BROKEN (completed)

Chapter 2

"I am done with my makeup. How do I look?" Habibah asked Ruqayya who was busy looking for her cloth.

Ruqayyah stared at her briefly and nodded. "You look good." You will think she is the bride with so much makeup on her face. Ruqayya doesn't understand her obsession for makeup.

"I know." She bat her eyelashes and went out of the room.

"Why did she ask me then?" Ruqayya mumbled. She continue searching for her cloth. She is sure the cloth is in her wardrobe. She dropped it there herself.

"Don't tell me you are not ready." Her mum said,barging into the room. Ruqayya rolled her eyes and told her she is looking for her cloth.

"Are you sure you collect it from the tailor yesterday?" Hassana asked,searching for the cloth in her wardrobe.

"I am sure I collected it. Your cloth was also inside the bag so I removed my cloth and told Ya Habibah to give you yours." She explained. There is no how she will go to the venue wearing another cloth. She will rather sit at home.

"You should check that bag in my room. I think I saw the cloth in it but I am not sure. Go and check." Her mother went out of the room to continue what she was doing. She shouldn't stress herself like this,but she doesn't have a choice. She can't be lenient when it comes to Ruqayyah.

She sighed and went to her mother's room.

"Assallamu'alaikum" She muttered. Her maternal aunties were in the room gossiping about the bride and groom. They kept quiet immediately she entered the room.

"Good afternoon." She faked a smile and walked to her mum's wardrobe.

"How are you?" Hassana's twin sister asked. She is Afnan's mother. They are identical twins with her mother. You can hardly differentiate between them.

"I am fine." She replied with a fake smile plastered on her face. She hates being around her aunties. She doesn't hate them but loathe seeing them. She brought out the bag and checked if her cloth is inside. She removed the cloth and left the room. Ruqayya felt like punching the cloth. She has been looking for it for almost 30minutes and the cloth is in her mother's room. Waste of time!

"Hamida wants to see you." Batoulah said,startling her a bit. She didn't see her coming. Ruqayyah raised her eyebrows in confusion. Why will Hamida want to see her? Isn't she busy with the wedding?

She nodded and went to the room she shares with Habibah. She knock on the door and entered. Hamida's friends and some of their cousins were in the room. They were all busy doing one thing or the other to notice her. She walked to Hamida's bed and greeted her. She was sitting on the bed,pressing her phone.

"You are here." Hamida smiled.

"You look beautiful." She complimented. Hamida was looking very beautiful in the traditional attire.

"Thank you." She said,blushing.

"You sent for me?" She asked. She is curious to know why Hamida called her.

"Yes. Habibah told me you haven't done your makeup. Why?" Hamida asked with a frown. Ruqayyah rolled her eyes,wondering why they are all treating her like a baby.

"Is that why you called me?" Hamida didn't call her just to ask her a silly question or did she?

"Of course. You are not even participating in anything. Is there something wrong with you?" Hamida asked,careful not to shout. She is extremely worried about her sister. Ruqayyah's behaviors is not strange to them,but she shouldn't be this distant during her wedding.

"I am fine,Ya Hami. Nothing is wrong with me." Ruqayyah doesn't understand what the special treatment is all about? She has always been like this so why are they bothered? Hamida stared at her,thinking of what her mother told her yesterday. Hassana is worried about her. She is not close to any other person apart from her and Hamida. Not even their father. They have been ignoring her thinking it's nothing serious. Her sisters are always questioning her about Ruqayyah's behavior. Hamida promised her she will talk to Ruqayyah. They need to have a serious conversation but that will be after her wedding.