Dan Mace Book One Complete Hausa Novel
Dan Mace Book One Complete Hausa Novel is a powerful Hausa drama about hidden identity, emotional pain, family secrets, rejection, and the painful search for fatherhood. This English translation presents the story in clean WordPress HTML format for Hausa novel readers.
Dan Mace Book One Complete Hausa Novel English Translation
Since she sat there, she had remained in a deep silence that could touch the heart. She did not try to move again, leaving anyone who saw her wondering whether she was alive, unconscious, or even dead.
There she was, seated with her head lowered between her knees. Her whole appearance showed restlessness and distress. With one careful look, anyone would quickly understand that she was going through something severe.
Both her hands and legs were restrained with iron chains. Yet the room where she was kept did not look like a torture room, nor could it be called a prison or guardroom.
The place was quiet and spacious. It was a large room of about thirty square meters, without much furniture. She was the only person inside. The room contained an old traditional iron bed, the type that looked as if it had existed for generations, a medium-sized wooden table, a chair at the side, and long curtains that gently filtered the light around the windows and entrance.
She remained bent forward for a long time without raising her head. She also did not lie down. Her loose hair covered her body and helped hide her entire face. Even the most curious person would find it difficult to tell at first glance whether she was a young girl, a grown lady, an elderly woman, a married woman, or a widow.
Nuraz Enters the Room
He was walking with calm and careful steps. Since he entered the house, his face had been lowered toward the floor. Yet from the way he walked, anyone could easily describe him as a composed young man.
His calm steps revealed the kind of maturity that made him do everything slowly and carefully. In truth, he could not be more than twenty-four years old. But because he had a strong, well-built body and a masculine appearance, the sleeveless hooded outfit he wore made him look older, almost like a man approaching thirty.
Since he entered, he did not try to raise his face. Instead, he kept pulling the hood over his hair. From time to time, he quietly looked sideways to watch his path.
Slowly, he passed through the compound and entered the room where the woman was seated. He looked around briefly. When he was sure no one was there, he went straight to where she sat.
He stood close to her and gently placed his hand on her shoulder. His voice trembled as he pulled back his hood and looked at her with worry.
“Lolly, please. Forgive me and tell me now. Please.”
She remained silent. She did not raise her head.
With a voice full of pity, he touched her again and said, “Please, Lolly. You have to look at me. I am growing older every day. Why will you not tell me? Why?”
Still, she remained silent. She did not answer him.
He repeated his words again, his voice almost breaking as if he would cry because she refused to respond. Slowly, he removed his hand from her body and turned his back to her.
Looking toward the other side of the room, he said, “Lolly, you know that every time I ask where my father is, who he is, and where I can find him, you remain silent. Yet I know you hear me. I know you understand what I mean, and you know that this is what I need to hear from you.”
He continued, “Why will you not tell me? Do you prefer that I continue living with the pain of being called a child without origin? I want to know where my father is. I want to find him. I want to embrace him for the first time. I want to feel that I too am one of those children who have a father, identity, and support. The day I know who my father is, I will be happy.”
He stopped for a moment and breathed deeply. His eyes were partly closed, but the pain on his face was clear.
The woman still did not move. She remained exactly as she had been.
When he realized that she would not answer, anger and frustration rose inside him. Every time he asked her and she refused to answer, it always ended painfully.
He turned back to her with tears of frustration in his eyes and said, “It is okay, Lolly. It is okay. Since you do not want me to know, I promise myself and I promise you too, from today until my last breath, I will never ask you again.”
He turned angrily and was about to leave the room when he saw another woman standing there with her arms folded across her chest. Her face carried deep concern, and her eyes showed nothing but pity.
His body became weak because he knew she had warned him never to come to Lolly alone with such questions. Although fear entered his heart when he saw her, he still lowered his head and slowly walked toward her as if walking itself had become difficult.
Annie Promises to Tell Him the Truth
As he was about to pass by her and leave, she held his hand.
He quickly turned and looked at her. At once, his tears began falling down his handsome face. The sorrow in his heart was so heavy that he felt as if it could swallow him whole. He had no choice but to let the tears fall, hoping they would bring him relief.
