Married At Nineteen

Chapter Eleven

I found myself waking up earlier than Chris. Finally the day is here, Chris convocation is here!

Few minutes after I woke up, Chris' mum knocked on our door.

"Please open up " shouted his mom

Chris didn't waste time in responding to her voice. He quickly threw his pillow on the bed and the blanket too.

"Coming, mum! " he shouted as we exchanged glances.

Everyone was rushed to do things speedily so we can get dressed and prepare to leave fast.

Mother opened the room door when Chris wasn't in, bringing in a woman when I was only in my underwear.

Chris left for me to dress but his mum just embarrassed me by letting a stranger see me in my undies.

"Don't feel shy. Am sorry we bounced in unannounced. This lady you see here will be in charge of your dress up and makeover to bring out the lady in you." she smiled

"But I can dress myself " I said while covering myself with a towel.

"No no no sweetie, occasions like this need to be taken seriously " she said.

She turned to the door, "I'll be back. Make sure you dress her right " she said then winked at me before closing the door.

"Now let's get dressed " the slender looking lady spoke to me as she picked up the gown she brought with her from the bed.

"My name is Karry and I'm 42, actually married."

She looks her age though but she really looks fit.

"I'm a professional make up artist and also a fashion designer and I've dressed Chris for a long time now. I'm pleased that I'm dressing his wife as well." she said while helping me get dressed.

"No need to introduce yourself because mother already did " she said as she made sure the clothe fitted me properly.

I liked the material, the color and the design. Everything about it was just so beautiful.

It reached a little above my knees and it is a little wide flare starting from the waist.

It is a sleeveless gown actually but the neck isn't wide or small, just moderate. The gown is just perfect.

She stood back,
"Perfect! " she exclaimed, looking intently at the gown.

"Our Chris is such a lucky young man. You are a perfectly gorgeous lady by your looks and figure " she commended. "I bet many men out there will be jealous of Chris."

I didn't know what to reply. Jealous of Chris or mocking him.

"Sit here, it's time for our makeover." she said as she pulled out a seat for me in front of the mirror.

She made my hair that I fixed yesterday into a beautiful style. I can't really describe it but it was kind of a bit loosely packed.

Two thin braids were made on each side of my hair, leaving few tendrils down the back of my head and my temples.

It marvels me how people can be so creative, not on paper but in fashion. I was looking classy.

After the makeover was done, I couldn't recognize my face, I was looking different, like a more matured person.

"I like it! " I exclaimed

"Of course you'll like it. I made it in such a way that your natural looks are still intact, just a touch " she said