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The story takes place in the rural area of *Kausani*, situated in the *Wudil* local government of the northeast part of *Kano* state, Nigeria. The area is far removed from the hustle and bustle of the city, bearing the hallmarks of a quiet village life. It was home to a renowned educator and community leader…
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I noticed a striking young girl dressed in traditional Fulani attire, her dress and waistcloth modestly covered her body, leaving her beauty to the imagination. She possessed radiant yellow skin, a slender face with a delicate nose, and small lips. Her large, sleepy-looking eyes were accentuated by thin, long lashes and finely shaped eyebrows. A…
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The school was abuzz with various activities, some students were engrossed in their studies while others were engaged in conversations with their partners or friends. Suddenly, the arrival of a black car drew the attention of most of the students, including Safna Tasaki. As the car parked near a Dalbejiya tree, Safna’s gaze fixated on…
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Two girls were getting ready for school. Meenat hurriedly picked up her clothes, but come morning, she didn’t seem willing to get up. Meenat was clearly in a bad mood. Upon entering the class, no one dared to join her. Safiyya apologized, “Sis, I’ll get up now, sorry.” Waiting for her, Safiyya passed by the…
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She was walking, periodically looking back, approaching a door, where she eventually stopped and typed a message: “Come out, open it. I’m outside.” Glancing back at the window, she noticed an old man walking and knocking. “Tasleem, God is ready for you,” he said with folded hands, his eyes twinkling. She raised her fist and…
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It’s the middle of the night, and almost to your ear, there is no sound that you can hear except for the one standing in the sky. Then the ground starts shaking, and you say an earthquake came. The ground begins to crack, and some kind of smoke comes out. Finally, a white thing peeks…
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Aguje Tatawo, how is she? Please, the assistantThe issue will be discussed in the ink room and he will be in the cellar.Still, not a child, behaving like a girl, justLook at yourself. I don’t know how to express how sorry I am.Your heart will know how you are, the only one who makes mehappy…
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She sobbed as if her very soul were on the verge of departing, lying on the small bed with blankets draped over her, her eyes shut tightly, her heart throbbing like a sharp pang in her stomach. Her soft voice trembled, “I did, I know, in my life, Jabir, you hurt me, you deceived me,…
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Chapter One “Teacher! Teacher!! Teacher!! Come quickly, and witness the power of God. This girl has fainted!” The urgent call propelled the teacher out of the classroom. Upon reaching the scene, he observed the girl’s condition and immediately turned to her mother. “Gentlemen, help me carry Mumtaz outside. I will call Alhaji, and we’ll take…