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In dedication to *Aunty Sis💕*
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     _5:00AM_
  Shettima ne ke knocking bakin k’ofan d’akin Anas, bacci Anas yake sosai wanda ya jima beyi erinsa ba ko jin knocking d’in baiyi. “Bam bam bam! Ya Anas katashi Asubah yayi.”
   Cikin gigin bacci yace, “naji seka b’alla k’ofan neh?”
    “Ya Anas bazaka masallaci bane?” Shi se yanzu ma ya tuna ana zuwa masallaci bayan na juma’ah.
   “Barinje ba zanyi a gida.” Dama amsan da Shettima ke jira kenan, Ya Anas baisan zuwa masjid inbanda na juma’ah daya zamo masa dole sekuma in Abuu ya tilasta masa. A sanyaye ya juya Abuu dake tsaye a parlour yana jiransu ya tambaya, “ya ina wan naka?”
    Qarya Shettima ya masa, “wai kansa ke ciwo zeyi a gidah.”
   “Toh Allah sawaqa.” Da “Ameen” da Shettima ya amsa sa suka fice. Se 5:15AM Anas ya tashi yayi sallah bacci ya koma se 7:00AM ya tashi ya soma shirin office yau kawai yaji yanasan sa jampah kasancewar yau Juma’ah. B’angaren da yake adana jampopin nasa ya bud’o suna nan turum ba adadi, dubawa yake chan yaciro wani sky blue half jampa yasa, se inche tunda nasan Mr. Fauzi be tab’a yin kyau kamar na yau ba, ba k’aramin amsar kayan yayi ba, cufflinks nasa masu tsada yasa. Fefes yafita bayan yagama feshe kusan rabin designer turarukan sa, jakar laptop nasa ya saqalo daidai yafito yaga Abuu zaune kan dining yana shan coffee. Cike da girmamawa yagaishe da Abuu tare da nufan dining space d’in shima dan had’a tea.

     “Ya jikin naka?” Ya tambayesa.
Jiki kuma? ya tambayi kansa kode qaryan da Shetitima yayi dan rufa masa airi batun zuwa masjid d’azu kenan? “Da sauk’i.” ya amsa.
Good, Anas I hope kana tsokaci da lokacinka, yau sati d’aya ya tafi cikin 6 months dana baka, kasani ko minti d’aya barin k’ara maka akai ba.” Ko uffan Anas bece masa ba, amman take blue eyes nasa suka k’ada ransa ya b’aci, se faman had’a tea’n sa yake.
   “Anas dakai nake magana.”
   “Naji” yace tare da ajiye flask d’in, tean ma ya fasa had’awa ya gommaci ya tafi da yunwa. Ficewa kawai yayi ransa na tafasa. Yawonsa ya fice se to 8 ya isa office ko amsa gaisuwan da ake masan ma beyi. Ganinsa cikin jamfa duk ya basu mamaki se kallon sa suke.
     “Sir you are looking awesome” cewar Mubarak. Wani kallo Anas ya watsa masa. “You are fired!” Ya daka masa tsawa. “Sir I’m sorry dan Allah kar kayi firing d’ina.” Bello dake gefensa ya basa tausayi. “Sir he is sorry please, consider this.”
    “Kaima kanada bakin magana kenan? Follow him you both are fired kuje ku samu Adam.” Nan ya nufa wajen elevator’n sa ko ya akayi yaga d’an wani stain kan floor d’in oho. “Wa yayi mopping floor d’innan yau?” Baki na b’ari Abdul Hamid dake gefensa yace, “Boss Yakurah ce.”
“Jeka sameta and tell her she is fired inform Adam yayi replacing nata now, am I clear?”
Baki na b’ari yace, “yy..yyes sir” nan Anas ya haura zuwa office nasa se huci yake shikad’ansa gawani uban yunwan dayakeji dan rabuwansa da abinci tun jiya da rana.

