The unbreakable

Chapter 13

Layla

I don't know how I went back that day, my body was soo numb that I didn't feel anything. Tears were flowing down. Sometimes we can't fight faith. No I promise, I will get over it, I shall be strong and not let it get to me, it would be really unfair on Fawad.

I may be able to get Tariq out of my mind but what about my heart? I will have to burry my feelings along with his memories.

I stared down at my hands, the beautiful henna design had formed quite darkly.

"How is the bride?" aunt Janan's voice comes piercing through my ear.

"Ready!" the hairdresser replies.

I stand up in response, the white lace dress was truly magnificent and quite long.

"To the most beautiful bride in the world," she gives me a hug.

"Fawad is on his way, oh my these are your last few moments of being single!" one of Fawad's cousin exclaims.

I do not know why but it gave me this weird sensation, my cheeks started flaming red, I could feel it.

Fawad

It is my wedding day and I feel confused as ever. There is this feeling that keeps popping up, I feel that Layla is not happy or content about this marriage. I did ask her and she said that she was doing this willingly, but somehow I just didn't seem to be convinced.

Maybe she is shy.

Before I knew it, we had arrived, it was time to pick her up. My mother comes in hugging and takes me inside. I turn around to see Layla standing there, she looked... beyond amazing, breathtaking. She had little amount of make up on, but her face glowed like a diamond, her lace dress draped across the floor.

Thank you Allah for blessing me with such a beautiful wife.

She drops her gaze when she spots me, her cheeks flushing red. I take hold of her hand and walk towards our car and drive to the party.

Layla

Shivers run down my spine, when he held my hand. The silence in the car was getting really awkward. I close my eyes and have Tariq's face appear one last time.

Goodbye.

Trying to hold back those tears that were threatening to come.

To a new beginning.

"You know!" Fawad breaks the silence.

"I had asked Allah for one thing. Nothing for myself. I had just asked to bless my parents with a beautiful and a caring daughter-in-law," a sly smirk forms on his face.

"And I guess my prayers were answered," he continues.

This did make me laugh, god that was soo cheesy, we passed the road where Tariq had the taxi waiting for us to escape. Pain was all I felt, my heart was crying. To avoid the tears I engage myself in the view, hoping Fawad wouldn't continue. Luckily he didn't.

Fawad

She laughed and I just wanted to stare at her forever, but to my misfortune her eyes started filling up with tears she was trying to hold back. I didn't talk to her any further.

Maybe it is because she will have to leave her family.

"Do you accept?"

I snap back into the nikha.

"Yes."

I was asked again.

"Yes."

"Yes."

Layla

"Do you accept?"

"Yes," I reply with my voice cracking a bit.

......

Yay they are married!