Aurenmu Book Compelet Asma Baffa

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Translation in English

Nisawa beauty rises from recounting the story, turns her head to look at Xee-xee, and says, "Leave the matter of our meeting with Malam Umar for now; let me just open this file and find out what is inside!" She lifts the cup of Maltina in front of her, takes a sip, and then picks up the file. "Bismillah, I am going to unlock the secrets of the university," she says, giving Xee-xee a single wink. She pulls her chair closer and starts pointing. "Look, these are their names and phone numbers; some even have their car details. My intelligence determines my success! Isn't that right?"

Xee-xee flashes a wide smile, saying, "Say that some will be given to me to lick as well!" "Hmm, not now. Let me check this boy, and then we'll leave. You know tomorrow is my birthday, and I forgot to tell you, so you better know which guy I will be with! By Allah, if I see he doesn't measure up to my standards, I will turn my head away like I don't know you!" With that, she stands up laughing, slips inside, and peeps to see where he is because she knows how much she has to pay.

She finds him sitting next to some women packaging cooking ingredients. "Didn't you hear me?" she says, stepping closer. He quickly stands up, saying, "Hajiya, are you done already? You should have had someone call me." "No, I don't need to sit; just state the amount, I am in a hurry!" "Hajiya, all the food for the venue has actually run out." "I know it would run out, I am asking for the money, Malam!" she says in a raised voice. "Altogether, it amounts to thirteen thousand five hundred naira." "Ok, here it is, but tomorrow you people must double your efforts with the cooking because I will give you money for two days in advance, as I won't come back until Friday!" She puts her hand inside her bag, pulls out thirty thousand naira, and hands it to him. "How many of you are staff here?" "We are five, Hajiya." "Ok, take this, share it among yourselves, and be careful not to let the female owner of the place hear about it, because I heard she doesn't stay around much!" With that, she turns around and goes outside.

She finds Xee-xee in the car; the sound of music fills the vehicle. She opens the door, gets in, and looks at her. "Where to now?" Beauty asks. "I am going to visit Habeeb at his house after afternoon prayer, and then I will leave!" Beauty just laughs and gets out of the car. Just as she turns back, as if someone signaled her to look inside the car, she spots a hijab. "What about that?" she says, pointing at it. "Um! Um! You know Baba moves at a slow pace, that's why I go around with it; when I enter the street, I put it on. You know he is not like Mama. You know you have to play disguise sometimes, or what do you think?" "You cunning neighborhood girl, I am leaving! You just love comfort and yet you're a coward!" They both burst into laughter, exchange farewells, and she leaves.

Beauty gets into her car and heads home! She honks the horn, and Baba the security guard opens the gate while offering greetings. She just waves her hand at her and drives in. Full of singing, she enters the sitting room, and seeing no one around, she climbs upstairs! She opens the door to her sitting room. What does she see? Ladiyo is standing there wiping the TV! "You! What are you doing in my sitting room?" Ladiyo quickly turns around to look at her. "Welcome, Beauty, actually Umma said..." "Shut up, you hypocrite, by Allah you are lying to her! You just came to do your usual mischief, and by Allah, you are leaving this house today once Daddy gets back!" With a downcast body, Ladiyo picks up her cleaning cloth and heads outside! Beauty storms into her room in anger, puts down her bag, and slides the file into the drawer. "Alright, let me take a bath, rest, and sleep." She pulls the towel hanging on the side, enters the bathroom, and in no time at all, she comes out. She slips a short mini-dress onto her body and collapses onto the bed—immediately falling asleep!

