AREEZAH✔️

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A normal bride should be decked up by now.

But news flash, I'm not a normal bride. I'm more like an introverted, timid, weak and helpless bride who wants to look past her own troubles to make others happy.

I said this not because I was not happy with what I am doing, infact I feel proud for the first time in my life for actually doing something for others.

Today is the wedding nikkah and I had requested that I don't want any function apart from it, I scratched the idea of other events like dinner, henna party etc. But my friends were not happy about that.

That's why they've been literally threatening my life just to dress like a 'bride'. There is no need for anyone to be happy about this wedding, it's an arranged and contract based marriage but done on a legal terms of two years unless the couples decides to be together after those two years.

But I cant say this to anyone. Because I have to make them all assume that I'm happy.

"Ree, I swear to God I'm going to kill Jameel if you don't wear this dress!" Of course it has to be Hannan, she was already decked up in her beautiful white gown. We agreed to do everything together since we are getting married on the same day. I pondered on her words, it'd do me good if she kills Jameel for me.

"You can go kill him, IDC," I had said realising after that I slipped. "I mean, he's your brother so I don't care about your words because I know you don't mean it." I cringed at how bad the lie sounded but thank God none of them noticed.

"Areezah," Christy began, I know she's going to give me an earful with the amount of pressure she used in calling my name. "This is one time something, it'd only happen once in your life. Why are you refusing to get decked up? Tell me, is there something going on? What would outsiders say if they see you in normal hijaab gown? Oh wait, is it something pertaining to Jameel?"

I give credit to Christiana for being so sensitive and sharp. But with the kind of person I am, she can never break my facade.

"Okay let me tell you guys, actually Jameel doesn't like too much makeup and I don't want him to see me ugly especially on this day you grab?"

I realise that I have been lying all this while. Ya Allah forgive me for this, it's needed. I don't even know Jameel's favourite food or colour and here I am saying that he doesn't like makeup. Lmao.

"Awwwn, cute things. In just a short span of time they know about each other!" Ilkimah gushes, she and her twin smiled at each other then winked at me. If only they knew...

Christy breathed out a sigh of relief, "Thank God I thought it was something else." I gave her a smile, a fake one at that.

"So?" Hannan pressed and I nodded before Christy did her job of doing makeup.

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I looked at myself in the mirror and I saw a different person. I couldn't believe it was me standing before me, The makeup wasn't too much but I feel like a totally different person since I rarely put on makeup. My friends were gushing all this while saying that Jameel will drool if he sees me. I laughed inwardly at that.

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Moments later, I had received a call from Jameel informing me that I'm now officially Mrs Jameel. It sounds crazy even to think about it, I mean Jameel phoning me just like a normal groom would to tell me that I'm now his wife. He only did that just so he could taunt me. There were several meaning to his words, not only was he happy about me finally being in the same house with him but having his pawn right at his front.

I was so done with all the particular activity going on. Getting married is a whole lot of stress on its own, not to talk of bidding goodbyes to family members and relatives. It is like a tradition in our land.