Is it worth the wait?

Chapter 12

~The Wedding Day~

I looked like a typical Indian bride and was sitting in front of everyone with Zaid. He looked good too but kept eyeing and smiling at his phone. There was a time where the bride and groom could have break and the first thing i did was told Samira and Khaled to meet me in the backyard.

( I knew that Samira and Khaled couldn't afford a plane ticket to dubai so as my gift to them for being loyal and amazing friends i bought them and they will be staying the whole time i will be in dubai)

"How are you liking the wedding?" I ask

"We are good, but what's with you and all this fake smiling" Khaled asks

"What?" what do you mean

"You know what he means, are you not happy with this marriage?" Samira asks

"Yasmeen, it's time for our dance" Zaid says

Zaid comes towards and me and embraced me into a nice hug and kisses my cheek. "I can't believe that i get to call you my wife, did i tell you how beautiful you look?

I could see the confused looks on Samira and Khaleds faces, did Zaid hear what they said about me not being happy.

He then leans in to kiss me on the lips but I back away.

"Stop, no need to act fake" I say

"I was trying to show your friends that we are happy but you never want to follow directions" Zaid says

"Hurry up we have our dance" Zaid says as he walks off

Im left shaking...

"Yas, Why?" Samira asks

"Both of you will say nothing to anyone, we will talk about this after the wedding" I say

1 single tear falls and i wipe it away while i walk towards the hall.

The song we danced to was called "Culpa al Corazon" The song is by Prince Royce and its in Spanish. One of my favorite songs. Even though the song is in Spanish i have memorized all the words but the lyrics stung

What fault do I have my love?

Of falling in love with you

Of passing so many nights

almost without being able to fall asleep

perhaps you think that I'm crazy

I confirm that I am indeed

It's the brightness in your eyes baby*

which makes me suffer

and for my calls during dawns

blame the heart

for my thousands of desperate words

Don't think that it is me

Don't blame me

I'm only a puppet without control of its senses

Don't blame me baby

I am only a traveler with the destination of being happy

by your side... by your side baby

I expressed my sadness to a pair of glasses of ron

and it alleviates me a little baby

but not like your love

and for my calls at dawn

blame my heart