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a ransa.
    “Ina wuni?” ta gaishe sa.
   “Lafiya sannu ko? Fannah kuna kama ko sister kice?”
   “Eh sunanta Afrah wancan kuma Aiman.”
   “Wow pretty ladies sede ma Afrah duk tafi ku kyau.”
    “Noi! Wani kyau tafimu? Kwalya de ta fimu, nida Aiman duk munfita kyau.”
   “A ganinki kenan nide Afrah tafi min kyau.” Afrah kam se blushing take, wani me kama da Blue eyes yace mata tanada kyau.

       “Fannah kushiga daga ciki su Ummie suna parlour you all are welcome.† Duk wannan magana dayake yakasa d’aga idanunsa daga kan Afrah.
   “Tam, taho muje Aiman, Afrah lets go.”
    “A’a ni dakaina zan kai Afrah koban fad’a miki tafi ku kyau duka bane.” A hankali ta d’ago idanunta da suka sha tozali da liner ta azasu kan Shettima dake d’auke da murmushin dayake k’ara masa kyau, murmushin ta mayar masa, “lets go ko? My lady.,By the way I’m Shettima, k’anin Ya Anas amman fa karki d’au wani babban bro na ne, dududu shekara d’aya da rabi yabani.”
   Murmushi sosai Afrah ke harda ‘yan hakwara a waje.

    “Nima ai, 1½ years ne kawai tsakani na da Ya Fannah.”
   “Owww really? Zo mud’an fita kafin programme d’in ya fara.” Motarsa ya bud’e mata tashiga se rawan jiki yake yasamu ‘yar kyakkyawa. A ice cream shop ya tsaya suka sauk’a, kud’in Ya Anas zeyi amfani.
      Bayan an kawo musu ice cream d’in suka soma sha a hankali. Cikin d’an k’ank’anin lokaci suka saba sosai, dake halayensu na neman tsokana da neman zance duk d’aya ne, labarin abubuwan da suke ma yayunsu suka rigayi, bayan sun gama chan suka tab’o b’angaren karatu Shettima harda zuzutawa wai yana d’an business. Afrah ta jima tana nan perfect boyfriend segashi tasamu kyakkyawa k’anin billonaire. Ba b’ata lokaci Shettima ya fad’a mata santa yake, tunda idanunsa suka sauk’a kan kyakkyawar fuskarta yaji yana sonta. Aiko itama ma hakan ne, take sukayi exchanging I love you da I love you too. Bayan sun k’are shan ice cream d’in yakaita shopping duk acikin kud’in daya sata gun Anas ranan.

    Afrah kam dad’i kasheni.

     ****
   Fannah kuwa tun shigarsu gidan bata had’u da Anas ba taji Ummie na cewa baya gida ma, Abuu kuwa yayi tafiya, hamdala ta saki. Birthday girl ansha kyau sosai tana ganin Aiman taji tana san miyar da ita little sister tunda ita batada. Bada dad’ewa ba programme ya fara har a yanzu su Shettima masu soyayya basu dawo ba. Bada dad’ewa ba gate ya bud’u had’ad’d’iyar benz na Anas ya shigo. Bayan yayi parking yafito ko kallon direction na mutanen baiyi wajen Amal nasa ya nufa yayi wishing nata happy birthday tare da ajiye mata present nata na iphone 6+. Direct parlour ya nufa bayan yasha ruwa ya ciro wayarsa ya kira Fannah yaji ko sunzo. Tana zaune abinta taga call na Anas. Me kuma zece mata yanzu? Da k’yar ta d’aga “hello?”
  “Kunzo?” Ya tambayeta a takaice
“Eh.” ta amsa sa.
   “Ina kike? Kizo parlour yanzu ina jiranki” karap ya katse. Inje kamin me ta tambayi kanta kamar wacce barata ba, sekuma ta mik’e taje zaune kan dining chair ta samesa ya aza k’afafunsa kan table d’in yana kad’awa da wayarsa rik’e hannunsa. Sosai shirin dayayi ya masa kyau kodan bata tab’a ganinsa da erin shirin bane?
   Shima kallon nata yake, gani yake kamar bata tab’a kyau erin na yau ba, kodan be tab’a ganinta cikin english wears bane? Kasa dena kallonta yayi, da k’yar ya iya cemata “zoki zauna” tare da ja mata kujeran gefensa.
    A sanyaye tanufa wajen sede bata zaunan ba gudun kar Ummie tazo ta kamasu bibbiyu.

