Kifin da ya jefa ya kama shi

Malam Rabi’u ya buga tafin hannunsa a kan takardar fitar kaya har sautin busasshen takarda ya fizge idanuwa. “A rufe ƙofar lodin nan,” ya ce wa Auwalu. Karfen shatari ya tsaya a rabin sauka, keken hannu uku suka makale a layi, buhunan masara da kwandunan maggi suka tsaya suna jiran hannu daya. A gaban ma’aikata da ‘yan kasuwar da ke da alaƙa da dattawa a Sabon Gari, ya ɗaga murya ya nuna Sadiya. “Sai ta yi bayani kan ɓatan lodin Zinder na bara. Ita ce ta karɓi hannun ƙarshe.”

Sadiya ta tsaya a bakin receiving bay, kafadunta a taurin ƙarshen shift, gyalen jikinta ya yi lauje a wuya saboda zufa da ƙurar hanya. A aljihunta akwai ƙaramar rasit rabin ninkewa da ta dade tana buɗewa tana rufewa; kuɗin maganin mahaifiyarta ne ba su cika ba tukuna. Baffa Nura yana can gefe, tsohon dillalin da ya san mahaifinta tun suna trade a Dawanau, yana kallonta da idon dattijo mai auna mutunci fiye da nauyi. Malam Rabi’u ya san inda ciwon yake, shi ya sa ya buɗe tsohon zargi a nan, ba a ofis ba.

“Lodin Zinder na bara,” Sadiya ta maimaita a sanyaye. “An rufe wannan da rubutun bincike.”

“Rubutun da ba ni na sa hannu ba.” Ya jawo ƙaramin na’urar fitar kaya kusa da shi, ya jefa mata katin izinin layi kamar ana jarraba yaro. “Idan kina da gaskiya, ki sake buɗe handoff ɗin nan a tsarin. Ki tabbatar da sarkar izini a gaban kowa. Ko kuma ki amince ke ce kika lalata wa kamfani suna.”

Auwalu ya ɗan motsa, amma bai taɓa shatari ba. Hajiya Bilkisu, wadda motarta ta kawo kaya daga Kurna, ta riƙe wayarta ta rage magana a chat. A irin wannan wuri, mace idan ta ja da shugaban ta a fili, zargin ba ya tsaya kan aiki kaɗai; ya bi gida, ya isa kunne, ya zubar da fuskar gida kamar ruwa a tabarma. Malam Rabi’u ya san hakan. Ya ƙara tsuke ta a cikin layin lodin da ya tsaya.

“Sadiya,” in ji shi, yana nuna terminal ɗin. “Ki saka lambar ki. Idan binciken ya wanke ki, mu ci gaba. Idan ba haka ba, a yau nan zan cire ki daga jadawalin release. Kuma Baffa Nura zai ji dalilin da ya sa.”

Busasshen sautin takardar da ke hannunsa ya sake karaji lokacin da ya warware wani form. Ya cusa shi a gaban ta da alkalami. Takardar izinin sake tabbatar da tsohon case ce, tana da layin sa hannun mai kula da sashen fitar kaya na yau. Dabarsa kenan: idan ta ƙi, ta yi kamar mai ɓoye laifi; idan ta sa hannu, ya sa ta shiga hanyar da yake tsammanin za ta daskare ta a tsarin.

Sadiya ba ta ɗaga murya ba. Ta ɗauki katin, ta zura a cikin reader. Hasken kore ya ɗan kyalkyala, sai na’urar ta yi karar karɓa. Ta shafa yatsarta a kan allon, ta buɗe tsohon file. A gefe, hasken corridor na ciki yana ta ɗaukar ƙamshin injin janareta da hum ɗin fitilar bangon da ba ta taɓa yin shiru. Idanuwan kowa suka koma allon. Malam Rabi’u ya matsa kusa, ya ce, “Je can. Authority recheck. Yanzu.”

Ta taba wurin da ya nuna.

Allon ya yi fari na ɗan lokaci, sannan layi ja ya fito da ƙarar ƙananan beep uku: REOPEN REQUIRES ACTIVE SUPERVISING OFFICER OF ORIGINAL SHIFT. Beneath it, wani layi ya bayyana da sunan shift ɗin bara, lokacin da lodin ya ɓata. Original supervising officer: Malam Rabi’u Idris. Case closed pending unsigned supervisory response. Automatic hold triggered on current release privileges pending supervisory audit.

Auwalu ya saki ƙaramin “Kai.” Hajiya Bilkisu ta sauke wayar daga kunne. Baffa Nura bai motsa ba, amma kansa ya ɗan karkata, irin karkatar nan ta dattijo idan ya ga ƙarya ta fara zame wa mai ita.

Malam Rabi’u ya miƙa hannu ya kama gefen na’urar. “Ba haka tsarin yake ba. Wannan tsohon record ne.”