Knocking on the door by Daddy is what wakes her up from her sleep! Knowing that it is only Daddy who does this to her makes her quickly open her eyes. She says, "Sweet Daddy, I'm coming!" Wearing a short dress that reaches barely above her knees, she opens the door with her arms wide open. Daddy steps closer and pulls her into a warm embrace against his body. "Has your Daddy done something wrong to my Beauty?" he says, holding her hand as they return inside the room. "What wrong could you have done, my Daddy?" "Well, I invited my friends' children to come and celebrate your birthday with us tomorrow, but I forgot to inform you this morning." Resting her head back against his body with a coy voice, she says, "Ok Daddy, no problem, this is fine, it's not a crime." "Ehh well, actually, that's not all. Um... you haven't forgotten that friend of mine, Alh. Mukhtar, whom I once told you about, the one based in Abuja?" Lifting her head, Beauty says, "Yes Daddy, I know him." "That's right, Beauty," Daddy says cheerfully. "He called me earlier today to inform me that his son has been posted here to Kano for his national service and has secured a house. But I thought it wouldn't be proper for my friend's son to end up living in a rented house—even though I know you don't like seeing anyone around this house, my Beauty, please bear with him, let him stay with us just for a year, my Bea..." Beauty quickly pulls her body away from his, stomps her feet on the floor, and says, "No! No! No Daddy, I just don't want it! Just understand me, Daddy, I don't want it, tell him to go stay in another house!" "Beauty, I can't do that. He is my close friend. I know he wouldn't ask unless necessary, but since he said it's his son here in Kano, I ought to understand what he means. And he won't be staying here; he will stay in that other wing, so you see, he won't even disturb you, my Beauty!" She pouts her lips, puckering her brows up and down, and says, "Okay Daddy, I will agree on the condition that you fire Ladiyo from her job!" "Ladiyo? What did she do to you?" Daddy asks, standing up. "She has been stealing from my room!" Even though Daddy knows it is not Ladiyo's character, he plays along with Beauty's whim. "I won't just fire her, but today she will realize the gravity of entering your room!" Daddy walks out, heads to the kitchen, and finds Umma and Ladiyo busy making tuwo. He unleashes his fury on Ladiyo from every direction until he has had his fill, then turns around and climbs upstairs. Ummah just watches him go, while Ladiyo keeps her head bowed the entire time Daddy is yelling.

Ummah turns her gaze to Ladiyo before saying, "Ladiyo, please bear with it," as she stands up to leave the kitchen. With bowed head, Ladiyo replies, "It's nothing, Hajiya, it's just youthfulness, she will stop." "Youthfulness? This is madness, not youthfulness! For God's sake, don't upset me too, just continue with your work!" With that, she heads to her quarters with a heavy heart. That day, Beauty spends the whole time without even peering downstairs because she wants to avoid Ummah's scolding.

The next day, right after the dawn prayer (Asr/Subh), Ladiyo gathers the other junior staff members of the house to begin preparations for Beauty's birthday, just as Daddy ordered. After finishing breakfast at the dining table, she rejoins them to continue her duties. The bustle of work can be heard everywhere in the house as sweeping and cleaning take over.

In the other wing, even though Daddy and Ummah have finished eating, Beauty has not peered into the sitting room at all, avoiding Ummah's reprimands. They finish their meal carefully until Ummah stands up, preparing to enter the kitchen to return the hot water flask. Daddy calls her name. She answers, turning back to sit down. With a stern and expressionless face, he looks at her and says, "I think it is time for you to change your attitude because our relationship is not like this at all. I don't know who put you on this habit nowadays. Just because I scolded a housemaid, you are angry with me and your daughter? Not only that, at the very least my Beauty should be present down here. Where is she now? I know she ran away to avoid your scolding! She is your biological daughter, can't you just let her relax and be free in this world? What is our purpose regarding her except to see her happiness?"

Ummah's lips move as she tries to speak, but Daddy cuts her off with a wave of his hand. "Careful, I don't want to hear anything right now. Quickly put down what is in your hands, go upstairs, and show her your happiness on this special day of hers—even though I know you forgot today is her birthday, I didn't forget because I care about my child!" "Okay," Ummah simply replies, stands up, and heads upstairs. She stands by the door for a while, knocking, but Beauty doesn't open it. Upstairs on the bed, Beauty is busy holding her phone, chatting with friends who are wishing her a happy birthday. Some of her Abuja-Yarima party friends are also being invited to come and groove at her bash. Assuming the knocking is just Ladiyo, she refuses to answer!

