Behind My Walls✔️

Chapter 60

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I peeled my eyes open to a dark room, trapped in the walls as I lifted myself off the bone_sore bed. I dabbed against the wall as the door was hard to find, and I felt restful when I felt my hand on the door.

"Ikhbal, Allah is with you!". I heard Ammi said and before I could talk, I heard the door creaked open. I slowly turned the knob as it seemed open, I gently pushed it to an overly brightening light engulfing me.

I slowly turned my face from the morning light ray and I felt a rhyming heart beat right under my ear. My head was obviously on Khalil's chest as I had probably stretched across my pillow mountain to his side when I was asleep.

I propped up my face watching him eyes closed with his long lashes, angled eyebrows, curly hair flexing down his forehead, and his fitted bear that was inches from my own forehead.

"You are staring". He whispered his eyes still closed.

I gasped shyly and was trying to move off him whilst he tightened his grip on my waist. "You can stare all you want". He tardily peeled his eyes open whilst I watched him for a brief moment. "Good morning Habibti". He beamed.

I blushed trying to escape whilst he held me tighter. "Khalil!". I exclaimed and he laughed at how astounded I was and released me.

I walked to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and bathed. I strode out to the closet, dried my hair with towel, dressed into a lilac Abaya and walked out while Khalil was nowhere in the room probably in his room. I dried my hair with the dryer, styled it, applied my eyeliner, gloss and wore my veil.

My phone rang with Khalil's number. "Hello Khalil".

"Habibti, can you pack your needful stuff, don't worry about your clothes, I've purchased your clothes there".

"Wait! Where are we going?". I asked confused.

"We are traveling". He said.

"Traveling to where?".

"Uhmm.. I will explain, please can you do that for me, your chauffeur is downstairs".

"Okay!".

"Alright bye". He hung up whilst I looked at the phone for awhile before deciding to do what he said.

I took my kit and sauntered downstairs, meeting my chauffeur at the front door. He collected the kit from me and ushered me into the stunning Mercedes and I hopped in the backseat. He closed the door for me and as he hopped in, we drove out of the house.

The drive was smooth and we reached our destination which was the Airport with I_K written on the plane which was obviously Khalil's. I was ushered into the jet and I climbed into it, with only Khalil seated pressing on his laptop.

He looked up at me and hastily closed the laptop, stood up and held me to sit beside him. "You look stunning!".

I beamed. "Thank you, by the way where are we traveling to?".

He smiled. "Maldives".

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He unlocked our suite at the hard rock hotel which has luxuriously classy concept with unique and elegant interiors with an open scenery of the beach view from the room. I kept my purse, hearing the sound of waves, I rushed to the balcony and my heart melted at the view of the beach in front of me.

"Oh my god! this is so beautiful". I said to Khalil who was now standing beside me.

"Yeah it is, do you want us to go for a tour?".