence as if he hadn't heard a word. In deep anger, Madam stood up: "Since you won't get up, I will get up! I am giving you space so you can sit there like a foolish, good-natured, hard-hearted idiot. You love her, yet who told you to go around maltreating her?!" "With all your arrogance, Habeeb, you spread your fingers and slapped someone else's daughter! Now, if her parents find out about the maltreatment you subjected their daughter to, what do you think will happen?" At that moment, Habeeb looked up in fright, staring at Madam Hindu's face. He swallowed hard, a bitter taste filling his mouth, unable to find anything to say. His body went completely cold. Madam turned and walked into her room, leaving Habeeb sitting in a state of deep uncertainty. After about 5 minutes of sitting with his head in his hands, he got up sluggishly and climbed the staircase straight to Hannah's room, expecting to find Haleesa there. Without asking permission from the occupants, he turned the door handle and pushed it open. Startled, Haleesa and Hannah, who were lying on the bed, looked toward the door. Haleesa quickly averted her gaze. Haleesa took a deep breath, walked closer, and stood by the bed with a grim face. He stared at Hannah, wide-eyed, and barked: "Get up, you!" Hannah quickly sat up. He pointed a finger at her: "I never knew Hannah was a hypocrite until today!" "Uh... um... Yaya Habeeb, what did I do to make you call me a hypocrite?" "I am going to slap you if you ask me what you did! Such is your hypocrisy, Hannah—you told Mom that I said I didn't love Leesa and that it was just her body I desired, knowing full well that Leesa is too shy to ever approach Mom with such a thing, but because you are ill-mannered, you went and told Mom!" Hannah's body began to tremble, her eyes darting back and forth in panic. Seeing this, Habeeb grabbed her ear and twisted it hard. Hannah let out a sharp cry of pain as he issued a warning: "If you ever let Mom know I came into this room, I will beat you senseless! Get up and get out." Instantly, both Hannah and Haleesa stood up, because even Haleesa was terrified by Habeeb's behavior, fearing that once he was done with Hannah, he would turn on her. Quickly, Habeeb intercepted Haleesa's path. Their eyes locked, and her eyeballs widened in fear at the sight of him, especially with the swollen imprint of his fingers still resting on her cheek. Immediately, deep remorse overwhelmed him again; love and pity for her took an even deeper hold of his heart. The sound of her crying brought him back to his senses. He grabbed her hand firmly, but she yanked it away and tried to walk past him. Once again, he blocked her way: "I'm so sorry, Leesa. Please listen to me; I know I am at fault toward you, which is why I want you to give me a chance to wipe away my wrong." Angrily, she began to speak, waving her hands: "I am tired, Yaya Habeeb! I am tired of the misery you cause me. Get out of my way; I don't want you to come around anymore. The only reason I even tolerate staying in this house is out of respect for Mom, or else I would have gone my separate way long ago." Habeeb's expression shifted into one of deep pity. He softened his voice: "Leesa, even when we disobey God who created us, if we ask Him, He forgives us—let alone us human beings." "Every human being is prone to mistakes, Leesa. Have mercy on my life and forgive me." Without responding to him, she walked over to the edge of the bed, sat down, and held her head. Habeeb stood watching her for a moment before moving closer, kneeling down in front of her, and lifting her face. She tightly shut her eyes. She desperately didn't want to look at his face because it could break her heart, now that she realized she had fallen deep into loving him. "I've lost the words to express my feelings for you, Leesa, but I truly love you. I can't pinpoint the exact moment your love entered my heart, but know this: I love you more than I love myself." "I am begging you, accept me. I will teach you how to love me back, Leesa. You are the first woman my heart has ever truly loved. In all the time I spent with Auntie Salma, I never felt a fraction of what I feel for you, Leesa." Haleesa didn't know whether she was standing on earth or in the sky; she couldn't believe the things her ears were hearing from Habeeb Lamido. Could a day really come when an arrogant man like Habeeb Lamido would humble himself before her? Today, she finally understood the truth in Ammi's advice to her: "Haleesa, be patient and practice perseverance. God, who took care of Habeebu, will bring you someone far better than him in every aspect of life." When Ammi gave her that advice, she had simply brushed it off, thinking Ammi was just trying to comfort her. But now, God had shown her that He is merciful and compassionate to His servants, bringing her someone who surpassed the late Yaya Habeeb in every single way. She herself knew that having Habeeb Lamido as her husband was a divine blessing. Haleesa let out a deep sigh of relief, opening her eyes to look into Habeeb's face, feeling a fresh wave of love flooding her heart. One part of her mind whispered: What are you waiting for, Haleesa? Just tell him you love him! Immediately, another voice argued: Haleesa, are you going to lose your self-respect? Use this opportunity to make him squirm just like he made you suffer! She puckered her face and said: "Look here, man of God, I said I don't love you. Leave me alone and get out of my life! If you keep pressing me, you'll regret it. And don't think I will run back to Yola—I'll disappear into the wide world where no one will ever find me! If you don't want that, don't ruin my parents' lives, because they are the ones who show me genuine love, not pretense." He held his head, uttering an exclamation. He felt a knot twisting in his chest; a man's pride was starting to sting. He wasn't much of a talker, but he had pushed his limits, turning almost into a parrot just so Haleesa could understand the fierce love plaguing him, yet she still failed to understand and kept bringing up this nonsense about him "pretending." Habeeb stood up despondently and sat near her. She quickly moved away; he moved closer again, and she moved away once more. Frustration overtook Habeeb—he grabbed her hand and aggressively rubbed her fingers. She let out a sharp cry, and immediately he pressed his lips to hers. They remained like that for a long time before he released her. He pressed his forehead against hers and playfully bit her nose. She closed her eyes as tears began to stream down. "I don't believe you, Yaya Habeeb. You don't love me; you are deceiving me and trying to ruin me. Perhaps there is still a remnant of someone else's love left in your heart." From deep in his throat, he whispered: "Why are you so merciless, Leesa?" "Even a blind man could see that I am in love with you, Leesa." She twisted her face and said: "Perhaps I am the blind one, which is why I cannot accept you." Habeeb shook his head and said: "Let's put that aside. I don't want you to accept looking at me as someone who doesn't love you, just because you see me begging you. Stop thinking Mom means it when she says I should divorce you—she only says that for the thrill of the conversation to cheer herself up. But I swear, even if she placed the barrel of a gun to my head, the only word I would utter to her is that I love you, not divorce! Now, do me one favor: get up and let's go to the hospital to get your eyes checked out. I don't want anything happening to you." Haleesa gave a wry smile and said: "Oh, this is not the first time you've slapped me, leaving my eyes bloodshot and your fingerprints planted on my cheeks. Don't worry yourself; this is not unfamiliar territory to me." Habeeb smiled and interlocked his fingers with hers: "Uhm... Leesa, what happened was almost 3 years ago—did you really not forget?" She shot him a glare and turned her face away. No matter how hard Habeeb tried to get Haleesa to listen to him, she refused. Finally, she stood up and headed toward the door, but he quickly pulled her back, and with difficulty, she agreed to sit down. In a harsh voice, she began: "I said I don't love you, Yaya Habeeb! Leave me alone! Have you forgotten the maltreatment you used to dish out to me, huh? Or was you told that I don't have a heart in my chest? Well, I am warning you to stay out of my business—I don't love you anymore, please stay away from me!" She finished speaking in a tearful voice. Habeeb let out a breath of air in frustration, staring at her. By now, the words in his mouth were nearly exhausted. For a long time, neither of them spoke. Habeeb glanced down at his wristwatch and his eyes widened in shock as he looked at Haleesa: "Look at the length of time I've spent in this room begging you! Isn't this alone enough to convince you that I love you?" "Leesa, there is nothing I value more than time, because once it passes, it never returns. Yet throughout all this time, I haven't gone anywhere; I've just been kneeling before you, begging you to have mercy on me and forgive me, Leesa." Haleesa remained silent, as if deep in thought. Eventually, her brain hatched a malicious plot to hurt Habeeb very badly. She raised her eyes, a wicked smile playing on her face, and began to speak with the same teasing manner Habeeb used to have: "I will agree to accept your proposal, but under one condition." She paused for breath, waiting for him to respond. Panicked, Habeeb looked up, his voice trembling: "What is your condition? If you will just agree to me, I can do anything." A cunning smile crossed Haleesa's face, and she said...

