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randa ya bugu ya miki wani abun fah? Ki nemi wani aiki please banasan abu ya tab’a ki.”
       “Karki damu Afrah in shaa Allah ba abinda ze min, ni so nake naji me tarihin sa mesa yake shaye shaye. No offense amman Mr. Fauzi kyakkyawan namiji ne da duk macen data gansa (musamman ‘yan matan miemie bee novels group LOL) zataji tana sonsa kotaji ya burgeta ga kyau ga kud’i ga class ba abinda ya rasa mesa zena shaye shaye? Dole da akoi k’wararren reason and I must find out wayasani ko in giara masa rayuwa.”

      Cike da mamaki Afrah ke kallon Fannah, yaushe rayuwar mutane ya soma damun Fannah’n da bata shiga cikin jama’a. Ahhh! gaskia Mr. Fauzi ya k’ure ta fannin had’ewa. “Toh kekuma tanan kika b’ullo yau? Ai bari ya cigaba da saki kuka ni ba ruwa na. Ina ruwanki da shaye shayensa yaga dama ya dawwama dashi mana. Nikam gaskia ina ji miki tsoro.”
    “Worry not Afrah.”
 
    Washegari ma tun 7:00AM Fannah tagama shirinta se jiran call daga Anas take amman shiru 7:30AM nayi kawai ta tsari napep ta k’arisa office nasa koda datayi knocking bakin k’ofar kuwa ba response ta gwada bud’ewa ma a rufe waje ta nema ta zauna daga gefe tana jiran dawowansa.

   8:00AM on the dot k’ofan elevator ya bud’u Anas ya bayyana daga bayansa. Cike da mamaki Fannah ke kallon Anas dake sanye da suit as always. Wai shi jira yake ne se takwas d’in daidai ya cika ya shigo a’a kokuwa kawai perfect timer ne? Binsa da kallo take tana wannan nazari har ya iso bakin k’ofar bata sani ba.
“Incase kina mamakin ko tsayawa nake se daidai 8:00AM yayi nake iso nan toh you are mistaking kuma wai ban hanaki kallo na haka ba?”
      “I’m sorry” ta fad’a a kunyace.
     “Ba abinda na tambaya ba kenan.”
     “Ka hana...” Ta fad’i kanta a k’asa.
      “Then kidena, saboda ke barin fara sa niqaf ba. Mschww!” nan ya bud’e k’ofar office d’in yashiga, Fannah na biye a bayansa. Bayan ya ajiye jakansa ya juyo tare da crossing arms nasa a chest nasa yana kallonta.

       “Waye ya gayyace ki nan?” Sam bata fahimce sa ba. Hijbanta me hula ta sake ja tare da rufe mata kusan rabin fuskarta, ta tsani taji wannan blue eyes nasa kansa.
      “So kike na sake repeating kaina?” Ya sake tambayarta yana mata wani erin kallon rashin isa.
    Murya ciki ciki tace, “Sir ban fahimce ka ba.”
    “Dama ina zaki fahimta? Uban wa ya gayyato ki nan yau? Ni na kiraki nace kizo?”
  Kai ta kad’a masa “Sir naga yau thursday ne kuma ranan aiki ne shiyasa.”
    “So what? Nifa sanda na fad’a miki banasan shisshigi, wai ku mata duk haka kuke ne? Tunda kin kawo kanki off you go, make me coffee. Kuma wannan fuskarki da kike rufewa ki bud’e is not as if I’m interested in looking at it.”

     A hankali ta mayar da hijabin daidai sannan taje ta ajiye jakarta ta had’o masa coffeen yauma sauran kad’an ta sake zubarwa. “Wai wace erin clumsy mutun ce ke? Ehh? Am teilling you yau da wannan coffee ya zube kan wannan building drawing sekin re drawing min I don’t care baki iya ba. Mschww!” fisgan cup d’in yayi daga hannunta wanda a garin haka ya tab’a mata yankanta dake kan warkewa. K’ara ta sakar amman ko a kwalan rigarsa komawa tayi ta zauna kan kujera tana kuka. Anas be ma san tanayi ba can da kukan ya ishesa yace, “ke!” A hankali ta d’ago jajayen idanunta ta a zasu kansa. “K’aran kukan nan na distracting d’ina ko kiyi shiru kokuma ki fita.”

