" 𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐲"
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𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐲𝐞𝐝 :
a billionaire with insomnia.
something's happened to the sunshine guy in the past 2 years that left him with a...
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— ☆⋆。𖦹°‧ Sehmat's Pov :
resting on the soft velvety couch in my room at my parents mansion. I gazed at my hand decorated with tainted henna.
Yes, I'm getting married to my fiancé with whom I've been engaged to since 2 years. He is my cousin more like my childhood friend, kamil.
and now it's finally the date of my nikah. I'm all dressed in a white and golden coloured ethnic grand lehenga with a heavily embroidered dupatta draped from my shoulders to elbows.
with a pair of golden shimmery heels with pearls and stones on it. The makeup artist made a little pinkish kind of makeup as I was not a fond of bold or dark ones.
fixing my heavy jhumka's I took a deep breath getting up from the couch and walking towards the dresser. I grabbed my perfume and sprayed it all over my dress and then some on my wrist.
i took a glimpse of my own self through the mirror. I must say I look pretty in my nikah fit. And that made me gleam with joy. I grabbed the lip gloss from the dressing table & applied some on my already glossed lips. Because I freaking love lipgloss.
it's like water for my lips, keeping them hydrated & glossy.
Soon, the hair stylist arrived and placed her tools all over the dresser. She started working on my hairstyle, leaving some hair locks swaying near my forehead to make it look even prettier.
After she was done I mumbled a 'thank you' to her smiling gently and with that she walked out of the room.
I like the whole bridal look and specially the eye make up. The pink shimmery glitters on the eye shadows makes me feel like I'm some fairy myself.
smiling and gleaming happily in joy I walked towards my bed. "there's still some time left for the nikah ceremony" I say to myself before plopping on the bed.
I grabbed my phone, which was resting on the bed, and started scrolling through my messages. A weird sensation was felt when my eyes fell on one of my patients message. As I was about to open it my best friend's message popped up and I accidentally clicked on it, entering our chat box.
Irza : hey babe ! I'll be late at the ceremony cause I've this urgent surgery needed to be done. please don't wait for me I'll be there in an hour.
me : yeah fine, sweetheart !
my best friend is a cardiologist in the same hospital where I work. For your information, we live in the same apartment but the nikah will be conducted in my parent's mansion which is quite afar from our hospital as well as the apartment we live in.
There's still much time left & my stomach is growling with hunger. uh I badly need to eat ice cream right now. I feel the urge to stuff myself with at least 2 scoops of chocolate chip ice cream.