Author : Asmeetah writer Category : African Stories & Novels
wurin ɗayar matarsa wato uwar su A'isha ƙawar Amal...
AMAL jin haka yasa ta sau murmushi tana duban Ammy taga wani irin reaction ne zai bayyana a fuskar ta...
A tsawace Ammy ta ce
"To ina ruwana, idan ka je kada ka taɓa dawowa gidan nan, tin da zuwa take lasa maka a baki, kada ka ƙara mun sallama in zaka tafi wurin wancan mahaukaciyar matar takan.."
Abbah yana duban ta ya ce
"To sai bayan kwana biyu kuma..."
Ammy tana huci ta ce
"Kayi shekara ɗari idan ka ga dama..."
Da haka Abbah ya tafi tare da Maleekh suka fice...
Amal tana zaune akan sopa tana fuskarta plasman da dariyar Ammy akan fuskarta...
Arfat ganin yanda Amal take da murmushi kamar bata da wani damuwa, yasa ta je gabanta tana faɗin
"Ke wai kin manta inda kika fito ne? Ƴar talaka kawai, kin samu damar shigowa gidan mu shine kina ji da kai... In ba don Yaya bane ya kawo ki, da tunin an kore ki daga nan!"
Amal ta kalle ta cikin nutsuwa ta ce:
"Arfat, ban zo nan don mu yi takaddama ba. Ban kuma zo neman girma ba. Allah ne ya kawo ni, kuma duk wanda Allah ya ɗaukaka, babu wanda zai iya wulakanta shi."
Islam kuwa, tana zaune gefen kujera, ta ce a hankali cikin taushin murya:
"Ku daina mana....."
Islam tana kallon Arfat ta ce "Amma fa, ba haka ake yi ba. Tinda Yaya Maleekh ne ya kawo ta gidan nan, to akwai dalili, kuma bai dace a wulaƙanta ta ba."
Ammy ta ɗan zaro ido tana kallon Islam, dake itace mai ɗan sauƙi ta ce
"Ke ma kin fara nuna wa wannan matsiyaciya goyon baya kenan? To ki kalle ni da kyau, ba zan taɓa yarda ta zama surukata ba!"
Farha ta sake matsowa kusa da Amal cikin harara ta ce
"Kin ji dai? Ni ce matar da Maleekh zai aura. Ki fita daga gaban mu, ki daina ƙoƙarin shiga tsakaninmu... Kafin ki gane da ruwa ake shayi, ki duba yadda gidan nan yake buƙatata, ba ke ba!"
Amal ta ɗan murmusa cikin taurin zuciya, ta dubi Farha idon cikin ido sannan ta ce
"Farha, mijin da Allah bai rubuta miki ba, ba ki isa ki riƙe shi ba. Kuma mijin da Allah ya rubuta miki, babu wanda zai iya kwace shi daga gare ki. Don haka ki daina jin tsoro ko ƙiyayya a kaina."
Farha ta ƙara tunzura tana huci...
Ammy ta daka mata tsawa tana faɗin.
"Ni ba zan ɗauki wannan abun kunya ba! Ki jira Maleekh ya dawo, yau sai dai ya zaɓa, ni ko ke, wato har kin samu bakin mayar wa koh?!"
Farha cikin jin nasara ta tsaya a gefe tana dariya tana tafa hannuwa, tana faɗin
"Amal, ki shirya tafiya, domin nan ba wurinki bane!"
Ammy cikin fushi ta wurga wa Amal harara tare da faɗin
"Wai tsaya,, Ke ɗin wacece?..."
Amal tayi murmushi sannan tace
"ni ƙawar A'isha ce, ƴar kishiyarki dake kaduna..."
Ammy cikin fushi ta zabga wa Amal mari tare da faɗin
"Aikin banza kawai, to uwar A'isha ma dan buro ubanta ba komai ne a wurina ba balle A'isha, balle ke ƙawar Aisha, saboda kin raina mun wayo shine zaki bani wannan amsar koh?..."
Farha tana dariya tace
"ƙawar ƴar kishiyar Ammy? Lallai da kalan dangi kike kam, kenam Aisha ce ta haɗa ki da Maleekh koh?.."
Amal ta ce "Allah ne ya haɗa ni da Maleekh..."