     “Mr. Fauzi you called for me, wani abu ne? Kaga I need to get back.”
   “Sit toh.”,Yi tayi kamar bata ji saba. Hannunta ya rik’o “sit first.” Dan kawai ya sake mata hannu ne ta zauna. Bayam daya k’are mata kallo kusan na mintuna biyu yace, “kinyi kyau.” ‘Yar murmushi ta saki, “thank you.” Dad’inta kenan da Anas duk sanda tayi kyau ze fad’a mata. Cameran wayarsa ya shiga yayi muting, yasoma d’aukanta hoto seyi yake kamar amfani da wayar yake.

    “About business trip da zanje Morocco ne, nafasa zuwa dake tunda you are now my girlfriend, zamuje da Kacallah.” Dad’i sosai taji.
   “Okay Sir.”
   “Call me Anas.”
   “Okay Anas shikenan zan iya tafiya?” Besan meh ba seyaji bayason ta tafi yafison ya kasance tare da ita always.
   “Jibi ne tafiyan nayi rescheduling.”
   Nanma “okay” tace. So barata ce masa ko safe trip ko Allah kare ba wato.
    “What kind of an I don’t care girlfriend are you? I’ll be travelling ko d’an safe trip babu.”
   “Toh Sir nag-”,sekuma tayi shiru ganin battada abin cewa “I’m sorry, safe trip Allah ya kare ya dawo dakai lafiya.” Chan k’asa k’asa yace, “ameen seda na tambaya.” Ita Fannah bata aza abin boyfriend girlfriend nasun a ka ba saboda batasan ta sake bud’e zuciyarta ma wani na miji because a k’arshen ita zata wahala danko duk na mijin daya gano some day batada budurci ze guje ta, abinda bataso kenan, maganin bari kar ma a soma.

   “Zan tafi.”,Tace a hankali.
  “No I want you to stay Fannah don’t go.” Har a yanzu bebar d’aukanta hoton dayake tayi ba haka yak’i  barinta ta tafi, kuma bawai hira yake janta dashi ba kallonta kawai yake yana d’aukanta hoto. Da kallon ya isheta tace, “Sir kaifa kace adena kallo dayawa.”
    “Yes amman ni ai am your boyfriend me aciki dan na kalleki? You also enjoy it when ever I’m starring at you so kidena pretending.”
    “Nima ai am your girlfriend amman dana kalleka sekace bakasan kallo, kayi adalci kenan?”
        “Miss Aleeyu kallon soyayya kikemin nikuma banaso, ni kawai kallonki nake saboda kinyi kyau.”
   
        “Toh nima ai saboda kayi kyau nake kallonka.”
         “Ni ai kullum inayin kyau, am handsome kekuma time-to-time kikeyin kyau.” Ganin inta sake magana ze iya zaginta tayi shiru kawai bata sake cewa komai ba k’arfe 5:30PM nayi ta mik’e “Sir zamu tafi kar Maghrib ya mana anan.” Hannun ta ya rik’o “I will take you guys home.”
     “No please karka damu we can go on our own.”
    “Fannah I’m your boyfriend I insist.”
    “Toh Mr. Fauzi kasakemin hannu please.”

   “No Fannah, I enjoy holding your hand, allow me.”
   “Sir ba kyau ne.” Kafin yace wani abu ta b’arke masa da kuka, shark’af shark’af besan lokacin da ya ciro hanky ya soma share mata hawayen nata ba. “Fannah why are you crying? Na miki wani abu ne? Kodan danace time-to-time kikeyin kyau? I don’t mean it kinji? You are beautiful, always looking gorgeous saisa nake kallonki kullum. Bar kukan kinji?”  Har yanzun be sake mata hannun ba duk yabi ya kid’ime ganin yadda take kuka. Baya san ganin ta tana kuka bayyaso ko kad’an.

      “Niba wancan ba” ta ce tana kukan still.
Sosai taji dad’i daya yaba kyanta haka. “Toh meneh Fannah? Stop crying please”
      “Anas ba kyau, akace da namiji ya tab’a jikin macen daba muharramarsa ba gomma yatab’a garwashi, azabansa kuwa yafi ad’au k’usa a buga masa a kai har se ya nitse. Anas banason amaka wannan azaba, banaso please kadena rik’e min hannu gomma ace ma muna da aure ne kake rik’emin hannun I wouldn’t mind amman a yanzu haka haramun ne, kadena kaji? Banason amaka wannan azaba, please.” ta k’are maganar tana hawaye. Shiru yayi chan yace a hankali “shine dalilin da kike kuka?”