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“Ya Fannah kisa wannan d’in mana wallahi yayi kyau kuma ai Ya Anas zeji dad’i idan ya ganki dashi tunda shi ya siya miki.” Cewar Afrah tana mik’a mata wata electric blue gyale.
“Banaso! Ha’an! Barin sa,ba kema kinsan ba burgeni gyalen nan yake ba, hijabi na mutunci na.”
“Haba mana Ya Fannah ace saurayinki ya siya miki abu kik’i sawa? Gaskia ba haka ake soyayya ba.”
Kuma fa haka ne, Fannah ta fad’i a ranta, inhar ta cigaba da behaving bata damu da Mr. Fauzi ba definately Afrah da gane ganenta zata gano bakin zaren wataran. Kai amman kuma bata so, bata son sa gyalen.

“Barin sa ba ki miyar” ta bata amsa tana k’ok’arin ciro hijabinta daga cikin drawernsu, daidai lokacin Mami tashigo. “Ya Fannah amshi kisa mana.” Cewar Afrah.
“Meke faruwa ne?” Mami ta tambaya tana k’arisowa cikin d’akin.
Kafin Afrah tayi magana Fannah ta tareta “ermm babu komai Mami dama Afrah na tambaya ko gyalen hannuntan ya tafi da kaya na.”
“Eh sosai ma ya tafi, yau kuma gyale za’a sa neh?”
A kunyace tace, “eh mana Mami ko kin manta Anas ne ya kawo min.”
“Toh yayi kyau Allah kiyaye hanya.”
“Ameen Mami.” Gyalen ta amsa gun Afrah dake mata murmushin tsiya yafawa tayi harda rufe kai dashi. “Haba Baaba, meh haka sekace goggo? Ai tsofi aka sani da yafa gyale haka kawo kiga.” Nan Afrah ta tsara mata gyalen sosai tayi kyau.

“Meh haka?” cewar Fannah tana kallon kanta jikin madubi. “Sekace neman miji zani? Batsan yayi yawa mana Afrah.”
“Wallahi beyi ba Ya Fannah, dan Allah karki b’ata kibari a hakan.” Da k’yar Fannah ta yarda ta fice, tafi minti biyu tsaye bakin k’ofar Enterprise d’in amman takasa shiga se kunya takeji. Da k’yar ta iya ta shiga Yusuf ta soma tararwa da sauri ya nufi kanta “Fannah barka da kika zo! Dan Allah kije ki ba Boss hak’uri wallahi da safen nan yayi firing mutane uku.”

“Mutane uku?” Fannah ta zaro ido. “Dalili?”
Nan ya labarta mata komai... “kinsan haka yake in ransa a b’ace, please talk to him.”
“Karka damu I’ll try.” Nan ta haura sama, jan bakin da Afrah tasa ta sawan dolen ta sa hannu tana gogewa sede koda ta ciro madubi ta duba taga yana nan kan yanzu ta shafa saboda 24hours ne. Tsuka taja, a hankali tayi knocking bakin k’ofar san. “Enter” yace. A hankali ta waina k’ofar ta shiga alokacin ko juyawa yaga waye ne beyi ba as ya zage se masifa yake kan wayan da yakeyi. Kallonsa Fannah ta tsaya yi dan yadda jampan jikinsan ya mugun amsar sa bata tab’a ganinsa da jamfa ba kuma setaga kamar jampan ma yafi amsar body figure’nsa. A’a to kodan bata tab’a ganinsa dashi bane? Wow! amman gaskia yayi kyau kasa kallonsa tayi musamman yadda gashin kansa ke sheqi.

“Fire them dukansu ukun, fire them and replace them with better ones, am I clear?” Ding! Ya katse wayar. Nan ne ya juyo dan ganin ko waya shigo. A hankali blue eyes nasa suka sauk’a kan Fannah kallonta ya tsaya yi dan wani kyan da tayi, daga kan d’aurinta, yadda ta yafa gyalen, lace d’in jikintan, d’inkin da komai ya masa kyau. Fuskarta kuwa ba inda yakaisa yin kyau, dark red jambakin da tasa ba k’aramin haska skin nata yayi ba. Kallonta yake itama tana kallonsa duk suna admiring kyan junansu sekuma gashi kamar sun had’a baki duk suka sa blue kaya sede nashi light nata dark.

