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Waleedarh Abubakar ✍🏽 Marubuciya mai sha’awar soyayyah, sirrika, royal drama da labaran da ke taba zuciya. Ina rubuta labarai masu cike da emotions, suspense da unexpected twists—labaran da ba za su bar ki ki ajiye su da wuri ba. 🖤📖 Welcome to my world of stories. ✨
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TSAUNIN RANACHAPTER ONE Bismillāhir-Raḥmānir-Raḥīm.Mulki amanah ne. Sarauta hidima ce.Amma duk inda aka kafa kujerar mulki, akwai jinin da aka zubar domin a kare ta… da kuma jinin da aka binne domin kada ya dawo ya nemi hakkinsa.Fadar Tsaunin Rana5:47 na yammaRana ta fara sunkuyawa a bayan tsaunukan da suka kewaye masarautar. Haskenta na ratsa manyan bishiyoyin lambun fada, yana barin dogayen inuwa a kan farfajiyar da aka shimfiɗa da duwatsu masu sheƙi. Daga nesa ana ganin tutocin masarauta suna rawa a saman sandunansu, yayin da jami’an tsaro ke sintiri a ƙofar fada, radio a hannunsu, idanunsu a buɗe. Babu wani motsi da ke wucewa ba tare da sun gani ba. Fadar ta fi girman da ido zai iya ɗauka a kallo ɗaya. Manyan tagogin gilashi suna fuskantar lambunan cikin gida. Motocin sarauta na shigowa suna fita. Daga kitchen ana jin ƙarar faranti da muryoyin masu aiki, duk sun cakuɗe da hayaniyar ranar. A zahiri, komai yana tafiya daidai. Amma akwai wani ɓangare na fadar da ba a cika ambatonsa ba: wani corridor da aka daɗe da rufe shi, wata ƙofa da ba a yarda ma’aikata su buɗe ba, da kuma wani tsohon tarihi da aka share daga littattafan gidan sarauta, kamar ba a taɓa rubuta shi ba.Shekaru ashirin kenan. Amma wasu abubuwa ba sa mutuwa don an yi shiru a kansu.* * *“Sabeeha, ki sake duba wannan tray ɗin kafin ki tafi.” Muryar Hafsat ce ta fito daga bayan teburin aiki. Sabeeha ta ɗago kai daga tray ɗin da take gyarawa, ta ɗauki ƙaramin cokalin da aka ajiye a gefe ta mayar da shi inda ya dace, sannan ta sake kallon kayan. “Komai yana nan.” “Ban ce ai babu ba. Na ce kawai dai ki sake dubawa.” Sabeeha ta kalle ta gefen ido. “Ke ce dai kika fiye son magana fiye da aiki.” Hafsat ta yi dariya. “Ai magana ma aiki ce.” “Aiki irin wanne?” “Ina rage wa mutum gajiya.” Sabeeha ta yi murmushi ta ci gaba da aikinta. Hafsat ta jingina da counter ɗin kitchen, idanunta suna bin ƙofar da ke kaiwa babban corridor. Sai ta ce a hankali, “Amma akwai wani aikin da zan fi so.”Sabeeha ba ta ɗago ba. “Allah Ya sa ba ni za ki sa ba.” “Ba ke ba.” “To wa?” Hafsat ta yi ɗan murmushi. “Guard Taymoor.” Hannun Sabeeha ya tsaya a kan tray ɗin. Ta ɗaga ido a hankali. “Me ya sa kullum sai wannan mutumin?” “Saboda ya cancanta.” “Me ya cancanta?” “Ki daina yi min kamar ba ki san abin da nake nufi ba.” Sabeeha ta yi mata irin kallon da take yi duk lokacin da ta fara shirmenta. “Hafsat, kina kitchen ne ko kina binciken rayuwar guards?” “Duka biyun.” “Allah Ya taimake ki.” “Wallahi wannan Taymoor ɗin—” “me Yayi kuma?”cewar sabeeha “Kin ga yadda yake tafiya?” Sabeeha ta fashe da dariya. Sabeeha tace “Ke kina kallon tafiyarsa kenan?” “Mutum zai daina kallon abin da yake da kyau ne?” cewar hafsat “Ba ki da kunya.” “Kunyar me?” Hafsat ta gyara hijab ɗinta tana dariya, amm...
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