It's two weeks to the wedding...Layla's wedding. Ibty and Norah are out to share the remaining ashoebi, Ya Meena is checking up the event planners and caters while Nabeel is handling the photographers.And Layla is here sitting in the guest room with the 'mai gyaran jiki' Baana. She just applied khurkhum in her body, they are done with halawa.
The lefe will be brought in 4 days inshallah. She picked her phone and saw a text from Ni'imah on iMessage.
Ni'imah Yerima- Hey Gelin....how's the preparation?
Layla- Hey girl, it is hectic mehn, your side?....Na dade ban ganki ba
Ni'imah Yerima- Ayya sorry, we have been busy too here wallah....ikr it has been 2 weeks I saw you last.
Layla- wallahi...perks of being a bride. rn i'm covered in khurkum...tbh i am tired of this gyaran jiki i cant wait for it to be over
Ni'imah Yerima- Don't worry it is the matter of time. In two weeks time you'll be free and you'll become my brothers Mrs....
And that's how they kept chatting. It was time to remove the khurkhum after 30 mins. Baana cleaned it and Layla went to her room to have a warm shower. She got dressed in a black sleevless straight gown and packed her hair in a messy bun. She went to mammy's room but she is not around so she checked the kitchen.
''Anneciğim." Layla said, hugging her mother.
''Hi güzellik (beautiful)." She replied with a peck on her cheek. "How are you doing?." She asked.
''I am so tireddd mommy." She pouted dragging the 'd'. Mammy looked at her with the 'are you okay' look. She smiled a cheeky one and replied ''But i'm also fine, Alhamdulillah."
She opened the fridge and picked an apple and munch. She pecked mammy and headed to her room where there is less noise. Her room is her favorite place in the house. it's so beautiful and super comfortable. She can't believe she is leaving her room behind. Oh her bed and the decors, Oh God.. Her heavenly room....goshh!!
And her small walk in closet..that she will miss muchos. But she knows her matrimonial home is really beautiful, she trusts Ya Meena. She knows her house will be stunning.
She lay down on her bed and picked her phone. She saw a message on instagram from her cousin from daddy's side (her mum is daddy's younger sister) Ruqaiya Hussain, they went to the same secondary school and now she is studying architecture in Turkey.
Mahuta _ruqayya - Laylatu Gelin
Layla.hussain- Ruqayyatu, yakike?
Mahuta_ruqayya - I'm fine Alhamdulillah, how's the wedding preparation?
Layla.hussain - it is hectic mehn...how's school?
Mahuta_ruqayya - school's just there. i am coming back next tomorrow inshallah..
Layla_hussain - really? what for??
Mahuta_ruqayya - your wedding dumbo, you know i wouldn't miss it for the world.
Layla.hussain - Oh, i forgot seff
That's how the two cousins talked for a some minutes before Layla slept.
She woke up and checked the clock for time. it says 7:14, oh crap she's missed maghrib. She went to the toilet and performed wudhu and prayed. After she finished praying she went downstairs. She was about to enter the living room then her phone rang, she checked the caller id and it was her fiancé. She went to the coffee table at the lobby and sat down before answering.
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RomanceAN ARRANGED MARRIAGE In the depths of tradition and societal expectations, a young woman named Layla finds herself caught in an arranged marriage to Muhammad, the son of her father's close friend. At just 19 years old, Layla embarks on a journey th...