Chapter 3

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Zakkiyah Pov

One week has passed. I feel ashamed to tell my best friends that I will get married in one week. Thinking about this again make me ill.

I can't ignore them I will have to tell them. I send them a message announcing them about my wedding in 1 week. I sent this on our group chat Aisha was so excited she began to send lots of hearts. Khadijah & Assiyah joined her , I asked myself what have I done to have friend like this.

I was accustomed to their way. I forgot about my worries. I was the last in the band. They were childhood best friends. But they accept me as I was. When I joined this school I was feeling lonely. They were the only persons which help me throughout my down days.

They were teasing me. Khadijah was making fun telling that she will not be able to be here , Aisha was saying that she wants to go shopping before I got married. Assiyah was telling me that she wants to become aunty, which make me froze then I became red. Then everyone of them started putting some hahaha.

When I think of this my heart ache , because I don't even know the guy. When they came at my place I did not bother to look at him because their was many eyes on me and I am not so interested in these. I was uncomfortable.

Aisha was teasing me telling me that I have to say something. I was angry because I was not interested to talk about this I did this because it my duty to inform them. Then I realized that they don't know about the issues so it's in vain if I am feeling angry against them.

I think about how special they are to me. Always here for me. I think that I am behaving selfish towards them. Finally I told them that I will try my best with them becoming aunty.

They all were happy.

"Woooo.'' Aisha said.

''I want you to repeat the last sentence, I didn't hear you.'' Khadijah shouting. Making me feel ashamed. She was really a drama queen.

''Cool.'' Assiyah said. I remembered that it was her who started with this.

''I will see when it's your turn.'' I informed her. She chuckled.

''My Lord, bless me with friends who remember my name in their prayers without me knowing.'' We all said. We liked doing this when we were about to end our call.

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