   Kai ta giad’a masa a hankali har yanzu bata bar kukan ba. Hannunta ya sake a hankali “toh ya isa daga yau barin sake rik’e miki hannu ba kinji? Stop crying.” Da murmushi a fuskarta ta d’ago kai tana kallonsa “promise?”
   Kai ya giad’a mata.
    “Bani kad’ai ba kowace mace baraka sake rik’e mata hannu ba?”
    Nanma kai ya giad’a, “what of Amal? Har itama?” Ya tambayeta.
    “Amal muharramar kace zaka iya rik’e mata hannu da ita da Ummie amman banda matan waje.”
   “Okay...” ya fad’a yana giad’a kai. “Cry nomore kinji? Barin k’ara ba”
    Tana murmushi ta giad’a masa kai “I won’t ever. Thank you Anas lets go?”
  “Yes lets go.” Yayi assuring nata, da a dana ne hannunta cikin nasa zasu fice amman banda yanzu. Side-by-side kawai suke tafiyar. Bayan sunfito suka sami Afrah da Shettima zaune kan wata doguwar kujera sun baje se hira suke suna dariya kamar wanda suka jima da sanin junansu.

      “A ina suka saba?” Anas da Fannah suka tambayi juna a tare.
   “Nima bansani ba” suka sake amsar junansu a tare. Murmushi kad’an suka saki. “Shettima fa baida matsala ina shi ina Afrah?” ya tambaya cike da mamaki.
   “No let them be please karka mishi magana.” Cewar Fannah cikin salon da dazaran tama Anas magana dashi yake amincewa da k’udurinta.
  “Fannah amman kina ganin is okay?”
   “Yes don’t bother, lets go.” Bayan ta ajiye wa Amal birthday present nata taja hannun Aiman, ai atapir Amal tace se Aiman ta kwana mata, ita a dole tasamu sister. Da k’yar ta amince tabar Aiman ta tafi bayan ta kwashe mata kusan rabin birthday present nata tabata.
    “Toh Afrah seki tashi ai mutafi ko? Soyayyar ya isa.” cewar Fannah. Murmushin jin dad’i Shettima ya saki a yayinda kunya ya ratsa Afrah musamman ma dataga Ya Anas gefen Ya Fannah yana kallonsu.
  
    “A’a kuje ni zan kaita.” Cewar Shettima. Anas zeyi magana Fannah ta dakatar dashi “lets go ze kawo ta yace.” Badan Anas naso ba yabi Fannah suka fice.

*kuyi min uzuri please da rashin posting da nakeyi kwana biyu, somethings came up*

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     Ba Afrah ce ta dawo gidah ba se bayan Maghrib, hankalin Mami duk yabi ya tashi dukda kuwa Fannah ta tabbatar mata cewar Afrah is safe with Shettima k’anin Anas.

“Shettima thank you for today.” Cewar Afrah alokacin da take k’ok’arin bud’e murfin motan. “No let me babe” nan ya zagayo ya bud’e mata tare da ciro shopping bags guda biyu daya cika mata da kayaki. “Will call you as soon as na isa gidah, I love you My Afrah.” Tana murmushin jin dad’i tace, “I love you too My Shettima” ahaka suka rabu.

     Taku take a hankali gudun kar a jiyota aiko tana shiga suka had’u da Aiman kafin tace meh Aiman ta sa ihu “Mami ga Ya Afrah ta dawo.” A 360 Mami da Fannah suka fito. “Ke Afrah zo nan” cewar Mami kai a sunkuye ta k’ariso kafin Mami ta fara mata masifa ta kare kanta ta hanyar yin k’arya “Mami wallahi motarsace ta samu matsala seda muka kira me giara.”
    “Uhn uhn fa Afrah kiyi a hankali daga had’uwan ki da yaro seku zarce da soyayya?”
   “La ilahi! Mami abakin wa kikaji wannan zance?”
   “Ni na fad’a mata ai ba k’arya bane” cewar Aiman. “Mami wallahi har zama sukayi gu d’aya.”
     “Ai Aiman barta-”
    “Mami yi hak’uri ya isa zan mata magana” Fannah ta katse ta a hankali cikin dabara. “Afrah mushiga daga ciki.” Amsar d’ayar ledan hannun nata tayi sukayi d’akinsu. Bayan sun baje kan gado Fannah ta soma mata magana; “Afrah ni bawai hanaki zanba amman ki bi komi a hankali kinji? Na miji na miji ne.”
    “Ya Fannah wai nikan hassada akemin neh? Me aciki keda Ya Anas nida Shettima darling kin-” bata k’are maganar ba wayarta ya soma ruri tana kai dubanta taga Shettima ne datayi saving da ‘hot baby.’ Karap ta d’aga. “Hello baby” tace a nitse cikin wata salon da Fannah bata tab'a saninta dashi ba. Baki ta bud’e cike da mamaki tana kallonta haka har Afrah tagama wayar ta katse Fannah bata bar kallonta ba.

