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***Amal's POV***
"Keh Amal wake up you need to get ready, today is your wedding fa remember" I heard a voice say which is no doubt thume's. I sighed and got up. They just had to keep on reminding me of my wedding.
"Wai where is she ne or do I have to wake her up on her wedding day ma" Anty Laure, My mother's younger sister said banging into the room.
"Oh won't you stand up and bath, it's already 11 and your wedding fatiha would be done after the jumma'at prayer" she said practically dragging me out of bed and into the toilet.
"Your rose milk bath is already set take this" she said giving me a towel more like throwing it before shutting the door. What do they think I am a toy or what?
I bathed with the rose milk before staying in the shower for I don't know how long but as usual Anty Laure just had to spoil my moment and she kept banging the door not stopping till I opened it.
After opening the door she didn't say a word she just dragged me and sat me down on the floor bringing a Clay pot which contained coal for the turare. She kept it in front of me and poured some turare particles in it and lightened up some incense sticks. She covered me with everything in a blanket. The smoke kept stuffing me up and she finally pulled the blanket from me.
(Turare is tradition inscent)
"Your make-up artist is waiting for you now stand up and go" she said but I stood up before she even finished her sentence and ran for my life.
I looked at my phone for the hundredth time checking the time. I can't beleive I'm getting married just today. Is my father that tired of me that he wants to get rid of me this fast. Well I'll have to ask him that question.
Aisha's phone biped indicating a massage the same time as mine.
I took my phone and checked. The message was sent from an unknown number. I checked it and it read.
The knot has been tied. You are now officially mine. Congrats Mrs Salim Hussein ** Unknown
A smile appeared on my face immediately after reading the text.
"OMG!" Aisha said after reading what ever massage it was.
"What?" Thume asked taking a pip at Aisha's phone.
"Wow my partner in crime a Mrs. Should I cry or be happy?" She asked no one in particular. And that did it. The tears that have been dreading to fall started falling like a water fall.
I cried like a child denied of his mother, like a helpless human being. My friends and cousins tried their best to calm me down but all their efforts went down to the drain.
"Amal? " Ya Ameenah called more like asked.
"Oh Allah! Why are you crying? " she asked pulling me into a heart warming hug.
"Shhhsh, it's OK" she said pulling out. She wipe my tears with her tomb her eyes turning glossy too.
"You know she won't be happy to see you cry right? " she asked referring to our mother and I nodded finally getting hold of my sobs.
"Then why are you crying? I don't see anything to cry about because if Ammi were to be here she would have been happy seeing you comply to Abbah's order even though you didn't want to. She would have been happy cause you know what? You made her husband happy and that is her happiness too. So now stop crying and let the makeup artist retouch your face your husband is waiting down stairs. Be fast" she said before living.
I did as she said before calling Thume and Aisha to escort me out.
We walked down the stairs and out of my side meeting people I've never met in my life before congratulating me. We went out and to the guest parlor where we met Salim and his friends.
With a Salaam we entered the parlor and Aisha sat me down on a chair before moving to her husband's side.
"Ah'ah Amarya sai kamshi kike tayi" Ayman said making everyone laugh.
"You're making them uncomfortable let's live them alone" Muhammad said raising up Aisha with him. "And you" he pointed at Salim. "Don't do anything stupid even though I did during my time" he said making my face turn red and Aisha swatting him in the back of his head.
"Oww! Now what did I do babe?" He asked looking at her but she just pulled him with her and they headed out.
"Turn down your expectations where not gonna be anyway lovey-dovey like them. Remember this marriage is just an arranged marriage" I heard Salim say making me look at him in disbelief. So he was just trying to trick me into marriage all this times he has been nice, wow this world is full of monsters.
"I know" I replied in a simple voice.
"But we can be friends" He said bringing his hand forward for a hand shake.
"Friends?" I asked shaking his hand.
"Friend" He confirmed
"Lets go" he said holding out his hand to me.
"That was faster than I thought, lover boy" Ayman said.
"Awwn see they are already holding hands" Aisha said making me blush.
We saw them off and went back to my room.
Well today wasn't as bad as I thought.
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Woo! I don't even know where to start but let me just start with something else probably not Salim.
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About the Amal's wedding pics maybe later after the wedding there would be a chapter only for the pics.
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Amal
SpiritualA 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...
