Twist Of Life

flashback

It was a beautiful day unlike every other day it was my wedding day, I was getting married to the man of my dreams"umar mukhtar".i was dressed  in a beautiful white ball gown,the men had gone to the mosque.i was just waiting for them while getting my make up done for the Walimat.

Hours has passed but they were yet to return, I wasn't  really worried maybe  there was a traffic jam.

Then mom entered the room,call mukhtar! What's going on mom why should I call him?  Just do as I say and call him,everyone in the room left leaving me and mom alone.

I dialed his number for  the hundredth time but still he wasn't picking,i heard the horn of cars,so I ran down to meet Dad and my uncles. What happened Dad where is he? He clenched and unclenched his fist,his relatives came to inform us that they weren't interested in the wedding anymore,i felt everything go dark I was swimming in darkness,i heard mom shouting look what he did to my baby.

I woke up to mom sitting beside me,a drip was connected to my wrist it all came back, I started to cry how could he do this to me?  What of all our promises? Mom tried to console me but no avail I cried like never before ,I started to think of how we met.

Umar mukhtar was a classmates friend , Zara. The geography teacher had grouped us together for an assignment back in ss1(senior school 1) .

I had gone to Zara's house to collect my geography textbook when I met mukhtar,he was dressed in a white kaftan which marched his fair dark complexion  well.

Salaam wa aleikum,wa aleikum salaam he answered in his deep voice, please am here to meet Zara,he leaned  on the gate. 'what's your name beautiful'?he noticed I wasn't going to answer then said "I am just asking so I can tell her,who it is. Uhmm my name is ameerah I replied. Okay I'll tell her you're  here he said closing the door and going inside.

Zara and I became study buddies,we visited each other regularly,did home works together which led to me meeting her handsome cousin once in a while, he didn't usually say much but he was always smiling.

I had another  friend "Aisha" we went to the same Islamic school and high school we shared all our secrets,she knew of my crush on Zara's cousin but Zara and Aisha were not friends,in fact they couldn't stand each other.

Zara's  family Was The richest among us,i was the one lesser in wealth.

It was two weeks to my graduation,i was on high spirit, I will soon go to a university and I will be 18 by month end.it was a dream come true  for me.

I was on my way to Dad's room he had called for me. Asalam WA aleikum,wa aleikum salaam my dear how is the preparation for your graduation?fine sir I replied. Dad was smiling too much he actually never smiled this way. I started thinking of different things that will make him smile this much but couldn't get any.

"A marriage proposal was sent for you today from the Umar's family" I froze a marriage proposal already,i just finished, I want to enjoy my life  first before marriage.

I will like you to think about it and give me your reply, they will come back in the next three days to know your reply.

I ran to my room,locked the door and cried.my baby brother kept knocking and asking what happened. What will I tell him, he wouldn't  even understand.

    Three days later
The  Umar's were in the sitting room waiting  for me to come down.my reply was yes, when I found out it was my crush's  family though I didn't know which  of there son I was marrying.

I wore a black Abaya, with very little makeup, then went down

I knelt down to greet them all, it was our culture. After all the pleasantries were exchanged I was to go have a word with my future husband in the dinning area.

My heart kept beating fast, I hope it's him. I waited for him in the dinning area, wow here comes my Prince Charming in light blue kaftan, he looked extremely handsome, then he smiled showing off his gap teeth. I was melting though I wasn't a candle.it was him my mukhtar .

'how are you? He said bringing me back from my thoughts.am fine and you I replied. Am good. We chit chatted a little before  he went.

My wedding had already been fixed my house was filled with visitors, Zara had also come to congratulate me. Throughout I didn't see Aisha, so I concluded she was busy with her stuff.

Tears kept falling from my eyes as I remembered these moments.

I was discharged from the hospital the following day. I couldn't eat, I lost my appetite completely i lost myself too.

       Three months later
I was still sad, I hardly came out of my room.i will cry myself to sleep at night, playing our conversations in my head. He was all I could think of.

I always  wondered why he didn't even call me or send a text to breakup.

I had started accepting that I was nothing to him and we were never meant to be. I was scrolling through my Instagram when I saw it "mukhtar weds Aisha Countdown to 31st"which was one month from now.

It couldn't be true right? I mean it might be photo shopped.i needed to see an invitation card before I believe but still my doubt was just12%.

My heart felt null,i couldn't cry anymore the pain was too much.i stood up and kept walking around my room shouting no no it couldn't be, "whats wrong dear"?.mom asked as she entered inside. I gave her my phone,look at this mom,her eyes widened and she covered her mouth. Then she came to hug me, fresh tears streamed down my eyes. 

   End of flashback
     Present
I stepped out of the car and went to meet her,"Aisha how may I help you?  She put on a fake smile I had come to give you this she replied handing me an envelope.i opened it and met the evidence I had been looking for, tears threatened to escape my eyes but I held back.

What was in the envelope?..find out in the next chapter