      A hankali ta mik’e ta sauk’o k’asa inda ta saba ganin Yusuf yau ma can ta samesa. “Fannah ya haka idanunki duk sunyi ja? Kin ji ciwo ne.”
     Murmushi ta k’irk’iro “a’a ba komai.”
      “A’a da akoi komi keda Boss ne?”
    Kamar ta masa k’arya sekuma ta fad’i gaskia kawai. A hankali ta giad’a kai hawaye na sake cikowa idanta.
    “Haba! Fannah I thought you were a fighter, ai in kikace zaki biye wa Boss kullum kina cikin kuka kenan, haka shi yake in ya bak’anta wa mutum rai ne yake jin dad’i, hak’uri zakiyi kina basa uzuri, wallahi kina ganin Boss haka ne he is weak kawai pretending yake to be strong, past d’insa kullum bibiyarsa yake zuwa present kinga ko dole yana sauk’e haushinsa kan mutane. Kiyi hak’uri.”

     “Toh amman Yusuf mesa duk tsiyarsa naga yafi wa mata kan maza mesa?”
     “Nima bansani ba Fannah wannan lamari se Allah. Barinje inyi arranging wad’annan a file room.”
     “Muje tare ba abinda nakeyi nima.” Haka duk inda ze je Fannah tana biye dashi, sosai ta zagaya building d’in ranan floors kad’an ne batayi exploring ba. Duk wani walak’anci erin na Anas ma ta manta dashi se enjoying kanta take gun Yusuf gashi da surutu da kayan ban dariya. Abinci ma tare sukaci bayan sunyi sallan azahar tama manta yakamata taje ta had’a wa Anas coffee tunda azahar tayi.

      Anas na zaune kan table nasa bayan ya idda sallah se zanen building drawing d’in yake. Bayan ya gama ya soma modeling zanen, zane ne me uban kyan gaske, bungalow ne amman had’ade harda underground ga garden da swimming pool ba abinda babu ciki. Jiran Fannah yake tun d’azu tazo ta had’a masa coffee amman shiru, shi yanzu ya saba inbe sha coffeen Fannah ba baijin dad’i. Inde ze sha coffeen ta kuwa be damuwa da cin abinci. Har to 1:30PM Fannah bata dawo ba.

       Wayarsa ya ja daga kan table ya yayi scrolling kan contact nata ya kira to his suprise waya ya soma ringing cikin office d’in wato ko fita da wayartan ma batayi ba. Tsuka yaja yayi hanging take ransa ya b’aci Kacallah ya kira ko ya ganta sam Kacallah yace besa ta a ido ba. Ya kira kusan mutane uku duk ba wanda ya ganta, kokuma suce d’azu sunga wucewarta. Yusuf ya kira daga k’arshe.
      “Hello Boss?” Cewar Yusuf.
     “Kaga Fannah?” Anas ya tambayesa ba wasa cikin muryarsa. Tunda Fannah taji Yusuf yakira Boss taji cikin ta ya rud’e. Kai take kad’a wa Yusuf kan yace batta nan amman inaaa shima Yusuf d’in tsoro yake kar Anas ya gano gaskia yayi firing nasa.
     “Yes Boss.”
   “Ina take then?” Anas ya tambaya almsot kamar masifa.
    “Mu.. Muna tare Boss.”
    “Aikin daka koma yi kenan ko? Toh kaji kasani nan ba wajen baza soyayya bane zaku iya yin abunku a waje amman banda cikin building d’ina.”
   “I’m sorry Boss it will never happen again.”
     “Better” cewar Anas “ita kuma budurwar taka kace mata tazo ina jiranta.” Ding! Ya katse wayar kafin Yusuf ya masa bayani, sam ya kasa kallon Fannah.
     “Yusuf meyace?” ta tambaya duk ta rud’e.
     “Karkiyi kuka please, kije yana kiranki kinyi wani laifi neh?”
    “Innalillahi!” Nan ne ta tuna bata had’a masa coffeen rana ba. “OMG! Mr. Fauzi zeyi ball dani yau wallahi coffeen sa na mance, nashiga uku” take ta soma cin faratun ta.
    “Don’t panic kiyi sauri kije kafin ya sake fusata.” A sanyaye ta mik’e k’afafunta se b’ari suke. Koda ta isa sama kasa knocking tayi bakin k’ofar already hawaye ma sun fara ciko mata a hankali tayi knocking sau d’aya shiru be amsa ba kuma sarai yaji nan tayi na biyu. “Come” yace a hankali ta bud’e k’ofar ta mayar a nitse sannan ta tako cikin office d’in ta tsaya da kanta a k’asa. Pencil dake hannunsa ya ajiye ya d’ago kai yana kallonta.