Haushin da Abuu ya tusa masa ya nema ya rasa daga ganin Fannah. Ita ta fara kau da kai sannan shima ya kawar. A hakali ta tako izuwa gaban table nasa “good morning Mr. Fauzi.” Ta gaishesa beko amsa ba, kallonta kawai yake kai ta d’ago a hankali tana kallonsa taga shima ita yake kallo kuma koda suka had’a ido beji kunya ya kawar da idanunsa daga gareta ba. Ganin kallon bana k’arewa bane tace, “ermmm let me make you coffee sir./ Be ce mata komai ba ta juya.

2 minutes later ta gama had’awa ta kawo masa tare da ajiye wa agabansa. Ganin baida niyan sha tace, “please take it sir” magana take masa a hankali dan abinda Yusuf yace mata kan ran Boss a b’ace yake yau. Sip d’aya ya kai baki tana tsaye a kansa. “Sir” takira sunansa cikin siririyar muryarta. Be amsa ba illa dawo da kallonsa dayayi a gareta.

“Ermmm nace can you do me a favour?” Shiru yayi chan yace, “what is it?”
“Sir please kadawo da wad’anda kayi firing... Please.”
“No barin dawo dasu ba, bana son shisshigi, just make me coffee and leave ga chan flask d’in achan” ya nuna mata da yatsa.
“Please fa nace, do this for me please, will you?”
“No Miss Aleeyu, they are useless workers sesa nayi firing nasu.”
“Sir saboda ance maka kayi kyau? Is it a crime? Yanzu nima in nace maka kayi kyau sekayi firing d’ina?” Ta tambayesa, shiru yayi bece komai ba.
“Toh Mr. Fauzi kayi kyau yau, kayi kyau sosai. Is that it? Fire me toh.”

“No Miss Aleeyu stop it! I can’t fire you, I just can’t.”
“Why Mr. Fauzi? kamar yadda suke mutane nima haka nake, abinda zaka musu shi zaka min, be fair please.”
“No Miss Aleeyu, you are diffrerent, kidena had’a kanki dasu. Kina min abubuwa da dama dayaci ache nayi firing naki amman I can’t.”

“Toh kayi hak’uri ka dawo dasu please kaji Mr. Fauzi? Yi hak’uri this job is their only source of income yi hak’uri zasu kiyaye nan gaba.” Shiru yayi bece komai ba kuma bayida niyyan magana.
“Mr. Fauzi must I beg on my knees zaka dawo musu da aikinsu? I’ll do it.”

“No don’t! Zan dawo musu da aikinsu, don’t kneel.” Yayi warning nata dad’i taji sosai. “Sir are you serious?”
“Yes kije kice Adam ya dawo dasu.”
Cike da jin dad’i tace, “thank you sir, thank you” nan ta fice taje ta sanar da Adam godiya duka suka riga mata kamar su cinye ta. Bada jimawa ba ta dawo office na Anas. Coffee ta had’a masa cikin flask sede duk sanda ta d’aga kai ta kallesa shima ita yake kallo, har ya soma sata feeling uncomfortable. Gyalen nata tayi yunk’urun d’agawa zuwa kanta.

“Stop, kibarshi haka” yace da ita. Yi tayi kamar bata jisa ba, se k’ok’arin d’agawa take. “Miss Aleeyu as your Boss and boyfriend I said stop it, okay?” Ya fad’a a tsawace nan ta bari wayarta dake side bag nata ne ya soma ringing nan ta ciro ganin Yusuf ke kira ta d’aga a takaice. “Hello?” On the other side yace;
“Our life saviour!”
Murmushi ta saki wanda yasake fidda kyanta. “Kai dan Allah, ba komai don’t worry.”
“Dama kira nayi dan na sake miki godiya and to offer you a lunch saboda in sake nuna miki godiyata.”
“Haba Yusuf is it necessary?” Duk wannan waya da takeyi Mr. Fauzi na zaune yana kallonta wani kishi yaji wanda be tab’a feeling ba ya tokaresa jin ta ambato sunan Yusuf wato dashi ma take wannan murmushi sekace an mata albishir d’in shiga aljannah, lallai Yusuf you wanna die ya fad’i a ransa.

“Awwn! Lunch zaka siya min?... Aww tare zamuje muci?... Are you sure?... Toh nagode zan sauk’o yanzu... Thank you.” Nan ta katse wayar. “Mr. Fauzi zan tafi dama had’a maka coffee kace inzo yi nayi zan tafi, se anjima.”

