Salma's Nikahh

chapter 4

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After such, I slept off on the prayer mat.

I woke up at 10 am.

I stood up and sat on my bed. I looked around the room. "I'll miss here". I cried.

"Hello, Finey." Ilham came in with Hadiza.

I smiled.

"Mrs. Mubarak".Hadiza said.

"You are just waking up". I guess. She sat beside me.

"Yes." I smiled.

"Baby . Cheer up you are now a woman". Hadiza.

"No. She isn't. Tomorrow morning we will say she is". Ilham teased.

"Stop it! You are naughty". I frowned.

"Get up and shower". Hadiza said.
Hajiya came in with a lady.

The makeup artist is here. Get in and shower. She ordered.

I was done bathing.

I applied cream and wore a little dress.

When they are done with the makeup. Help her dress. Hajiya looked at Hadiza. She left.

We spent hours on my makeup. Hadiza and Ilham helped me dress up.  We took lots of selfies together.

Mubarak pov.

"Sister Mabruka. I told you I won't go to that house". I continued with my work on the laptop.

"You have to go with your friends and the photographer is waiting for you downstairs."  A lady in her mid 30's spoke.

"They can go if they want to but as for me. I'm not interested".

"No. Please don't let me down. Do this for me. "She pleaded.

"Okay. Have heard you. Give me 30 minutes I'll be downstairs".

"Thank you, lil bro".  She kissed my chin.

Salma's pov.

The groom and his friends arrived.

We were called to snap.

He isn't even looking at me and he isn't smiling either.

"Amarya". His friend called me.

"My name is Asim . I am your husband's best friend".

"I am Salma." I smiled.

"It's nice meeting you."

"Thank you".

The photo sessions were over and they all left. I finally had time to eat. I made sure I had cleaned the makeup on my face then prayed Asr.

I was feeling  headache so I slept off.

Sister Aisha woke me up after magrib.

"Ke wake up". She tapped me.

"Let me sleep". In a sleepy tune.

"Come and pray." It's time for Magrib.

"Is it margib?" I opened my eyes.

"Yes". She answered.

I went to the bathroom and performed ablution, came back then prayed.

You will be leaving immediately after Isha.

I started crying.

"It's okay ". She hugged me.

"Am I leaving?

"No". She cried too.

"How I wish it can be postponed.
You have to accept destiny". She hugged me tighter as we cried and cried and cried before she left.

Khadijah came in and we had another session of tears.

After Isha, I was driven to Mubarak's house.

The cruel malam didn't allow any escort.  I was alone with Aunty Bilki. It was heartbroken.

I was taken to a bedroom.
Some nasiha's was done then she was driven back home.

The next chapter begins ..... Salma's new life.

Stay tuned. Love you all.