Deejamah Compelet Book

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DEEJAM BOOK L

They were all sitting in the lounge after finishing breakfast, wearing vests and shorts. Shakeerah’s hair cascaded down her back, styled in neat, tiny kalaba braids that suited her remarkably well.

Her phone began to ring. Full of delight, she picked it up and placed it against her ear. "Hello, my mother, how are you?"

From the other end came the reply, "I am doing great, my Shakeerah."

Shakeerah continued, "Where did you go? You are used to coming home every weekend, but you’ve missed two weekends in a row. Is everything alright?"

Shakeerah smiled and said, "Oh, my mother, wallahi everything is fine. The tests we are having are what kept me completely hidden away, but insha Allah, this coming weekend I will be in Zaria, you hear, my mother?"

"Alright then, may Allah show it to us, and may Allah grant you success in your studies. Please study hard, Shakeera, and avoid any naughtiness at school, because I know your character."

She smiled and said, "Don't worry, my mother. Don't worry about anything; you have no case with me."

She said, "Alright then, greet Fauzi for me."

Shakeera said, "Okay, they will hear. Bye."

She ended the call. Khadeeja looked at her and said, "Ah, mother must have missed her baby girl since she was quiet—of course, she had to ask if everything was okay."

Fauzi said, "Indeed."

They went back to playing their game because today all their lectures were actually tests, and they had a class by 2:00 PM. All of them were studying Mass Communication (Masscom). Shakeera said, "I knew right away Mama would call me to check if everything was fine, since I'm used to going back."

Fauzi said, "As for us, we are better off. I am from Gombe State, and Khadeeja is from Bauchi."

Shakeera said, "True, they released you and rented a hostel for you, not knowing you collected your change."

Fauzi said, "As for me, I called my Daddy and informed him, and he agreed, except that he warned me to keep myself well-behaved, and insha Allah, he is coming to see where I stay... You know I have no problem other than having a stepmother. Wallahi, I truly didn't get lucky with her."

They all fell silent for a moment. Shakeera said, "By now, shouldn't all of us know each other's backgrounds?"

Fauzi said, "That's true."

Khadeeja, however, remained silent as tears welled up in her eyes.

Shakeerah said, "Come on, Khadee, I always tell you that this brooding you keep doing is not the solution to your troubles. Prayer and seeking advice are the solutions."

She wiped away her tears and began, "It's true, Shakeera. Let me be the first to share my history and origins."

"My name is Khadeeja Sani Bukar Mai Iyali. I am a native of Bauchi, and there is nobody who doesn't know my father because of his immense prominence. We used to live comfortably until, overnight, our father became a massive billionaire known throughout Bauchi and its surroundings. Our Daddy had eighteen children, but at present, only five of us remain. In total, there were ten boys and eight girls. Our eldest brother is studying in Spain and is currently a senior lawyer. Our father's wives are three main ones: Hajiya Sameera, Hajiya Mansura, and Hajiya Saddiqa. Our father’s first wife (the uwar gida) never bore children, and their marriage was a cousin union. Then there is my Ummi, who had eighteen children (two boys, the rest girls), and Hajiya Mansura, who had eight children (four boys, four girls)."

"At present, only three of us remain in our section: myself, my aunty, and Yaya Mashkur. In Hajiya Saddiqa's quarters, three of her children remain—one boy and two girls, including my roommate and very close friend who is my age, 8 years old."

"One by one, the children in our house began to die. When investigations were made, what was killing them remained a mystery; they were being killed one after another. Daddy's doctor confirmed that our siblings' deaths were from natural causes (min indillah)."

"These deaths deeply shook Ummi and Hajiya Saddiqa. Seeing this, Ummi contacted our brother Mashkur, who was abroad in Spain, regarding the matter. She felt it was time to investigate since it was getting out of hand. What Ummi didn't know was that when she made the call, Hajiya Sameera overheard and went to inform Daddy."

"Furious, Daddy came to Ummi and warned her that if she allowed Yaya Mashkur to return to the country, wallahi he would disown him, and she would be thrown out of his house."

"This reason forced Ummi to tell Yaya Mashkur to cancel his trip. When he heard the news, he was extremely upset."

"As for me, I grew up surrounded by love and care. Everyone in the family showed me affection because of my quiet and reserved nature. I was named after Abba’s mother, so my Abba showed me unmatched love. This didn't just burn Hajiya Sameera up; she tried to team up with Hajiya Saddiqa against me, but Saddiqa refused."

"What I know for a fact is that my own father is the one killing our siblings."

In sheer terror, Shakeera and Fauzi sat up straight and stared at Khadeeja.

"Yes, my father is the one killing my siblings because I have strong evidence and proof. One day I will never forget: I returned from Islamiyya when I was 8 years old and headed straight to Daddy’s private wing. Not finding him in his lounge, I walked into his bedroom. Just as I was about to turn the doorknob, I heard shallow, heavy breathing and soft crying. Pressing my ear closer, I thought it sounded like Aunty Sakina, Hajiya Saddiqa's daughter. I turned around, went outside, and circled behind the flowerbeds right beneath the window of Daddy's bedroom. Quietly, I slipped into the dense foliage where no normal person would ever guess anyone could hide."

"I placed my Islamiyya bag aside and began to peek through."

"I saw my Abba—completely naked, just as his mother and father gave birth to him—shoving his joystick into Aunty Sakina's private parts. There was blood all over the place. Whenever she tried to speak or cry, he would clamp his hand over her mouth."

"At that time, being too young and innocent, I actually tried to laugh because it looked funny to me; I had no fear and viewed the whole thing as a game."

"After he finished what he was doing to her, he walked back into his bedroom without even sparing her a glance. Looking back now that I am older, I realize: does my father even have any faith or conscience?"

