The next morning dawned with a sense of anticipation lingering in the air, as the Shaikh household prepared for the upcoming ceremonies.
Noor Shaikh, ever the matriarchal figure, took charge of the proceedings, her authoritative voice cutting through the morning chatter.
Noor Shaikh ordered
"The ceremony start in two days,"
she declared, her tone leaving no room for argument. The announcement was met with nods of agreement from the assembled family members, each one acquiescing to her decision.
However, Nadia, ever the instigator, couldn't resist inserting herself into the conversation.
"What's the rush?"
she interjected, her voice laced with thinly veiled skepticism.
"Shouldn't we give the girl some time to adjust to her new surroundings? Who knows, she might decide to run away."
Noor's response was swift and decisive, her words carrying the weight of authority.
"It's better to begin preparations now,"
she retorted, her tone firm.
"I have every confidence that the girl will not run away."
Leyla listened attentively as Noor outlined the responsibilities entrusted to her.
"Yes Grandma I'll make sure everything is organized and executed seamlessly,"
she assured, her voice came timded
Noor nodded in approval, a faint smile gracing her lips.
"I have full confidence in your abilities, Leyla. I know you'll handle everything with grace and efficiency,"
she remarked, her tone filled with genuine appreciation.
"Thank you, Grandma. I won't let you down,"
she replied, her commitment unwavering.
With a final nod, Noor excused herself from the table, leaving Leyla to begin her preparations in earnest. As she gathered her thoughts and made mental notes of the tasks ahead, Leyla felt a sense of purpose wash over her.
She was determined to ensure that every detail of the upcoming ceremonies was flawless, no matter what challenges lay in her path.
TWO DAYS AFTER
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s the sun reached its zenith, signaling the approaching Mehndi ceremony, the Shaikh mansion buzzed with activity. Servants hurried to and fro, attending to last-minute preparations while guests began to arrive, filling the air with anticipation.
In the midst of the bustling mansion, Leyla assumed her role as the orchestrator of the day's festivities. With a keen eye for detail, she inspected every corner of the mansion, ensuring that the décor was flawless and the arrangements were impeccable. Satisfied with her assessment, she set off to check on Zara, the reluctant bride-to-be.
Entering Zara's room, Leyla was met with a whirlwind of activity. Beauticians and dress designers flitted about, attending to every aspect of Zara's appearance for the Mehndi ceremony.
Leyla observed their work with a critical eye, offering instructions and suggestions to ensure that Zara looked nothing short of radiant on her special day.
Despite the flurry of preparations surrounding her, Zara remained outwardly composed, her expression betraying none of the turmoil brewing within her.
Leyla approached her with a gentle smile, her presence a source of both comfort and support for the apprehensive bride.
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Descent into Darkness:Rahim Shaikh Saga
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