Khalil's POV.
I stood in front of the mirror, sprayed myself with the perfume and placed my Arewa cap(northern cap) on my head. I turned to Ikhbal entering the room, dressed in her maroon Abaya which fitted her, looking more beautiful than ever while she walked to me fixing my cap.
"You look beautiful". I uttered closer to her ears while she blushed.
"You don't look bad yourself". She complimented and I grinned. Perhaps I initiated our outing as I told her, I will take a break from work to take her on a date.
"Shall we". Whilst she nodded, I took my car keys, sauntered out of the house, hopped in my car and we sped out.
We entered our reserved table near the night view of the city at the top floor of the fancy beanery and I hauled out the chair for her whilst she smiled, gently sat down and I did the same.
We ordered for our food and after awhile of eating, I received a call from my mom. "Hello mom". I answered while Ikhbal looked up at me and turned to watch the view beside her.
"Khalil, you know that your wife is not only for you alone, but for your Family too". And I nodded as if she could see me. "At least a mother in_law would want her daughter in_law to visit her".
"Yes mom, we will fix a date and visit".
"Is it a bad thing if you come today?".
"Today? Okay let me inform Ikhbal, bye".
"What is it?". She asked.
"My mom wants us to visit today", While she nodded. "We can leave it, maybe tomorrow".
"No its okay with me, we can just visit her before going back home". She said and at the moment a waiter mistakenly dropped a glass which got to our attention.
"Sorry ma'am". He apologised to a lady, and when I looked clearer, the lady was none other than my sister 'Khulthum'.
"Shall we leave now?". And she nodded whilst we stood up, walked towards Khulthum. "Khulthum?", She looked at me, "What are you doing here?". I asked and Ikhbal stood beside me.
"I'm with a friend". She answered me and hugged Ikhbal, "How are you sister in_law?". And Ikhbal smiled and responded.
The man whom would be Khulthum's friend walked and stand a bit beside her, and in unison I and Ikhbal chorused "Sadiq?!".
"Do you know him?". Khulthum asked looking at both of us then back to him.
"Yes he's uhmm..".
"He was my colleague at the hospital". Ikhbal cuts in and gave me a don't_mess_up look.
He gave me a manly hand shake as we were on good terms with his good Samaritan behavior towards me back at the mosque. "How are you man?". He asked and Ikhbal looked at me questionably, clearly confused of when we were familiar with each other, hence all she could remembered was at her place before our wedding of our little conflict with her because of him but its said that bygones are bygones.
"I'm great". I entwined my hand with Ikhbal's, showing a bit territorial.
He sensed it and turned to Khulthum. "I didn't know you know my... Girlfriend". He turned to us.
"Girlfriend! I mean, she's my sister". I answered.
"Wow, that's super nice to hear". He beamed.
"In_law do you know that I met Sadiq on your wedding day". Khulthum whispered to Ikhbal, but credit to my sharp ears I heard her.
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Behind My Walls✔️
General Fiction[COMPLETED] This is the story of a young lady who found herself being the only child of her parents which seems normal at first, but it comprised of hardship, struggle, grief, love and partial joy. ~ My name is Ikhbal, I am 19 years old from Abuja N...
