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Uploaded is the aayah which i'll translate down.
And the dresses are what Yusra will be wearing todaySleep was something which refused to return to me.
I am sitting here on my musalla from tahajjud.
Praying to Allah s.w.t that everything turns out good.This nikah is not what i wanted but since i am doing it i want it to work.I am completing half of my deen and i want my better half to bring me closer to our lord the Almighty Allah s.w.t.
Tears are streaming down my cheeks and i am prostating to my lord.
'Ya Allah help me.Make it easy for me.'
I am praying profusely.I thought about reading quran e pak.It have solution to all our problems and i found my solution in the aayath
'But the achievement of my work depends on Allah s.w.t alone.To him i have placed my trust and to him i shall return'
After reading this i felt a bit releived.'Hasbi Allah comes with Sabrun jameel'Yousha's voice echoed in my mind and a fresh set of tears started streaming again.I missed him dearly.Dont know how long i am zoned out.
My bedroom door opened and Mamma hurriedly entered with a tray of breakfast.
"Ya Allah.What happened Yusi"she screamed probably looking at my red puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks.
After placing the breakfast on the side table.
She came and hugged me.
"I'll miss you all" i said while crying in her arms.
"Sssshhh Beta dont cry.Everything will be all right" Mamma consoled while wiping my tears."Now open your mouth.I 'll feed you" Mamma demanded squatting besides me on the floor.
I obeyed like a child and completed my breakfast.I felt relieved after seeing Mamma.I dont remember when Mamma fed me last.It was always Khala or Baba.
'This marriage is bringing you closer to your Mom'i consoled myself.
After finishing the breakfast Mamma hurriedly got up"Come on go have a bath quickly"
she ordered helping me get up.
"Your nikah is at 10.Baba will come to take your sign on the nikah nama by 9.30.Then he'll have to leave for the masjid.Suleman will come to fetch his bride after maghrib."Mamma explained the schedule.
Before i could respond she left my room hirriedly.'May be she is too excited with all the marriage thing'.I decided to have a bath.It always help in easing my worries and releiving me.
I went to the bathroom and had the longest shower of my life.
After returning back to my bed room i found a very beautiful long anarkali type white coloured dress.
It had pearl work on it.Simple yet elegant.I quickly glanced at the watch.Ya Allah it is already 9.I hurriedly dressed up.I refused any make up during nikah.I will apply in the evening.
While i was blow drying my hair Chichi entered my room.
"Mashallah Yusi the dress is more than beautiful" she exclaimed.
"So i am not" i questioned in a hurt tone.
"Mera bacha is the most beautiful" Taya ammi replied before Chichi could apologise.
I just hugged both of them.Before i could start crying again they quickly broke the hug.
Chichi got herself busied in draping my dupatta.
And Taya ammi was helping me wear the matching jewelleries.
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