    “Har haka soyayyar taku tayi nisa?”
    “Hummn!” Taja numfashi, “Ya Fannah kenan, guguwar son Shettima ne ya kamani, wallahi ya had’un had’ewa duk abinda nake nema jikin d’a na miji yaja dashi. Daman ni dream d’ina na auri kyakkyawa sega Shettima nan Allah ya kawo min.”
   “Awww! Har tunanin auransa kike?” Cewar Fannah baki wangalau.
    “Humm! aini barni kurum har yaran da muka haifa ma na hango, barni in duba kayakin da ya sissiyo min ma tukun.”

    ★★★★★

     “Ya Anas in shigo?” Cewar Shettima dake tsaye bakin k’ofar Anas.
   “Shigo” ya basa amsa. A nitse ya bud’e k’ofar ba kamar yadda ya saba ba, ‘yar vest na Anas dake k’asa ya d’aga “Ya Anas in sa maka wannan cikin laundry basket?”
   Kallonsa Anas yake yau wata rana. “Eh sa” yabasa amsa. Bayan yasa yadawo ya zauna kusa dashi. “Ya Anas dan Allah alfarma nike nema.”
   “Name fah?” Cewar Anas yana duban laptop nasa.
    “Ya Anas bundle na d’ari biyar zaka bani please.” Ajiye laptop d’in yayi gefe guda cike da mamaki, “Shettima yaushe ne na baka na 200 da zakace in baka na 500 yanzu? Me kake da kud’in. Awww! Kaima kasan kayi girlfriend ko? LOL ba abinda zan baka, go and work for it, earn it!”

     “Ya Anas mana please, wallahi na mayar da hanakalina wajen karatu yanzu ka taimaka please.”
    “Amman Shettima kai kanada hankali mah kuwa? Ina zaka kai Afrah?”
    “Ni Ya Anas banche ka zageni ba, kud’i kawai zaka ban.”
   “Aww kawai ne? Sekayi kashinsa ai tunda kawai ne.”
    “A’a Ya Anas please yi hak’uri.”
   “Naji banasan surutu ina ganinka bud’e safe d’in d’au d’aya kabani waje.” Tsalle ya daka yana masa godiya sannan ya zaro d’aya daya lek’a yaga Anas bai kallonsa ya k’ara d’aya tare da b’oyewa cikin kayansa.
   “Uhm Ya Anas dama nace batun mota ta wallahi ta tsufa tasoma shan mai ko za’a d’an canza min.”
   Maganar da yayi kad’ai yasa Anas shak’ewa harda tari. Dududu shekarar motar nawa ne? Da k’yar inya kai d’aya shine Shettima ke wannan zance.
   “Ai da fili kafito kawai kace min kayi budurwa kaima kanasan ka fara hawa babban mota irin nawa.”
   “A’a wallahi Ya Anas ni ko E350 ka siya min walillahil hamdh Allah zan karb’a, kaji Ya Anas.”
  “Hehehe! su Shettima an girma har ansan ayi budurwa.”
   “Ya Anas mana...”
“Naji in naga kayi hankali zan canza maka motar, inko a’a zaka cigaba da zama da C 230 d’inka.”
    “Thank you so much Ya Anas, nagode, Allah bar mana kai ya k’ara dank’on soyayya tsakanin ka da Fannah.” Bejira jin meh Anas zece ba yafice. Murmushi ya saki jin an ambato sunan Fannah, shi yau through out ma besha coffeen ta ba, yayi missing inshi kuwa sosai, wayarsa ya lalimo ya danna mata kira bada dad’ewa ba ta d’aga “hello Anas.”
    “Fannah” yakira sunanta.
   “Na’am” ta amsa.
   “Yau bansha coffee ba.”
    “Yi hak’uri gobe zanzo in had’a maka.”
   “Har gobe?” ya tambayeta cikin wani irin salo cike da damuwa.
     “Toh Anas ai bareyi infito yanzu ba yayi dare, goben kaji?” Shiru yayi bece komai ba. “Kaji Anas?”
   “Naji” yace chan k’asa k’asa.
   “Yawwa goodnight” sannan ta katse. Ji yake kamar ya sake kiranta bai gajiya da jin muryarta amman kuma bayyasan ta raina sa ta d’au ko sonta yake. Bayan ya idar da isha yayi forcing kansa yayi bacci da k’yar danko yunwa yakeji kamar hauka.

