Dan Achaba Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

His wristwatch showed midnight, though it was so old that its original colour could no longer be identified.
 
He adjusted his position on the bed and rested his chin, which was covered with a sparse beard, on his hand. His red eyes, filled with desire, gradually began to close, but sleep completely refused to come.
 
Slowly, he released a deep breath while his hand continued stroking his erect penis, which would not settle and seemed to demand satisfaction.
 
He masturbated for a long time before finally ejaculating. Immediately afterwards, he felt overwhelmed by a deep but useless sense of regret.
 
He wanted to take a bath, but the cold weather that had enveloped the town would not allow him. He therefore waited until dawn before forcing himself to bathe.
 
As he stepped out of the bathroom carrying a bucket, the light from Inna’s lamp suddenly shone on him. Like someone caught doing something wrong, he dropped the bucket to the ground and said in a slightly trembling voice,
 
“Inna, are you already awake? They have only just begun calling the prayer reminder.”
 
Inna said nothing and returned to her room.
 
Basheer, feeling weak and uneasy, filled the ablution kettle, performed ablution and left for the mosque.
 
By the time he returned home, daylight had already broken. He found Inna sitting on her prayer mat, counting her prayer beads.
 
He sat on the old bench in the sitting room. When Inna looked at him, he quickly stood up and said,
 
“Good morning, Inna. Did you wake up well?”
 
“Alhamdulillah,” she replied briefly before turning her face away, her expression becoming even more serious.
 
Basheer released a long breath and said,
 
“Inna, please forgive me.”
 
Without looking at him, she asked,
 
“What exactly have you done?”
 
He scratched the back of his neck and replied,
 
“You seem angry with me.”
 
She shook her head, then turned and looked directly at him.
 
“Basiru, whatever a person does, Allah sees it. Allah does not forbid something for mankind without providing a lawful alternative. I am not accusing you of anything, but fear Allah and fast often.”
 
Basheer lowered his head. Never in his life had he felt so ashamed before Inna as he did that day.
 
In the past, she had often spoken to him indirectly about his behaviour. She had noticed that he bathed almost every day before the dawn prayer, and sometimes before other prayers as well, especially whenever he had been alone in his room.
 
When Inna realised that he had no intention of leaving, she stood up and entered one of the two adjoining rooms.
 
He watched her as she walked away, feeling sorry for her. He knew that if Inna had enough money, she would have arranged his marriage long ago.