Auren Hadi Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

The rain beat heavily against the windowpane, as if trying to force its way inside. Zara stood in front of the window, her arms crossed tightly over her chest, watching the fading evening light slowly disappear. Looking down, she watched life moving along just as it always did—cars honking and people rushing to reach their destinations.
Everyone was moving on with their lives.
As if nothing had happened.
As if her own life hadn't just been stolen from her.
Zara’s eyes remained fixed on the glass window without blinking, her gaze lost in the distance. What she was looking at was not the passing of the evening, but a truth she could no longer escape.
A truth that had completely consumed her heart.
A truth that hung heavily in the air like thick smoke, choking her and cutting off her breath.
It had been only one week since Zara graduated from the university.
This period was supposed to mark the beginning of a fresh start for her.
A new chapter.
A new opportunity.
A life that would open its doors to her after years of studying and hard work.
She had plans.
They were small and simple, but they meant everything to her.
Her only dream was to live life on her own terms.
To make her own choices.
To choose whom to love with all her heart, rather than having someone forced upon her against her will.
Salem.
The man who was her very first love.
The one her heart had held onto since she was fifteen years old, all the way until now at twenty.
Throughout all those years, she had eyes for no one but him.
He was the only one who brought her true happiness.
He was the only one who constantly filled her dreams.
But now…
She was expected to hand over all of that happiness.
To someone else.
A complete stranger.
Zara felt her breath catching as she turned away from the window. Her heart pounded furiously against her chest, as if desperate to break free. Her lips began to tremble, and before she knew it, tears started streaming silently down her cheeks, entirely beyond her control.
The mere thought of it was enough to make her stomach knot with a sharp, agonizing pain.
How was she supposed to live with a man she didn't even know?
Not just as some distant figure.
Not just as a name tied to hers on a piece of paper.
But as her husband.