Life with Love✓

Chapter 6

Hauwa's POV

"Keh,"Umma bursted into my room. "Ki tashi, stand up," she pulled the duvet from my body. "It is 7:09 am and it's your wedding day or do you expect Yaseer to come and marry you here?"
I immediately sat up while rubbing my eyes and staring at my alarm clock.
"Stand up and go and bath."she pulled me by the hand and pushed me lightly to the bathroom door.
As I locked the door, I heard Umma say "and wash your pits well, he wouldn't want to die on his first night."
I just hissed silently and started to fetch my water into the bucket.

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After I had finished scrubbing and rinsing, I came out of the bathroom, and as I took every step, water was dripping on the floor.
I sighted a beautifully sewn atampa fitted gown with off shoulder sleeves and pieces of lace sewn with the atampa, beside it was a black high heel that had flowers as its design.
I dried my body then moisturized my skin with Vaseline and pearls cream.
Sled on my underwear then my dress before setting off for Umma's room.
When I entered, Umma pulled me to sit on a chair. "Ba lokachi, no time."
She told the makeup artist what to do.
Makeup wasn't my thing, but still Umma made me do it.
I was sitting on a chair.... With a person running brushes all over my face.... for THREE HOURS... three good essential hours.
After the makeup artist was done painting my face, the hair stylish also started her own part.
Pulling my lovely curly fulani hair here and there, spraying unknown hair sprays, using curler, hot comb and other styling tools.
After my hair was done, I thought I was done, but no I wasn't, Umma called a lady to do my dankuali(headscarf).
The lady tied and tied and tied, but it came out gorgeous.
I was all done and ready.
Umma had dressed up, baba was on a business trip, so he couldn't attend the wedding, Safiya was dressed in the same material as Umma, but a different style.
It was as if it was Safiya that was getting married, coz she was all packaged.
Ya Amir was dressed up in a kaftan and cap, making his handsomeness become more revealed.
"Are we good to go?"Umma asked as she zipped up the bag where my other wedding clothes were kept.
She tapped few things on her phone, then we went out.
A newly bought,decorated Camry was packed in front of the house.
We got into it, and the driver drove to the venue.

Yaseer's POV

I walked out of my house with my bodyguards trailing behind me.
It was my wedding day, I wasn't actually happy, nor was I sad, I just felt neutral.
I got into my G-wagon, then my driver took me to the event venue.
My mum and dad were in another car which was behind me.
Did I really love this Hauwa girl?
I just shrugged the question and resume to business on my phone.
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Hauwa's POV

As we walked to the dressing section privately for me, I started sweating.
I had a wierd feeling in my gut and my throat....
This happens when I am really nervous and anxious.
"Why are you sweating like this?"Umma asked.
I just shook my head like I was dumb or something.
"You're ruining your makeup!"she said in frustration. "You need to do another makeup now." She faced the makeup artist.
I had my annoyed face on, but Umma just ignored it.
"Get started." She instructed while pulling out one of my wedding dresses.
It looked really heavy.
"Holy crap." I muttered silently.
When the makeup artist was done, then I changed my clothes.
For the first time in my teen life, I had to take off my clothes and get dressed in front of Umma.
"Perfecto."Umma gestured after tieing my headscarf while stepping back.
I looked into a full length mirror, it wasn't that bad, but it was like I gained a whole 34kg.
We did the final touches....
I wanted to spend my last hours of being single with Umma, Safiya and Samirah.
Samirah was my best friend, she was the friend anyone would ask or pray for.
As I danced around the room to the beats of 'Savage' by Megan the stallion with Safiya, the door open wide and in walked.....
Samirah.
"Mimi.."I ran to hug her and she did the same.
"Main bishh, I can't believe you are getting married."a tear was threatening to fall from her eyes.
"Don't cry Mimi, you could come and visit me ai."I consoled, even though I knew I was also about to cry.
Samirah went to greet Umma, then Safiya, Umma, Samirah and I began dancing to 'Nobody' by DJ Neptune and co.
I wanted that moment to be the most memorable moments of my life.
Once we heard the bride being called from the speaker, Umma, Safiya, Samirah, the bridesmaid and I went to the main event hall.
I couldn't believe I was getting married....
I felt like just breaking down as we walked to the stage and just burst into tears.
I was going to miss Samirah and Safiya even though Safiya was a nuisance, I still loved her so dearly.
I wish I could go back in time and use my precious time judiciously....
Had I known this was what life had in store for me. Had I used my time wisely.
I just prayed to Allah that the marriage was going to be a success, I didn't want to get into a marriage that didn't worth it.
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