Bece mata komai ba as tunanin wani aiki ze bata tayi dan hanata fita da yake. Chan ya duba gaban table nasa yaga wasu mails da Kacallah ya kawo masa jiya wanda za’ayi reprinting nasu. Har takai bakin k’ofa ya kira sunanta “Miss Aleeyu!” Chak ta tsaya tare da juyowa. “Yes Sir?”
“Come” yace da ita ba musu ta k’ariso. Pen da plane sheets guda goma ya irga ya mik’a mata tare da had’a mata da mails guda goman. “Gashi min copying wad’annan da neat handwriting don’t make any mistakes.” Kallon papers d’in ta tsaya yi sannan takoma kan Anas. “Mr. Fauzi kai kace fa am nomore your PA kuma yanzu kana bani aiki?”

“Yes Miss Aleeyu, na canza mind d’ina ne yanzu in aiki ya taso zan iya saki tunda mu bibbiyu ne kawai, kiyi sauri I need them ASAP.”
“Ayyah Mr. Fauzi kaifa kace ba aiki yanzu kuma...” Katse ta yayi “hurry Miss Aleeyu yau Juma’ah ne zanje masjid.”
“Toh Mr. Fauzi ayi printing nasu mana ba sena rubuce su ba.”
“Yes Miss Aleeyu rubuce su nakeson kiyi hurry up go and sit acan.” Zata sake magana yace, “now!” A d’an tsawace. Batada wani option haka taje ta zauna tafara copying tana rubutawa. Kallonta yake. Daidan ki kenan se muga ya ke da Yusuf d’in zaku fita lunch. Yace a zuci. Huh! Nima yunwa nakeji bari ta gama muje muci breakfast/lunch tare daga chan sena wuce masjid.



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*TANA TARE DANI...*👫

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*_written by miemiebee👄_*

In dedication to *Aunty Sis💕*
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   Washegari tun Asuba Anas ya tashi saboda kasa bacci da yayi ga kuma rashin abin shaye shayen sa kusa dashi, koda na kusa dashin ma se yayi drama yake iya sha yanzu tun maganan da Fannah ta masa har yau yakasa erasing daga memory’nsa. Bayan yayi wanka ya shirya yafito already Ummie da Amal sun had’a masa breakfast, as usual shida Amal suka karya sede yau Anas ya zage yaci abincin sosai sab’anin yadda ya sabayi danko in be sha coffeen Fannah ba bai iya breakfast me kyau. Se forcing kanshi yake yana ci shi a dole yanasan mancewa da coffeen, a tunanin sa in ya dena shan coffeen ta ze iya mancewa dashi, eventually Fannan ma ze manta da ita seta zama missed call. (LOL)

    “Wai! wai! wai! Ya Anas ai ka cinye abincin bani yau.”
     Murmushi ya mata tare da rufa bakinsa ta hanyan aza hannunsa kai. “I’m sorry Angel yunwa nakeji. Nikam kunyi waya da Fannan office d’ina jiya?” Shiru tayi bata amsa saba gudun karya masifeta. “Angel I’m talking to you.”
     “Ya Anas kayi hak’uri.”
    “For? Amsa min tambayan dana miki mana kunyi waya jiya?” Kai ta giad’a a hankali cike da tsoro saboda Anas ya hanata waya da Fannah.
    “Meh tace miki?” Nan ma shiru tayi.    “Feel free and tell me barin miki komai ba kinji?” Ya d’ago hannunta yasa cikin nasa.
     “Promise Ya Anas baraka sake hana ni waya da ita ba?”
     “Yes Angel I promise.”
     “Tacemun batada lafiya mentral cramp yana damunta.”
     “Tace zata office yau?”
       “Tace min baza ta ba wai seta warke gabad’aya.”
    Kai ya giad’a tare da kewayo da kallonsa daga kan Amal zuwa kan plate na abincinsun “in ta haka menstral cramp d’in da wahala kenan.” Ya fad’i wa kansa kasancewar Amal na kusa dashi seta jiyo sa. “Sosai Ya Anas ni in ya tashi min ji nake kaman zan mutu.”
     Murmushi ya mata “bara ki mutu ba ma in shaa Allah barin wuce office kinji?” Kai ta giad’a masa a yayinda ya bata peck a goshi. “Ummie thank you for the breakfast na tafi” yache da d’an ihu dan Ummin dake kitchen ta jiyosa. “Adawo lafiya Babana” ta mayar masa itama da ihun.