“Nuraz,” she said softly. “My beloved, do not cry. Do not cry, my son. Seeing your tears burns me. I cannot bear seeing you cry all the time. How long will I continue watching you like this? I cannot endure it anymore.”
She continued, “Calm your heart, my son. Today, I promise I will tell you your origin. I will tell you your story, your mother’s story, and all the challenges we faced. I have agreed today to tell you everything.”
Before Nuraz could say anything, the woman on the bed suddenly screamed in a frightening way. Both of them turned toward her with worry written on their faces.
Nuraz, frightened by her scream and sudden change, quickly moved behind Annie and said, “Annie, tell her to stop. I do not want it. Please, I am scared. When she looks at me like that, I become afraid, and I will stop coming near her.”
Annie quickly held him close. Then she turned her face toward the woman on the bed, angry and worried.
“Haba, Hauwa! Why do you keep frightening him? Do you want his life to return to confusion after all the problems he is already facing because he does not know tomorrow?”
Slowly, tears began falling from Hauwa’s eyes. She quickly lowered her head and shook it without saying anything.
Annie asked, “What is your problem? Why are you crying?”
Hauwa continued shaking her head, as if that was the only thing she could do. She still said nothing.
Annie looked at her with pain and said, “You do not want him to know his origin, do you? You prefer that we leave his life in this darkness and suffering? What is the benefit of hiding the truth? Do you think hiding it will stop people from mocking him for not knowing his father?”
She continued, “What is his crime that he should live like this? Just because he bears his mother’s name, people should keep humiliating him? Is that what you want? Do you want the world to continue calling him a child without origin, a child without roots, a son of a woman?”
The room fell silent for a while.
Annie turned and looked at Nuraz, then looked back at Hauwa.
She said, “We have been living in pain since his birth. You have been suffering, and we have been wandering in confusion. How long will we continue like this?”
She added, “If you stopped me from telling him before, this time you cannot stop me. By Allah, I am tired. Today, I will try to free our hearts from this cage. I will tell Nuraz his origin because he must know who his father is. Whether you like it or not, whether you agree or not, I will tell him everything according to what my heart commands me to do.”
Hauwa Breaks Free
Hauwa screamed again, louder and more frightening than the first time. Her body shook violently as if she was trying to rise.
Nuraz became afraid and turned to leave the room, knowing that something serious was about to happen. But before he reached the door, Annie quickly caught him.
He held Annie’s hand tightly and looked at her helplessly.
“Annie, please tell her to stop. You know I do not like screaming. It disturbs me. It frightens me.”
Annie quickly embraced him.
“I am sorry, my son. Nothing will happen, insha Allah. Calm down. I will speak to her. She will stop. Do not worry.”
He stayed close to Annie, breathing deeply and closing his eyes. After a while, when everything became quiet, he raised his head and looked toward Hauwa.
Immediately, he stepped back because her face had changed with terrifying anger. Her eyes had turned red with fury.
He held Annie tighter and said with fear, “Annie, you have seen her. Tell her to stop. I do not want this.”
For the first time since the conversation began, Hauwa spoke. Her voice sounded strange and frightening.
“Leave here. I do not want to see you. Do not ever come back to where I am. Leave. I do not want to hear anything. I hate him. I will never forgive him. I hate him.”
As she spoke with rage, her mouth became injured from the force of her own struggle. Pain passed through her head, and she screamed again. Then she gathered all her strength and began struggling against the restraints.
The chains holding her hands loosened and fell aside. Before Annie could understand what was happening, Hauwa had also broken free from the restraints on her legs.
She jumped down from the bed, screaming and shaking.
Annie became terrified and began looking for a way to get Nuraz out of the room. From the look of things, controlling Hauwa alone would be difficult.
Both Annie and Nuraz stood frozen for a moment, watching Hauwa move toward them like a storm ready to destroy everything.
When Annie understood that Hauwa’s attention was fixed more on Nuraz, she forced courage into her voice and said, “Habibi, quickly leave this place. I will follow you shortly. Hurry and go.”
She kept speaking with strength while pushing him behind her.
Nuraz said, “Annie, I am scared.”
Annie raised her voice. “I said leave. Do not worry. I told you I will come and meet you soon.”
Nuraz raised his head and secretly looked at Hauwa’s face. As soon as their eyes met, she suddenly changed direction and came straight toward him.
