TRIPLETS Complete Hausa Novel Document by TRIPLETS

The white boy's neighborhood

At about 4 pm, the neighborhood was quiet, there was no movement of any kind. She was a beautiful girl, chocolate color, tall, with a beautiful face, a long, beautiful nose, so sharp that you couldn't see her big, big eyes, designed like fish eyes, white as milk with long eyelashes like those of a person with eyelashes. Her mouth was a little small, just like her face. Her soft pink lips, her lips were shaped like a heart. She had black, soft eyelashes lying on the sides of her soft cheeks. Her soft, curly black hair was straight on her forehead like that of an Arab. She had pointed toes with kunba (nails) as white as milk. She was wearing a pink blouse and gown, which was very beautiful. She wore a small black hijab on her head. She was no more than 13 years old. At one glance, you would know that she had come out of a holiday home with joy, but her face was covered with dried tears, as if she had just cried. She holds a matchstick in her hand, her beautiful feet are wearing beautiful flat shoes, and her hijab is really beautiful. If I were to stop and describe the beauty of this girl to you, we would have to spend the night together, because she would meet me anywhere.

She got off the road she was walking on, crossed into a corner, and continued walking, staggering, as if she was tired.

Just as she was about to enter a room, a young man said, "Sex me, girl." She turned around and saw him sitting in his car with the door open and his legs hanging out. She felt like she shouldn't go, but then she remembered her mother's words when she said, "It's not good to humiliate a human being because you never know where you'll meet him next." Remembering that made her sigh and frown.

When she saw the back of the car, she stopped with a loud voice and said, "Look here," she said, her heart racing. He got out of the car, turned east, turned west, and the alley was quiet. He quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and slapped her in the face. She was about to collapse from the heat. He gathered her and pushed her into the car, went into the front yard, started the car at full speed, and came out of the alley and headed for the road. He was running so fast that he felt like he was going to fly. There were three children in the back of the car, including her, all four of them unconscious, and all of them were women.