I Found My Solace In You

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After spending some more time with ozhan. She went back to shah mansion. She went directly to her room and got ready for mehendi ceremony. She wore a light pistachio green or sage green, with gold embellishments and some pink floral accents. The fabric has a shiny, silk-like texture, which enhances the richness of the color. After taking a one last look in the mirror she headed towards zaria's room.

There she was adored into a beautiful red with a mixture of green dress. She looks absolutely stunning and beautiful...yazia saw her texting something on her phone to someone and didn't notice yazia who is trying to peek on her phone from her back so yazia took that chance to tease her little bit, she smirked while whispering in her ear softly yet trying to sound like Izan "sweetheart you just took my breath away" Zaria jumped on her place and poor Ria's heart leap out of her chest. That was enough for yazia to burst into laughter Zaria turns to face her and tried to glare at her bestie but seeing her laughing and enjoying this small moments brought a bright smile on her face.

"Azi stop it yaar" Zaria said when yazia was giving teasing looks to her "okay okay but seriously sweetheart you managed to take my breath away with this looks um....should I lock you up here with me because I just want my wife to myself only" yazia how can she stop teasing her bestie as she again mimicked Izan this time Zaria is blushing so hard and yazia was again going to laugh at her misery but stopped herself and raised her eyebrow then her eyes widened when realisation hit her "hey do-don't tell me you already sent your picture in this dress and he also said the same words!"

Zaria who just recovered from blushing shook her head "yeah he does said the same thing but only half of what you just said"

"What!! really Ria??"

"Why is that so shocking to you??"

"I mean that Izan Bhai said that to you?"

"Hey stop being over dramatic and yeah my husband Izan Azir Shah said that" she stated slightly glaring at her over dramatic bestie and yeah they both had their nikkah 6 months ago.

"Woah.....look at you being so proud of your husband" she looped her hand on Ria's shoulder and the bride blushed again before their banter the bride's mother knock on the door "girls come down we've to start the ceremony" "yeah we're coming" both of them said in unison then smiles shaking their head.

The backyard of shah mansion has decorated beautifully as night falls, the backyard is transformed into an ethereal space, softly glowing under the stars. A white canopy stretches overhead, adorned with cascading strings of delicate lights that twinkle like stars themselves.

A majestic canopy, draped with flowing silk fabrics in shades of crimson and gold, stood tall at the center of the lawn. Delicate fairy lights danced across its framework, casting a whimsical spell that seemed to transport all who entered into a realm of wonder.

Beneath this enchanted cover, the seating area is elegant yet cozy. A sheer, pale curtain drapes the backdrop, now bathed in golden light from the hanging lanterns and fairy lights wrapped around the garden's trees. Behind the four seating couch, a floral arrangement bursts with white and blush blooms, their petals catching the soft illumination and adding a touch of romance to the night air.

The atmosphere is serene and magical, with a soft breeze carrying the scent of night-blooming flowers. Gentle music plays in the background, creating an ambiance of celebration and calm. The moon casts a silvery glow over the scene, while the fairy lights twinkle like constellations, making the entire setting feel like a hidden, secret garden party under the stars.

They made the bride sit on the four seating couch beside the groom who's been waiting impatiently to see his wife. They started the rituals and the bride's hands, adorned with intricate henna designs, trembled slightly as she was helped into a flowing, as the ceremony progressed, relatives and friends gathered, their faces aglow with warmth and affection. The air vibrated with whispers of blessings and good wishes, as if the very fabric of the atmosphere had been woven with threads of joy.