YAR GIDAN TSOHOWA Document Complete Book .txt

<p>When the day came for his father’s trip to Rogo village, Abdulhakim accompanied him.</p><p>His father deeply respected Abdulhakim for his obedience. Unlike Abdallah, he never disobeyed or argued with him.</p><p>When they arrived, Abdulhakim sneaked off to visit his close female friend in the village, Dije.</p><p>She had dressed beautifully in a fitted traditional outfit.</p><p>Just as she stepped out to sell her fresh milk, she suddenly saw someone entering her house.</p><p>Startled, she nearly dropped her bowl.</p><p>"Oh no! Who’s there?!" she shouted.</p><p>Before she could run back inside, she heard a familiar voice, “Relax, it’s me, your city friend!”</p><p>She turned quickly and met Abdulhakim’s gaze. “Oh, it’s you!”</p><p>She sighed in relief, then said, “I need to deliver my milk first before people take my spot at the market.”</p><p>Abdulhakim smiled and said, “No need; I’ll buy it all for my mother!”</p><p>She blushed as they walked together, unaware that their love story had just begun.</p>