Hi lovelies, This book got a glitch which I'm processing to fix it, kindly read chap' 57 which is the one below, before this one. Xoxo
Khalil's POV.
"Did you know each other Aunty Habiba?". I asked.
Ikhbal creased her eyebrows before she nodded with realization. "Aunty Habiba! Ohh! I'm sorry I didn't recognize you and you are Khalil's Aunt?". Whilst Aunty Habiba nodded. "Uhmm.. I'm sorry, please come in". Ikhbal gestured for my mom and Aunty Habiba to enter while they did, we sat in the living room and the maid served them with juices.
"So where do you know each other?". My mom asked them.
"Yaya, do you remember few years ago when you had convulsion at the mall? And the fair woman that helped us was Ikhbal's mother". Aunty Habiba said and my mom swiftly looked at Ikhbal. "I never know you will end up being my in_law Ikhbal". And Ikhbal beamed at her. "You are really lucky Khalil".
I looked at Ikhbal beside me and beamed. "I know".
"By the way, how is you mother Ikhbal?". Aunty Habiba asked.
Ikhbal lowered her head somberly. "She has passed away!". She whispered and I held her hand condoling her.
A gasped escaped from Aunty Habiba's lips. "Subhanallah.Oh my god! I'm so sorry Ikhbal, she was a very kind hearted woman, may her soul rest in Jannatul Firdaus". She prayed.
Ikhbal and I mumbled 'Ameen' whilst my mom lowered her head and said 'Ameen' too. "Aunty how is London?". I asked after awhile of silence.
"Alhamdulillah, I'm sorry I didn't get to attend your wedding, I really didn't get to squeeze out of work or got a break". She stated.
"No problem, by the way, you flew here to visit, that means a lot". I beamed at her.
"Alright, you said you wanted us to talk to Khalil about something before we came here". Aunty Habiba said to my mom.
My mom cleared her throat, "I.. Uhmm.. Never mind, its not important anymore". Just then my phone started ringing and I excused myself.
"Hakim what is it?". I asked my manager.
"I'm great, thank you for asking!". He sarcastically said, and I rolled my eyes.
"Just tell me why you called Hakim!".
"Alright, you are needed in the office".
"Why? I thought I said I'm not coming today". Albeit I've called and informed him I would be absent in the office.
"You really are given the contract for the architectural design of the burj in Dubai, and I guess we are the first architectural company to be given that privilege in Africa, but unfortunately you won't be present to sign the files, plus it will be too late if we leave it tomorrow because our CEO is absent". He stated, the last part wearily.
"Hakim, can you quit the rant, I'm coming now!".
"Alright, bye". He hung up.
"Mom, I'm leaving for the office, I will be back before you leave InshaAllah". I informed whilst her and Aunty habiba responded. "Habibti, take care of yourself". I whispered beaming at Ikhbal.
"Yeah! yeah! Your wife is safe with us". Aunty Habiba teased and I laughed then walked out.
***
I walked into my office, whilst Hakim treaded behind me. "Khalil, here is the files, you should sign them and I will travel to Dubai for the feedbacks".
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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...
