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Janan Muhammad Ghali is a young woman who has always struggled with fear. Her past trauma has left her with no memory of what happened five years ago, and she often finds herself lost between imagination and reality. Despite this, Janan is det...
She was just following everyone with her eyes. After they came back from the saloon Anty Fatima called a friend telling her to come with the dilka, tumeric, humrahs etc Janan couldn't even know the rest of the conversation. Her mind was telling her something she doesn't want to believe.
After some minutes, the woman came with two girls and Mama asked her to change into a see through dress. The woman was already in the bathroom soaking and putting something's. Janan was asked to sit down and the two girls started rubbing the dilka and everything in her skin, after that she was asked to enter a scented water.
Janan was just dumpstruck, her mind finally came to a conclusion when she saw the girls preparing a henna to apply for her.
Okay...she wasn't stupid!
"Anty Fatima?" She called her mother's sister that was busy scrolling through her phone.
"Yes? Do you need something Janan." She looked up at her while Janan didn't say anything. She looked at the girls before looking back at her.
"I want to talk to you...please."
Anty Fatima smiled and nodded. She told the girls to give them a moment. She sat closed to her and hold her soft hands.
"What is't Janan."
"What is happening... Please tell me." Janan pleaded.
"Janan I want you to calm down. I promise, you will never regret marrying him. Trust me." Anty Fatima said caressing her hands.
Janan felt the racing of her heart and something settling down in the pit of her stomach.
How the hell will she marry the person that traumatised her!!
"No, no! Anty Fatima please I don't want this...i...I...please don't do this to me..." Janan broke down.
"You have to marry him!" She heard her mother's voice.
Janan glanced at the door and her mother was glaring at her. She proceeded into the room.
"All this malice you have toward each other is the main thing that made this marriage.. You will marry him tomorrow. I have already informed Alhaji Makarfi. His going to be your waliyyi and that's final!" Mama said going out of the room.
Janan sobbed and Anty Fatima hugged her calming her down.
"Anty Fatima he-he put my Dad in prison and he gave me those nightmares.. How-how on earth will I live with him? How Anty Fatima?!" Janan said hugging her.
Anty Fatima didn't say anything. She just know that one day Janan will be happy for this marriage and most important Nawfal will be the one to heal her and protect her...his the right person to marry her.
Janan cried for some time before leaving everything to his Almighty. She doesn't have the energy to cry again. She was just numb..
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The next day.
Janan
She woke up since around 2pm because she couldn't sleep. Janan went to the bathroom and perform ablution, she gazed at herself in the mirror and the glowing skin greeted her before the beautiful henna in her hands. Her eyes were puffy but she still looks beautiful.
Janan goes out of the bathroom, she put on a long hijab and lay the praying mat. She started praying and pouring her heart out to the all seeing and hearing.
She didn't go back to sleep and around fajr everyone woke up. The woman and two girls of yesterday has spend the night with them, so they prepare her another bath and she did as ordered.
Time move fast and the morning sun raised. Janan was just doing anything they asked her without refusing. When Anty Fatima bring her the breakfast she couldn't eat anything. She doesn't have the apatite to put anything in her mouth. After much consolation and pleading from her Anty she was only able to sip a tea.
"Janan!!"
"Janan. My baby!"
She heard her best friend shouting from the parlor. The door bagged open and her eyes meet hers. She strides toward her smiling.
"Am so happy for you Janan!" Munira said hugging her. She then drag a bag Janan didn't notice it at first. She open it and some elegant beautiful wedding gown came visible.
"Let's start getting you ready, I heard the nikka will be around 1pm and its already 11..." Munira keep on babbling while Janan zoom out. She looked at the door and she saw hajiya Zainab leaning.
"Munira give us a moment, I want to talk to my Janan." Hajiya Zainab said walking inside the room. She sat beside her on the bed and Munira gave them some privacy.
Hajiya Zainab start by telling her what marriage consist on, her obligations to her husband and everything. She told her to accept the marriage that one day she will be very greatful for it. She continue by telling her to be patience and respect her husband and his family like hers.
One hour passed and Hajiya Zainab left the room. Munira came back again and with the help of the two girls Janan was dressed in a beautiful cream colour fitted dress and a long Vail fixed at her back. Her make up was simply and pure.
"Oh my God! You look so gorgeous Janan!!" Munira fan faced. She took her phone and started snapping her.
Janan didn't say anything, she was just looking at her face in the mirror. Today is her wedding day and her father is locked up somewhere. Today is her wedding day and her sister is not here...
It so depressing.
"Masha Allah! The Tafida's family have arrived! The nikka will soon commenced!" Anty Fatima said coming inside the room.
Janan felt her heart jump like it going to ripped out of her chest..
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See Janan on her wedding day!!
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