Washegari ya tashi as usual ya soma shirin office yashiga wanka kafin yafito yaga an share masa d’aki anyi mopping an gyara gado, toh waye ne? Yaushe Amal ta share nata d’akin bale ta share masa nasa, ganin baida amsar wannan tambaya kawai yayi shirinsa yana fitowa yaga shock of his life, Shettima har yagama tsara masa breakfast da alama sharan d’akin ma shi yayi.
“Shettima?” Anas ya kira sunansa still not believing abinda idanunsa suke gane masa.
“Na’am Ya Anas good morning bismillah ga breakfast nan na had’a maka.” A hankali ya tako ya zauna kan kujerar Shettima ya zuba masa chips da scarmbled egg daya masa, sannan ya had’a masa tea.

“Tsaya aljanu ne suka shige ka komeh?” Anas ya tambaya.
“Aljanu kuma Ya Anas? Dan na had’awa wa Yaya na guda breakfast se ace aljanu sun kamani?”
“Toh d’akina fah? Kai ka share?”
“Eh Ya Anas bismillah ci kar kayi latti.” A zuci Anas yace ahhh lalle Shettima nasan in canza masa mota LOL gaba ta kaini, nasamu new man servant. Koda yagama breakfast d’in Shettima ne yakai masa jaka mota.
Tuk’i yake hankalinsa kwance Baana ya danna masa kira cike da jin dad’i ya d’aga.
“Maza ne!!” Yace yana murmushin jin dad’i.
“Blue eyes nashigo gari fah jiya.”
“Ohh haba! Shine baka fad’amin ba?”
“Wallahi tafiyan dare ne, zanzo office naka yau.”
“Toh sekazo, Kashim fah?”
“Wancan? Ai yana chan a Bama ya washi tafiya.”
“Kace be canza ba kenan, anyhow ina jiranka.” Ding! Ya katse wayar. Kamar kullum aka bisa da gaisuwa har zuwa office nasa, bada dad’ewa ba Kacallah yashigo da complain, na barin gidan man engine da akayi a dalilin haka ya b’aci se an kira me gyara. Bayan da ya gama karantawa yace, “fire him, ka kori me aikin ai ganganci ne yasa sa mancewa be rufe gidan man ba, ka kuma yi replacing nasa with someone better, clear?”
“Yyy... Yes Sir.”

8:30AM yama Fannah a building, kamar jirarta Sule me kula da engine yake, yana ganinta ya nufo ta dan yaji intama Boss magana yana saurarenta. Bayan ya gaisheta yake bata labarin abinda ya faru, “wallahi Hajiya waya aka min mata ta tana labour kuma ba motan da ze kaita sesa duk na rikice na mance ban rufe gidan man ba, dan Allah kima Boss magana ya dawo min da aiki na, in na rasa aikin nan bansan dameh zan ciyar da matata da d’an mu data haifa ba.”
Tausayin sule ne gabad’ai ya ratsa ta. “Don’t worry kaji? Zan masa magana in shaa Allah ze dawo maka da aikinka.”
“Godiya nake Hajiya, Allah saka miki da alkhairi.” “Ameen” tace sannan ta fice. Bayan tayi knocking yace, “enter” a nitse ta bud’e k’ofar ta shiga tun daga chan yake kallonta, wata skyblue silky doguwar riga ne a jikinta me dogon hannu, seda kuma red gyale d’an siriri data yafa ta nannad’e a wuyarta. Jaka da takalminta kuwa fari ne. Kallonta yake har yanzu, yafisan ganinta ba hijabi tafi kyau, bayan ta k’ariso gaban table nasa ta gaishesa ba takan gaisuwar yake ba ko amsawa beyi ba “kinyi kyau” yace mata. Tana murmushin jin dad’i tace, “thank you” tare da juyawa nan da nan ta had’a masa coffee, ko ina taje idanunsa na kanta, bayan ta had’a ta kawo masa ta ajiye a gabansa.

