His Unwanted Bride. {Wattpad Version}

Chapter Ten.

Sameera And Zahir's Nikkah Part One.

Hayat's Pov.

Happiness is what I feel for my best friend who deserves the entire world for what she has done for me in my times of need.

Today is her nikkah, Sameera promised that she wouldn't go all bridezilla but guess what?

She is doing it right now.

Yeah being a bridezilla because the makeup artist is late and the time for her nikkah is about an hour and a half.

"Sam, please calm down. Take a deep breath. In, out, and repeat while I go and check if she is here", I try to assure her but all I get is her sniffing and wiping her nose.

"Best friend this is a disaster. I told her to come an hour early but she isn't here......"

Sameera didn't even finish what she was saying when the makeup artist walked in. It looked as if she had run a marathon.

"I am sorry. My son wasn't feeling well and I had to take him to the hospital. I am really sorry...."

"Calm down at least you are here. How's your son by the way? You could have called and explain", Sameera tells her.

Sameera hired her because she knew that Lisa needed a job and needed money so Aunt Hasna paid for her beauty college.

"Thank you and he is better now. Should I started?", Lisa asks Sameera.

"Okay, I will leave you two because I need to make a call to dad", I excused myself and walked out.

I walked into the garden and took a seat on the bench.

At least one of us is happy. You know what, Mamma? I miss you. It isn't the same without you here.

I love you, Mamma.

Aayan's Pov.

Have you ever seen a groom panic? I have and he is right in front of me.

Why is he panicking?

Because his fiancée didn't answer his calls yesterday and this morning.

"Maybe she changed her mind. Maybe she found someone else...."

"Zahir stop it. You and her went through a lot of trials to be here and I doubt that she will do any of those things. Besides, she might not answer your calls because she is busy with preparations at her house....."

"You are right. I think I know who to call", he interrupted me and started dialing a number on his phone but unfortunately for him, no one picked up the call.

I took his phone away from him before he tried again.

"Hey..."

"Stop, Zahir. They might be busy with preparations of your Nikkah. Now you are acting like a child....."

"Baba".

Azaan called out to me then he poked his head and I motioned him to come inside.

He went straight to Zahir who then picked him up and they gave each other a high five.

Zahir and Azaan are more than uncles and nephews. They are best friends.

"Thank you, Azaan I needed this. Alhamdullilah", he says kissing him on his forehead making Azaan giggle.

"Okay, now are you ready to get dressed or you need more time. I still need to get Azaan dressed and myself too. So we will leave you now. Come on, Azaan. Uncle Zahir needs to take a shower he stinks", I took my son from Zahir who glared at me for telling Azaan that he stinks.

"By the way Aayan have you taken a look at the envelope aunt gave you?", he asks me.

"No, I haven't has a chance but after this I will", I answered him.

He nodded as I walked out with my son in my arms.

Zahir was right about looking at the picture even if I might not agree but not now maybe after his wedding.

Now I have to concentrate on him not making a fool out of himself in the presence of his in-laws even though Sameera and he have been together since they met during a family function.

I miss you, my love. I know I know but what can I do but miss you? I look at Azaan and I see you.

He has your eyes and almost the same characteristics as yours. I will keep my promise but for now, my best friend comes first.