SAW-THE SIGHT SERIES

CHAPTER 17

_KHALIL_

I had recently returned from the military camp in Borno state two days ago. Apparently, the commander general, Mubarak published a complain against me to the president.

The president would have been the commander general if he had not assigned someone else. The complaint was for 'not being obedient to the senior's orders'. He must have lost it.

Regarding that particular situation, I met up with Mubarak in Borno state at the military camp and we both ended up in a heated fight.

Dozens of soldier had to drag me away from him as I was cracking him up mercilessly. He deserves it and more.

I now regret not putting my bullet right into his thick headed skull, he is the main corruptor of our military system. To think that he's the one with the highest rank sickens me.

I had managed to hide up my bruised knuckles from my parents but that girl seems to be too observant for me to hide it from her. It's like her eyes always notices even the slightest thing about me.

The whole encounter with Amir spoiled my whole demeanor.

Amir's father is a cousin of mine. His father is an international surgeon and he owns a hospital of his own. I used to call his father 'Uncle Fardan' because despite us being cousins, he was far older than me.

Amir is in the military just like me, he's a few ranks below me. We never had a good relationship since from the scratch, we would always argue as kids. The little scar on my right cheek-he was the cause of it.

I could still remember what clearly happened. I told him of the dream I had about him loosing his mother and that time I had no idea it'll happen.

God has already destined for it to happen and when it actually happened the next day, he came with a knife threatening to kill me for killing his mother. Long story cut short, he used the knife to leave a scar on my right cheek.

Though, it's barely visible now. Amir and I were naturally simply not the best of friends. More like the best of enemies regardless of our blood ties.

"I made lunch myself Khalil. Come over here." My mother dragged my hand towards the dining room the moment I steeped inside the house.

I followed her into the room and sat down as she serves the jollof rice with other stuffs.
"Where's Abba?" I asked starting to eat my food.

"He's handling the company before your brother is back from his family vacation." She said clicking a bell in my head. Kamil had told me about their family trip to Qatar some few days ago. Must have skipped off my head.

I nodded and continued eating. I would love to help my father out if I knew a single something about handling a company.

All I know is ak47, pistols, riffles, the killings and protecting the country. That was my area of concentration even at my NMS and NDA secondary and university school respectfully, not business.

After eating lunch, my mother wanted to go out for a quick dessert outside.

"I'll go and change first." I said quickly going upstairs as I changed into a new set of cloths and came downstairs. I went out with my mum at the backseat while I was driving the car. I clearly don't mind being her driver.

"How did it go with Ilham?" She asked out of the blue, her eyes watching me through the front mirror.

"Good." I shortly replied focusing my attention on the road.

"Perfect, because you know your wedding is less than two weeks from now." She said making me to suddenly react "I thought it's like in six weeks..?" I said suggestively.

"Six weeks !!?Do you plan on staying single forever my son?" My mother exclaimed going further to tell me how they have already started the preparations for the wedding.

"Mum. Six weeks is not forever." I said ignoring her other remarks.

You could already guess how the rest of the drive ended, it ended with mum busy talking about the wedding preparation.

The color code will be silver green.

Please make it black, it's my favorite color.

The designs will be golden.

Make it black also.

The runway carpet will be a silver red.

Black.

We both entered the Cocoa lounge and ordered some dessert cakes and ice cream. My mum practically forced me to try their ice cream and I have to admit it was not that bad even though I don't have a sweet tooth.

After over an hour in the Cocoa lounge, we went back home with leather of some ice creams for Abba and more for mum. None for me, as I said earlier I don't have a sweet tooth.

After coming back home, I opened the door for the car door for my mother,  we both entered inside together and met Abba in the living room with his suitcase by his side on the couch.
When I say he looks exhausted, I mean it.

I greeted him and mum passed his dessert to him. Abba didn't take much as we are literally alike when it comes to food choices. Spicy, not sweet.

"I'm sorry Abba. I wish I could help with the office work." I said sitting beside mum on the couch. Abba offered a smile and replied with
"It's okay."

"If you need any help with killing someone though just tell me," I said, then added "I can surely help you with that." My face as serious as ever. I did not even get to hear my father's reply as my mother reached out beside her and smacked my head.

"Khalil! Ya rabb help this man." She exclaimed dramatically.

What??

I'm just saying the truth.

"I really wonder how Ilham is going to cope with you." She added carrying the remote as she used it to change the football channel Abba was watching. And as the gentleman Abba was, he did not say anything.

"What about how I will cope with her?" I genuinely said wondering how my life will be after marrying the girl of my nightmares.

She's just too much of everything, to people-she's the perfect wife. But to me-she's the perfect trouble. I hate to admit how too nice the girl is, she reaches out to help people too fast. She is too concerned and too observant for my liking.

Damn! She can't be for me. My dark military world will hunt her mind down.

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Guys there's a lot of hate, jealousy, darkness, deaths and cruelty in the military world and we'll see it here too as we go further.
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Btw guys I went somewhere today for some social event and the people there were asking me if I don't like being around them.

Help !! Cause I didn't know how to tell them that I am just very very very VERY VERY VERYYY introverted.

Like I just hate hate social events. And it's very hard for me to loosen up around people.

And at the end of the day, I think they dislike me coz they thought I just didn't like them.

Hmmm.