*Wedding Day*
Today was the day when both of Sehrish's sisters were gonna leave and start a new life with their spouses. It was a very happy and blessed day, as it was Friday. Everybody started to get prepared for the wedding. Running around the house searching for stuff or yelling at someone because they were being late or teasing each other wantedly just to annoy them.
*Sehrish's POV*
Even though I secretly didn't want this day to come this soon, it's here. I just can't believe the fact that within a few hours both of my sisters will be married.
I was looking for Manha, just when I entered the living room I saw my mom and Aunt Mahnoor talking to Faiza and Sarah. Both my mom and aunt were giving Faiza and Sarah blessings for their new life. My mom's eyes were filled with tears and then I realized that how my mom and dad will be feeling when their daughters will leave. That's when I decided that I had to be strong for my parents and keep them happy and smiling because I'm all that they will be left with and I will have them :')
Manha and I started getting ready early because later we had to help Faiza and Sarah. I was gonna help Faiza with her preparations and Manha and Muneeba were gonna help Sarah. I had a simple red and green long frock. I wore a green hijab on it with some red lipstick and Manha was gonna do a simple eye makeup for me. I didn't want it because I don't like much makeup but she insisted that I listen to her and get ready just as she says. Manha also bought a long frock but in a dark purple colour with some golden designing on it. She loves PURPLE like sooo much. She looked really pretty, Masha'Allah.
*2-3 Hours later*
Everyone was ready to go to the hall where the wedding was gonna take place. It was near from our house. We reached there in like 20 minutes.
Me and Manha entered the hall together I didn't like if people stare at me. That instantly makes me nervous and makes me feel as if I have something on my face or if I look like trash or something like that. Manha always made me feel less nervous and she used to divert me from all of that by continuosly talking to me. She saved me again from all the nervousness.
After we made our way into the hall and everybody was busy staring at the brides I turned to towards Manha and sang to her the lyrics of the song "Love you like a Love song" by Selena Gomez in a low voice just so she could hear. And I want you to know baby, I-I Love you like love song baby, I-I love you like a love song babyy. To this she just gave me a comforting smile and I sang with me the rest of the song.
Faiza and Sarah were talking to their friends and their friends were teasing them by saying stuff which made both of them blush and I was standing at some distance smiling at how my sisters are so happy, Masha'Allah. How I never want their smiles to fade.
The dinner was served and I was starving. I started to look for Manha because I wanted to eat with her. I saw her talking to someone and went towards her and said, "Manha, come quick. Emergency." I know, I know I shouldn't have lied. I didn't fully lie. It was really an emergency. I was starving. When we reached the area where the food was served Manha was surprised to see what the emergency was. I looked at her with puppy eyes and she just laughed at my childish behaviour. We then sat ourselves down and started eating. Me and Manha loveeed PEPSI. We couldn't finish our meals without drinking it. Not all days but yeah whenever there are weddings or parties. As it was my sisters' wedding we did the same. After eating nicely Alhamdulillah, we then got up and saw my little baby niece trying to walk a little. Oh! Did I mention to you guys that Muneeba was blessed with a baby girl and her name was Aisha. Masha'Allah she's so cute and she has these beautiful hazel eyes which look so pretty. Masha'Allah she's an angel.
It was getting late and was the time for my sisters to leave with their husbands. Ya Allah! I hate these sad goodbyes. I just can't handle it. I prayed to Allah that I don't cry infront of everyone and that I try to be brave and strong just for my parents. I hate to cry infront of people.
Anyways, my sisters hugged me one after the other and I fought the tears and didn't let them fall. They said to me that I should be strong and take care of my parents since all they are left is me and that I should study well and get good grades. Everyone said their goodbyes and we all headed home. I was in the same car as Manha, her parents and Adam. My parents, Muneeba and her daughter were in the car which Saleh was driving.
We reached home and Ya Rabb! It felt so empty. I headed towards my room and changed my dress and wore something more comfortable. These heels were killing me, I thought to myself as I touched my feet. All the memories of Faiza and Sarah flooded my mind and before I knew it I was crying. I just couldn't hold it any longer than this. I was. still crying when and quickly stopped as I heard a soft knock on the door and with a tired voice I just asked the person on the door to hold on for a minute. I wrapped my hijab over my head and wiped the tears away. I tried not to look like I was crying. With a small smile on my face I went towards the door and opened it to see Adam standing. I was about to ask him if he needed anything when he started to speak. "Umm...You forgot your phone in the car, here." With that he handed me my phone. As he was handing that to me our fingers brushed and I instantly felt some crazy tingling sensations all over my body. I just gave him a soft smile and said "Jazak'Allahu Khairan." He then smiled back and said "Ameen Wa Iyyakum." He had such a breath-taking smile. Those perfect eyes and Masha'Allah his hair were just so....wait...what?! I shouldn't stare at him like that. I mentally scolded myself. I then lowered my gaze and he then just walked away towards his room.
As soon as Adam went away, I saw Manha walking towards my the room. I moved aside to let her in. She then changed into some comfortable clothes and then gave me questioning look. I asked her "What?" and she said "Don't what..what me!" This girl! I knew she wanted to know why Adam was here. I could read her mind. Ofcourse that's what bestfriends do. I then said, "Arrggh! Fine, he just came to give me back my phone which I forgot in the car. That's it." She then mumbled an okay and and laid on the bed. We both were tired and in no time dozed off.
*Adam's POV*
We returned home and I was checking the car for once just to see if anyone forgot something. I always checked the car if something was there. Who knows if someone forgot their valuable stuff, I couldn't return it back. As I was about to lock the car I saw someone's phone lying on the backseat. I opened the car door and took the phone and saw on the screen "Sehrish" I then realized that it was Sehrish's. I thought that I'd return it and locked the car and went inside the house. I went towards her room and knocked. After few seconds I heard a very tired voice saying "Hold on a minute." After a few minutes the door opened and I saw Sehrish in a beautiful red hijab. I quickly lowered my gaze reminding myself that I shouldn't stare. I then said "Umm...You forgot your phone in the car, here." With that I handed her the phone and as I did I accidently brushed our fingers. With a soft smile she said, "Jazak'Allahu Khairan." I then replied with a smile, "Ameen Wa Iyyakum." I stood there for a few seconds and then just walked away towards my room. As I entered my room a thought Sehrish crawled in my mind. I managed to notice how her eyes were all puffy and her was tired. Was she crying? I asked myself. Then thought that maybe she's just tired. I brushed off these thoughts and drifted in a peaceful sleep.
Okay guys that's it for this chapter. Sorry for the delay and I hope you enjoy this chapter. Please, comment. vote and share the story. I would really appreciate. Jazak'Allahu Khairan. Stay Blessed :)
