A Muslim's Interracial LoveStory

Chapter 3-Wedding party

|Farhat|

Today is the big day oh my god words can't explain how excited I am. I have a good feeling that tonight is all gonna be screaming fun fun and more fun.

"Beautiful, ma shaa Allah you got stunning written all over you habibti." Asmara is doing some touchup on ifrahs face and let's just say she looks beyond beyond beautiful.

"Thank you, see Asmara I don't need blush because you already made me blush like always, you need to stop that. Ifrah says while smiling at her.

"Girl bye and, I enjoy making you blush its very cute to see, theirs never a day I missed whithout seeing you blush." We all start laughing at that I agree with her anybody could make Ifrah blush weather it be a stranger or not I guess its her thing.

"Wow I love the finished look, thanks Asmara you are truely talented when it comes to drawing on people's face.

"No problem boo and thank you."

"Wow beautiful, I love the way you you made her eye shadow a gold glittery smokey eye And that red lipstick is on point. Complments Nassra. I must admit Asmara did very good, she loves makeup and painting people faces, but she doesn't wear makeup outisde they only thing she wear's on her face is eyeliner and a smile.

"Thanks, its actually my first first time doing a bridal makeup. Asmara adds while pinning Nassras hair.

We have one hour left until the wedding, almost everyone is ready except for me. I excuse myself out of the living room and make my way upstairs to my bathroom.

After finshing up my business, I go over to my closet and pull out, a long silk royal blue dress that had sparkles in the chest and mid waist area. I love this dress because it covers up all the necessary parts. After dressing myself up I walk over to my makeup mirror and apply on some foundation, eyeliner, and nude lipstick. I like keeping my makeup light and neutral. Than to finish up my look I wear some five inch heels, I need them since I'm mad short.

I stop half way before opening my door to leave because I feel like I'm forgetting something. Uhh yeah of course I can't leave without my camera. I have a thing for photography and I absolutely love taking picture's.

After grabbing my baby I head to the living room. Everyone is done getting ready and I must say ma shaa Allah they looked beautiful.

" oooo is that Farhat, because you look fine written all over you."

Awwah thanks Nassra and you look mad gorgeous yourself.

" you look like a model yussra adds."

" girl please and ma Shaa Allah, you look beautiful and your dress is on point. She mummers a quick thank you.

" wow ma shaa Allah Farhat, if only your future husband was here to see you in that dress, I bet he won't take his eyes off of you for one second, Asmara winks at me. I can't help but blush. But in shaa Allah one day we will meet.

Ifrah is wearing a dress that has our tradtional strips but its sewed like a normal gown its nice with the beautiful colorful strips. So I have been told she is changing three times once she gets to the  wedding hall.

"Ifrah can we go outside to the backyard so I could take some quick Snap's of you?" I ask her while turning on my camara.

"Of course, hold on let me put on my heels." After she's done putting on her shoes I lead our way to the back yard.

"Go stand over there by the flowers, I think it will make your outfit pop out." She adjusts her dress before posing.

"Good, now turn to the left and kinda tilt your head a little to the side."