A journey of a lady who has lost her mother in the way, who at a point felt like the world is against her and felt like giving up. But to every human their is a period of test in their lives and just as her world was crumbling, she was brought back...
Happy Birthday to the worlds most amazing and caring friend.
Its your day Baby girl. Break a leg.
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Hello guys!
How are you all doing?
This chapter is specially dedicated to the birthday girl @hafsuuuh. I love you.
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*****Amal'sP.O.V*****
Were is my head tie?
isn't she ready yet?
Give me my head tie.
Please can you tie it for me?
Everywhere was filled up with Aisha's cousins' voices. Their house is full with people so some of her aunties stayed at our house in Ummah's side while I, Aisha and some of her best cousins slept in my side at home. Sakinat too, Aisha's body beautifician came with us because of their early morning dilka.
**Dilka is traditional ointment made with scented and medicinal herbs for the smoothing of the brides skin.**
Today is the kamu which would take place at Meenah event center. Aisha's mother, mamah, booked the open space instead of the hall to make it more traditional.
The brides makeup artist, is working her magic on Aisha's face while I do some of her cousins face. My room has turned into a playground with everything scattered on the floor, the bed, my vanity table. The only lucky place that is safe is the toilet. Everyone wants to get ready not to be late.
After my makeup I put on my royal blue iro and buba that has a little touch of green flowers and contrast Aisha's Golden lace gown. Tafida helped me with my head wear which she neatly tied it step by step. I stared at myself on the mirror. I had a simple makeup on which is really nice with a pink lipstick that looks more like a nude lipstick, my eye shadow was greenish but looks more like golden and my eyeliner was a simple line that brought out my eyes. Tafidah really knows her job. I owe her a thank-you.
Aisha came out of the toilet completely dressed and ready to go. I have to admit she looked breath taking. She wore her golden lace gown which suits her colour and goes with her makeup.
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"Muhammad won't be able to take his eyes of you today" I said giving her my famous smirk.
"I know I'm beautiful babe, you don't have to stare that way" She said completely ignoring my complement.
"Says who?" I asked hiding a smiling.
"Says everyone"
"Okay let's get going the cars are here" I said after receiving a text from the driver saying they're at the gate. I helped her rap her asohke and covered her face with the golden net veil before leading her. I could sense her nervousness but it's normal amongst brides so I let her be.
I informed her cousins who were in my room on the drivers arrival before we went out all. Yeah we couldn't take the noise Let me rephrase that shouting so I dragged Aisha to my mother's side and got ready in peace.
Fatiyyah came just in time and we left in Abdulsamad's car (Aisha's brother).
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Aisha's in-laws spread perfume on her and after that the elders started going home while the Dj was doing his job putting songs that made her dance. Fatiyyah wasn't left out too. Not too long the groom showed his face with his friends and I was surprised to see Ayman and Salim. Ayman came to me immediately he saw me.
"Hello our Amarya" he said making his presence known.
"Hi Ayman. What are doing here?" I asked him before my curiosity could kill me.
"I'm Muhammad's friend ofcourse". He replied.
"Oh sorry I forgot you were trying to ask of Salo indirectly" He said with a smirk on his face.
"Who's Salo?"
"Don't tell me you don't know your beloved's nickname. All the chatting you guys do at night he has never told you?" He asked with a hand on his chest and his mouth agap like a girl who just got asked out by her crush which made me laugh out.
"Urr umm" We heard a throat clearing that got our attention. There Salim was standing even though I hate to admit it but he is handsome. He's wearing a Sky blue kaftan with dark blue embroidery on it around the neck. He has matching cap on too. He looks dashing girls were just staring at him like an angle which I hated. He's a devil and don't deserve their stares.
I turned to Ayman but was welcomed by an empty space. I'll kill him for what he has done. Seeing the empty space I started walking but the idiot won't let me with his annoying voice.
"Were do you think you're going we haven't talked yet and you're living" he said stopping me from going.
"What do you want?" I asked turning to face him clearly annoyed.
"The wedding should be canceled" He said with an annoying smirk. I just want to scratch that smirk off his face.
"You're a coward, why can't you do what you want yourself instead of bugging me. You have no manners and respect if not for Fatiyyah's attitude is different from yours I would have said you weren't given the right tarbiya but your mother is a nice person it's just you and your stupid ego" I said angrily.
"You dear not tell me that again" he said calmly but I could sense his anger. I did a mental happy dance in my head finally angering the devil.
"Oh and why shouldn't I, if you could excuse me I'm tired of seeing your ugly face" I said going away living him shocked by my words. I think no one has hurt his ego this much before.
Spotting Aisha with Fatiyyah by her side blushing at what Muhammad was telling I strode to them.
"Aisha you sure you don't need your net veil to cover your face cause you look like a red tomato" I said making her blush more.
"I'm going outside for some fresh air, I'll be back in five okay?" I told her before exiting the hall.
The sky has started turning dark, the always busy street is now quite. I quickly opened my car and enter but before I could close a hand jacked it back open making me scream.
"Innah lillahi wa inna ilaihi raji'un" I said under my breath. I think this might be the end of my life. I love you Abbah.
Soon flash back of my childhood started rushing back to me. Me and ya Ameenah playing. Ya Zainab chasing ya Ameenah, Hamman Mujahid and I having a fight claiming he hates it when I accuse his mother.
I wish everything was right between us. I love them all but I'm a goner.
I'm sorry Aisha it has to be on your wedding.
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OMG!
Who's her murderer. I'm really sad for her. I want to cry.