Ba tare da b’ata lokaci ba ya soma sha tana tsaye a gefensa seda taga ya ajiye cup d’in tace, “Sir.” Kai ya girgiza mata “Anas.” Ya gyarata.
“Okay Anas nace ba batun firing Sule da kayi ne dama.”
“What about him?” Ya tambaya yana kallonta. “Yabar min gidan mai a bud’e yayi destroying engine d’in sena kira me gyara fa yanzu, he is not paying attention to his work.”
“Ayyah Anas ba haka bane, matarsa ce tashiga labour shine aka kirasa hankalinsa ya matuk’ar tashi. Dalilin dayasa ya mance kenan.”
“Wancan kuma damuwansa, he is fired and that stays that.”
“Anas ka dawo masa da aikinsa please, kaji? For me please.” Shiru yayi be ce komai ba. “Please kaji?” Nanma shiru. Kukan da baya bata wahalan yi ta soma take hankalinsa ya tashi. “Toh kukan me kuma?”
Cikin kukan tace, “ka dawo masa da aikinsa please.”
“Fannah NO!” Wani sabon kukan ta k’irk’iro harda me sauti. “Fannah for goodness sake me haka kitayin kuka? In na dawo masa da aikin zaki bari?” Kai ta giad’a “okay, okay naji stop crying.”
“Se ka kira Adam kace adawo dashi zan dena.” Take yakira Adam, “bring back Sule aikinsa.” Ya katse. “Shikenan zaki bar kukan?”
“Eh” tace tare da share hawayenta. “Thank you Anas.” Wajen coffee machine ta nufa dan had’a masa cikin flask. Knock ne yazo daga bakin k’ofa “come in” Anas yace. K’ofar na bud’uwa sega Baana bayan ya k’ariso sukayi manshake se hirar su suke irin tasu ta maza nan da nan Fannah tagama d’ura masa coffeen cikin flask, ko d’aga kai taga wayene batai ba. “Sir nagama zan tafi” kafin ya amsata ta fice.
“Woooww!” Baana yayi exclaiming.
“Maza wannan me zubin india fah?”
“Kai de halinka na son mata na nan har yanzu ko?”
“Me za’a fasa? Gaskia tamin inaso.”
“Kanaso?” Anas ya tambaya tare da d’age gira. Kai Baana ya giad’a masa yana assuring nasa. “Lallai kam tun wuri ma gomma ka hak’ura wannan tafi k’arfin ka.”

“Ban tsammanin akoi macen da zata fi k’arfi na yanzu, sufa mata kud’i kawai suke bi wallahi yau da za’ace biri goggo yazama billonaire mata zasu bisa su auresa, so ya za’ayi ne in samu lambarta?”
“You are wrong Baana, kaga wannan duniya da abinda ke cikinta be dameta ba, your money will never impress her, she is different from all other women, saboda haka ka fita daga harkanta.”
“Kode kaima kana ciki ne?”
“Ai itace matar da zan aura.”
“Aure Anas!” Ya tambaya yana zaro ido. “Yaushe a gari?”
“Nide na fad’a maka kafita kabar harkan Fannah wallahi dan akanta se mu b’ata.”
“Allahu Akbar! Maza kaine kuwa? What changed you haka?”
“Fannah, she is the one who changed me.”

★★★★★

*MOROCCO, 2:15PM*
_Cikin_ _*Royal Mansour Marrakech Hotel.*_

Kwance Anas yke bisa kaftareren California bed ya d’aga pillow tare da jingina ajiki, da isarsu Morocco shida Kacallah awa biyu kenan yanzu. Jiran sim card daya aiki Kacallah siyo masa yake, through out yau be sha coffeen Fannah ba, besata a ido ba, bekuma ji muryarta ba, seji yake kamar ya rasa wani sassa a jikinsa Kafin subar Nigeria yaso kiranta amman girman kai ya hanasa sekuma yanzu yake regreting. Bada d’adewa ba Kacallah ya kawo masa yana sa sim d’in ko gida be kira ba ya zuba number’n Fannah.

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Tana kishingid’e a kan gado ita d’ayanta tana buga game a wayarta ya soma ruri ganin international number yasa bata d’aga da wuri ba. A hankali ta sa a kunne “hello.”
“Fannah” ya kira sunanta.
“Na’am Anas, ina wuni?”
“Lafiya” ya amsa blankly.
“Uhm har kun isa ne?”
“Eh you didn’t