ENAMOUR LOVE

Chapter 49.

I was waiting in the bridal area looking at myself in the mirror anxiously. As maama left me saying that she would come after looking at the guests I started getting nervous. I don't look like a monkey right? With all of this make up on.

It isn't much right? What if everyone judges me or says that I'm not a match for him. Will you leave him for others? The inner voice in me came again and I shook my head. I'll never think about leaving him.

All the praises Aaban ever gave me started crashing down in my mind and it was calming me a little. Maybe I'm just overthinking everything like every other time. Maama praised me so much even the make-up artists told me I looked so beautiful. Why would they butter me?

Taking a deep breath I sat back on the couch trying to calm myself down. I wanted to talk to him but I know it can't be possible now. I was looking at my clutch with that door opened and a few of the girls entered inside.

"Masha Allah Bhai, Aaban ki toh lottery nikli hai." (Aaban hit the lottery). One of them commented eyeing me and it made me blush and the others started giggling.

Who are they? They came and settled around me and it was making me nervous. "So, kaha mulakat hui hamara hero Bhai se aap ki." (Where did you meet our hero brother?). The other girl asked with a grin and the blush only deepened on my cheeks.

"Kyu tang kar rahi ho bichari ko." (Why are you troubling the poor girl). The other one commented smacking the back of her head, to which she groaned.

"Waisey Amyrah, ambulance bulwaye?" (By the way Amyrah shall we call the ambulance). One asked in a serious tone gaining everyone's attention including mine.

"Ambulance? Kyun?" (Why?). I asked in confusion.

"Hamara Bhai apni is qhubsurat dulhan ko dekh kar yaqeenan be hosh ho jaaye ga." (Our brother will surely swoon at the sight of his beautiful bride). She winked at me and the room filled with their giggles. I looked down really feeling shy from all of this.

"Aww dulhan sharma rahi hai." (Oh the bride is blushing). My head dipped further with a shy smile fixed on my lips.

"Accha dulhan saheba, hum aap ko sab se milvate hai." (Bride, I'll introduce you to all). One of them said with a grin plastered on her face. They all were so easy going and had a playful nature.

"Well, the beautiest of all me, Inaya." She said with a proud smirk and everyone rolled their eyes mumbling something under their breaths.

"Aur yeh ajeeb se dikhne wali maqlooq hai Hina." (And this weird looking creature is Hina). She gestured to the other girl and in return received a flying cushion making everyone laugh.

"Yeh ghade ki hasi wali Shagufta aur yeh kia tha iska naam jo Salar ki diwani hai haan Mahira." (This who laughs like a donkey is Shagufta and this, what was her name again who is obsessed with Salar oh yes Mahira). She introduced me to the rest of them and I was stifling my laugh looking at their expressions.

"Salar?" I asked, looking back at Inaya but heard a gasp from Mahira. "You are kidding right?" She asked dramatically and I furrowed my brows.

"Girl you don't know SALAR SIKANDER?" She emphasised the name with widened eyes and I shook my head. Is he an actor? I don't know.

"Salar sikandar as in my husband..." She got interrupted by Hina.

"Yeh shuru hui toh khatam nahi ho gi. Isse chodo aur hume yeh batao hamare handsome hunk ko kaise pigh laya?" (If she starts she won't stop, leave her and tell us how did you melt our handsome hunk?). She asked wriggling her brows.