Sai wani saƙon ya fado daga dispatch line a allon ƙasa da ƙasa, kai tsaye daga control room: Current lane supervisor access suspended. Redirect release authority to acting archive-linked officer on site. Confirm? Sunan Sadiya ya haska a ƙasa, ƙarƙashin matsayinta na wucin gadi da aka ɗaura mata makon da ya gabata lokacin da aka tura tsohuwar mai rikodi hajj.

Wannan ne ƙaramin rata da ya rasa gani. Ta dade tana kula da archive room ɗin da ke bayan corridor idan ana buƙatar tsofaffin waybill; ba matsayi mai ƙarfi ba ne, amma sarkar tsarin ta san shi. Shi ne ya tilasta buɗe ƙofar da ya kamata ya rufe masa kansa.

“Danna ƙi,” Malam Rabi’u ya faɗa da sauri, sautinshi ya sauya daga umarni zuwa hargowa. “Wannan ba naki bane.”

Sadiya ta kalle shi sau ɗaya kacal. “Kai ka ce a tabbatar da sarkar izini a gaban kowa.” Ta danna tabbatarwa.

Reader ɗin ya yi wani sautin yankewa. Katin da ke rataye a wuyan Malam Rabi’u ya yi ƙananan ƙara, ja ya haska a saman sa. A allo, sunansa ya bace daga active roster na layin nan. A wurinsa aka rubuta: RELEASE CONTROL — SADIYA USMAN (ACTING). Shatari da ke a rabin sauka ya yi ƙaran tashi kaɗan saboda tsarin ya sake ba da umarnin jiran sabon saki daga mai iko.

Malam Rabi’u ya ja baya kamar wanda takalmi ya makale. “Auwalu, buɗe ƙofar. Ni na ce a buɗe.”

Auwalu ya dubi allon, sannan ya dubi Sadiya. Hannunsa ya tsaya a kan lever. Wannan ɗan jinkirin kaɗan ya fi wani dogon jawabi nauyi. Hajiya Bilkisu ta ce da murya ƙasa, “Mu na da kasuwa a hanya.” Amma ba ta kalli Malam Rabi’u ba; ta kalli Sadiya.

Sadiya ta ɗauki takardar da ya shimfiɗa mata tun farko. Ta karanta layin ƙasa na izinin sake tabbatarwa, inda aka bar wurin sunan mai kula da aikin da ke da hurumin karshe. Ta zare takardar daga clipboard, ta juya ta a hankali. “Auwalu,” ta ce, “a kawo stamp na layi.”

Malam Rabi’u ya yi gaba. “Ke? Za ki yi wa kanki iko a nan? Kin manta kina magana da wa?”

“Na tuna.” Ta karɓi stamp ɗin, ta buga shi a takardar da sauti mai tsabta. Sannan ta ja layi ɗaya a kan sunansa da alkalami mai kauri, ta rubuta a sama: returned for supervisory audit. release restricted. Ta maida masa takardar a hannu, ba da duka ba, ba da girmamawa mai wuce kima ba. “Ka fara abin da ka buɗe.”

Baffa Nura ya sauke ajiyar da ba a ji sosai ba. Hasken rana daga bakin bay ya fāɗi kan fuskar Malam Rabi’u, ya nuna zufa a kumatunsa. Ya ce, “Ni ne shugaban nan.”

Sai dispatch line ya sake kiran sauti daga allon. Control room ta aika sabon umarni mai gajeren rubutu: Acting officer to complete pending handoff. Suspended supervisor to step clear of release lane. Print auto-copy? Yana can a ƙasa, maballin EH da A’A.

Malam Rabi’u ya kai hannu ga allon kafin kowa. “Kar a buga komai.”

Sadiya ta ɗan matsa gefensa, ba tare da ta taɓa shi ba. “Ka buɗe authority check. Yanzu tsarin ya ba ni layi.” Ta danna EH.

Na’urar buga takardu ta yi ruri. Takarda mai dogon bakin fari ta fito da sauri, tana ɗauke da kwafin umarnin dakatarwar sa da canjin ikon release. Iskar fan daga corridor ta bugi gefenta har ta yi kaɗa. Sadiya ta karɓe ta tun tana zafi, ta yi duba ɗaya kawai, sannan ta miƙa wa Auwalu. “A ɗaura a gefen lane. Kuma a cire sunansa daga jadawalin yau.”

Auwalu ya karɓa da hannu biyu. A wannan karon bai kalli Malam Rabi’u ba ko kaɗan. Ya je ƙaramin board ɗin da ke jikin bango, ya cire fil ɗin ƙarƙashin sunan Malam Rabi’u, ya maye gurbinsa da takardar da ta fito yanzu. Sunan ya ɓace daga jerin masu ba da release. Wannan ya fi kowane zagi muni; an gyara shi a cikin aikin da yake ta bugun kirji da shi.

