~ RIDA || The Cloak ~

باب پنجم || خوبصورت اتفاق

بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ

Beautiful Coincidence || خوبصورت اتفاق

خوبصورت اتفاق وہ لمحے ہیں، جب تقدیر کی راہیں ہمارے دلوں کو ملاتی ہیں
Beautiful coincidences are those moments when the paths of fate bring our hearts together

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Three hours later, Rida steps back feeling satisfied as she looks around the living area decorated with beautiful blends of yellow, orange & red hued flowers both fresh and artificial. Of course she didn't decorate it all by herself but her thorough instructions did bring life to the room.

The mixed fragrance of گیندا, گلاب, and موتیا creates a romantic air. Ah! How she loves this feeling of bliss. Finally, after a hectic three months the wait is over. It's finally time for Anis bhai's نکاح, it's in the evening between Asr & Maghrib.

Alhumdulillah, everything is done and ready; from decor to seating arrangements to nikkah favours to gajray. She looks up and gasps. "Ya Allah, it's already 12! I've yet to shower, dress up and then set up the mithai tray."

"Mama! Mein shower lenay ja rahi hun. Sab kuch ready hay. Bas Zaid bhai nay mithai or ہار lay kar ana hay. Mein tayar hokar woh bhi set karti hun. Aesthetically," Rida says while rushing and giggling when she hears Mami reprimanding her obsession with making everything aesthetic.

(Mama,I'm going to take a shower. Everything is ready. Zaid bhai just needs to bring the sweets and garlands. I'll get ready and set those up too. Aesthetically.)

Poking her head out from the window she says cheekily, " Mamiii, meray bhai ki shaadi hay. Ek baar hi hogi Insha'Allah Taala. Mujhe har cheez aesthetic chahiya."

(Mamiii, it is my brother's wedding. It will only happen once, Insha'Allah. I want everything to be aesthetic.)

She was about to rush back in to complete her task when her Anis bhai speaks. "Lo bhae manay to socha tha chaar shadiyon ki ijazat hay Islam mein. Tum apne saray armaan meri baqi shadiyon mein puray kar lena."

(I thought Islam permits four marriages. You can fulfill all your desires in my other weddings.)

"Anis bhai! Allah ke liye ek shaadi toh ho janay dayn! Aap abhi say hi dosri shaadi kay khwab saja rahay hayn," Rida says, pointing a reprimanding finger towards her, not so beloved at the moment, cousin.

(Anis bhai! For the sake of Allah, let one wedding happen first! You're already dreaming of a second marriage.)

Anis laughed watching his younger cousin stomping to the washroom. She is so easy to annoy.

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After a relaxing, warm shower. Rida came out dressed in her new clothes. The ivory silk anarkali adorned with gold gotta laces, paired with ivory churidaar and dupatta with gold kiran.

Tying her hair in a low bun she wore a gold tube cap over her head. Wearing her earrings she says "Bismillah" before tying her gold hijab carefully, making sure that it drapes elegantly & modestly covers her head & chest. Then pinned her dupatta on her left shoulder.

She keeps her makeup minimal. Just mascara, winged liner & a few dabs red lip & cheek tint. Satisfied with her looks she steps outside. Looking at the time it's three. It took her exactly three hours to get ready. Now she'll set the mithai platter. Mama & her siblings are ready looking into other arrangements with Mami.