I am Madiha ✔

Epilogue

"Days, months, years,
Centuries, a millennia,
Time has no meaning if I have you beside me."

~Anonymous

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1 and a half year later...

"Aaah! Kya! Kar kyaa rahin hain aap!" Zeeniya pulled at the veil on her head and stood up with
a yell.

The woman at the receiving end of her tantrum fisted her hands and pinned the girl with a withering glare trying hard to control herself.

"Madam aap itna hil rahin hain toh iss wajah se mujh se set nhi ho raha... please araam se--"

"Choreyn yaar! Iss se achaa naa khud tyaar ho jati main!" Zeeniya waved her excuse away with the back of her hand and tried swivelling around to face the mirror but wobbled under the weight of the heavily embroided dress and the high heels.

Irha who was busy filming her on her phone startled as Zeeniya let out a strangled scream and threw the tissue box on the counter aiming for Irha's head.

Thankfully it was light cardboard.. heh.

"Ullu ki--" Irha stood up rubbing her forehead and lowered her phone.

The women in the parlour regarded them; especially the screaming bride that was sprouting less than decent words while kicking at her dress's hem, with a nasty eye roll.

"Zee! Oye! Kya ho gaya hai yaar!" Irha raised her hands trying to pacify Zeeniya who was losing control, simultaneously holding her smile back.

Zeeniya fumed and whiped her head sending Irha a livid look, "Kya matlab 'kyaa ho gayaa hai'? Tum yahan help karne ayi thi yaa TikToks bana ne??"

"ermm.. Ab dulhan itni entertaining hogi toh--" Irha sealed her lips as Zeeniya's eyes narrowed and then shook her head fast, "Nhi..nhi.. mera matlb thaa keh yaar I'm your bff naa? Toh main tumharey liye memories create kar rhi hun.. Baad main dekhnaa keh tum apne valime pe kya kar rhi thin parlour main.." Irha snickered and the beautician beside her scoffed.

"Ajj kal ki larkiyan..touba touba!"

Irha ignored her mumble and focused on her friend.

Who was ready to explode.. or maybe run from her wedding.

"Valime pe jaoun gi toh valima hogaa naa! Main nhi jaa rhi kahin!" Zeeniya said jerking her neck and threw down the heavy duppata on the chair ready to yank of the jewelry when Irha held her hands.

Ahh yes.. the latter.

"Aaa..areyy! Pagal'o! Kyaa kar rhi!" She screamed alarmed and Zeeniya yanked her hands out of her grip.

"Nhi jana mujhe kisi ke valime per! Or yeh sab jewelry wulery main nhi pehenti!!" She pulled back saying louder.

"Abey kisi kaa nhi hai! Tumhara apnaa valima hai jhali larki!"

"Woh bhi cancel kardo! Balkey Aunty ko bolo mehmanon ko khana khilaa den.. boleyn dulhan kahin behosh wehosh hogayi.. yaa aghwa ho gayi parlour se!"