       “D’au jakarki kibarmin building” ya fad’i ba tare da nuna damuwa ba. A razane ta d’ago kai hawaye na bin kumatun ta “Mr. Fauzi I’m so sorry dan Allah kayi hak’uri please.”
     “Don’t let me repeat myself. Kin jini ki d’au jakarki ki tafi zan kira Adam ya biyaki kud’in ki. Now off you go.”
  Kuka take sosai in Anas ya koreta bata san ina zata samu wani aikin ba yadda neman aiki keda wuya “Sir please, hakan bare sake faruwa ba dan Allah kayi hak’uri.”
  Ko sauraranta baiyi “in kika barni na sake nanata kaina ranki ze b’aci.”
   “Sir dan Al-”
   Yi yayi kamar ze tashi. Har k’asa Fannah ta durk’ushe tana kuka “dan Allah kayi hak’uri wallahi in kayi firing d’ina bansan ina zan sake samun wani aikin ba, ni nake kula da family na Baba na bashida lafiya have mercy please.” Yana jin ta ambato family’nta seya nemi fushinsa ya rasa “get up” yace mata. A nitse ta mik’e tana share hawayenta.

    “For your family’s sake, zan barki ki cigaba da aiki anan.”
    Wani sanyi taji a ranta “thank you sir thank you so much.”
    “Inba wai na manta bane na hanaki min godiya.” Duk wannan magana dayake bai kallin Fannah. Se a yanzu ne yad’ago kai yana kallonta da blue eyes nasa. “Ki bud’e kunnuwanki dakyau ki jini.” Kai ta giad’a “inaji Sir.”

      “Yau shine na farko kuma na k’arshe da zaki sake zuwa wani waje kibar min wayanki a office kina jina?” A hankali ta giad’a kai. Ya cigaba “kin ajemin saboda in miki recieving calls ne?” “A’a kayi hak’uri.”
    “Ai dama saboda na hak’uran ne saisa kike tsaye cikin office nan har yanzu. Secondly, building d’ina ba wajen yin hira da saurayi bane in keda saurayin naki kunasan spending time tare seku bari in kun bar nan banasan iskanci cikin nan aiki ya kawo ku ba soyayya ba. I hope am clear.”

     “Sir Yusuf fa ba saurayi na bane ka-” ta fad’i kanta na kallon k’asa a yayinda ya katse ta “ban damu ba koda mijinki ne, nide na fad’a miki the next time kika manta abinda ya kawo ki nan saboda hira ya miki dad’i you will be fired for good.” Da hannu ya mata nuni wuce ki had’a min coffee.

    Bayan ta had’a masa ta ajiye kan table d’in. Sosai model dayake had’awan ya mata kyan bala’i sarai ya gane abinda take kallo kenan. “Cikin rules naki I made it clear banda shisshigi so mind your business please”
“I’m sorry” tace sannan ta koma ta zauna tare da ciro wayarta tana game ita ta k’osa ma lokacin tashinsu yayi ta tafi gida. Tana cikin yin game a wayarta Anas ya buga table da k’arfin daya firgita ta. “Kashe game d’innan” ya fad’i ransa b’ace.
“Sir I’m sorry amman fa nasa a silent.”
“Meaning baraki kashe ba kenan?”
“A’a zan kashe” ta amsa a takaice.
“Then make it quick.” Nan ta kashe daidai lokacin wayarsa ya soma ringing ganin Amal ke kira ya murmusa kallonsa kawai Fannah take.