He turned and tried to leave, but before he could reach the door, she jumped and appeared in front of him. The way she moved looked almost unreal, like something from a movie.
Nuraz froze, fear clearly written on his face.
Annie quickly grabbed Hauwa from behind and tried to pull her back toward the bed. But Hauwa turned violently. When she saw Annie holding her and realized she could not free herself easily, she pushed Annie with all her strength.
Annie hit the wall and fell to the floor.
The sound of her fall and her cry of pain made Nuraz, who had already stepped out of the room, rush back in panic, calling Annie’s name.
He screamed when he saw her lying in blood.
In a state of shock he had never experienced before, he rushed to her, lifted her head, and held her close.
Seeing that she was not moving, he began shaking her while calling her desperately.
“Annie, please wake up. For Allah’s sake, do not do this to me. If you leave me, what do you want me to do? Wake up, Annie. Do not go.”
At that moment, even though Nuraz kept calling her, Annie could not hear him. She was already unconscious.
He looked around in panic, not even knowing what he was looking for. He did not know what he should do first to bring Annie back to safety. He was alone, and he knew he could not carry her by himself because she was too heavy for him.
He sat there holding her head while blood continued to flow. He cried and kept shaking her.
Unknown to him, Hauwa had come around behind him. Suddenly, he felt her hands around his neck from behind. She began choking him while shouting words that were hard to understand.
“I told you I do not want it. I do not want it. Why? I will end you. I am your end. And I will end myself too. I will kill you and kill myself. None of us will live. We will all die.”
Nuraz Wakes From the Dream
He opened his eyes in terror after a terrible dream. It had happened less than ten minutes after he fell asleep again.
Sweat covered his body and soaked the white sleeveless shirt he was wearing.
He picked up the water bottle on the couch, poured a little into a cup, and drank. Slowly, he began breathing deeply like someone who had just run a long distance.
Then he started reciting quietly:
“A’uzu bikalimatillahit-tammati min sharri ma khalaq. La ilaha illa anta subhanaka inni kuntu minaz-zalimin. La ilaha illallahul-azimul-halim. La ilaha illallahu rabbul-arshil-azim. La ilaha illallahu rabbus-samawati wa rabbul-ardi wa rabbul-arshil-karim.”
He repeated the prayers for a long time. Then he slowly closed and opened his eyes, moving them around the room.
After some time, he held his lower lip gently with his teeth, thinking deeply about the things that kept happening to him in his sleep.
He spent a long time in silence and sadness.
Then, like someone being forced, he pulled away the bedsheet from his legs and placed his feet into his white Puma slide slippers.
His body felt weak because of what he had seen. As he stood, it felt as if he had lost all his strength. He held the side of the bed with both hands and slowly sat back down, closing his eyes for a long moment.
Then he heard Annie’s voice. She had been standing near him for some time.
“Nuraz, Habibi, are you still not awake?”
She asked as she moved closer.
Slowly, he looked up at Annie’s face. Not long ago in his dream, he had seen her in a terrible condition. He stared at her so deeply that he did not even realize she had reached him until she touched him.
“Habibi, what happened to you? Your body is wet. Were you playing with water or what?”
She asked while touching him to check his condition.
He remained silent.
Annie held him gently and looked at him. She was about to speak again when she noticed that his body temperature had risen.
Quickly, she looked at him with concern.
“What happened, Habibi? Are you feeling pain anywhere? Tell me what is happening.”
He still said nothing and only looked at her.
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he stood up and headed toward the bathroom. Annie quickly held his hand.
“Come here, Habibi. Tell me what is bothering you. Why is your body this hot?”
He only shook his head. Slowly, he removed his hand from hers and entered the bathroom without answering her question.
About Dan Mace Book One Complete Hausa Novel
Dan Mace Book One Complete Hausa Novel opens with Nuraz, a young man tormented by the mystery of his father and the insult of being called a child without origin. His life is trapped between silence, pain, fear, and secrets that the women around him have hidden for years.
This part of Dan Mace Book One Complete Hausa Novel introduces Hauwa, Annie, and Nuraz in a tense emotional scene filled with trauma, family secrets, rejection, nightmares, and the painful search for identity.