Behind My Walls✔️

Chapter 35

Khalil's POV.

"Sallam alaikum Ikhbal. Peace be upon you Ikhbal. I voiced out.

"Wa'alaikumus sallam Khalil.Peace be upon you too Khalil". Her melodious voice, tuned into my ears. The one voice I will never trade for anything to kept listening to and the way she said my name was just beautiful.

"I uhmm.. Are you free tomorrow?". I asked subconsciously pleading for a positive answer.

"Yes, why do you ask?".

"Well I'm taking Amrah and Ammar out, and I just want to surprise her with your presence, since she couldn't stop asking of you". I explained. When answered with a silence. "If you don't want to go, you don't have to". I added.

"No I will love to, what time tomorrow?".

I exhaled the breath I wasn't aware of holding. "I will come pick you up by 2:00pm, if that's okay with you". I said with a smile forming at the side of my mouth.

"Oh! OK tomorrow then".

"OK thank you, good bye". I hung up and slumped into the seat. I had been overly thinking of Ikhbal for what I couldn't explain why but all I know of her was her kind_hearted self that gets to my mind, how she makes the little orphan smiled the other day, her gentle character with everybody, her million pounds smile that seemed to halted my existence, which I would live to look forward to keep watching her smile.

"Why are you smiling alone?". Khulthum asked entering the living room.

"How many times will I remind you of Saying your Sallam". I fixed my shoe and stood up.

She huffed. "Well I heard you are taking Aunty Umaima's kids out, so I'm in".

"No you are not!". I sharply said.

"Why? Because you are taking Ikhbal?". She asked daring me.

I looked at her. "Why do you always eavesdrop on me and besides, its not because of her". I headed to take my car keys.

She walked closer, which she got skeptic look from me. "Do you like her Ya Khalil?".

That kind of nerved me a bit and I subconsciously scratched my nape. "Don't you have anything else to do?". I asked trying to talk off her question.

She beamed. "I knew it!! You are all head over heels about her. Oh my god! You will definitely make a cute couple!". She squealed with utmost vigour. "I can't wait for your wedding day!".

I swiftly turned to her. "You are not serious!". I said and left the room.

"Wait!". She ran behind me. "I actually forgot, mom wants to see you before you leave".

I shook my head at her. Why won't she forget when she was busy gossiping. I headed to my mom's chamber and gently knocked at her door, when answered I said sallam and entered her room.

"Good afternoon mom". I pecked her forehead and sat beside her.

"How was work Khalil?".

"Alhamdulillah, I'm sorry, I came late yesterday you were sleeping, and work is hectic nowadays".

"May Allah bless you and your work". I responded with Ameen. "Khalil you are now old enough to take responsibilities not just your own but there will be additional people in your life and what I mean by that, is the one that will cater that responsibilities with is a spouse Khalil". She fixed her sitting position. "I could remember when your father came for my hand in marriage, he was younger than you are but that was the best decision of our lives because we have you and your sister". She said and fondled my hair. "All I want you to do is to keep praying for a better spouse InshaAllah".