HIS DELICATE ROSE

Part 23 : Helena's nikkah with whom?

As Fatima moved from the lounge to the kitchen area, she called out, "Don't you both have any work to do? Sitting here, gossiping uselessly?"

Ryan grinned and replied, "Ahh, my dear wife, ever since you came back from Japan, you've been too busy to notice your pretty handsome husband. So, I'm just wasting my precious time with Faris instead."

Fatima shot him a side glare with a light smile before continuing to the kitchen.

Faris gave Ryan a serious look, but Ryan just laughed at his reaction. Faris then said, "Well, my precious trouble is getting married today. What's better for us than that?"

Just then, Aylin ran to him with her tiny legs. Faris scooped her up into his lap and started playing with her. Meanwhile, Helena was in her bedroom, looking out at the scene with teary eyes. Her heart wasn't ready to accept this marriage, giving her some weird signals but she tried to ignore. She convinced herself it was just her nerves.

As evening approached, everyone began getting ready. Helena was already dressed in a baby pink long frock with a matching hijab.

Fatima entered Helena's room and said, "Come on, Helena. The car is ready; we need to go now."

Helena still felt a pounding in her heart. She took a deep breath as Fatima helped her stand and guided her outside. She stepped into the car along with Fatima, Jibreel, Nura, and Aylin, with Ryan joining them. Meanwhile, Ayesha, Burak, and Ahmed went with Faris and the other family guests in other cars arranged by Ahmed.

They arrived at the venue before the groom's side. Fatima led Helena to the dressing room while Ahmed, Faris, and Ryan checked the decorations and other arrangements. Everything was perfect, as Ryan had meticulously arranged everything.

After a while, they welcomed the groom and his family. The groom sat on a chair in front of the wedding flower backdrop. Shortly after, Fatima escorted Helena to the Nikkah area. They were seated facing each other, with the wedding flower backdrop behind them during the Nikkah ceremony.

Helena still felt a strange sensation creeping up her spine, her heart pounding like a drum. She kept her eyes lowered, trembling even more than before. She had been continously getting a feeling that something was about to happen.

Ahmed gestured to the imam to begin the Nikkah, with each passing second intensifying Helena's overwhelming emotions.

Ayesha gently held Helena's trembling hand as Ahmed signaled the imam to proceed with the ceremony.

"Helena daughter of Ahmed, do you accept Omar son of Mohammad Yusuf as your husband?" the imam asked.

Ayesha squeezed Helena's hand softly and whispered, "Say yes, my child."

Helena hesitated before softly replying, "Yes, I do."

"Helena daughter of Ahmed, do you accept Omar son of Mohammad Yusuf as your husband?" the imam repeated.

"Ye...."

"NOT AT ALL..." a voice echoed through the venue.

Everyone turned in shock towards the source of the voice, only to see Zaim walking confidently down the aisle.

Ryan smiled at Zaim's bold interruption, biting his lower lip as he anticipated this move, while Faris stood visibly shocked.

Ayesha and Ahmed were equally taken aback, their surprise even more apparent than Faris's. Ali and Jessica were utterly confused, their eyes widening in disbelief and their jaw dropped as they processed what was happening.

Helena raised her head and looked up at Zaim, she was shocked too and her anger simmering,. Every time Zaim's name became linked with hers, trouble seemed to follow. Despite the distance between them, Zaim's gaze was fixed on Helena, who wore a long veil. Although her face was covered, the net fabric allowed her to see everything clearly.