Farha ce ta kawo hannu zata mari Amal, Amal tayi saurin riƙe hannunta tare da faɗin
"Kada ki kuskura ki mare ni, koda wasa...idan ita Ammy ta mare ni tasha to ke baki isa ba..."
Ammy cikin tsawa tace "to ko nima zaki rama ne?..."
Amal tace
"ke Mahaifiyar Maleekh ne, Mahaifiyarsa kuma tamkar Mahaifiyata ce, ina girmama ki..."
Kafin Amal ta ƙarasa Ammy tayi saurin dakatar da ita, tana faɗin
"kull....Kada ki kuskura ki ɗauke ni a matsayin mahaifiyarki domin ni ban haifi matsiyaci ba..."
Farha ta ce
"saboda rashin kunya har da riƙe mun hannu na kawo miki mari koh? To bari kiji nafi karfinki, kuma ko kasheki nayi a gidan nan babu abinda za'a mun...Sai dai ƙarin matsayi..."
Arfat itama ta fara mata, tana mata wulakanci, tare da kwatanta ta da "yar kasuwa marar galihu...".
Islam, wacce tunda farko bata ce komai ba, ta shiga tsakaninsu tana faɗin
"Don Allah ku daina. Wannan da kuke yi babu amfani, sai dai ku ɓata wa Yayana Maleekh rai."
Ammy ta ɗaga hannu tana girgiza kai cikin tsawa:
"Wallahi yau sai Maleekh ya zaɓa a tsakani ni da ke! Ni ba zan zauna da ke a matsayin suruka ba!"
Farha ta yi dariya tana tafa hannuwa ta ce
"Ki shirya tafiya Amal. Wannan gida ba naki bane, ni ce uwargida a nan!"
Amal ta kalle ta cikin bacin rai, ta ce:
"Farha, mijin da Allah bai rubuta miki ba, ba zaki taɓa samu ba. Kuma mijin da Allah ya rubuta a gare ki, babu wanda zai iya kwace shi. Zan jira Maleekh ya dawo domin bazan cigaba da zama a gidan nan ba, ku kwantar da hankalin ku..."
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A cikin babban office nasa mai yalwa da haske, Maleekh yana zaune akan kujerarsa ta Executive, yana juyawa a hankali tare da zuƙar shisha, yana wani mugun murmushi ta gefen baki. A gabansa kuwa akwai manyan screens guda biyu, ɗaya yana nuna masa graphs na business ɗinsa, ɗaya kuma live CCTV footage na gidan su.
Sai ga PA ɗinsa ya shigo da takardu a hannu. Yana kallon boss ɗinsa cikin mamaki, saboda murmushin da yake yi.
PA Ya ce
“Boss, yau naga kamar kana cikin farin ciki… ko akwai wani sabon deal?”
Maleekh yana jinjina kai, ya ɗan ja shisha sannan ya ce
“Eh, akwai deal mafi girma fiye da kowanne. Amal ta zo Abuja, ta nemi sulhu, ta kuma amince da soyayyata. Yanzu haka tana gidan mu.”
PA cike da damuwa ya ce
“Amma Boss, kasan fa cewa Hajiya da Farha da sauran ’yan gidan basa ƙaunar ta. Za su iya yi mata duka ko wulakanci. Ka tabbatar da hakan?”
Maleekh yana dariya marar sauti, ya ɗan zazzaro ido ya ce
“Na tabbatar. Shi yasa na kaita gidan. Inaso suyi kaca-kaca da ita. Hajiyata fa ba kanwar lasa bace, Farha kuma ta fi kowa kishin banza. Arfat kuwa, rashin kunya ne sunanta. Sai dai Islam… ita kaɗai ce mai tausayin abin da nake so. Amma da tasan abinda ke cikin raina na tsanar Amal, da ita ma zata tsane ta.”
Ya ɗan matsar da kujerarsa gaba, ya danno wani button, footage na Amal tana tsaye a falon gida tare da Arfat da Farha suka bayyana akan screen. Ana jiyo su suna mata masifa. Maleekh ya kalli PA yana murmushi ya ce
“Ka gani? Wannan shi nake so. Ina so su gasa ta da wulakanci, sai dai ni in fito a gabanta a matsayin mai kare ta. A haka zata ƙara manne mun ɗari bisa ɗari. Daga baya kuma in jefa ta cikin wuta, in buga wasan ball ɗina da ita. Wannan shine plan ɗina.”