Impulsively, Ummah says, "Are you sleeping, Hajara?" as she turns the doorknob. Instantly, Beauty throws her phone aside and rushes to the door with a trembling body. "Ah, ah, I'm coming!" She quickly opens the door, hiding things behind her body. "Good morning, Ummah!" Ummah softens her face and receives her: "Fine morning, how did you sleep?" "Alhamdulillah!" she says with a slight smile. Ummah takes her hand, merges it with hers, and says, "I wish you a happy birthday, and I hope you will celebrate your day in happiness!" With a slight flutter in her chest, Beauty softens her face further and says, "Thanks, Ummah!" Ummah lets go of her hand, adjusts her posture slightly, and looks at her. "I see your Daddy has finished planning everything for you. I hope you don't need anything else from me?" "Ah Ummah, nothing at all, except please you too, invite your friends! I see Daddy has invited his." Ummah shoots her a probing look before mustering the strength to say, "I will check and see!" With that, she turns around and walks away without waiting for any further response from her daughter. Beauty holds her head and makes a grimace, deep in thought as she asks herself: What kind of mother did God give me? A mother whose calculations include zero socialization! Finding no answer to this, she brightens up and goes back to her own business.

The rest of the day passes without Beauty laying eyes on her Daddy, right up until afternoon time. Seeing this, she dials the number of "Aunty Yan Gayu" as they planned. It rings twice and she picks up. She also extends birthday wishes before Beauty gives her the full address and hangs up the phone.

She performs her prayers first, then goes to take a bath. While still in the bathroom, thoughts race through her mind excitedly as she washes up and steps out. Aunty Yan Gayu is sitting there dressed in a stylish top and skirt combo, with an unfamiliar face next to her. Cheerful, Beauty approaches them, and they exchange greetings. Aunty Yan Gayu introduces her to the makeup artist and shows her the clothes prepared for her—she only needs to bring out the money. Beauty lets out a jump of joy, hugs her, and says, "Okay, no problem, let's get up and start the preparations now, soon people will start arriving!"

Bright, beautiful decorative ornaments fill everywhere in the compound. Chairs and tables are neatly arranged with finger foods and refreshments. Small red and blue blinking lights sparkle across the place. Slowly, luxury cars drive in; everyone you see is dressed in eye-catching, extravagant attire—men and women alike dressed to the nines to celebrate Alh. Aliyu Kabir Mai Dollar.

On one side, musicians are playing gentle, soul-stirring music, while dancers entertain the crowd. Daddy and his circle of friends have long arrived, with Ummah on his side surrounded by her own group. The celebration is in full swing, but up until now, the celebrant and host have not yet arrived.

Ummah gently taps Daddy's hand, pointing at her watch to signal that time is passing. He nods his head, excuses himself from his friends, and heads inside. He bumps right into Beauty by the door. "Oh, marvelous!" Daddy says, stroking Beauty's cheeks. She turns her head away and says, "No Daddy, I don't want to, you are late to wish..." He quickly covers her mouth with his hand and says, "So sorry my Beauty, you know today is our day, I had to be busy, the place is already packed and everyone is just waiting for you!" He takes her hand while Aunty Yan Gayu and other friends trail behind her. They make their way to the arena.

Upon their arrival, the music stops abruptly, and everyone stands up. Raf-raf-raf—applause echoes everywhere to show respect to the celebrant. She goes and sits on the prepared chair, and the celebration begins with a brief history of Beauty, her favorite things in life, and even the things she dislikes. All kinds of entertainment take place.

Then it is time for Beauty to step up and cut her cake. Daddy and Ummah accompany her to the front of the cake. Filled with joy, she cuts it, scoops a piece, and feeds it to Daddy's mouth, then feeds Ummah. Seeing this, the band strikes up a joyful tune, and Daddy grabs Ummah and Beauty's hands to dance. Ummah dances shyly, feeling quite uncomfortable, but what can she do in the face of her husband's happiness?

