Sitting in front of the mirror I looked at my reflection . The red bridal dress with the red veil on my face.“It just looks so pretty”, The intricate embroidery glistened under the light, the weight of the fabric a comforting reminder that this moment was real. My fingers traced the delicate patterns as I let out a shaky breath. I had imagined myself in a dress like this a hundred times, but standing here now, it felt surreal.
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a knock on the door bring me out of my thoughts “Come in,” I called out. The door flew open, and there stood Dua, her gaze fixed on my reflection in the mirror.
" How do I look?" I asked nervously. she just came to me and hugged me I hugged her back feeling her warmth and the soft and comforting smell that she carries until I heard a soft sniff.
" Why are you crying dua?" I asked carefully wiping her tears .
" You just look so beautiful Hayat, I just can't process this whole thing, you are getting married hayat. I will miss you so much" she said looking at me with tears in her eyes her hand shaking a bit as she fixed my veil on my head.
" Don't cry I will also cry now" I said looking my to control my tears .
" What are you girls doing huh?" Sahar aunty asked coming in the room she came here yesterday for the marriage she will be leaving tomorrow as her grandson is sick .
" I was just telling her how beautiful she looks " Dua said leaving and letting aunty take a full look at me.
" Allah humma barik ( May Allah bless you) you look so beautiful Hayat. I can't believe you're getting married you grew up in my arms" she said as tears left her eyes and her voice cracked a bit .
" She indeed looks pretty. " Dua' s mom said before coming and hugging me my heart was melting at the motherly warmth she had in her hug .
We were all chatting when the door got knocked.
" Can I come in " he asked from the other side .
" Come in " Dua said and he stepped in I stood up from my seat and walked towards him my breath stuck in my lungs as I got near to him but pulling a brave smile taking a full turn showing my dress to him I asked " How do I look?"
" Very beautiful beta" he said hugging me and tears left my eyes that I was holding for so long. I looked into his eyes only to see tears in them his moist eyes which held nothing but love for me.
'I had come to Turkey searching for family, to never be alone again. But fate had written a different story. Instead of staying by my brother’s side, I was stepping into a new chapter—with someone I was still learning to understand. Was this the right path? Would Hazar and I find happiness together?'
"Let’s go, they’re waiting for us," Azkar said, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead before gently ruffling my hair. I wrapped my arms around him, and he held me close, his warm, musky fragrance surrounding me—the kind of comfort I had always craved.
