IN TWENTY ONE DAYS

59; SUJUD AL-SHUKUR.

ABUJA, NIGERIA.

Bushra was pushed back to her room to change into the white as her husband is about to arrive and they need to take photos with her wearing the whites. She gulped, his words echoing through her head because if there is anything she's felt different that day, being her wedding day, it is the fact that Amir's words sounds unusual. Like the marriage between them has changed things around, she is one to tell. His voice was deeper, filled with so many intense emotions she didn't want to dwell on for they will take her where her mind shouldn't think about going.

In a few minutes, she got dressed into her own white dress which fitted her to perfection. She sew it, she knows the nooks and cranny of her body so she let it all out through the clothes. It is also fitted, enough for her to show her new husband what she has, she is not shy to do that. This is the least she could do to that big hearted man.

The gown is simple in people's eyes except that it looks exquisite on Bushra. The neckline is cowl, draped down with a few beads she arranged in a thread, it looks like a necklace falling down like a collar necklace while the sleeves are regular long ones that reached her wrist. From the bust down to her knees, it fitted her skin like a glove before it opened in vast waves. She also made a cape for herself from her shoulder down to the floor few inches behind her. It is like a cloak but it sparkles with diamond studs almost like Kauthar's since they wanted to match one way or the other.

She wore a small frost hijab around her going for the hijabi style this time around. Her feet are clasped in silver ankle length Louis Vuitton heels and in her hand is a matching minaudiere hand bag. Her makeup has been changed, little of it so it won't be too bold for white outfit. Her lip liner got changed from blood red to chocolate and nude. She smiled at her reflection in the mirror before Yasmeen came into view looking so beautiful in her own little anko. Since the three brides did the same anko, she didn't have problem choosing which one to do. They gave her the Ankara, she didn't have money to buy, they are not bad clients to make her go through struggles just for Ankara.

Bushra couldn't sew the clothes for her though, she still looks cute in that outfit. Her blouse is sewn in that style they do these days, a flying peplum in two sides. The skirt is fished out real well, she will give a thumb's up to the tailor as she is a good one herself. The makeup artist did her turban and it makes her look cuter, a small chiffon merigold veil is draped around her shoulders. A teardrop earring hung from her pert ears, her middle finger circling around her romeo ring. Every action of hers makes her look cuter and cuter.

"You look cute, Yas." Bushra smiled at her before she could even open her mouth, she would ramble about the dress even though it is not the first time she is wearing it.

"Ah, thanks! But you look so holy and gorgeously beautiful." Yasmeen praised, her eyes raking over her body as if she went sightseeing in Auckland or Paris for the time at that time when the lights of Eiffel tower is lit.

"Stop exaggerating that now. Are they downstairs?" She asked, her hands twisting around her fingers in that anxious action. She was left alone in the room to get ready leaving her aunties outside to accompany her to her groom once she is done.

"Oh, yes! Have you seen your groom? He looks nervous but elated, the happiness is palpable in his eyes. He won't just stop smiling and looking at the door awaiting your entrance. Your friends are there with his waiting for you." Yasmeen rambled, adjusting the cape behind Bushra's veil so they can leave already. She knew love always conquers and she can't wait to see how their own married life will begin in few minutes.

She's seen the duo not once or twice but everyday, they seem to have different connection than the one seen before. Sometimes, they act like best friends, the next second, they are all awkward couple and then, they are teasing each other before the sexual tension takes over. She might be young and naïve, but there are certain things she knew about relationship being a wedding planner herself. She needs to study how people interact, how the couple would unite and what could make their bond magical, she knows that much.