Malam Rabi’u ya yi ƙoƙarin kutsawa tsakanin keken hannu biyu zuwa bakin shatari. “Wannan kuskure ne. Na ce a tsayar da duk wani fitar kaya—”

“Allon ya riga ya ba da izini,” Sadiya ta ce. Ta ɗaga muryarta kaɗan ne kawai domin Auwalu da masu ɗaukar kaya su ji. “Keken Hajiya Bilkisu ya fara. Sannan na Baffa Nura. A ajiye pallet ɗin Kurna a hagu, kar ya toshe hanyar mota.”

Mutanen da suka dade a kulle sun motsa lokaci ɗaya kamar an sake musu numfashi. Wani saurayi ya tura keken farko. Shatari ya ɗaga gaba ɗaya. Kwandunan da suka tsaya suka fara zamewa kan ƙarfe da ƙarar da ta cika bay ɗin. Baffa Nura ya matsa gefe ya ba hanya, amma ido ɗaya yana kan Sadiya. Wannan kallo ba na ta’aziyya ba ne; na tabbatarwa ne cewa ta tsaya da kafafunta a inda aka so a tozarta ta.

Malam Rabi’u ya sake kai hannu ga katinsa, kamar ja mai ja zai koma kore idan ya matsa da yatsa. Reader ɗin ya yi ƙi mai sanyi. Ja ya sake haskawa. Hajiya Bilkisu ta wuce kusa da shi da waybill dinta a hannu, ba tare da ta tsaya sauraren shi ba. Wannan shi ne lokacin da hargowarsa ta karye. “Wannan yarinyar ba za ta—”

“Ka fita daga release lane,” in ji Sadiya.

Ba ta yi ihu ba. Amma saboda allon na kanta ne yanzu, saboda lever yana jiran umarninta, saboda keken farko ya riga ya ketare layin da yake son kullewa, kalaman nata ba su tsaya a magana ba. Sun zama aiki. Auwalu ya matsa kusa da karfen gefe, ya ɗan buɗe fili zuwa waje, irin buɗewar da ake yi wa wanda ba ya cikin ikon wurin.

Malam Rabi’u ya juyo ga Baffa Nura kamar zai samo wani dattijo ya maido masa martaba. Amma Baffa Nura ya sunkuyar da kansa ga waybill dinsa kawai. A trade, wanda ya toshe hanya ga kaya ba tare da hujja ba, ya riga ya yanke wa kansa hukunci. Ba sai an faɗa ba.

Sai Malam Rabi’u ya yi babban kuskuren ƙarshe. Cikin fushi da kunyarsa, ya fizge takardar da aka manna a board ɗin, ya daga ta sama. “Ni zan duba wa control room! A sake authority check yanzu, a gani ko wa ke da iko!”

Takardar ta tsage a hannunsa tun daga saman margin. Auwalu ya ja baya. Sadiya ta juyo kai tsaye ga allon. “Ka na son recheck?” Ta danna ƙaramin alamar da har yanzu take a bude saboda umarnin farko. “A aika sake dubawa.”

Dispatch line ta amsa cikin sakan ɗaya. Unauthorized removal of printed lane order detected. Escalate. Suspend premises release access for named supervisor. Security acknowledgment logged. A ƙarƙashinsa, umarni na ƙarshe ya haska da baki mai kauri: Malam Rabi’u Idris — step out of receiving bay.

Katin da ke wuyansa ya yi wani ɗan ƙara kamar wanda iska ta buge, sannan haskenshi ya mutu gaba ɗaya. Ja ma bai sake haskawa ba. Auwalu ya miƙa masa ragowar takardar da ya tsage, amma ba don girmamawa ba; don ya fice da abin da ya lalata. Bakin takardar da ya tsage ya yi kama da ƙaramin farin dusar da ta tarwatse.

Sadiya ta ɗora hannunta kan lever ɗin saki na gaba. “Ci gaba.” Keken na biyu ya fara motsi. A lokacin ne ta yi abin ƙarshe nata, ba tare da ta waiwayi shi ba: ta ɗauki ragowar katin izinin lane da ya jefa mata tun farko daga saman terminal, ta ajiye shi a gefen takardar tsagagge a hannunsa, alamar abin ya dawo ga mai shi. Sannan ta juya zuwa wajen fita.

A bakin gutter ɗin ƙofar receiving bay, iska mai ɗan ɗauke da ƙurar hadari ta tattara ƙananan gutsattsarin farin takardar da ya tsage, ta mirgina su kamar siririn confetti, ta busa su baya zuwa inda Malam Rabi’u yake tsaye yayin da Sadiya ta wuce ba tare da ta waiwayo ba.