Before you know it, guests start pouring into the venue in large numbers, and heavy dancing ensues. As Ummah turns around, she spots one of Daddy's young friends holding Beauty's waist while other guys surround them dancing. She quickly rushes toward them. Suddenly, someone grabs her hand firmly. In anger, she lifts her head to speak and sees Daddy with a finger to his lips, nodding at her. He leans his mouth close to her ear and whispers, "Please dear, let her be. It's her day, don't spoil it for her. Can't you see how she has grown? By the way, this is how she can find a guy."

Ummah casts another sharp look at them and sees the young man still holding her. With intense frustration, she says, "Look at what they are doing, and you say I should leave her? Why, why dear, do you want us to let our daughter get ruined like this?" Daddy's eyes pop wide in shock at her statement. "Did you hear what you just said? Tell her off? Or did you forget that Beauty has now become a complete 'Yar Jami'a (University Girl)? Last year wasn't like this, so if I do this for her this year, you shouldn't show your dismay! Anyway, let's leave this talk for now, you go to your people, and let me drag mine to unwind a bit." He lets out a laugh and walks away, nodding to the rhythm of the music, leaving her standing there.

As for Beauty, she is dancing away without a single trace of worry. She spots Xee-xee holding onto a guy and dancing. She nudges her, and they both burst into laughter seeing Beauty's demeanor. Another guy steps close to Beauty and whispers, "Chai gal, u look so take-away!" He winks at her, and she smiles, handing him her phone so he can enter his number.

The historical and glamorous party eventually winds down. As for gifts, Beauty receives plenty of them. She is completely exhausted by the end of the day from fatigue, as the celebration goes on until 8:00 PM. She walks Xee-xee out to the parking space, since she is the last to leave, and notices a car driving into the compound. She frowns and calls out to the security guard. Trembling, he runs over and says, "Yes, my Hajiya?" "Who did you open the gate for without telling me?" "Emm... emm! It's Daddy's guest." "Daddy's guest?" Beauty repeats, pondering. Their conversation from yesterday about Daddy's friend's son flashes in her mind. She hisses, glares at him, and says, "Oh, go on, so the freak has arrived!" With wide eyes, Xee-xee tries to process the word. Beauty cuts her off: "Girl, just forget about it, get in your car and leave, I am sleepy and going inside the house." With that, Beauty bids her farewell and thanks her once more.

Today, since she has no morning lectures, Beauty skips going to campus early. Because it's morning, there aren't many people around. She drives slowly in her car until she arrives at a tall building which you can immediately recognize as staff offices. She parks her car neatly alongside the other parked cars.

She sits waiting, looking around restlessly, which shows she is waiting for someone. Spotting a luxurious "End of Discussion" car turning the corner and heading toward the parking lot, Beauty quickly ducks her head down against the steering wheel, shielding her face with a small handkerchief.

Calmly, an elderly man wearing glasses, dressed in a suit with a small laptop bag in his hand, steps out. He presses his car key, and the car beeps to lock. He walks composedly until he reaches the building. The security guard quickly stands up, opens the door for him, and says, "Morning, sir!"

Seeing that there are no more movements outside, Beauty lifts her head and lets out a sigh of relief. Without wasting time, she fixes her appearance, sprays a heavily intoxicating and alluring perfume on herself, and checks the small vanity mirror in front of her car. Her eyes widen into circles with a smile on her face as she says, "Wow, so God really took His time creating this body of mine!" She laughs, opens her door, and steps out.

At the entrance door, she runs into the security guard, who gives her a heavy, dismissive look. But Beauty carries such an aura that even if you want to scold her, you find yourself unable to do so. This makes him ask, "Handmaid of Allah, where are you going?" "Ah, I'm just going inside!" "You are going inside to see who, exactly? Besides, don't you know the rule that no student comes here this early unless they are captains or have a very valid reason?" Hearing this, Beauty rolls her eyes, puts on a pitiful, watery-eyed expression, and says, "Haba, namesake of my father, what would bring me to this place this early in the morning if not for a valid reason? As you see me, I am someone who avoids people, but what can I do? Since Prof. KAS gave a test, I wasn't in class because I was lying on a hospital bed, and they said he never repeats a test for anyone. That's why when I saw him arrive just now, I said let me come and see if Allah will make him listen to me!"

