Perfect Storm ✔️

Mrs Khalil.

Ameen . 

Then the echoes of the people in the masjid followed .The next words were" congratulations man","we are proud of you.

It was so soon  ,she was his now  
: body and soul , or so he would think . but definitely she was his wife .

but there was nothing attached to it ,he didn't even feel fulfilled .He felt empty and guilty  and wrecked. He felt bad for pulling her in without her consent.but it needed to be done .

The message popped on her screen .
Congratulations Mrs Khalil .
 
Salmah.

  I should have  been happy. It  was every ladies dream to get married.but that message , that little message it broke me and That was my last resort .I cried ,I really cried   ,I  wished this was all a dream but no, it  wasn't and  I was now a married woman and I was married to no one other than the famous Khalil Adam Gaddafi .The name alone sent shrills down my spine .my pain was for only me I  was the only one who felt it.They all didn't care .

Why would they give me out like a piece of paper cut out of an old book .It  has  actually been only two weeks after Khalil proposed . I was disappointed .
I knew I expected it from mom but dad, he agreed because of some useless buisness deal, I had heard and it was  just a mini Mart . was the love he had for me that non-existent , he had showed me he cared but he didn't, not the slightest.
Since I mean nothing to all of them I will leave.actually im leaving and I will make sure I never turn back to them .I am non existent and I will continue to be ...

I was pulled out of my thoughts by  my mom's voice she was talking to my elder sister " Dress her  quickly" " you know they are very busy,  they might only have lunch before they leave .I ran into the shower  before the stranger with the dilkah came in to prepare me for my wedding day.Nothing of my dreams came to play a role , not even a knight in shining armor. This one is just a pathetic selfish rich spoilt brat that doesn't even care about my emotions . Well who was I kidding I had the best lefe an amarya could wish for .The things brought into my house from introduction to now we'll they occupied a full room. my wedding was everywhere on social media ,it was impressive on that aspect.

Salmah try to smile" ,it was the make up artist and the photographer trying to do their job.But well I wasn't interested,not the slightest bit.

Salami alaikum "I rose my head to look at the door and the groom and his family came in .
I didn't even get a chance to eat before they arrived and I was famished I couldn't eat coz I lost appetite ,I was just nervous and for the first time since he came in he spoke to me .u look good tabaraka Masha Allah.i didn't know how to reply and still hold my barricade so I gave a faint smile. Thank you .