She quickly looked up at him, fluttering her eyelashes mischievously: "Do you really think you can do it, Yaya Habeeb?" He smiled, closing his eyes: "That's not your problem; just state your condition. A woman who has repented of her mistakes is never short of suitors." She pouted: "Uhm... the condition isn't even that harsh. I want to verify whether the love you keep boasting about is genuine, or if you are just pretending so you can get the chance to satisfy your lust for me." He quickly looked away, which gave Haleesa the opening to continue: "If you truly love me, Yaya Habeeb, and it's not just my body you want, starting from today, you must not come near where I am, and you must not call me on the phone for a full 3 months! If you truly love me, you should be able to endure those months without even looking my way. But if it's just lust, I'm certain you won't even survive a single day without coming to see me. Now, brave man stepping into a deep well, can you do it?" Only then did Habeeb look up at her with a stunned expression: "Are you out of your mind, girl? 3 months, you said, Leesa? Why not say 3 days—even those would be agonizing! Honestly, I can't do this!" Haleesa screwed up her face, her eyes welling up with tears. Using a coy, whiny voice mixed with theatrical crying, she started: "I knew it! You never loved me; you're just deceiving me! If it were true, genuine love, what is 3 months?" "Please, Leesa, understand me. The love I have for you won't let me go through that long period without catching a glimpse of your beautiful face. If I force myself to do that, it could harm me. I love you so truly that I don't want to be distanced from you for even a single second," he finished in a soft, low voice. She turned her back to him: "Fine, Yaya Habeeb, you can leave. But before you go, know that at any moment you can find me a suitor, because I cannot continue living with someone who cannot stand firm for my happiness—which shows your heart is still doubting my love." By this point, Haleesa was pushing him to his limits. He stood up angrily: "I can't, Leesa! Here I am, hoping Mom would let you return to my house today so we could start building a wonderful life, and you come up with this nonsense?" Before Haleesa could reply, Madam Hindu pushed the door open and walked in, uttering exclamations of shock as both Habeeb and Haleesa stared at her. "Oh... oh... Son, are you still in this house? You abandoned the young girl in the parlor and came up here to loiter and guard the place? Didn't I say I never want to see your foot in this house again?!" With a choked voice, Habeeb stammered: "I... it's not like something brought me in..." "Oh, stop right there! This long stance I found you in, were you giving her a lesson or what?" "Huh... Sweetheart, I was just apologizing to her." "Well, you no longer have any words left to apologize to her!" She turned to Haleesa: "The judgment you passed is fine by me. In my view, since love brought this, he should give you the divorce paper and each of you can find your proper match." Habeeb swallowed some intensely bitter saliva, staring at Madam Hindu in fright, amazed at how she was trying to wedge herself between him and his happiness. As far as he knew, he had done nothing wrong to her, yet today she was hitting him with things he wasn't used to. "Starting from today, I do not want to see your foot in this house until the 3 months are up!" Madam's declaration cut off Habeeb's thoughts, and she continued: "And if you dare let fate make you step foot in this house, consider yourself divorced from her—isn't that right, Haleesa?" Quickly, Haleesa nodded her head. Habeeb stood dumbfounded, staring at them. Madam shot him a glare and said: "Get moving and leave!" In a heated rage, he rushed to the door, pulled it open forcefully, and stepped out into the downstairs parlor where he found Hannah watching TV. He delivered a sharp, heavy knock on her head. "Oh God, Mom! Yaya Habeeb is going to kill me!" "You hypocrite!" he shouted angrily. "Quiet, or I'll slap you! Did all my warnings mean nothing to you? Because you are a hypocrite, you went and told Sweetheart that I came into your room with Leesa, didn't you?!" "I swear, Yaya Habeeb, it wasn't me who told..."