"Who??? Prof. KAS, is that who you're talking about? My sister, if you want to know where the night catches you, you better leave right now, because even if you were the daughter of whoever, he won't listen to you! We know how our people operate. You see him and that new young guy who arrived here recently? I'm telling you, they have zero tolerance; everything they do is by the book. Let alone you walking into his office like this—by Allah, I bet you'll walk out holding your headscarf in hand out of frustration!"

Undoubtedly, the security guard's words sink in because Beauty remembers who Prof. KAS actually was the other day—someone seeing a woman of her caliber and yet turning his head away and chasing her out of class with so much arrogance. Thinking he's Mr. Right, huh? He'll find out soon enough!

She mutters to herself with a smile, bows her head slightly, and says, "Well, I don't dislike what you're saying, but you know they say 'it's by testing that the true ones are known.' If you can just let me have 10 minutes inside, you'll see the result I'll come out with!" Reluctantly, yet convinced that Beauty would likely just get frustrated and come right back out, he pushes the door open for her, saying, "Go in safely, but don't say I didn't warn you!" Ignoring him except for a parting smile and a teasing wave as he shakes his head in amusement, she walks a short distance, then turns back and asks, "Which office number is his?" Quickly, he replies, "As you go up, take the second floor, his is the last one on the right. Just walk in with both feet and come out with..." Beauty raises her hand, dismissing him, and heads straight inside.

As for Xee-xee, when she arrives at the university, she heads straight for the mosque just like she always does, enters, and starts pulling clothes out of her bag. She doesn't put them on until she sees that the people who entered for their own needs have left. Then she changes from the long Ankara dress and full-length hijab into wicked, skimpy clothes—a crop top and trousers, with the top barely reaching above her knees! She drapes a lightweight scarf lightly over her head, touches up her powder and red lipstick. Before you know it, she has completely transformed her appearance; you wouldn't even think she was the same decently dressed person from earlier.

She packs her other bag neatly, steps outside, and heads to their lecture hall as she was instructed earlier. Students are trooping inside, so she parks her car on the side, grabs a small jotter, a pen, and her phones, and heads inside to find a seat just like any other student. She hasn't been seated for long when a young lecturer enters, followed by the class captain carrying his teaching materials. He stands on the stage, and instantly the class goes dead silent, as if swallowed by water due to the sudden quietness. Everyone is wondering: Where is Prof. KAS? Isn't he the one coming to take our class? Or was the timetable changed? Or does he have an important excuse? But then again, he is not known for missing classes...?!

The morning after Beauty's birthday, while she is fast asleep making up for yesterday's fatigue, Ummah enters her room. She starts waking her up, knowing for sure that she hasn't even performed her morning prayers (Subh). Slowly, Beauty begins to open her eyes. She sits up with a start upon seeing Ummah standing over her. She rubs her eyes and says, "Ummah, good morning!" "Good morning? Did you pray?" "Emm... emm... Ummah, I didn't even realize the time had passed!" "Oya, get up quickly and go to the bathroom! It's already past 7:00 AM and you haven't prayed Subh? Does Hajara really want to rest inside the grave?"

With a scrunched-up face, Beauty starts looking at Ummah. They are starting with talk of the afterlife again—something that is completely outside of Beauty's interests whenever people preach. She raises her hands to plug her ears, stands up, and heads to the bathroom. Ummah stands watching her until she closes the door, then sighs and says, "Oh my God, may He guide her indeed! To think a child like this raised in a proper home has zero calculations for acts of worship. Whenever you speak up, her father jumps in with his fury, acting like the ultimate protective father!" Muttering to herself, Ummah walks out.

