Black Silk

CHAPTER 50

NADIA'S POV

"Wake up bitch your getting married!" Taliya exclaimed making me practically fall off my bed in fear.

Can I live?!

"What the fuck Tal, you scared the shit out of me!" I rubbed my eyes pushing myself up off the cold floor. Not being a morning person and being cold weren't a good mix.

"Why the hell are we shouting!?" Still half asleep Idaya joined pulling the quilt off herself.

"I don't kno- holy shit i'm getting married today!" The realisation hit me like a train. I sat down at the edge of my bed with wide eyes. I was supposed to get married in a few hours and I was waisting time sleeping.

"That's what I was trying to tell you" Taliya rolled her eyes and sat next to me. "Are you excited?" she asked hesitantly.

"Yea! of course i am..." I trailed off, negative thoughts overtaking the positive ones.

"But?" Idaya crawled over and sat on the other side of me. Sitting in-between the two of them was comforting, a safe space almost.

"But...i'm just super nervous and low-key scared"

"Why scared?" Taliya asked.

"It's just a really big life commitment y'know and with Raheem being so different to me- I guess i'm just a bit scared that our lives won't merge as well as I hope they would and that I won't really be accepted in his life"

"Nadia stop being so bloody negative. Raheem has already accepted you into his life so it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks honestly"

"Yea he loves you and that's all that matters. Have faith in Allah and everything will be alright" Idaya and Taliya were right as usual I needed to stop with the insecurities everything was going to be fine.

"Insha'allah. You're right" I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath "wait what time is it?" I asked. Taliya showed me the time on her phone. seven-thirty am.

Fuck

"Shit, why didn't you wake me up?!" i jumped off the bed and ran to the bathroom, almost tripping over a random object on the floor.

"she's not serious? is she" I heard before closing the door to have a shower.

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RAHEEM'S POV

"How do you feel?" Hamzah asked from behind me, I could see him staring intently at me through the mirror as i did my tie for the hundredth time that hour.

For some reason every time I did it, it just never looked right and I was starting to get frustrated. "Fine."

For Fucks sake

"Really? Because you've been doing that same tie for the past hour and it usually takes you like a minute. C'mon talk to me" He acknowledged.

"I don't need a therapist Ham."

"We both know that isn't true" He sat down on the navy blue armchair with a weird look on his face "Raheem y'know its perfectly normal to be nervous. You can tell me if you are I won't snitch. I cross my heart"

"Please shut up and go away." I threw him an unamused glare.

"Alright, alright i'll go find something else to do because you clearly don't want me here" He raised his hands in surrender.

"You can take a hint? Never knew." I muttered sarcastically. I needed peace and quiet before the hectic day ahead.

"Grumpy much?" he held up his middle fingers as he walked out the room.