We've been preparing for Zahra's wedding for months now. Ever since her wedding date had been set. She had been doing everything in her power to make her wedding everything she had ever wanted. And of course she got the support of everyone of us. We helped her in any way we could.
Few weeks ago, Zahra, Nabila and i travelled to Sudan, from Sudan to Saudi before returning to Nigeria.
I travelled right after i returned from my baecation with khalifa. I had to leave for a week. I missed my children like i was going to die. After we returned from Santorini , i only spent a week with them before leaving for sudan again. March was exhausting as one can imagine.
Zahra had her kamu ceremony last Friday and of course it was fun. Blue Marquee planned her event and trust that it would be extraordinary.
So Today is the Wushe Wushe. The wushe wushe is a ceremony done on the eve of the wedding Fathia. Its just like welcoming the groom into the family. The wushe wushe would be done in the house.
We are presently in my Mami's house. We arrived this morning. Everyone was getting ready. We have the hair dressers, the henna designers currently doing their work. The house is filled with all of Khalifa's family, his cousins,sisters, aunts. The elderly women were in another quater of the house doing their things while the we stayed in another quater.
Summaiyah has been vlogging since the beginning of the ceremony with the intention of posting it on her YouTube channel. The hairdresser was braiding my hair. I drew my henna already. Zarah was getting her henna drawn also. Summaiyah brought the camera to our faces capturing everything that was going on. I finished my hair in no time.
"Where's mama?" I asked. Imran was fast asleep already. Nabilah carried Iman when she was leaving but returned alone.
"Mami asked that she stayed with her. " i mouthed ok. Mami and Iman are best pals. She claims Iman looks so much like khalifa when he was her age. She says the twins reminds her of when Khalifa was still young.. we could hear as the local musicians were playing their songs. They came here earlier and we danced, they later moved to Mami's quater.
After we were done with our hair amd henna, it was time to start getting dressed for the party. The twins were in the children play room. Mami has a playroom for all her grandchildren incase they come visiting. All the children would stay there while the adult attend the wushe wushe. I took a quick shower before getting my makeup done. About four different makeup artist were hired. And each one of them came with an assistance or two. We finished our make up in no time. It was time to get the bride dress also. We helped her in getting ready. She wore a white blouse with a wrapper and cover her upper part with another white wrapper.
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