DAN DAUDU KO DAN LUWADI Book 1

About this Novel

SABITU, a dashing young man of at least 27, and his six friends were perched on the curb outside their friend's shop, engaged in their usual banter. They were accustomed to conversing openly, regardless of the passing cars. Today, as they sat in their familiar row, a splendid car pulled up before them, its value surpassing all expectations. Sabitu found himself daydreaming that it was he in that very car, accompanied by his new girlfriend, strolling through town. His reverie was interrupted by his friend Nasir, who yanked him back to the present. "You moron, what's gotten into you?" Nasir chastised, his gaze fixed on the vehicle. They all longed to catch a glimpse of the affluent owner, well aware that it wasn't just any ordinary person driving. As the car came to a halt, a young woman emerged. All of them stood transfixed, unable to move as they beheld her arresting presence. She halted before them and implored, "Excuse me, I have a question!" Nasir promptly responded, "Go ahead and ask, there's no one around here we don't know." Gratified by the assurance, she inquired, "Do you know Alhaji Ma'aruf's house?"