Tantiriya A Gidan Yari Book 1 Hausa Novel Complete
DanIndo thumped his chest and declared, "By God, the prison you saw in my place has become a mansion to me. There are many like your father's son, Jamilu." Naila, witnessing this, opened her mouth in astonishment at the power of God. DanIndo, who even had children in prison, commanded respect. These children belonged to groups, each led by someone capable of violence, often the most feared among them. In this prison, hierarchy reigned supreme—those stronger dictated terms, while the weaker sat on the floor with others. Life sentences were reserved for the most dangerous individuals.
Since a window of opportunity opened, the prisoners lived with surprising freedoms. They could use phones, buy goods, smoke, and drink as they pleased. They even had organized entertainment, including Koroso dance nights and games hosted by visiting performers. Craft sessions were available, and religious schooling was mandatory for Muslim inmates. In the women’s section, special provisions were made for pregnant inmates. Despite being isolated from society, those serving life sentences seemed to enjoy life more, fully aware they would never leave, with the system providing for their entertainment and even celebrating their birthdays.
As Naila observed, she was struck by the criminals’ audacity and found herself thinking, I must become a militant. She imagined herself as Tantiriya, a name she planned to use in the forest. She understood that life sentences were reserved for those capable of extreme violence, yet the system rarely implemented capital punishment, leaving these individuals confined indefinitely. Corruption and mismanagement added layers of mystery to the prisoners' finances.
Tantiriya noticed people watching her, trying to figure her out. She moved to a room of scholars, disguising her voice to sound like a man. The scholars, misled by her appearance and voice, treated her with respect. Naila observed how one of them, Malam Jilani, became entranced, whispering prayers and feeling conflicted. Another scholar, Malam Usama, also found himself overwhelmed by an inexplicable attraction to her, unknowingly admiring her disguised self. Both men, feeling guilt and confusion, sought solace in prayer, believing their emotions were a divine test.
The eldest scholar, Malam Sharu, whispered to his brother Usama, confessing his own strange feelings. He questioned why he felt such an attachment to the newcomer, likening it to familial love yet struggling to reconcile his emotions. Usama admitted he felt the same and prayed for strength to overcome the test. Meanwhile, Naila, inwardly laughing at the chaos she had caused, dragged a metal bed to the corner and lay on it, watching the unfolding drama.
As the tension rose, Alaramma Garzali couldn’t resist stealing glances at her. He noticed her legs, which appeared feminine, and was overwhelmed by his emotions. Sweating profusely, he left the room, muttering prayers, unable to shake the spell she seemed to cast. The scholars, each grappling with their own turmoil, tried to focus on their faith, unaware of the truth behind Dandaudu, the persona Naila had crafted.