Summary

In this Hausa romance excerpt, Haleesa and Habeeb Lamido navigate a turbulent, emotionally charged dynamic filled with intense jealousy, misunderstandings, and past heartbreaks. Habeeb is consumed by fierce jealousy over Haleesa's lingering memories of her late husband and confronts her angrily, leading to a physical altercation where he slaps her and later exhibits erratic, remorseful behavior.

Habeeb desperately professes his deep, unchanging love for Haleesa, begging for her forgiveness and acceptance. However, Haleesa, remembering the pain and arrogance he previously subjected her to—as well as wise advice from Ammi—remains guarded and tests his resolve. She proposes a demanding condition: that he stays away from her completely and has no contact for three months to prove his love isn't just driven by lust. Habeeb finds this condition excruciatingly impossible. Meanwhile, Madam Hindu (Haleesa's guardian/mother figure) firmly opposes Habeeb's presence, continually attempts to drive a wedge between them, and demands Habeeb issue a divorce. The chapter ends with high tension as Habeeb faces ultimatum after ultimatum, and a furious confrontation erupts between Habeeb and Hannah after Hannah is accused of snitching.

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• Setting: A multi-story family home containing a downstairs parlor, an upstairs bedroom, and a staircase, shifting between tense living spaces and private bedrooms.
• Tone: Emotional, dramatic, tense, romantic, and confrontational. The narrative swings wildly from explosive anger and physical violence to deep remorse, emotional vulnerability, and playful psychological testing between lovers.
• Key Themes: Unconditional vs. toxic love, remorse and redemption, emotional testing/mind games in relationships, parental/guardian interference, and overcoming past traumas.

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