Behind My Walls✔️

Chapter 36

Ikhbal's POV.

My hand traced my book as all my attention was right into it. Hence the previous tests were not as difficult as it seems, precisely if one devote to reading. A knock jolted me, whilst I left my study and sauntered to the door.

"Aunty, we are going out for my school registration with Abba and he said he is going to work from there". Raliya stated.

I walked to my bed. "Okay, can I talk to you?". She walked and sat beside me on the bed. "Raliya, you know whatever life may offer, you will always need a helping hand, and that's the people that love and cherish you to make you conquer it. Many times you will think that you can do things alone or you don't need anyone in your life but that's probably not true. You will have to give out the same love people shower you with, for every soul in life needs a soulmate".

She fidgeted with her fingers, surely processing my point. "Aunty, I know Salim is not a bad person but I'm just not ready..".

"Well that has to do with both of us". I smiled as it was frankly true, of me being ready for a relationship which was somewhat impossible at the moment but this is not about me, this is about Raliya, thus I didn't wish for her to be broken like me and I didn't want her to regret her decision either. "Perhaps I didn't want you to accept what he propose to you, just because of what I said but follow your heart and make your own decision". I paused while she held my hand. "Sometimes speed doesn't always work but gradual steps with determination does". I added.

"Aunty thank you much. You, Abba and Ammi, may Allah grant her Jannatul firdaus(paradise) have been and will always be my greatest blessing in life". She said with her glossy eyes.

"Ameen, you are and will always be my family". And with that, she hugged me tight.

A honk suddenly filled our ears, while she released me and wiped her already teary face. "I have to go now, pray for me Aunty".

"Always". I beamed and she left. I stood, stretched myself and was walking back to the study when my phone ringtone halted me. I took the phone to Khalil's incoming call when reality suddenly hit me that I was going out, and I face palmed because I wasn't even close to ready.

"Hello, Sallam Khalil". I said nervously knowing for sure I will waste his time.

"Are you ready? I'm just leaving the house now". He said.

Being free from guilt that he wasn't waiting by the gate. I jumped, touched the ceiling, twirled with jubilation and did 31 sujudu shukr(grateful prostration) because of happiness. (Okay that was just my imagination! because I didn't moved an inch from where I was standing, phone on ear and listening to Khalil).

I shrugged off the thought. "Okay till you come, bye". I hung up.

I rushed to my bathroom took my second shower of the day, hence I did shower earlier but with the bunch of reading and calculations I did, I had to re_bath. I exit the bathroom, took one of my Abaya, perhaps I didn't have time to waste choosing dress. I wore my dress, applied my lip balm, wore my eyeliner and veil, took my purse and minutes after receiving his call of him waiting outside the house, I proudly sauntered out knowing I didn't waste much of his time. And the moment I strolled to the car, he hastily hopped out and came standing beside the passenger's door.

"Good afternoon Khalil". I greeted him, sensing his gaze on me, while I nervously stood a distant from him.

"Afternoon, MashaAllah you look.. Stunning". He complimented, still eyes on me.

"Thank you". I blushed.

Did I just blushed?!!

He opened the car, smiling ear to ear and I reluctantly hopped in, whilst the drive was smooth, credit to the drooling Mercedes and quiet, probably because I had nothing to say just engaged in my thought.