That Hijabi (COMPLETED)

Chapter 25

The henna night celebrations were at its peak.

Mahnoor was all done with Henna and so were  Iman and Iqra.

Mahnoor suddenly felt two hands on her eyes...
"Guess who??" Asked Iman obviously trying to conceal the other person.

"Don't think too much....just say the name gurl" says Iqra

"Mom??"
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Seriously...???

Iman rolled her eyes while Iqra slapped her forehead saying "Are you serious?"

"Okayy..... Second guess...??" Asks Iman again

"Hayat???" She said sounding really happy

"Nooo.... You know she can't be here" says Iqra getting sad

"We miss her too" says Iman joining in

" last guess... Come on Noor.." says Iman again..

"I give up..
So...
Who is it?" Asks mahnoor becoming all too curious

The hands that were covering her eyes disappeared and came a chirpy voice " Assalamualaikum diiii"

Mahnoor was shocked to see her

"Walaikum assalam Rida... How are you here darling??" Asks mahnoor while giving her a hug.

Rida Amir- Mahnoor's cousin who returned from UK this morning.
She was small ,petite girl with long hair and almond eyes.
She was 18...not graduated yet and Mahnoor treated her like her own little sister.

"Where is aunty and uncle?" Asks mahnoor when she noticed her aunt meeting her mom.

Mahnoor went towards her aunt conveying her salam only to get crushed into her hug.

" careful" says Mahnoor barely protecting her henna.

" How are you Noor?? So long since I met you.... Missed you baby" her aunt says squishing mahnoor's cheeks only increasing the already present red tint .

"And congratulations.... " she adds at the end of her sentence in a high pitched voice giving her another hug .

"Ca- Can't breathe..." Says Mahnoor while still being crushed into the hug.

Her aunt releases her and Noor takes a breather to calm down.

                      *__________*

"What a boring party... " Murmurs Rida to herself and goes to connect her phone to the speaker.

There was already a phone connected .
She tried searching for the owner but couldn't find anyone.

She double tapped the screen only to find a lockscreen saying "HA! YOU DON'T KNOW MY PASSWORD"

Wha.... What in the world??

What weird person has such wallpaper on their phone she thought to herself.

Not to forget that the music that was  playing... Those were the slow melodies and old songs.

All thanks to the phone's owner.

Rida thought that whoever that person was... Was old school.

She was about to leave when an evil thought crossed her mind.
She grinned ear to ear and decided to mess with the other person's phone.

She decided that she would take   pictures in that phone .....
more like  spamming the phone gallery with useless pictures that meant nothing.

Once she was done with that... She tried unlocking the phone..
"Hmm... Let's see...

1 2 3 4 ???? Nope

Okayy....

then 0000??? Nope... wrong answer

What about this one ?? She thought to herself...

6789... ??? Wrong again...

Huh. "

She tried a few more password attempts only to fail in all of them.

The phone freezed...
Oh shiz...

"Oops" she said smirking a little and then left the phone where it was.

She left.

                     *___________*

Mahnoor came back to her bridal spot and sat there for sometime.

The girls took so many selfies and group pictures.

After the photo session was done...

Rida came back saying" hiiii ... It's me again..."
and then played Bollywood songs on the other device she had.

The song literally said "Na kar shadi , ye barbadi..
Phir na pachtanaaa"(Don't marry, this will be destruction of your life, don't regret later)

Everyone laughed at how she was lip syncing  to the song and doing weird dances.

Iman and Iqra also joined her .

Mahnoor simply watched because she wasn't the type to dance or sing.

Many Bollywood songs were played...

After the singing, chatting ,joking , and mimicry sessions were done...

They had their dinner which was very late and finally retired to their rooms tired.

Everyone enjoyed to their fullest that night.

XOXO .