PA ya lumshe ido yana jinjina kai tare da faɗin
“Boss… wallahi ka fi kowa wayo. Amma fa ta yi babban kuskure da ta dawo wurinka. Yanzu dole ne ta gane babu gudu babu ja da baya.”
Maleekh yana kallonsa tare da jan kunne ya ce
“Karka manta, babu wanda yasan wannan game sai ni da kai. Idan wani ya ji wannan sirri daga bakinka… uhmm! zaka iya tuna yadda na gama da abokin nan nawa wancan shekarar?”
PA ya girgiza kai da sauri, jikin sa har ya ɗan ɗauki karkarwa ya ce
“A’a Boss! Babu wanda zai ji daga bakina. Kai kaɗai ne boss ɗina har abada.”
Maleekh ya sake yin la’anannen murmushi, yana juyi akan kujerarsa, shisha a hannu, footage na Amal a gaban sa.
Maleekh a hankali, kamar yana magana da kansa ya furta
“Amal zata ji soyayyata a fili… amma a ɓoye, zan jefa ta cikin wuta har sai ta zama abinda nake so.”
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Amal in her Room
Amal tana zaune a ɗakin da aka tanadar mata. Ɗakin kuwa ba wani mai yalwa ba ne idan aka kwatanta da sauran d'akunan gidan, amma ya fi mata komai tunda tana cikin ƙasaitaccen gida....
Tana zaune akan gadonta ta jingina kanta jikin bango, idanunta sun kumbura saboda kuka. Hannunta na riƙe da hijab ɗinta domin bata fiye cire shi ba, kullum yana jikinta, tana murza gefensa kamar zata samu nutsuwa daga hakan...
Amal muryarta a hankali, tana magana da kanta...
“Me yasa kowa a gidan nan baya sona? Ko Ammy bata tausaya mun… Farha kuma sai kishi dani. Arfat kuma sai rashin kunya. Wayyo Allah na, na shiga gidan da ba kowa ke so na ba.”
Ta ɗan ɗaga ido tana kallon sama, hawaye na zubo mata ta ci gaba da faɗin .
“Amma ban da Maleekh. Shi kaɗai ne ya tsaya mun, yake kare ni. Duk da abinda ya faru a baya, yanzu nake tabbatarwa cewa yana sona da gaske. Da babu shi a gefena, da tuni zuciyata ta fashe da baƙin ciki.”
Ta ɗan kwantar da kanta bisa filo, tana tuna lokacin da Maleekh ya rungume ta a falon ofishinsa, ya ce ba zai gujeta ba. Wani ɗan murmushi ya bayyana a fuskar Amal duk da cewa tana cikin hawaye.
“Zan jure komai saboda shi. Ko wane irin wulakanci suka min, ina da tabbacin Maleekh zai tsaya a bayana. Shi ne hasken zuciyata.”
A haka ta lumshe ido tana kuka a hankali, zuciyarta cike da soyayya da amincewa ba tare da ta san cewa wanda take ganin mai tsaronta ne babban mai jefa ta cikin ramin wulakanci ba.
In the Corridor
A waje kusa da ƙofar ɗakin Amal, Farha tana jingine da bango hannunta riƙe da glass cup ɗin drink, tana sauraron maganganun Amal da take yin su a fili cikin kuka...
Farha ta lumshe ido tana saurare, wani mungun murmushi ya bayyana a fuskarta.
A hankali, tana magana da kanta ta ce
“Haka nake so… ki fara jin zafin da gidan nan zai miki. Wannan ba wai farkon ba ne, Amal! nan ne asalin azabarki. Ni kuwa sai na tabbatar kin gudu kin bar min Maleekh gaba ɗaya.”
Ta ɗan ja numfashi, sannan ta juya da isa da gadara kamar wata sarauniya, ta nufi sashen ta...
Bayan dawowar Maleekh daga Office da yamma, ya ƙaraso gidan cikin nutsuwa. Ganin bai tarar da kowa a falo ba yasa ya nufi sashen Amal, knocking yayi tare da tura ƙofar a lokaci guda, bai tsaya jiran bada izini ba, yana shiga ya tarar da ita zaune a kan gado, kanta lullube da pillow tana sharar kuka kamar ƙaramar yarinya...
