Abban Sojoji Book 3 Complete Hausa Novel

Okay, Major again reached out his hand and said, “Sorry, Sir! I know it’s painful, but we thank God that we arrived on time before it became worse.” He was just sighing, looking at him with eyes that had changed color, remembering vividly how Baba Alamu had torn Husana’s clothes. When he remembered that, his heart clenched with anger. Major’s voice interrupted his thoughts: “May God soothe your heart. We should hurry and leave this farm house so we can rush them to the hospital.”

Hearing that, he quickly reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. Immediately, he accessed the camera and carefully took a picture of Baba Alamu’s corpse. After finishing, he put the phone back in his pocket and looked at Major, saying, “Check his pocket and his clothes; see if there’s a phone.”

In a hurry, Major reached into Baba Alamu’s pocket and found a small Nokia phone. It seemed like a disaster because the battery was so old that it had to be wrapped in cloth and tied to the back for stability—every part of it was improvised.

“Sir, here’s the phone,” he said, handing it over. He didn’t take it immediately but examined it first, then said, “Major, I told you to get his phone, not this thing,” pointing to the phone in Major’s hand.

Major almost burst out laughing because he noticed that his boss was clearly not in full control.

“Sir, this is the phone. Look carefully—it’s so old that’s why you’re seeing it like that.”

He exhaled and said, “Keep it in its place, I’ll look for it,” and started heading toward the exit.

Major’s voice stopped him: “What about the jacket? Should I fetch it for you?” he asked, waiting for a response.

He didn’t answer and quickly left. Major grabbed his jacket, which he had tossed aside, and came out holding it. By the time they reached their parked car, it was clear they had to park at a distance because the main gate of the farm house had been completely destroyed.

In a hurry, Major covered him with the jacket, and he adjusted it on himself. He zipped it up, opened the car, got into the back seat, while Major took the driver’s seat and started the car. He reversed and drove out of the farm house at high speed.

He couldn’t take his eyes off Hosana, who was lying unconscious beside him. Her hair was completely disheveled, in total disarray, and he carefully covered her face, closing his eyes, amazed that such a thing had happened, but confident that Major knew what had happened.

Just as Baba Alamu had tossed her, Major parked the car. He quickly opened the door and saw her falling forward—his fear was that she might be dead.

A young man was kneeling beside her, seemingly having helped her a lot. He had removed ropes that were binding her legs, used a cloth to stabilize her broken limbs into three parts, tied her head, and wrapped her bleeding legs.

Major came out, watching him.

“Major, I hope this girl isn’t dead,” he said, extremely anxious.

“Sir, she’s still alive, just unconscious,” Major replied.

The young man said, “She urgently needs medical attention because of the bleeding from her head and leg.”

In extreme panic, he put both hands on Jahad to help, and Major quickly opened the car and placed her beside Hosana. Then he also got in, rolled up the glass, and told the young man, “Get in, we’re going together.”

The young man asked, “But my machine?”

Before he could respond, Major quickly said, “Don’t worry, everything will be fine. Where there’s a machine, there’s work to be done.”

Hearing this, the young man allowed Major to get in, then joined him and sat beside him. They rolled up the windows and sped off through the forest, merging onto a main road that would take them to their destination.

He just watched them, his heart aching seeing the state of the children. One had been entrusted to Amana, and he was completely bewildered. He couldn’t comprehend how they had been taken from General Ishaq’s house and their lives ruined. How had Aunty Laila orchestrated this, even involving someone else taking her twins? Who had orchestrated this plan? Surely, anyone would not forgive this if they discovered the truth!

He continued thinking angrily as they drove straight to the large SGR hospital in Abuja.