Chapter 11

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MUBINA's POV

Today is the day! Today is the day!! Today is the day !! Ya Allah give me the strength " i mumble staring at myself in the mirror, 14days has never been this fast, the days just passed in a blur and now here we are, to my parents and everyone else i am literally getting married in the next 7 hours" I said to myself rubbing my palm in my face, my mum haven't been herself for the last two weeks, she has unnecessarily busied herself with the wedding arrangement, everything from the invitation to the food, decorations, halls, the cloths we both wearing, sitting arrangements, you just name it and she has a problem with it, i am not surprised though because my mum is a perfectionist, i pity the wedding planner that has taken this huge task of satisfying my mother for her only daughter's wedding, we argued so much before i finally convinced her not to do any other program apart from the kamu for the wedding, i had to threaten not to proceed with wedding again. I cannot allow them waste their money on fake events when i know for a fact the wedding Fatiha is not going to take place, the much they have spent on my clothes, food and house interiors is more than enough, that guilt still eats me up, albeit i heard my so called "husband to be" told them not to, his house is already well furnished and there is no need to buy anything but of course they won't listen to that i am their only daughter anyways. i checked the time and it's already 6:am, i walk to the toilet lazily, took a long time in the shower, as a long sigh escaped my lips i realized i have once again fallen into my numerous thinking routine, i really don't want to hurt my parents but I don't have any other option, the only thing that calm me is knowing for a fact that after a year or two when I visit them with a child inshallah they probably would have forgiven me, i wipe my tears immediately, my period decided to pay me a visit me today of all days, i heard when you are stressed it tends to come even before the day you are actually expecting it, today is definitely going to be a long day" i muttered to myself walking to my closet.

I was wearing a black Abaya when i heard voices, noise coming from everywhere in the house, not now" I said to myself rolling my red puffy eyes, isn't it too early for all this now? i said literally asking myself, i stare at the mirror examining myself ignoring the increasingly loud knock coming from the door, when i heard Tima's voice I hurriedly walk to the door and opened it"

So it's you ? "i said stepping away from the door and she walked in, i locked it immediately.

eh nice " she answered siting on the bed, why??she added checking me out.

nothing,where were you throughout yesterday i thought we agreed on you sleeping here? i asked annoyingly plus I called your phone and you didn't pick "I added holding the door knob

I am so sorry please forgive me, but Bro as your baban kawar Amarya you should know I've got quite a lot of preparations to do too" she said with a wink.

Nah, please not you "i said rolling my eyes

So what's up? she asked and I walked to her,we are leaving exactly at 8:am, I have already texted khalil he is gonna wait for us at Abuja junction, because we are going to Abuja first, and then when you drop me saiki dawo gida, andddd then"i said dragging the "d", you will handover this letter to my mum, No to my Dad "if my mum read this she is could faint immediately, atleast my Dad is stronger, he would know how to convey to her "the inner me said, she stretched her hand and collect it, can I read it" she asked and I nodded sure, she opened it and start reading it.

You....uhm...you are sure about this right? she asked with teary eyes

Yes " I muttered ignoring her face because my eyes are getting teary too, i checked the time and it reads 7:25am

We should leave "I said breaking the silence, she nodded and picked her car key.

You know your mum will never let you step outside the house right ? so tell me how are you planning to go out ? she asked

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