Cikin dabara ya ɗan tsaya a bakin ƙofa yana kallonta, murmushin mugunta ya wuce a zuciyarsa kafin ya daidaita fuskar sa ya saka annuri. Ya shiga a hankali yana faɗin:
“Amal… kina kuka kuma? Waye ya taɓa min ke a gidan nan?”
Amal ta ɗago da idonta da suka yi jawur saboda kuka, ta share hawayenta da sauri...
Cikin raunanniyar muryar ta ce
“Ban iya jurewa ba, Maleekh. Gaba ɗaya suna kallona da mungun nufi, suna nuna min cewa ban dace da kai ba. Har suna ƙira na da matsiyaciya…”
Sai hawaye suka sake zubo mata.
Maleekh ya ƙaraso kusa da ita ya zauna, ya ɗauki hannunta ya riƙe sosai, yana kallonta ya ce
“Kin san abinda zan faɗa miki? Bazan bar kowa ya hana ni soyayyata ba. Ki daina sauraren su, ki tsaya a kan kalmar da kika faɗa min jiya cewa kina sona. Idan har kina sona Amal, babu wanda zai iya raba mu.”
Amal ta girgiza kai tana hawaye ta ce
“Ina sonka, Maleekh… amma tsoron iyayenka nake ji. Tsoron kar su raba ni da kai.”
Maleekh ya ɗan murmusa, ya matso da ita sosai har ta jingina da ƙirjinsa ya ce
“Babu wanda zai iya rabani dake. Ki tabbatar da wannan. Ki ɗauki zuciyata tamkar garkuwarki. Har abada, ni ne zan kare ki.”
Ya ɗora hannunsa a kanta yana bubbuga bayanta cikin rarrashi. Amal kuwa ta sake fashewa da kuka na farin ciki, tana jin kamar wannan kalaman sun share mata duk wata damuwa...
A zuciyar Maleekh kuwa, yana wani irin dariyar mugunta tare da maganar zuci.
“Haka nake so, Amal. Ki miƙa min zuciyarki gaba ɗaya. Lokaci yana zuwa da zaki gane ni ba abin da kike zato ba.”
Sai ya share fuskar da murmushi mai taushi, yana ci gaba da rarrashin ta kamar masoyin gaskiya.
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Washegari da safe, Maleekh ya shirya cikin shigar alfarma mai kyau. Yana tare da Amal a room ɗinta, cikin sassanyar murya ya ce da ita.
“Amal, yau ba na so ki zauna a gida. Zamu fita tare, mu sha iska, mu ci abinci mai daɗi a waje.”
Amal da farko ta yi shiru tana tunanin ko hakan ba zai fusata iyayensa ba. Amma ganin irin rarrashi da tsananin kulawa a fuskarsa, sai ta amince.
Sun fita da wata motarsa mai kyan gaske, suka je wani babban restaurant mai ɗauke da haske da kiɗa mai laushi. A wajen Amal ta ji daɗin kasancewa tare da shi. Har ta manta da tsangwamar iyayensa.
Maleekh yana murmushi, yana saka ta dariya. Yana tsokanar ta da kalmomi masu daɗi, har sai da zuciyar Amal ta sake gaba ɗaya.
Maleekh cikin murmushi yake faɗin
“Kin ga yadda dariya yake bala'in miki kyau? Wannan dariyar ce ta ɗauke mun hankali. Idan kina kusa da ni, babu wani abu da zai dame ni.”
Amal tana dariya cikin jin kunya ta ce
“Ni dai ina jin daɗin kasancewa tare da kai. Amma gaskiya ban saba irin wannan wuri ba.”
Maleekh ya dafa hannunta akan teburin restaurant, yana kallon ta ido cikin ido ya ce
“Wannan rayuwa tamu ce. Zan koya miki komai a hankali. Ki daina jin tsoro.”
Amal ta yi murmushi cikin hawaye na farin ciki...
Bayan nan suka nufi babban supermarket yayi mata siyayya kala-kala, da dogwayen riguna, da takalma da kayan kwalliya, har da su pants da breziyass da komai abinda ya shafi mata..
Maleekh ganin Amal ta ɗauki sinƙin wani abu kamar dozen ne a ninninke ya sa hannu yana taɓa wa cike da mamaki ya ce.
