"What's your name?" Came his voice
"It's Islam" she said carefully.
Why would her voice betray her? That wasn't suppose to sound so anxious, but it did.
"Kidding. It must be ruiner!" He spatted and left, leaving her standing.
***
As he's the defi...
Islam was trying to pick a veil she would wore. Yesterday Aunt Saudah sent her Louis Vuitton traveling bags full of veils.
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So she and Husna spent the whole night arranging them in their walk in closet.
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Finally she grabbed a milk hijab, changed in to her clothes of the day, and put on her sneakers that were from Gucci. She loved her shoes.
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She did her makeup before spreading her voce viva valentino perfume, plus finished the look with an eyewear from Versace, which is an over-sized cat eye sunglasses that she thought didn't fit well, so she resorted to trying more eye wears, she tried on her prada colossal cat eye sunglasses and broke it in process , Armani brow bar horned rimmed sunglasses, an aviator shaped Michael kors sunglasses, Geometric shaped Versace sunglasses, and unfortunately none of them fit the dress according to her taste, until she tried a small oval metal frame sunglasses she got from Burberry which fit perfectly and she finished the look with it.
By the time she came out of the walk in closet, Husna was still asleep. So she went downstairs to have breakfast. Only Juhaif was around, the rest of the household must be sleeping she guess. Course, his whole attention was on his phone.
"Where's everyone?" She asked. He looked up at her, acted like he would say something before putting back his attention to his phone.
