BFFs: Married To My Sister's Best friend

55. Wedding Preparations

It has been two good weeks since she last set her eyes on Zulqa, or even heard his voice. She isn't even bothering herself. Just staying indoors, eating, sleeping, taking care of her self and treating herself well. She can't let anyone dull her shine, she's HumyLash, no one, absolutely no one can dull her shine.

Skin care routines, exercises, comedy videos, religious videos and healthy foods are what she is worried about right now. If Zulqa and her are meant to be, then they will be no matter what, and if they aren't, then it's probably for the best, Lash has been telling herself.

Lash turns on her bed, hearing the sound of her phone ringing. She feels all over the bed, trying to figure out where the hell her phone is. She finds it and uses the fingerprint sensor to accept the call that's coming through. They exchange Salams with the person on the other end.

"Aisha, can I come to your house?" Lash sits up rubbing her eyes, shock coursing through her viens. Who could this person be? Her thoughts are answered.

"It's Umma." Surprised, Lash says she'll come to their house instead.

"No, I'd like to come. I insist. Are you at home?" Umma says and Lash says yes.

"Okay, I'll be there in a few minutes." Lash stands up and quickly whips up some breakfast for her and Umma. After that she cleans the house even though it's spotless and then takes a bath. She gets dressed in one of her various half Boubous and straight skirts.

Just as she sprays some perfume as she doesn't feel like applying anything to her skin, her phone rings. Knowing it's Umma she walks outside and brings her inside. She serves her refreshments and sits on ths ground, waiting to hear her purpose of visit.

"Aisha, I'm very sorry for all what I've been doing to you..." Lash cuts her off.

"I wouldn't say it's okay because it isn't. I wouldn't say I didn't feel bad because I did, I was very hurt when you mentioned my parents. But I can say that I don't mind accepting your apology. I really love Zulqa and that's why I let you do your thing." Lash says and Umma nods.

"How do you feel about getting married to Zulqa next month? Today is twenty fifth of May, by June this same day, you'll be married to Zulqanayn." Lash smiles and without thinking twice she jumps on Umma hugging the living daylight out of her.

"I'd love that!" Lash exclaims.

"Okay that's good. I expected that. Your lefe will be here in the next one hour. Zulqanayn's aunties are going to bring it and I and my sisters would collect it for you. Come back to my house. You'll stay there until you get married to him. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything." Lash squeals and goes upstairs to start packing. She's excited, marriage in the next month is no joke.

After packing, she comes outside grinning and Umma smiles. They walk outside and Lash loads her stuff in the car. Umma gets into the car and they hit the road to Zulqa's house.

On arrival, they see that the house is bustling with activities. Everyone is busy with one thing or the other. Once Hussaina sights her, she shouts.

"She's here everyone." And they all start to gather around to see the one and only Aisha Humaira alias HumyLash.

"Assalamu Alaikum." Lash smiles and yodels are heard. Wow! Lash thinks to herself as she squints her eyes as if that'll reduce the impacts of the yodeling.

Within minutes, some young girls gather around asking where her suitcases are. She gives Hassana her car key and they all leave to get her belongings so that they can take them to her room.

Two women, very identical, come and take Lash with them. Lash turns to Umma and a nod is accredited to permit her to trust them and go with them. She follows them.

They enter a room which looks more like a suite. There's a parlor there with two cushions facing each other and a spa like space at the extreme end. A wall is separating it from the room inside, there's no door though. The room is a simple lilac themed room with a queen sized bed and a small couch. A coffee table is there and so are some set of wardrobes. Then there's a coffee colored door which leads to the bathroom, also lilac themed featuring a jacuzzi, a bathtub and a shower place. There's also a small washing machine and a small baby clothes hanger.

"This is where you'll be staying. You'll be getting skincare treatments and body beat up from time to time. A maiduguri woman, Kanuri will come and she'll treat you twice daily. During this one month, no man is allowed to see you so no video calls, just voice calls. So today you're going to be allowed to be accustomed to the house." The women continue to blabber, the darker one adding things at intervals.

After about thirty minutes she receives a call from Zulqa. She's still angry at him, very angry if she may add. He didn't even attempt to reach out to her even when she did five times, yes she was counting. She watches as the phone rings and the call ends.

The two women exchange looks before leaving the room after giving her instructions on what soap to use and which not to use.

The phone starts to ring again and just like before she watches it ring till the call ends. The process is repeated about five times before Hussaina comes inside the room and strategically takes her outside. She knows it's Zulqa but she allows her.

"Congratulations!" All of Zulqa's siblings shout and throw confetti at Lash. There stands Zulqa wearing the exact same color as her. It makes her feel some sort of way in her heart. Like her heart is a guitar and he's pulling at the strings in some painfully sweet way. He smiles at her and she has to fold in her lips so she doesn't smile back. This guy!