"Please Leena I am not in the mood to talk now, please I want to be alone." I said
" seemah open the door, stop Acting like a small girl. No one is there for you when you are hurt. Stop hurting yourself. He is not here, he didn't even know what you are going through. Just accept your destiny." She said still knocking
"I am sorry Leena, I can't." I said covered myself with a blanket
I slowly open the door, because I can't see her shouting trying to convinced me
"Lee, I want to go home, please don't refuse."
"No seemah, try and be a strong woman, accept what happen to you and move on, Allah knows the best for you. Trust him. And don't blame the footballer for hurting you. It was never his fault, he met her before you. Be happy for you and wish him the best, that how we Muslim do. We believe in destiny. We believed what ever happen,happen for the best. Stop crying, stop hurting yourself, if possible support him in doing that , believed me he will never forget you. If you can't support him then pray for him,for a happy marriage life"
"Sis, I can't but I will try.... I will try."
***
"Wow the bride look so beautiful."
"She is lucky to have him."
"She will be his soon."
"Beautiful."
"Shahir bride."
Everybody were busy praising her. And I was quietly staring at them. So many people were present, he has many lovers indeed. And we are in the bride house , everything was settle and we went home
"Where is the henna woman."
"One should come here."
"Is the food done?"
" how many left?"
" where Is the groom?"
"Wow the decoration was beautiful."
"Laila , wow stunning." Seemah said
"Seemah, what are you doing there, come over." Leena spoke
I walked slowly toward her. And everybody were admiring me, I don't want the praise. And I am too sad,Leena force me to do all this light makeup and dress.
"Miss henna design, come here." Leena called her
"Design a beautiful one for my sister." Leena said showing her my hand
"Leena,please, I don't want it." I asked in a low voice
"No, you need to, please."
I ignore her facing somewhere.
"Dear, why you don't want it." Grandma asked
On god when did she came
"I....I."
"No, miss henna, design a beautiful one for her." Grandma said
Am not even in the mood for that. My footballer is getting married and why will I be looking happy. Humm!!!!
***
"Grandma."
"Madam."
"The.......the........ bride was kidnapped."
"What."
"How."
"Why and when?"
Nobody has the answer.
"Oh my god, I hope we find her." Grandma said in a scary voice
I don't think shahir got that information
After 30minute, I saw grandma so worried ..... But most of the people didn't know the bride was kidnapped
"I want the wedding to take."
Shahir wed seemah
"Insha Allah"
"They will now be husband and wife, the wedding will be fixed in the mosque."
"What? Who.....seemah?" Shahir heard the wedding announcement
"How could grandma do this to me, she got me married to seemah while noor was waiting for me. How can...."
Oh my god..... Am I dreaming.... Am married to the footballer
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