Mrs Pride weds Mr Arrogant [Islamic]

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 4 : Clash of Creams
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"The audacity!" Zara shrieked in anger almost raising a hand at Inara , but Zayan held her wrist , "Don't cause scene here , guests are arrival . We will deal with her later . The night have just started" Zayan whispered .

Inara looked at them and then turned towards Ayan , as if asking if it was okay for her to do so , but getting a reassuring look , her face relaxed in relief.

"HELLO FRIENDS , The night is young and so are our guests " A voice said from the side . They turned their heads , to find the host dressed up in a stitched white shirt with purple blazer standing right beside a woman dressed in a purple gown matching the dress.

"Let's focus on hosting Akram" The girl nudged, "So with this , we both will start the night . Accompanying our pretty guests with activities to enjoy today's party" She introduced and the guests who had arrived clapped at this while few cheered and hooted in excitement.

"So ,before we proceed, let me introduce myself properly , I am Akram, and she's Tina , the host for tonight . We would like to thank Mr Patel for giving us this opportunity" Akram continued thanking the man standing on the side who was proudly staring at all of that .

"Let's not waste any more time further and move on to our activities . The couple who wins at the end of the day will be out sweet power couple and get the antique blue diamond couple's bracelet" Tina announced surging excitement in the people.

"Blue diamond , that's impressive" Ayan whispered taking a sip from the juice .

"Is it something special?" Inara asked biting a cupcake .

"Yes , It's from the 17th century from the Württemberg empire . It's around 25k dollars " Ayan simply replied .

"Twenty five freaking thousand??!!" Inara gasped. 

"Yes, if we go by indian currency , it's worth around 2 million rupees" Ayan cleared to leave no room for doubt about the price of the jewelery.

"Damn, rich people really do toss around the money like it's nothing" Inara mumbled but didn't speak that loud . Just owning one piece of the jewellery could settle her entire life .

"To win this , you gotta pass 3 stages guys ! The baking challenge , The drawing challenge and then ... The last and final one , the singing challenge" Inara mentally wanted to cry . Baking was the only thing she could handle .

If she ever held a pen or pencil it was to write in the handwriting similar to that of the chemist in Indian stores and if she were to sing , she knew she would sound similar to a taod singing in rain .

"My god , we can absolutely rock this Inara !" Ayan chirped. 

"Really?" She asked with a raised eyebrow , mentally being aware of her own abilities. If the women in fables had the touch of a healer , she had one of the destroyer . Twisting ankles on a random day , breaking glasses as if they are eggs are her daily hobbies . But if we were to talk about her favorite passtime , it's seeing black blocks in front of her eyes due to iron defiency . She was well aware that she shared hobbies with almost every brown girl .

"Yes , I am excellent in baking and art . And if you didn't knew , I am a professional singer too" Ayan boasted a little .

'Those who said money doesn't matter were definitely rich , because how else could a person afford to have so many hobbies and excell in them unless they are rich?' Inara thought as she stared at Ayan .