    As usual k’arfe 8:00AM yayi masa a office nasa, Kacallah ya kira ya tambayesa ko yanada meeting yau. Unfortunately Kacallah yace masa ai duk wani schedule nasa na wajen Fannah. “Toh mesa ka bata duka?”
    “I’m sorry Boss but she is your PA, aikinta ne yanzu.”
    “Toh naji” yayu hanging.

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     “Mami ni wallahi barinje office d’inba, barin sake komawa bama gabad’aya. Bakiji me Afrah tace masa jiya bane? Che masa tayi wai MP ke damuna.”
    Baki Mami ta bud’e tana kallon ikon Allah. “Lallai fa Fannah se akayi ya? Abune kowace mace tanayi, basuda mata ne a gidansu? Shi kansa ya riga yasan mene, ni banga abin jin kunya ba a nan ba.”
    Can k’asa k’asa Fannah tace, “ai dama baraki gani ba.”
    “Nima de wallahi Mami” cewar Afrah.
    “Kekuma Afrah kika kuma wannan rashin hankali zan sab’a miki, Aiman ce yakamata tayi wannan sokanci ba ke ba.” Mami tayi lecturing nata. Juyawa Fannah tayi tana mata gwalo a dole an mata masifa itama.
    “Ke kuma Fannah sa hijabinki ki fice kinga already kin makara kuma Anas baya san latti.”
   “Kar yason” tace a k’asa k’asa.
     “Maza- maza! Tashi ki fice Fannah kar muyi fad’a dake da safiyan nan ko inje in sanar da Babanku ne?”
     “Allah sarki Mami dan Allah mana, gobe zanje I promise.”
   “Wannan kuma ke ya dama Afrah taho muje ki tayani shirya kayakin Aiman.” Da gwalon da Afrah ta ma Fannah tasa kai tabi Mami suka fice. Se zumbure zumbure Fannah take ita jiya da bata sa Mr. Fauzi a ido ba, ta wuni lafiya ba tashin hankali amman tasan definately suka had’u yau seya sata kuka, ita da ana shan maganin hana zuban hawaye da tasha. Ganin ba mahallici se Allah yasa kawai taja blue hijabinta me torches fari tasa, ta d’au jakarta ta sak’ala tare da cikasa da duk wani abinda zata buk’ata sannan ta fice ko sallama batayi dasu

    Ba ita ta isa office ba 8:34AM. Tana tsaye gaban office na Mr. Fauzi amman ta kasa shiga seta d’aga hannu zatayi knocking setaji kunya, yanzu yau wani irin kallo ze na mata? “Mschww Afrah ba kiyi ba wallahi” ta sake nanatawa for the hundredth time a zuciyarta. Ai haka ta kasa shiga office nasan, daga k’arshe nata ta zarce kawai taje ta had’a masa schedule (kamar time table haka) na ranan, tayi arranging komi, meeting d’aya yake dashi se mutanen da zasu zo ganinsa na signing contract guda biyu, sekuma na siyan shares na Global investments. Tagama ta ajiye a gefe guda chan ta ciro wayarta tana game itade yau barata had’a ido da Mr. Fauzi ba sekace wanda tayi sata.

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     Anas kuwa yakasa tsinana wa kansa komai banda tunanin Fannah wai anya yau inbe sata a ido ba ze iya kwanciya lafiya kuwa? “Oh No! No! No! Why am I acting in this way? Coffee nake missing ba Fannah ba, coffee ne” ya tunar wa kansa. Ai daga k’arshe kasa hak’ura yayi ya tashi ya nufi office na Fannah koda bare ganta ba yau yaga office nata he is okay with it. Fannah na cikin game taji an murd’a hannun k’ofar office nata ido tasa wa k’ofan jiran ganin ko waye dukda kuwa zuciyar ta na sak’a mata wai Yusuf ne.

