Ahalin Hariji Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

It was deep into the night, and quiet had settled over every corner—for it is said that night is a time of rest for mankind, though that was hardly the case for this family.

The house was a large compound belonging to a comfortable household, the kind of older structure that immediately signaled past wealth. Stepping closer to take a clear look inside, a young girl of no more than seventeen years old could be seen standing there. A single glance revealed her distress; her eyes darted frantically back and forth like someone on the edge of panic. Hearing a sudden moan, she broke into a run toward another wing of the compound. Before she could even reach it, crude and explicit sounds of intimacy echoed through the hallway. She squeezed her eyes shut tightly, hot tears streaming down her face.

That explicit disruption was the very reason she had fled her own wing of the house, only to stumble upon it again here. Turning back, she rushed toward yet another section, but it was no different—more explicit noises and intense cries of pleasure resonated through the walls.

She collapsed right there, dissolving into silent weeping. She could never grow accustomed to this atmosphere in her home. Day or night—though it grew far worse after dark—no one slept; they spent the entire night engaged in the same behavior. Every wing she approached met her with the exact same reality.

She could not bear to listen to their sounds at all. Whenever they began, her entire body reacted intensely—she felt a tingling sensation like insects crawling over her skin, her body flushed with overwhelming sensation, and her nipples hardened and swelled from distress. She felt completely trapped with no way out. If she fled to her grandmother's wing, she would find all the young men of the house huddled together there, clearly having fled the same chaos. Across all three wings belonging to their parents, there was no relief to be found; everywhere, the same activities continued unbroken until dawn.