MARRIEDLY UNMARRIED

Him.🌺

Zamzams Pov.

In our family we usually wakeup and pray together, except for the guys, they go to mosque together and later we all meet at the terrace.

Same happened today except for I, I am in my periods, so slept for 10 minutes more. Later I wokeup and took a shower.

"Asaalaam aleikum", I greet them as they are all present but busy.

"What's going on?", I ask Humaiza. "

"Your wedding preparation duuh!", And she left.

Ya, I forgot about it.

I went to get tea, Coffee and Snacks and place them in the middle of them.

"Ok everyone stop and eat then continue",

They spare me a glance for once and ignore me.

"How are you?",

Mom and Nonni sit beside me while patting my head.

"Alhamdulillah, i should be asking you this", I say as they smile.

"Alhamdulillah, comeon",

They pull me with them as i follow.

It's all good since they are occupied with their plannings.

It's late in the afternoon as i descend down the stairs towards the living room.

"I let her get married and now he wants to decide everything no!",

Mom shouts again as i furrow my brows.

"Maa what's wrong?", I ask Mom as she's burning with rage.

"You decided to do this without our permission now look, Everyone's questioning us!" Mom shouts at me too.

Dad tries to explain Mom but they ended up arguing.

"Stop it! i didn't want this to happen , all i asked for is support not fighting and blaming one another!", I shout as they all turn at me.

"If you are not happy then i get it, but don't fight cause of me", And I storm away taking my car.

I went to 7 Star hotel, not much crowded and a better place to be alone as my eyes move to a guy, no a a handsome guy.

do such faces really exist? , MashaAllah.

Or I was the one living under the rocks.

But then i rolled my eyes after knowing he won't help me in anything.

"Excuse me Kid".

Kid!.

I turn to see who called me a Kid and.. it's a waiter.

"Yes, and I am not a kid", I said abit rudely.

I'm 17 duhh!!

"I am sorry Ma'am",

He looks terrified as he apologises so did i.