She lowered her head to the side and sat down.
I give and I give.
Don't you love us and we have a relationship and you didn't greet my brother because you said not to?
He looked at her to see her condition, she was calm and not afraid, because she doubted him too.
Enter the house
Hey *Aliyu*, I'm watching you *Hashimun* come, we didn't even greet each other…
"Get inside," he said sternly.
Her body was shaking and she stood up and went back into the house.
Ya Hashim came to where his brother was, looked after him, and offered his hand to shake his hand.
He said, “Are you and I just playing around with you, are you going to hold out your hand? I'm not older than you.”
He knows his character and knows how to grow, he says to the whole world, "Where is your world?" *sighs*
Lafia said briefly.
He also stood up and intended to enter the room, but Aliyun stopped him, where are you?
What's up brother?
Well, come and let me send you since you don't have a job.
He stopped and looked at him.
Or not?
I'm going to go to the oil *sigh*
I am here for you to do your job.
Good, his car key sent him a message, go to Baffah Mukhtar's house, there is a message behind the car, take it to them inside the house, then he took an envelope from his pocket and said, give it to *Suhailat*
Well
I'm back.
It's a shame that he doesn't take responsibility for what he does.
He was lost and he was playing.
She laughed and said, “Gadanga, go inside and greet your grandfather. She thinks you are one of her grandchildren, because you look like her pilgrim.”
He laughed and rubbed his head and said, “Mom, stop making me look like *Ya Aliyu* because by God, there is a difference between us, I am a fighter, and I am a fighter.”
The laughter was deafening, Muhammad, what a great name you have, when will you be reunited with the king?
I saw you were the first to tell me, Mom, I didn't know you were involved with him, I didn't know his arguments even separated me, let alone learned to say that we were going to get a verb.
So what is the great name *Muhammad Hashimu na Nana Fadimata*
He smiled and said, “Mom, I know that's why all the women in our family are like, 'You want what I want.'”
Oh, I'm going to miss you, my father, what a beautiful journey.
You say you're not wrong, but last year I looked at the old woman before I came back and we picked up where we left off. I came out with a feeling of sadness, but you've cleared everything up now, my soul has forgotten that sadness, by God.
I saw you and I were together and I felt like my father was always sad.
GOD bless you, my dear mother, my sweet mother.
That's right, I want to go out before you come out. I'll manage, but it's easy because I know Grandma won't let you come out early, and her boss will come.
He didn't get a chance to answer because he opened the door to Grandma's room.
She is sitting on the couch, smoking a cigarette.
He sat beside her and waited for her to finish.
She slowly turned around and went to my desk.
How young are you?
How are you, people of the house?
All are well.
Is he strong?
Thank God.
What did you bring me?
I came here in a hurry, it's not yours, I just checked.
Ah, then whose arrival?
Aiken *is* a*shit.
Oh, where is the searcher?
He is at home pouring power over us!
Oh, it's in his name.
The old man and his wife sat down and chatted among themselves.
