Behind My Walls✔️

Chapter 31

"Muhammad said he can't make it to Zayn's house". Layla said dolefully.

"Don't be such a nag, he said he will come take you on a date afterwards". I said fixing my head tie. It was the 3rd day of Eid_el_fitr, as Zayn and Lujaina invited us to their house. We were all dressed up with Ankara, which mine was of peach and ash colored skirt and blouse, while Layla wore her maroon colored Ankara.

"But at least I wanted meeting him today". She whined.

I just shook my head at her, thus she has been neglecting her feelings for Muhammad but afterwards she can't denied that anymore. I wore my veil, took my purse and we walked to the waiting Salim, who was also invited by his friend.

We drove silently through the high way as I was just watching the busy city of Abuja while Layla was aggressively pressing her phone.

"When that screen break, you can leave it to rest". Salim said while She rolled her eyes and kept the phone. "Uhmm.. Ikhbal is Raliya at home?".

"No she travelled to Birnin yaro days ago". I responded.

"But is she coming back?". He asked again while Layla chuckled.

I smiled. "InshaAllah. By god grace, she just visit them, she will be back for her registration by the way".

"Ohh ok". He said.

We drove to a serene looking street, with palm trees lined in perimeter that adorned the road and just bright lights coming from everlasting street mansions, which doesn't look like Lujaina's street.

"Where are we going?". Layla beat me to it.

"Ohh! My friend is living here, so I just want to talk to him before we go and maybe persuade him to come with us since Zayn invited him". Salim answered and drove to the front of a gate. The security confirmed Salim's identity and opened the gate to an unbelievably huge, architecturally unique mansion, with bright light in every corner of the house that looked like it wasn't even at night. With awe from Layla and I, we parked at the house parking lot.

"Is this really your friend's house or the president's manse?". Layla asked drooling over the house.

Salim just shook his head and placed his phone to his ears. A beep sound from my phone, jolted me from gawking at the dream house, which Aunty Umaima's house that stunned me before was nothing close to this.

It was a message from Zainab of a certain pharmacology course Pdf, which earned a groan from me, hence we were preparing to start our tests in a week as I couldn't believe we were back to reading, maybe the school was trying to murder us before we graduated. There were actually days of my school life when I doubted my decision of choosing one of the most complicated and difficult course and there were days I felt like I made the best choice of my life, but this moment right here was the former.

I heard a Salam from a male deep voice at the car but I was busy scrolling through the pdf pages and groaning, not only because of the complicated figures of the course but the loads of the pages.

"Ikhbal?!". A male voice jolted me, while I raised my head to the least person I expected to see.

"Khalil?!". I said surprised at the figure beside our car.

"How have you been?". He asked smiling brightly.

"I'm fine, how is Aunty Umaima?". I asked. That question seemed to reduce the surprise look on Layla's face.

"Did you know each other?". Salim asked.

"Uhmm.. He's Aunty Asiya's husband nephew". Which confuses them more but Salim seemed to catch on quick.