Unscathed

Five

Meeting new people is something that happens every day to us but then getting to see Khalil left her heart in a puzzle.

There's always something you feel when meeting someone for the first time.

That is exactly what she felt at the moment. His voice flash to her eardrums down to her heart cage arousing something beneath it. Something she couldn't label the meaning to.

He has that kind of voice of soft hymns. The type of hush you feel when listening to music alone in a room.

The urge to peep a glance at the man whose voice had her heart fluttering, which she has never felt before rises. As she slowly lifted her head up, it feels like time has stopped for a moment.

Nothing could be heard around them. Her eyes were fixed on him as she access him. He has that kind of face that make you stop on your tracks in utter stillness.

He also stared back at her with an equal expression. It was like their heart are in rhyme with each other. She knows he felt the exact reel in his heart. She took her time in exploring his face.

He was wearing a borno cap, so she couldn't make out how his hair is but she has a feeling his black hair is soft as his eyebrow which are slightly short from the arch while the front are thickish.

His eyes are a shade of light brown which made it look alluring back to his medium shaped lips with a jet black stubble laid beneath them shinning radiantly.

To cut things short, he is a perfectionist in his own way. She pry her eyes immediately realizing she was actually looking through him with her eyes not to talk of how her heart escalates more by his unreadable gaze on her.

She felt something new, something fascinating about him, pushing her to know him more.

Is she going to call it love , addiction or crush? She won't call it love because she just met him and knows nothing about him.

By the way her heart beats fast, she knew she is in for it.

He flashed her his best smile.

And she felt goosebumps all over.

"I am Khalil and I have been hearing about you from this bully" He informed pointing at his friend imtiaz.

He said the truth, Imtiaz is a bully and he bully her the most in the house.

"I hope he told you something good about me ?" She questioned shyly, praying imtiaz didn't tell him something bad.

She doesn't like outsiders giving her the expression they know her when they don't.

Nobody knows her except her family.

But in his case, it feels different. Like they have known each other for years.

He chuckled "Maybe yes and maybe no. " She shook her head, imtiaz is going to be the end of her.

"I am going to something here, let me say ten minutes away from here. I have get the things I ordered for the kids" Imtiaz announced leaving both Hajara and Khalil together.

Really what is imtiaz trying to do?

They didn't say a word to each other for a long time before Khalil decided to man up.

After all, he is the man here

"So tell me more about yourself " He said looking straight at her face.

"There's nothing to know about me, I am just a normal girl living her life"

"No, I want to know you better. After all you are my sister"

Acting shy won't save her here and giving lame excuses too won't work. So is better she tell him somethings about her.

"Okay, I am Hajara Sadiq, I live in Abuja . God this is so foolish and lame" She said laughing. "I can't do it"

"You know what, just tell me things I don't know about you"

She doesn't know what to tell him, he definitely know things about her since imtiaz hates her.

"Okay, let me give a try. I school in UniAbuja, 400level and also I study accounting. As you see I am an introvert " Before she could continue, he cut her off

"No way I am going to believe that you are an introvert because the way imtiaz is talking about you is way far different from introvert. Let's just say extrovert? " He questioned wiggling his brows.

She knew it, Imtiaz told him things about her and maybe he fabricated some lies to top it up.

"No, I will go with introvert because I am one"She answered playing with the hem of her cloth.

His mouth formed a thin line not knowing what to say again. He sucks at making friends. She does too.

It was when Imtiaz returned that Khalil talked. "Man it was nice knowing your sister, she is fun to be with"

"Oyo is your case. Are you guys sure that you are not plotting something against me"He asked, hands akinbo.

"Nothing to plot against you " She muttered under her breath.

•••••

Opening her journal where she writes her poems and writes up, she flipped to a particular page where she writes about orphans.

She loves kids and she knows the orphans deserve better. She picked her pen up and started scribble her write up down.

For all the orphans who ever wished

on birthdays, and holidays

they'd be the one that is picked

Instead of left alone in silence

with their doll at six.

The truth is I have no Father

I have

No Mother

I have no sisters, or any brothers...

I have no family just my doll

I don't think she,

or, God can hear my prayers at all.

I need a Mother someone to watch over me

a Mother -- to comfort me, and to keep me from any harm

I want to be cradled, and held

and, to cry in my Mothers arms

I need a Mother to love me through all my storms

to tell me that there will be sunshine up ahead soon

heading toward my rocky shores

I need a Mother to give me guidance like a light

to give me hope, and love during all my darkest nights.

For all the orphans who live in this world today

who have just a doll to listen to what they have to say...

You're not alone because I am just like you

My heart is always with you - forever, and a day.

Well, she is done for that. She loved everything about the write up because it portrait the life orphans are living now.