She walks all the way to his room and finds Daddy sitting in front of the mirror combing his hair after taking a bath...

Summary

The narrative revolves around Beauty (a wealthy, spoiled university student living a fast-paced life of parties, social media, and rebellion against traditional norms) and her mother, Ummah, who values religious discipline and modesty.

• Chapter Breakdown / Key Events:
  • The File & Friends: Beauty reviews university records/files with her friend Xee-xee, arranging personal agendas, funding food vendors for a campus event, and planning her upcoming birthday bash while dodging academic responsibilities.
  • The Birthday Conflict & House Dynamics: Daddy dotes heavily on Beauty, spoiling her and defending her against the housemaid Ladiyo (whom Beauty falsely accuses of theft). Daddy insists on bringing a friend's son (who was posted to Kano for national service) to live in their guest wing, causing tension with Beauty and Ummah.
  • The Extravagant Birthday Party: Beauty throws a lavish, high-society birthday party featuring dancing, music, and mingling with young men. Ummah is deeply distressed by Beauty’s behavior and lack of modesty, but Daddy shuts down Ummah's concerns, defending Beauty as a modern "University Girl" ('Yar Jami'a).
  • Campus Intrigues: Beauty visits the university to confront a strict professor (Prof. KAS) who previously failed/dismissed her, using her charm and deception to bypass security. Meanwhile, Xee-xee uses disguises (wearing a hijab on the street and changing into skimpy club-like clothes upon reaching campus) to blend into university life. The students wonder why Prof. KAS is missing from class.

Description

• Setting: Kano, Nigeria (set within an affluent household, university campus grounds, and party venues).
• Characters:
  • Beauty (Hajara): A spoiled, self-absorbed, and wealthy young university student addicted to luxury, social status, partying, and modern validation.
  • Daddy (Alh. Aliyu Kabir Mai Dollar): A wealthy, indulgent father who excessively pampers Beauty, shielding her from consequences and dismissing her mother's discipline.
  • Ummah: Beauty's mother, a pious, grounded woman who struggles silently with her husband's enabling behavior and her daughter's abandonment of religious and moral values.
  • Xee-xee: Beauty’s close friend and partner in crime, who leads a double life (using a religious disguise in public while dressing provocatively at school/parties).
  • Ladiyo: An innocent housemaid who becomes the scapegoat for Beauty's petty malice.
  • Prof. KAS: A strict, uncompromising university lecturer known for upholding academic rules.

Analytics

• Thematic Conflict (Tradition vs. Modernity / Strict Parenting vs. Permissive Parenting): The story highlights the stark contrast between Ummah’s conservative, faith-based expectations and Daddy’s ultra-permissive, westernized validation of Beauty's lifestyle. Daddy labels Beauty’s wild behavior as normal for a modern "university girl," actively undermining maternal discipline.
• Character Psychology & Double Standards:
  • Beauty exhibits narcissistic tendencies, entitlement, and manipulation (e.g., using false accusations against Ladiyo to blackmail her father into compliance).
  • Xee-xee represents the concept of bashaja (hypocrisy/disguise), donning hijabs to appease traditional family expectations while secretly living a libertine lifestyle.
• Socio-Cultural Commentary: The text offers a critical look at modern Nigerian upper-class youth culture, where wealth, social media, peer pressure, and materialism overshadow moral integrity, religious obligations, and academic focus.

Conclusions

1. Enabling Behavior breeds Entitlement: Daddy’s blind affection and refusal to hold Beauty accountable have warped her moral compass, turning her into an entitled individual who weaponizes tantrums to get her way.
2. Parental Disunity: The marital friction between Daddy and Ummah weakens the household structure. Because Daddy constantly rescues Beauty from accountability, Ummah's disciplinary efforts are rendered powerless.
3. The Illusion of Morality: Characters like Beauty and Xee-xee demonstrate a superficial relationship with societal and religious norms—utilizing religious garments (hijabs) merely as tools of deception or camouflage while indulging in counter-cultures behind closed doors.