"Zahra al-Zahiri and Azhaar al-Sadr-two souls from rival kingdoms, destined to be enemies yet bound by an invisible thread neither can explain. Separated by centuries-old caste divides, they have never met, but something has always been missing, som...
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After a few moments, she washed the Henna on her hands and all women including my sister in law and Sarah have surrounded her. God knows what are they looking at? Did her Henna turn out that good?
My sister in law comes to me and pulls my hand and takes me to Zahra.
After getting close to her my eyes fall on her hands, her Henna has become so dark and red.
"Look at your future wife's Henna, it has turned out so good.. so red and dark.."
My sister in law says, in a teasing tone and continues
"You must really love her, for this result"
Everyone nodes at her words and Zahra just forces a smile on her face.
"I don't believe in such myths, sister in law.."
I say, backing off but my eyes were still Zahra as she looks at her palms with confusion and which even I am feeling right now.
I stand back while all the women dance for a bit surrounding Zahra. For God's sake can't they let her be alone for a moment.. no, I am not caring about her but still I have something to give her.
Zahra excuses herself from everyone, goes to drink water and this is my chance.
"I see.. your tiny tiny hands are really showing colour.."
I say her in a teasing manner to which she looks at me irritated and continues drinking water.
"However that Henna contains my name in it, so make sense why it is getting so many praises from everyone.. and I think you are lucky too because even you are going to have my name with you soon.."
I say, and I can see her irritation grow as she looks at me and before she is about to throw the water at me I say.
"Hey!! Don't!"
She stops as I continue.
"Look, water is really important and we don't waste water in Cairo, so don't throw it, okay.. I swear to you on water.."
I say with a smirk to which she places the glass on the table with a loud sound and replies.
"Cairo has the problem of noise too, so I think you should better stop talking so much.."
She says, glaring at me to which I give a brief node, my smirk still on my lips.
She was about to walk away when I grab her wrist, stopping her. She tries to yank it but I just tighten my grip.
"What is it?!"
She screams, and I unexpectedly pull her to the wall making her veil fall on the ground. I can see her face clearly now.
"Azhaar! What are you doing?!"
She screams again, but luckily no one is here to hear her.
"You want me to stop talking, right.. then you.. stop asking me too many questions.."