"Amal ke ɗin me zaki yi da sinƙin bread haka..?.."
Amal tayi dariya tare da faɗin
"Ba fa bread bane, mata ne kawai masu amfani dashi..."
Ya ce. "Kamar ya? Shi ɗin meye ne kenam?.."
Amal ganin yana so ya takurata da wannan question ne yasa ta miƙa masa ba tare da ta furta komai ba...
Ya karɓa yana faɗin
"Yawwa ban na duba koma menene..."
Karanta rubutun jikin yayi sannan ya saki murmushi yana faɗin.
"O hoooo, sai ki ce mun abun ku na taran makwararin jini ne..."
Amal da sauri ta karɓe cikin jin kunya tayi saurin yin gaba, domin akwai wasu matasa har sun juyo suna dariya...
Da haka suka kammala siyayya, Maleekh ya biya duk kayan da suka ɗauka...
Bayan sun dawo gida, Amal ta ji nutsuwa sosai saboda kulawar Maleekh. Amma tun da suka shigo gidan taji wani bugun zuciya...
Ita kaɗai ta shigo falo ta tarar da mutanen gidan a falo...
Ammy wani irin harara ta wurga mata cike da baƙin ciki ta ce
“Kin yi ta yawon banza da shi ko? Wannan dai shine aikin ki, jan ɗana ya manta da iyayensa...”
Farha, wacce zuciyarta ke cike da kishi, ta miƙe tsaye tana kallon Amal da tsantsar tsanarta ta ce
“Ni kam ban san wace irin jaraba ce ke da Maleekh ba. Kin ɗauka soyayyar da yake miki za ta kare ki ne? Ki sani, ni ce wacce za ta zama matar Maleekh, ba ke ba. Ke dai matsiyaciya ce kawai, marar gata.”
Arfat ta ɗan goyi bayan su
tana cewa:
“Amal, kin san wannan gidan ba naku bane. Ki shirya komawa inda kika fito, kafin mu kore ki da kanmu.”
Amal ta yi shiru tana sauraronsu. Amma zuciyarta tana karfafa mata da cewa
“Ina da Maleekh. Shi kaɗai zan dogara da shi.”
Islam dai ta tsaya gefe tana tausayawa Amal, amma bata ce komai ba saboda tana tsoron ɓacin ran mahaifiyarta...
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Maleekh ne ya shigo yana riƙe da jakunkuna na siyayya masu alfarma, waɗanda duk wanda ya gansu ya san ba a ƙaramin kasafi aka saya ba. Har lokacin murmushi yake yi, zuciyarsa cike da nishaɗin yadda zai faranta wa Amal rai da sabbin kayayyakin da ya siya mata.
Da ya taka cikin babban falon, abin da idonsa ya tarar da shi ya karyar da farin cikinsa. Amal ce tsaye a tsakiyar falo, Ammy da Farha sun zagaye ta da kalaman wulakanci, yayin da Arfat kanwarsa ke ɗaga hannu cikin tsananin bacin rai, alamar ta kusa kaima Amal duka. Amal kuwa tana tsaye, hannunta a gefe tana ƙoƙarin tattara ƙarfin guiwa, kodayake idanunta sun kaɗa saboda tsananin zafin cin fuska. Islam ce kaɗai ke gefe, shiru kamar wacce ba ta da ikon magana.
Maleekh ya dakata da sauri, idanunsa suka sauya kala. A fusace ya isa tsakiyar falon yana ɗaga murya cikin faɗa:
“What the hell is going on here?!”
Dukansu suka kalle shi. Amal ta juya idanunta suka haɗu da na Maleekh, sai ta sauƙe numfashi mai nauyi, alamun jin daɗin ganin shi.
Farha ce ta fara tsaki tana turo baki ta ce
“Oh, har mata siyayyar kayayyaki koh? Wato wannan ce yanzu har ta zama special?…”
Ammy ta tsunduma cikin magana tana kallon jakunkunan hannunsa cikin ɓacin rai ta ce
“Kai Maleekh, Kana da hankali kuwa? Ka dawo gida da wannan ‘yar banza, har da mata siyayyar kaya masu tsada? Ka manta kai ɗan gidan masu kuɗi ne, ba ɗan gidan talauci ba? Wataƙila ta shirya maka wani laya ne da
