Makeup,Hijabs and Love

The Baby on the phone.

Heyyo People,

I'm sorry for updating this chap super late but hey! I have a life to! Which I am super busy with.Anyway you people rock xx :D

Also this chapter is dedicated to an awesome girl who made the amazing cover!

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hugs,

Atika x

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Hibah's POV

I hate him, I hate Ahmed.I cannot believe i'm getting married to my best friend.Honestly imagine that? Marrying a guy who you've known technically all your life!

God His looks can completely change your mind about him.His chocolate brown hair is always messy and you always itch to touch it.His big muscular arms are so cuddly when he hugs me.I do like Ahmed it's just that ... I find it very awkward... me and ahmed? Never.

Woah ... now 'm just being supper mean to my ahmedy !

Eww... that was so lovey dovey.

Now eversince that sick puppy love day when Ahmed literally started drooling all over me about his love feelings, My family have been teasing me everyday and it makes me sick.Constantly I come home from work and the first thing Safah says is

"Hows Ahmed? Don't kiss him okay thats haraam!".

It drives me nuts.Then whenever he comes round for dinner he sits right opposite me and he dozes off into my eyes like the rest of the world has stopped and i'm the only thing he concentrates on.Then he always kicks me underneath the table and passes me food and then tucks me in my chair... I could go on forEVER. It is so annoying!!

But on the otherside he is sweet.You don't find many men in the world like Ahmed. I mean i'm seriously lucky.He has this really cute smirk and an amazing smile that makes my freaking heart flop in my rib cage and my cheeks always go hot.I never used to blush in front of Ahmed never.

But... Now that I have agreed to marry him, I should feel this way towards him right?

Afterall I'm going to have my kids with him.Eww.. stop thinking like this Hibah!

Safah wanted to show me something but she still hasn't so I wonder what she is up to.

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I stepped into the kitchen and saw Ummi cooking on the stove.She can make such good foods!I could die for them. She is so good at making Naan breads and falafel , whereas i can't even make a simple omlete. The only things that I can cook are desserts (English) , Coffee and Toast. thats about it.I wrapped my arms around her slim waist and rested my chin on her shoulder.

"Ya habibi I will miss you"She whispered .

A tear was escaping her eyes.My heart broke into a million pieces whenever I saw Ummi crying or upset.

"Ummi Don't talk like that, I will always be close with you even after I am Married".

"I know Darling , it's just that I will miss your warm presence.From the day you were born you always put a smile on my face".

Oh Allah , I really need to look after my mum more she has done so much for me.Coping alone when Daddy died working and feeding us when there was noone else to.Changing our nappies as we were babies. I really need to respect her after all she has been through.

"Ya Ummi please don't cry it hurts to see you like this so weak and feeble".I said while caresing her tear stained cheek.

She had lost a lot of weight since my Dad died 6 months ago.It was scaring me.