Ruqayyah Ameen has always been her family's pride, cherished for her beauty, kindness, and unwavering dedication to tradition and religion. Strong yet sensitive, outspoken yet deeply connected to her roots, she has always followed the path her famil...
Ruqayyah breathed in the clean, fresh air as she leaned on the balcony railing, taking a sip of her chilled orange juice.
She'd just took her bathe and decided to get some fresh air in the balcony before the makeup artist arrives.
She started to reply some messages sent by her friends and relatives that didn't make it to the wedding. When she noticed the time, she quickly walked inside to get ready since the budan kai was going to start in two hours. Right on cue, the makeup artist arrived.
Ruqayyah asked for a nude makeup and in just an hour, she got. She later donned a blue and light brown fitted dress with a matching long trailing veil.
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"Mashaa Allah my brother's wife is a slayer" Yasmeen chirped and winked making the girls in the room giggle while Ruqayyah tried hard not to turn pink.
"You guys are annoying" She rolled her eyes.
They all got ready and maneuvered outside the house where the occasion was going to occur. The placed was mostly filled with al amin's relatives and a few of ruqayyah's. The kayangara (the wedding gifts supplied by the bride's family) were presented right under one of the canopies.
Ameela walked Ruqayyah to her seat helping her with the long trailing veil.
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