“My Angel” ya ce da Amal.
“Ya Anas zan taho office naka yau tunda banje school ba.”
“Angel amman fa bakida lafiya kikace.”
“Toh Ya Anas ni banasan physics d’innan kuma har double muke dashi yau sesa nayi k’arya.”
“Angel! K’arya!” Yayi exclaiming.
“I’m sorry Ya Anas.”
“Toh karki sake.”
“Ya Anas inzo? Inasan inga wancan Fannah d’inne I want to be friend with her.”
“Da Fannan?” Ya tambaya cike da mamaki. Jin an kira sunanta ta d’aga kai ta kallesa shima kallon nata yake take ta kau da kai.

“Eh Ya Anas ita tabada hankali.”
“A’a Angel, Fannah bata zo office ba yau kibari se watarana.”
Cike da mamaki Fannah ta d’ago tana kallonsa toh in ba’a office take ba ina take?
“Yawwa ba-bye” yayi hanging. Ko kallon Fannah ma beyi ba yacigaba da yin abinda yake.


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Haka ta ta zama shiru game dayake sata nishad’in ma Boss nata ya hana ta yi. Time-to-time take satan kallonsa dan ba k'arya model dake gabansan ya bala’in mata kyau. Kafin lokacin tashin su yayi as usual ta had’a masa coffee cikin flask takai masa har mota.

          Isan Anas gida keda wuya ya wuce d’akinsa thank god Amal bata nan sunfita da Ummie da ta cika masa kunne da surutu bayan ya watsa ruwa ya  sha coffeen sa sannan ya kwanta.

   _Bawan Allah ka cuceni, ka rabani da budurcita martaba ta, ka cuceni barin tab’a yafe maka ba. Kuma ina nan kusa da kai INA TARE DA KAI..._

     Firgit Anas ya tashi daga mafarkin dayake yana nishi sosai, ga wani uban zufan dake k’eto masa. Hannunsa bibbiyu yasa cikin gashin kansa yana hargitsawa daidai lokacin knock yazo daga k’ofar d’akin. “Waye ne?” ya tambaya. “Shettima ne in shigo?”
“Eh” ya amsa a kasalance. Shettima na ganinsa ya gane mafarki yayi wajen dispenser ya nufa ya d’ibo ruwa ya kai masa bayan Anas yad’an sha ya masa godiya.
     “Mafarkin wa kayi kuma? Ummimi?”
     Kai Anas ya kad’a masa. “Shettima yarinyan... *_TANA TARE DA NI_* I can feel it help me find her please. Wallahi shekaran jiya ma sanda nayi mafarkinta kuma it hurts me alot in naji tana cewa na cuce ta na rabata da budurcinta.” Kafad’arsa Shettima ya dafa “Ya Anas kai yanzu koda ka sameta me zaka mata? Kafa riga ka b’ata mata rayuwa”

     “Shettima I will seek for her forgiveness, zan nemi gafararta koda kuwa kneeling zanyi gabanta I will do it. A rayuwa inasan in karya wa mata zuk’atansu amman bawai in raba su da martabarsu ba Shettima.” Ya fad’a a hankali cike da damuwa kamar ba Mr. Fauzi da muka sani ba.
    “Toh Ya Anas what if tace bara ta yafe maka bafah? Tace sede ka aureta ofcourse kasan kowace mace zata so kasancewa matarka.”
     “I will do it Shettima inhar aurenta zesa ta yafemin zanyi, baraka gane yadda abin ke damuna ba.” Sosai Shettima yasha mamakin jin kalman ‘aure’ fitowa daga bakin Anas gaskia Anas yayi regreting abinda ya aikata yakamata yarinyan ta yafe masa duk sanda suka had’u. Kwanciya yayi jikin Shettima a yayinda shikuma ya dafa hannunsa kan kafad’arsa. “Karka damu I’m sure duk rananda kuka had’u zata yafe maka, ni da kaina zan mata explaining komai.”
“Thank you” Anas ya ce masa tare da tasowa daga jikinsa ya kishingid’a jikin gado.

