Chapter 1 - Instihaar Khan

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Jahara

I had just put the finishing touches on the dress I had been working on for three weeks.

I really love it, its so beautiful

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I really love it, its so beautiful. My biggest inspiration was Instihaar Khan, she is also a fashion designer. For Muslim women, her works are so amazing. Whenever she comes out in public, she wear a niqab. I managed to crop this photo of the internet.

I never said I was a good photographer

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I never said I was a good photographer. Anyways, i love every thong about her, her favorite color is red. She has three siblings, and I also like them except one, Ammar Khan. He is some big shot millionaire and he let's all that money and fame go to his head, I don't think I've ever met someone with a head as big as his.

" Ya Jahi. Mom says it's time for breakfast. " yelled my younger sister, Amal. Breakfast, but I thought it was still 5. I shrugged it off, and just walked to the dining area.

Hi, my name is Jahara Imam Umar, I am a half cast, my mom is Shua Nigerian, and my dad is Saudi Arabian, and I, being the wonderful person I am, calls myself and the rest of my siblings, Shua Arabian. Mom says i'm a handful. Anyways, I just graduated from Fashion institute Dubai, 6 months ago. And I have making dresses every since.

My dad is the Ambassador to Nigeria from Saudi Arabia. So you can imagine how wealthy we are. I am nit a spoilt brat, I just enjoy putting people in their place, mom says i'm hot headed, Ya Sadeeq says i'm a feminist, while Amal says i'm stubborn. My mom was a lawyer, but she retired some years back.

" Assalamualaikum, Mama. Papa. Big heads " I said, settling into my seat. " wa'alaikum salaam, dear. How did you sleep? " asked my mom. " fine " I said taking a spoon out of my mom's special jollof rice. " well, you teoo me how it can be fine, because I know you've been up since Subhi prayer, finishing that dress. I know you love designing but if you fall sick, you'ld tell me whether it is the dress's that will come and take care of you. " complained my mom.

How do she know? I made sure I was really quiet. Cause I knew she would worry. I swear Nigerian moms are something else.

" um....... Jahara, did I tell you that your role model, Instihaar Khan has requested to see you. " said my dad.

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