Together

Prologue

Ever since i had turned 12 my Mum had started bringing up marriage in almost every conversation i had with her, but as i got older it got worse like she would ask me to wash the dishes and i would say 5 minutes and she would respond by saying 'i feel bad for your future husband' or 'i don't know how your husband is going to cope with you'.

When i went to school i would see all these Muslim kids dating  and then dumping each other and going to another person, i always thought why date when it doesn't last and what was the point of it. At one point i did think about dating but then my morals would kick in and tell me it's wrong and that's not what i was taught and what would my parents think if they found out.

In collage i just stopped thinking about marriage and concentrated on my study's. Even my Mum stopped with all her endless teasing, but then after collage i just didn't know what i wanted to do so i decided to sit at home and watch Netflix all day. I think my Mum became quite frustrated that i was doing nothing with my life unlike my younger sister Aysha who was training to become a lawyer as it was my Fathers wish to see one of his kids become one. My parents also had similar dreams for me but i just didn't understand the obsession brown people had with making there children become doctors or lawyers.

One day i was just going up to my mum's room to inform her that i was going to the Mosque when i heard the voices of her friends coming from her room. My mum was a very social person and had made a lot of friends with all our neighbors, and trust me that was very hard to do when you live in a place like London were most people judge you for who you are. I leaned in and pressed my ear to the door when i heard my best friend Zaynab's name being mentioned.

' Forget about Zaynab she is still studying ' i heard her mum mention.

'let's think about Aayat all she does is sit in front of the TV all day and watch those weird shows about blood sucking creatures'. one of my mum's other friends Anisah mentioned.

Think about what?, and these women don't understand my lovely shows  and that those ' blood sucking creatures ' are actually really good looking vampires.

I cupped my hand around my ear to listen in to the conversation more when i heard my mum ask her best friend.

' That's actually not a bad idea, what do you think Ruqayah? '

' I love it, i'll speak to Mohammad about it as soon as i get home '

I finally decided to lean away from the door and knock. All the chatter from the other end of the room suddenly stopped, and i heard my mum say come in.  As i walked in all of my mum's friends stared at me like they knew something i didn't. I informed my mum where i was going and then walked out. On the way to the mosque i thought about the idea my mum and her friends were talking about that had to do with me.  As i reached the mosque i brushed it off and concentrated on praying.

A few weeks later

I stared ahead at the people who had come to my Walima who were smiling so hard it looked like it was there wedding day instead of mine. I slightly turned my head towards the boy sorry man sitting next to me, never did i ever think i would marry my mum's best friends son. Even though i had never seen him i heard his mum talk about him a couple of times. 

 Raees slightly turned to look at me when he caught me staring at him. He furrowed his eyebrows and clenched his jaw and Mashallah he had a sharp jawline but then he abruptly turned away from me facing the crowd of people again. From the look on Raees face he wasn't too happy about marrying me.

And that's how the beginning of my crazy life started....

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