Thought it was Khayr✅

Chapter 38: Rebuild

A/n: this is a Valentine special chapter that i forgot to release. Here it is shaa, enjoy✨🍝

Sul's POV

"Phew" i puffed out a breath as i alighted my car, wrapping my fingers tightly around a moderately heavy blue polythene which i returned with.

"Sannu da zuwa Alhaji(welcome back sir)" Habu greeted me like he usually does each time i come home and i responded curtly, pressing on the lock button on my car remote. The orange lights beside the main headlights and brake lights flashed, indicating that the car was properly locked.

I started turning away from my car, striding towards the main door. I turned the knob and entered. I went straight to the kitchen area, dropping the poly bag i was holding on the dining table.

There wasn't any audible sound coming from the kitchen so i perceived that Khayr won't be there. That was weird 'cause this is 5pm and she's mostly in the kitchen around this time, dutifully preparing our iftar meal.

I did a 180 from the area and decided to head towards the stairs. Arriving in the circumference of the parlor, i saw her sleeping on the three seater. A prayer mat was laid just beside the center table with her rosary and Quran placed on a side in front of the mat.

She had the cap of the khimaar she was wearing cover her eyes as melodies of the almost inaudible Qur'anic recitation strode into her ears. Her hands were clasped together atop her abdomen as her chest rose and fell in steady rhythms.

"Oh Khayr..."

Oh my wonderful days.

This girl is a complete wife material. She's pretty, she can cook, she's so innocent, decent, shy.... As if that's not enough, she's religious too! Why did it take me this long to understand that she's priceless gold?

I felt my lips stretching into a smile on their own as i stared at her sleeping self like a hopeless romantic. But oh well, aren't i one? The heaven and earth knows that i love this girl. I love her. Everyday, I'm falling deeper.

I want to make things right.

If granted the chance, I would. I swear i would. However, it's not as easy as it seems.

I hate to admit it, but I'm still wary of her. I still feel insecure. Not about her trying to harm me again actually, even though I know there's the probability of her going berserk again. But I've examined her and brought myself to a conclusion that she only goes nuts when i mess up. I theorised that as long as I don't mess up, everything would be okay. And that's just by the way.

I badly, and very desperately want to talk about our future with Khayr. I want to talk to her about it. I want to hear her opinions on it and i hope that she'd be positive about the proposition.

What's actually giving me minor mental breakdowns and making me to refrain is the thought of her rejecting me. The thought and imaginations of her standing firm on her words and being adamant on splitting with me...

Yes.

What if all of this isn't mutual?

What if I'm the only one who's having this painful attraction towards her?

Afterall, she said it herself. That she can't harm me during Ramadan since she's highly conscious of our religion and it's peaceful principles. But what if she's only waiting for Eid so that she can continue putting my life through hell in order to let her go even though I've actually fell for her?

I feel like I'm being too expectant. I've overlooked my sins too easily and rapidly. Do i even deserve to think that there's hope for us after all that i did? To her?