         Wayar ta tayi wulli dashi da suka had’a ido hud’u da Anas dama dalilin dayasa ta sako hijabi me hula kenan yau, da sauri sauri taja ta rufe fuskarta. Yin hakan seta tuna masa da incident na jiya seya gano dalilin dayasa take rufe fuskar kunyan sa takeji dan Afrah tace masa MP ke damunta, shi kansa kunyan ta yakeji bama batun MP’nta ba. In kuma tace meya kawo sa office nata fah? Karkuma tagane dan yana missing nata ne yashigo ta raina sa. Ganin batada niyyan magana yasa yayi giaran muryar. “So kinzo shine baki sanar dani ba? Nazo picking wani file ne dama” yayi k’arya yana wani basarwa.
     Da k’yar ta iya bud’e baki ta gaishe sa. “Good morning, wani file ne?” ta tambaye sa cikin siririyar muryarta.

    Rashin sanin wani k’aryan ze sake mata kawai yace, “to my office” chike da isa. Yana fita ta d’ago kai “to my office” ta kwaikwaye sa sannan tad’au jakarta da jotter’nta da pen da pencil tabi bayansa. Bayan like minti d’aya da shigan Anas office nasa Fannah tashigo itama kanta sunkuye a k’asa daidai gaban table nasa ta tsaya tare da mik’a masa jotter’n gabansa “here is your schedule for today, inda akoi abinda za’a giara let me know” D’agawa yayi ya dudduba yaga komai yayi, yaga ta ma fi Kacallah iya amfani da lokaci dan kuwa by 2:30PM ya gama komai nasa yau.

     So yake ya tambayeta ya jiki amman kuma girman kai irin nasa bare barsa ba seya bud’a baki zeyi magana se wani abu ya katse sa. Itako tana nan tsaye kansa har yanzu tana jiran amsar sa in da akoi abinda be masa ba yafad’i seta giara. Can k’asa k’asa almost kamar da kansa ma yake magana yace, “ya jikin ki?”
     Fannah kuwa taji sa amman dan yadda mamaki yaso kasheta se kawai tace hala kunnenta ke mata k’arya yaushe Mr. Fauzi ze tambayeta ya jiki? Karkuma tayi shiru yace ta rai na sa yasoma balbaleta yanzu a nan, dan haka tace, “eh? Excuse me” fuskar nan a rufe da hijabi har yanzu.

      “Ya jikin ki nace” yasake nanatawa with thesame voice level dayayi d’azu. Se yanxu ta tabbata ba yaudarar ta kunnenta suke ba. “Da sauk’i” ta amsa a hankali duk seji take kamar ta nitse k’asa dan kunya. Da k’yar tayi managing tace, “thank you.”
     “Bana buk’atar godiyar ki” ya fad’i mata gatsau sekace bashi yanzu yayi magana a hankali ba. Itafa har yau ta kasa gane hali irin na Mr. Fauzi yanzu yanzu seya mata mutunci take wajen kuma ya zagesa yadda yaga dama. Juyawa tayi ta nufa wajen coffee machine dan had’a masa ai bata soma ciro cup d’in ba ya jefa mata tambaya. “Me kuma zakiyi acan?”
    “Had’a maka coffee sir.”
    “Banaso, bana buk’ata just kitafi kije office naki if am in need of anything I will let you know.”
     Wai yau Mr. Fauzi ne ke fad’in baya buk’atan coffee to kode wanda ta had’a masa jiya beyi dad’i bane kasancewar zogin da hannunta yake mata. Shi kansa be zata ze iya fad’in baya buk’atar coffeen ta ba se gashi ya fad’a confidently ma kuwa.

      “Sir indan na jiya beyi dad’i bane I apologise hannu na ke ciwo, will make it better yanzu.”
    “Banaso nace just get out kuma na hanaki ja min wannan hijabin kina rufe fuskarki dashi, me kike dashi da banida? Ja hijabin baya.” Dakewa tayi tak’i ja seda ya daka mata tsawa “ja nace!” Tana b’ari ta giara “now leave” a sanyaye ta juya ta fice tana isa office nata ta zauna kan cushion.