“Toh zan wuce d’akina Ya Anas please karka sha wani abu, shaye shayen nan da kake ba shi ze warkar maka da tunanin yarinyan nan ba.”
Kai Anas ya giad’a masa danko shi yasani sarai in be sha syrup nasa kokuma giya ba damuwansa barasu gushe ba. Shettima na fita shima ya sa kaya ya wuce paint house nasa(d’an k’aramin gida) acan ya bud’o fridge ba komi bane aciki inbanda kwalban giya masu tsadan gaske d’aya ya zaro daga ciki ya nemi waje ya zauna, ya kashe wayoyinsa tukunna yadda bara ma a damesa ba. Sannan ya shanye fiye da rabi. A hankali matsolilinsa suka soma gushewa har se sanda yajisa problem free daga nan ya samu ya kwanta yayi bacci sosai daga kan kujerar ma ya gangaro k’asa ya cigaba da baccinsa se can bayan isha Anas ya tashi nan ya biya sallolinsa.

Yayi frying omalet yaci sannan ya k’are kwalban d’azu ya koma ya kwanta. Agida kuwa hankalin kowa ya tashi gashi in sun gwada lambobinsa duk bame shiga gashi kuma ba wanda yasan da zaman paint house daya saya wanda yake zama ciki if he wants to be alone ko Shettima ma besani ba. Shide Shettima yasan sarai yanzu wansa is somewhere yana shaye shaye abinsa. Sosai shaye shayen d’an uwansa ke damunsa shi da yasan ina ze samu yarinyan da Anas ya tab’a raping da ya nemo masa ita, atleast suka had’u hala Anas ya rage shaye shayensa.

Ba shi ya tashi ba se washegari da misalin k’arfe 9:30AM ko sallan asuba beyi ba. A gigice ya fad’a bathroom yayi alwala yafito yayi sallah sannan ya koma yayi wanka ko breakfast beyi ba kaya kawai yasa ya d’an gyara gashin kansa ya fice. Driving yayi da sauri cikin d’an k’ank’anin lokaci ya isa office yunwam uba yakeji ko breakfast beyi ba amman bedamu ba saboda zesha coffee. As usual yana shiga aka soma bisa da gaisuwa kai kawai yake giad’a musu har ya isa bakin office nasa can yaga su Kacallah sunyi layi kafin suyi magana yayi apoligising “I’m sorry na makara ne.”
“Ba komai Boss tunda kasamu ka fito.” Layin kap yabi da kallo be ga Fannah ba to kode dan be kirata bane yasa bata zo ba yau? Amman ai kuma jiya ma be kirata ba kuma tazo maybe ko tana wajen Yusuf.

Bayan ya sallamesu Kacallah da k’yar ya kira Yusuf dan yunwa. Sam Yusuf yace be sa Fannah a ido ba.

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Fannah kuwa yau baccinta tasha ba ita ta tashi ba se kusan to 9:00AM dad’i takeji yau Anas be kirata ba nufin bai buk’atar ta kenan. A dad’inta yau bara a sata kuka ba dan kuwa Fannah zata iya jure wahala da walak’anci amman banda masifa daga an mata masifa take soma kuka, Anas kuwa aikinsa kenan kullum masifa. Sun gama breakfast da d’anwanke se santi suke ita da Afrah suna zaune a d’aki Aiman ta tafi makaranta. “Afrah tashi muje mu gaishe da Baba naji Mami tace ya tashi.” Atare suka shiga d’akin Baba da Mami suka samesa a kishingid’e yana kurb’an tea. “Ina kwana Baba?” Suka gaishesa a tare.
“Lafiya emmata na, Fannah ya gajiya kuma?”
“Ba gajiya, Baba ya jikinka?” Nan Afrah itama ma ta tambayesa.
“Da sauk’i sosai. Fannah Allah cigaba da miki albarka ya k’ara bud’i mungode sosai.”
“Kai Baba dan Allah godiyan me haka?”
“Shine ai Baba” cewar Afrah “ai nima banje makarantar bane da senayi fiye da Ya Fannah.” D’an dariya Baba da Fannah sukayi, hira kad’an suka tab’a se sanda Mami ta shigo suka fice zuwa d’akinsu.

“Ya Fannah are you sure yau bara kije office ba?”
“Eh mana ai be kiran ba gashi har goma da mintuna aka, baya buk’atan coffee yau.”
“Allah sa!” Afrah tace.
“Me kike nufi?” Fannah ta tambayeta a takaice.
Wayar ta ta mik’a mata “duba nan kiga.”
“Innalillahi! Na mutu!” Fannah tayi exclaiming. “4 missed calls?? Yau Mr. Fauzi zeyi ferfesu na.”
“Akan wannan pointless suratan da kike ba gomma kin kirasa ba.”


