*The Reception*
*Sehrish's POV*
I woke up at the sound of my mom waking up and screaming off that I was getting late for something. I couldn't hear what I was getting late for but I knew that I was really getting late because my mom always rushed and screamed some hurrying words when that happens. "I swear, Sehrish, if you don't wake up now..I'm just gonna leave you at home and go to the reception with everyone else." That's when I fully woke up and tried to reply to my mom saying, "Uh..yeaah..I'm awake and I'll be there in 10 minutes." Ya Rabb...my head hurts so much and I felt a bit dizzy.
I quickly freshened up and covered my head with a hijab. I went outside my room and was taken over by the dizziness a bit more when I felt my head hitting something. Great! Like my head wasn't hurting already from before. I looked up to see Adam holding a box which almost blocked his sight. I then realized that I should've been the one watching were I was going. He then quickly put the box down and said, "Are you hurt? Are you alright? I'm sorry, I should've been more careful. I'm really sorry if you got-" I cut him off by saying that, "No, its alright. I'm fine really and its okay, I'm not hurt at all." I avoided any eye contact and then quickly went towards the kitchen.
I saw my mom and she then asked me to set the breakfast table. I did as she said. I loved what my mom cooked. Everything she made was just so delicious. After the delicious breakfast I helped my mom with the dishes and cleaning the kitchen a bit. It wasn't that dirty. If I ever cooked I mess up the whole kitchen and put everything out of its place and by everything I literally mean EVERYTHING.
My mom asked me to come to the living room and serve the tea to her and my dad and also Aunt Mahnoor and Uncle Ahad. I nodded and took the tray which contained tea cups to the living room and served all of them the tea and they all beamed a sweet smile at me and I returned one back and then quickly left.
*Few hours later*
Everybody was ready to get to Faiza's and Sarah's reception. I was dressed in a Turquoise coloured gown with a silver hijab and Manha wore a Navy blue gown and topped it off with the same hijab like mine. We liked to dress similarly sometimes. It made us feel more close and I just felt really great when we did that. I was sat on the sofa trying to put on my heels. *These heels are gonna kill me again.* I thought to myself. I felt like someone hit my head in a teasing way. I guessed that it could be none other than Manha and I said while turning to that person, "Are you crazy Miss-" I was shocked to see that the person who hit me wasn't Manha, it was ADAM. How dare he hit me like that? He looked equally shocked as I was. I surely noticed that he was embarassed as well. He should be -_- He then quickly said, "I'm so sorry I was mistaken that you were Manha. I would never hit you like that. I'm extremely sorry. You both are wearing the same hijabs so I just thought that it was my sister. I'm really sorry." I said, "Its really okay." With a embarassed look he asked me, "Do you know where Manha is?" I said, "She's in my room. She's just probably coming." As I finished saying that Manha entered the room and Adam went away with her talking to her about something.
*Half an hour later*
We reached the place where the reception was held and Masha'Allah the place was BEAUTIFUL!
The evening was spent amazingly and my sisters were looking really pretty, Masha'Allah. I noticed that both of them looked like my mom a little. We had the dinner and enjoyed alot. Everything happened really nicely and I thanked Allah for literally EVERYTHING :')
Time really does fly fast! It felt like a blink of an eye and it was already the time for everybody to return to their homes. Obviously we couldn't continue this reception forever right?! It was getting late as well. I said to my sisters that they should visit us soon. Both of their husbands live and work in the same city as we do so I was happy that they don't have to go to another country like Muneeba, who lives in Saudi Arabia.
