Newfound Destination

~ 30 ~

Khalil's POV

As soon as I received the news, I rushed to the hospital.

Everyone was there. Amir, Salma, Amir's mom, Karimah's mom and her little brother.

Her mom was pacing up and down, tears flowing out of her eyes non-stop as she bit on her nails nervously.

This must have been a lot serious than I thought.

I walked up to Amir. The only person who didn't look as panicked as everyone. He looked worried too but he still kept calm.

He looked at me, probably thinking of what to say to me.

"Khalil...Karimah, she...she's-"

I just hugged him knowing he was having a hard time explaining to me.

"Calm down, my friend. Karimah won't leave us. She's strong." I said to him convincingly, trying to convince myself as well.

"If anything happens to her, I...I..."

I pulled away and looked him in the eyes.

"Nothing bad will happen-"

Just then, the doctor came out of the operation room and Karimah's mother was the first to question him.

"Tell me, how is my daughter doing?! Tell me she's alive!" She yelled.

The doctor smiled warmly at her, "She's not dead, Ma'am. She is injured but I can assure you that she'll recover."

She let out a sigh of relief and so did everyone else, including me.

"How injured is she?" She asked him.

"She just dislocated her leg, arm and neck. She's in luck that no harm came to her head, that would've been a huge problem. Anyway, you're rest assured that she'll be fine soon." He reassured her before leaving.

That wasn't too bad, right?

The tension in the room seemed to clear up and everyone looked calmer than before.

"Thank you Allah." Karimah's mom breathed out.

Amir said with a smile, "You were right. She's strong."

I nodded returning the smile.

Of course I was right about that. I've never been more sure about something in my life.

That was one of the many reasons I liked Karimah.

Yes, I like Karimah.

Since day one. That very day I set my eyes on her for the first time, I told myself that I had found myself another soulmate.

Who knew I would be able to move on?

Well, seeing Karimah's face automatically got me to move on.

Don't get me wrong, it's not just about her looks. She had the looks and the personality.

She's just perfect.

But I've been taking things too slowly.

Who could've thought that that mad man would catch her in his net?

He wasn't taking my soulmate from me. Not this time, he wasn't.

I let him off the hook so easily the last time but this might be my last chance and I wasn't letting the opportunity slip, even if it wasn't my last chance.

What happened today has awoken me from my slumber and I was ready to fight harder.

Knowing Mustapha Sani quite well, he'd still try to shoot his shot at getting her even after she cut ties with him.

This fight might never end but I won't stop moving until I end my opponent.

I would burn his bridges in the process.

He ruined my life back then because I wasn't strong enough to fight back so this is the perfect time to get my revenge.

To deal with him once and for all.

"Hey, they said we could go in and see Karimah." I heard Salma say.

I hadn't even noticed when she was taken out of the operating room. I only found out when we were led into a normal hospital room.

The beauty laid unconscious on the hospital bed with her left leg being held up by something, it was bandaged up like her right arm while her neck was covered with a neck support.

She still looked beautiful.

"Karimah, DanAllah ki tashi. Wake up before I die from waiting! Please..." Karimah's mother cried out.

It was painful to watch but I couldn't even begin to imagine how much pain Karimah's mother was feeling at the moment.

I was worried sick myself but my faith was the only thing that aided me to control myself.

I was on the verge of breaking down.

I hated seeing her like this. Her face looked as beautiful as always but her condition said otherwise.

Suddenly, Salma stormed out of the room.
Amir went after her.

Whatever was the problem, I knew Amir would help her get through it so I stood my ground.

She is Karimah's best friend, it's only expected.

I walked out of the room to give her family some space and to get some fresh air too.

Upon stepping out, I'm met by a nurse who hands me a plastic bag with some items inside.

"These are the items the patient was carrying when she got in the accident." She told me.

I nodded and took it from her.

Just as I was about to go back in and give her mom the bag, I heard the ring of a phone.

I assumed it was Karimah's phone and took it out of the bag immediately.

And guess who was calling...

Mustapha Sani.