Hayateem Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

A Dangerous World Beyond the Forest
In the name of Allah, the Most Merciful, the Most Compassionate.
He cast his large eyes over the vast distance and depth of the forest, gazing at the dense vegetation and thick leaves that filled the area. There was no clear path through it; if one wished to pass, it could only be by cutting through with an axe or a knife, slicing away the leaves just to be able to see ahead. To them, however, this was nothing unusual, for they were used to such a life—living among trees and bushes, constantly carrying extremely sharp and deadly knives on their bodies. It was either a necessity or a deeply rooted tradition, especially given the era they lived in, an age of human trafficking where people were captured and sold as slaves.
It was a kind of life where, anywhere you went, you could encounter those stronger than you, people who would destroy your freedom and traffic you away to be sold as a slave. It was not only one person, or two, or three who displayed such power—entire villages were not spared. Traffickers could descend on a village with force, overpower it, gather its people, and carry them away.
The City of ANJOM GHAZ
ANJOM GHAZ was a city surrounded by vast waters to the east, west, south, and north. Beyond these waters stood enormous, towering forests and dangerous trees that completely encircled it, no matter how large the city was. Once one entered the forest, it stretched endlessly, filled with countless snakes. This was because the people deliberately scattered food and things known to attract snakes, almost as if they were raising them, ensuring the creatures would remain in that area.
At the edge where the forest ended, a powerful and impenetrable security barrier had been established—one that no one could breach except by the authority of the city’s ruler, who had instituted it for the peace and safety of his people. Because of this barrier, not even a single snake could cross from the forest into the city. Any stranger who was not invited, or anyone unfamiliar who attempted to approach the city, would never reach it; they would meet their death due to the extreme danger surrounding ANJOM GHAZ.
Despite the city’s size and population, everyone in ANJOM GHAZ enjoyed freedom and peace of mind. There was no one without order or discipline according to their traditions. Allah had greatly concealed and protected them because of the richness of the land He had bestowed upon them. There was no poverty; almost everyone possessed wealth of their own kind. There were no strangers—nearly everyone was related, bound together under a brave and unmatched leader, a man of strength, courage, firmness, and fearlessness.
The name ANJOM GHAZ originated from the lineage of their current ruler’s ancestors—GHAZ ALI. “ANJOM” was the original family name of their forefathers, and their first ancestor, ANJOM, was the founder of the city; hence the city bore his name.
Ghaz Ali and His Household
GHAZ ALI was their present ruler, the third in the line of leadership of ANJOM. He embodied the strength, firmness, and fearlessness of his ancestor ANJOM, unlike his own father, who had been very gentle. Much time had passed, and nearly all the elders and parents had died. Now only Ghaz Ali and his household lived on, ruling in peace, comfort, joy, and security.
He had one wife and four children—three daughters and one son. The son was the youngest of them all, the only male child, and also the most fragile, filled with deep compassion.
AYANAH was the eldest. She inherited her father’s intense love for her siblings, loving them more than herself or anything else. She could not accept enjoying something they lacked. They always came first before her own needs. This was a principle deeply instilled in her by her father from a very young age. As the eldest, she was destined to rule the city whenever her father was absent. She was the first heir to the throne, unless she was ill, mentally unfit, or had given birth to a son who would then take her place. When that son stepped down, leadership would return to the next sibling after her.
NURAT followed AYANAH. Love for her parents and siblings flowed naturally in her blood, though she had a fiery temper. Then there was ZUHRAH, whom their mother loved dearly, which led to some indulgence and laziness in her. Even so, she too deeply loved her siblings; it was something innate in all of them.
ABAAS GHAZ, whose original name was ABBAAS, was the youngest. He was far more fragile than his siblings, which made him the most pitied and protected among them. They showered him with compassion and love more than anyone else. His weakness made him shy and withdrawn; he could not freely mingle with people or go places on his own. His siblings—especially Ayanah, who was like his shield and strength—and his father were his main support.
Every form of treatment and effort was made to overcome his condition, but all attempts failed. Eventually, they accepted it, hoping that with time he might one day transform into the brave man they dreamed he would become.
Ghaz Ali granted his children every privilege and upbringing they needed, fostering strong bonds, openness, and deep affection among them. Between him and his children there were no secrets—only freedom, warmth, and powerful love. Throughout ANJOM GHAZ, there was nowhere they could go without being shown immense respect. In some places, people treated them almost with reverence, as if they were being worshipped, for the era was one in which Muslims and people of other faiths lived together in harmony and peace like siblings.
Life in ANJOM GHAZ was a life for which anyone blessed with it would thank Allah endlessly. It was a life people from many parts of the world wished for but could not attain. A life of calm and tranquility that many great kingdoms lacked, free from chaos and unrest. It was a city many others called “the home of peace.” It was also a city that did not accept strangers whose backgrounds were unknown, nor refugees or wanderers, and a city that trusted no other town or kingdom, confident in its own strength and power.