Today is day two of Amna's wedding and it's the cultural day i.e the Arabian/Fulani day. Zarah parked her car at the parking lot in the Musawa's resident, she got out of her car and entered the house. She met the maid at the entrance of the house and they went together to Amna's room. Today she came alone because Aisha wasn't available, she went to gombe with Abba. She entered the room and met the makeup artist working on Amna's face.
Welcome Zarah, Amna said smiling at Zarah.
Thank you Amna, sorry I'm late the traffic was jammed and hectic, Zarah said keeping her bag on the sofa.
It's okay you aren't even too late, Amna said.
Amna's makeup was done and Zarah started her job being the stylist and wardrobe manager. Amna is wearing two outfit today, the first is made by Zarah and the second is an Arabian gown. The dress made by Zarah is made of the original Fulani saqi material and it is blue is colour, the dress is fitted and it has a design made with red embroidery thread and a stone work was done on the design at the edge of the dress. It also have a long veil which is decorated with the same embroidery thread at the edge. Amna looks very beautiful on the dress, she was wearing red lipstick and she look very daring and hot. The dress was paired with the Fulani accessories which includes a head band, necklace, anklet, and earrings.
Masha Allah you look so beautiful, Mrs Abubakar Musawa said entering the room.
Good evening ma, Zarah said looking down because she don't know why she can't look at the woman straight in the eye.
Good evening Zarah, how are you and Ammar, Mrs Abubakar replied.
We are fine thank you for asking ma, Zarah replied.
You did a very great job Zarah, I like everything about this dress everything is matching, the makeup the accessories, it's so Masha Allah, Mrs Abubakar said.
Thank you ma, all thanks to the makeup artist she did a very great job, Zarah said.
Yes I most admit that the makeup is so beautiful and it blend well with her skin, the entire look is so Masha Allah, Mrs Abubakar replied.
Thank you ma, Zarah replied.
You can call me Amma, Mrs Abubakar said.
Okay Amma, Zarah replied.
My baby is looking beautiful, your brother is on his way, Mrs Abubakar said.
Thank you Amma, finally Ya is coming, Amna replied.
Yes he's already at the airport in three hours time he'll be home, Mrs Abubakar said.
I can't wait to see him after 2 good month of being away, Amna replied excited.
Zarah was sitting down on the sofa, she wonder who this Yaya is. She looked at the time and stood up holding her bag.
Amna am leaving, make sure you enjoy yourself to the fullest and send pictures too to me, Zarah replied walking towards Amna.
Zarah won't you stay for the event, please stay, Amna replied.
Zarah was hesitating because she doesn't want to stay around too much people.
No I can't...., Zarah you're staying today, Amma interrupted her. She wanted to say no but she can't say no to Amma.
Okay Amma am staying, Zarah replied.
And you're also invited to tomorrow's event, Amma said.
At this point zarah doesn't know what to say because she doesn't know how to start explaining to Amma that she hate public gatherings.
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