"After he left, a struggling Aunty Sakina walked into the toilet, shedding tears. When she came out, I don't know what happened next because I heard Ummi calling out for me."

"I sneaked back and entered our quarters."

"Ummi immediately started questioning me: 'Where are you coming from?' I replied, 'From Islamiyya.'"

"She glared at me and said she was going to deal with me today since I had started telling lies. My Aunty Nana—with whom I shared a room—laughed and said, 'Oh Ummi, let her be; leave her to me, I will scold her.'"

"We went into our room laughing. Even members of our household were always surprised when they saw me open up to Aunty Nana, since I didn't usually associate with anyone."

"The next morning, we woke up to yet another horror. I was fast asleep when I started hearing screams. Startled, I woke up and looked around, but Aunty Nana wasn't there. I stood up and went to Ummi's room; she wasn't there either. I checked the lounge and the kitchen—nothing."

"I heard a commotion outside in the courtyard near Hajiya Saddiqa's wing. I ran out toward the scene."

"Everyone in the house was gathered there, including Daddy. Hajiya Saddiqa was crying heavily, shaking a corpse in front of her. I walked closer and closer until I reached the spot. Even though I didn't yet understand what death was, I was utterly terrified by the sight of Aunty Sakina's dead body."

"I burst into tears and threw myself onto Aunty Nana, who was hugging Sajida, Aunty Sakina's younger sister, while crying."

"Anyone who saw the Mai Iyali family would have pitied us. Some people even started whispering: Is Hajiya Sameera the one killing Daddy's children?"

"Hajiya Saddiqa shouted, 'Wallahi tallahi, she has gone too far! Whoever is killing my children should step forward and face me! Why must I be subjected to such gruesome murders?' She finished speaking with heartbreaking cries, sounding like a madwoman."

"Ummi arrived at her side, clamped her hand over Saddiqa's mouth, and shook her head while crying herself. She said, 'Hajiya Saddiqa, do not let the shock of death make you sin. Everyone who dies has reached their appointed time, even though everyone has a different cause.'"

"As for Daddy, his whole body was shaking as he shed hypocritical tears."

"One of Daddy's younger brothers stepped forward and said, 'Honestly, this situation needs a thorough investigation because it's happening too often. How many lives are these? Whenever investigations are carried out, one common thing found killing them is poison—perhaps out of jealousy over your childbearing.'"

"Many people understood the uncle's words as a direct jab at Hajiya Sameera."

"She, however, merely offered a bitter smile."

Summary

This chapter of Diamond Ladies (Daukar Fansa) alternates between the cozy, luxurious lives of three college friends—Shakeerah, Fauzi, and Khadeeja—and the dark, traumatic pasts that bind them together as self-styled vigilantes. While enjoying their morning routine in Zaria and prepping for university tests, the girls reflect on their personal lives and hostile stepmothers. The narrative then shifts into a devastating confession: Khadeeja reveals to her friends that her wealthy billionaire father is a serial killer who murdered her siblings, and recounts the horrifying childhood memory of witnessing him sexually assaulting and brutalizing her teenage relative, Aunty Sakina, who later died under suspicious circumstances. Concurrently, the story highlights the trio's vigilante justice when a news report airs revealing that a corrupt Islamic school teacher who raped a 12-year-old girl was tracked down, stripped, and severely burned on his genitals by the "Diamond Ladies" because the legal system failed to punish him adequately.

Description

• Setting: A student apartment/hostel in Zaria/Kano university environment, alongside flashbacks to a wealthy, secretive mansion in Bauchi (Gidan Mai Iyali).
• Protagonists:
  • Shakeerah: A wealthy, fiercely aggressive, and stylish lady known for her exceptional beauty and fiery temper.
  • Fauzi: A confident, attractive young woman from Gombe with a strong dislike for her stepmother.
  • Khadeeja (Khadee): A fair, timid, yet deeply traumatized girl harboring a dark secret about her serial-killer father.
• Themes: Trauma, vengeance, familial corruption, betrayal, vigilante justice, and female solidarity.

Analytics

• Character Dynamics: The contrast between the girls' glamorous, pampered university lifestyle and their dark, violent extracurricular activities (vigilantism) establishes a classic anti-heroine trope.
• Thematic Motif of Vengeance: The subtitle Daukar Fansa (Taking Revenge) dictates the plot. The victims of systemic and domestic abuse take the law into their own hands when authorities or courts fail.
• Psychological Realism vs. Melodrama: Khadeeja's trauma response (suppression, confusion as an 8-year-old witnessing abuse) grounds her character arc, while the exaggerated execution of street justice adds a dramatic, pulp-fiction flair characteristic of modern Hausa popular literature (Littattafan Soyayya / Action).

Comments

• The narrative effectively builds suspense by juxtaposing the lighthearted, spoiled banter of university roommates with visceral, shocking revelations of incest, murder, and vigilante torture.
• The author uses strong visual contrast—from soft morning beauty routines and kalaba braids to boiling palm oil and brutal retribution—to keep the reader gripped.

Conclusions

Khadeeja’s harrowing confession cements the foundational motivation behind the Diamond Ladies: they are not merely university socialites, but survivors of profound abuse seeking a brutal brand of cosmic and physical retribution. The public news broadcast confirming the mutilation of the abusive Islamic teacher proves that the trio operates with impunity, setting the stage for more targeted vengeances against the monsters lurking in their elite families—particularly Khadeeja's father.

Keywords

• Diamond Ladies
• Daukar Fansa
• Pateema Zahra Lawal
• Hausa Novel
• Vigilante Justice
• Trauma and Vengeance
• Mass Communication Students
• Domestic Abuse

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