“Afrah wallahi baran iya ba balbale ni zeyi da masifa.”
“Oh!” Afrah ta saki numfashi
“Ya Fannah yanzu kuka kike? Ai yaci ace kin saba da masifa tun gun Baffa Khaleel. Ki kirasa.” Kai Fannah ta kad’a, fisgan wayan Afrah tayi aiko ta soma dialing number’n Mr. Fauzi. “Afrah in kinayi wa Allah ki kashe tun kafin ya shiga dan Allah, wallahi zan kirasa ki kashe dan Allah.” Ai wayar na nuna an d’aga Afrah ta wurga wa Fannah wayar tayi bakin k’ofa jiran kallon drama tana dariya.

B’ari Fannah take ta kai wayar kunne nan ma takasa fad’in komi, kamar yadda shima Anas d’in yayi shiru ransa b’ace se tafasa yake. “Hello Mr. Fauzi.” Tayi managing ta fad’a cikin murya me rawa.
Cike da tsiwa yake maganar. “Se yanzu kika ga damar magana? Eh?? Me kika maidani? Toy abin wasa? Wayyo!” Ya saki k’ara tare da rik’e cikinsa dan yunwa.
“Mr. Fauzi I’m sorry dan Allah kayi hak’uri.” Ta fad'a idanta na cikowa da hawaye.
“Meya hanaki zuwa office yau?” Ya daka mata tsawa. Kuka take kam yanzu.
“Si..sir naga jiya danaje baka kirani ba kace na dena ma shisshigi sesa banzo ba ya-” bata k’are maganar ba ya katse ta.
“Nonsense na baki nan da 20minutes be at my office” karap ya katse wayar. Hannu Fannah tasa tana share hawayerta a yayinda Afrah ta k’ariso ta zauna kusa da ita. “Haba mana Ya Fannah wallahi kidena masa kuka ze raina ki.”

“Da Allah rufa min baki ba duk ke kika jawo ba, ba abin na ja miki Allah ya isa ba.”
“Yi hak’uri Anty babba, meya ce miki?”
Harara Fannah ta galla mata “bansani ba muguwa kawai.” Nan ta mik’e ta canza kaya ta sako red hijabi tare da jan jakarta ta fice. Afrah na mata Allah kare ma ko kulata batai ba. Bata sha wahala ba tasamu keke napep sede hold ups daya rik’a rik’e su a hanya. A takaice de lattin minti 5 tayi. Duk yadda tayi tabar b’ari takasa. Se addu’o’i take ta suburbud’owa Allah kare ta daga sharrin masifan Boss nata.

Knocking tayi bisa k’ofar “come in” yace. Bayan data shigo tagansa yana attending wasu mutane kanta ta sunkuyar tajira har se sanda ya sallamesu. Kallonta yake bema san me ze mata ba chan yace. “In nache you are fired zaki ga laifi na?” Kai ta kad’a a hankali fuskarta na kallon k’asa se b’ari take.
Table d’in ya buga da k’arfi a tsorace ta d’ago kanta tana hawaye.
“Ban kuma hanaki min magana da body language ba?”
“Ka hana” ta fad’i tana share hawayenta. “Na farko yau dagangan kik’a k’i zuwa office kika bar ni da yunwa, na biyu dana kiraki har 4 missed calls baki d’aga ba saboda kin mayar da Boss naki sa’an wasanki.”
“Kayi hak’uri dan Al-”
Katse ta yayi a tsawace “ban baki izinin magana ba so shut up!” Hawaye se gangara suke kan kumatun ta tana sharesu “na uku da kika kirani back kika k’i magana se sanda kika ga dama. Na hud’u kikayi latti akan latti. Zakiga laifi na in nace na koreki daga nan? Am talking to you!” Ya k’ara mata wata tsawan.

Hak’urin ma takasa basa se kuka takeyi shark’af shark’af. “Baraki amsa ba kenan?”
“A’a I’m sorry” ta fad’a da k’yar muryarta na rawa.
“Kuma kinsan me? Wannan kukan da kikeyin ba damuna yake ba, koda zaki tsiyaye hawayen ki tas barin damu