The Unintentional Meet ✓

24. I'm Yours and You're Mine

Inaya's POV

{Note: Don't play the song yet}

I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I was wearing a simple yellow coloured long kameez which has some embroidery work at the sides, with the same coloured plazo. My dupatta full of embroidery work, was hanging off from my one shoulder.

I wore my favourite pair of jhumkas and also some bangles which matched my dress. My yellow and golden kussa was the perfect thing to finish off the outfit.

I didn't do any makeup as i like my face natural and just applied some moisturiser, sunscreen and lipgloss.

Today was ayan bhai's dholki and eman strictly told everyone to come on time and if we're even one minute late she'll never talk to us. This dramatic girl.

"Inaya-" alizeh walked into my room when i was fixing my dupatta and did a dramatic gasp when she saw me, i rolled my eyes.

"Omg my inu you look absolutely gorgeous!" she exclaimed while placing a hand over her heart.

"Look who's talking" i say as i go near her and she does a twirl to show her dress. Her outfit was almost similar to mine but in a shade of dark pink.

"Your lover boy is definitely going to have a heart attack today" she said teasing me and now my cheeks turned the same colour as her dress.

"Alizeh you need to stop this" i tell her referring to all her teasings.

"What i'm just stating facts" she gave me a mischievous smile.

"Whatever, now let's go before we get late and eman creates a whole ruckus about it" she nodded and we left along with bhai.

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The house was decorated with many golden lights and flowers. The vibes were full desi and it gave me nostalgia as i remembered how i used to attend relative's weddings back in Pakistan.

I just realised that i was missing these desi wedding vibes soo much as it's been literally over five-six years since i last attended any wedding.

The beauty of our culture truly is amazing. And no matter how elegant english weddings are but they can't beat our desi weddings filled with lots of love and fun.

I gasped when we entered the house as i was stunned by everything. I came here before and the house was beautiful enough but all these decorations just enhanced it more.

The guests were still coming and some of preparations were still not done as everyone were running here and there.

I tried to find eman but couldn't spot her anywhere.

"Aslamalaikum aunty" i greeted when i saw her mom who was instructing the workers something.

"Oh Walaikumaslam beta, Mashallah you are looking so beautiful" she complimented with a huge smile and i thanked her.

"Aunty where is eman?" i asked.

"This girl is so childish, she went to the salon and still hasn't come back when there is still so much work left to do" she replied while shaking her head.

"We can help you in some of the work" i suggested and alizeh also nodded.

"No beta you are our guests" she denied.

"It's totally fine, we'll be grateful to help" me and alizeh both kept persistent.

"Acha theek hai, phir bas yeh bags uper guest room mai rakh ao" she said pointing towards them.

"Inaya can you do this alone? I want to take pictures please??" alizeh blinked her eyes.

"Ok fine go" i chuckled when she rushed off.