In the dazzling world of glitzy weddings and sparkling lehnga cholis, Hayah, a dedicated doctor, finds herself in the most unexpected of predicaments. She's reunited with Saleh, the charming but infuriating heir to a billion-dollar tech empire. Thei...
Last night was extremely eventful to say at the very least. I had stayed over at Fatima's place, her in-laws and Saleh left late at night and we had a lot of things to discuss and talk about anyway. Her in laws just discussed the final details, like how the nikkah was at the end of the month and how the rukhsati would only be held after Fatima received her visa, which was going to be around 6 months. The rukhsati and walima events were going to take place in Ali bhai's ancestral hometown, Hunza
Thankfully, when we had placed an order at Aylaar, I had urged for Fatima to place an order for the rukhsati dress as well, because it didn't hurt to have it beforehand. I know it was really early, but she needed to have everything ready, so that she has at least that checked off her checklist. However, this meant that she still needed to shop for her walima dress.
Another major chunk of last night was her finding out that the person who I had been fangirling on, was no one other than Saleh Rehman. She had a field day and she kept on teasing me, but I decided to ignore her antics, even though I knew that I was blushing and I was all red.
Today, was a Sunday and we both had woken up early, we prayed Fajr together and I excused myself and drove back home. Sundays are strictly family days, we spend time with each other, except for when I was on call in the hospital. I walked into the house to see my mom praying Fajr in the living room, so I waited for her until she was done and laid my head in her lap whilst she did dhikr and dua'a.
She kept running her fingers through my hair which led me to fall asleep again in my mom's lap. God I missed her and I missed this. I could feel her recite something and blow it all over me and it felt like peace after days of chaos. She then, nudged me to get up and go to bed because she couldn't have my head in her lap for long without her knees hurting.
I retired myself to my room for a mini nap and I woke up a few hours later at 8am. I could feel the commotion in the house, I got up showered and got dressed and went downstairs to find delicious Halwa Puri, which was a Sunday staple in the house.
We talked about the random-est things, it was after months that I had an entire day to spend with my family. After breakfast, we decided to watch a movie, which later turned into movies. It felt so relaxing and unwinding. I needed this family time so bad.
In the evening, my dad had to go on his walk with his walking group so it was just mama and I in the house. I made us a cup of chai and went and sat with her,
"Aur batao jaan, kya chal raha hai?", my mom asked
"kuch nahin mama bas Fatima ka nikkah ki tayarian", I said sipping my tea
"Haan, tum tou bilkul ghark hou rahi hou uski shaadi ki tayaarion main", my mom said
"Jee mama, she's just like a sister to me, I just want everything to go by smoothly", I said
"In'sha'Allah", said my mom whilst sipping her chai
"What are your plans on settling down?", my mom asked after a minute of silence
"What do you mean mama?", I asked lowering my head and hiding my face. This was the last thing, I would've expected my mom to ask me today
"Beta aap ab MashaAllah bari hou gayi hou, you're almost 23, don't you think you should settle down?", she said
"I don't know mama, I'm confused if I want to get married or study further", I replied trying to play it diplomatic
"Haan tou, they don't have a problem with you studying further after your shaadi", my mom said
"Hold on, who's this they?", I asked mama
"No one you should know about right now", she said smiling coyly sipping her tea
"What do you mean, mama?", I looked back at her with raised eyebrows
"You'll know when the right time comes", she said and then said, "acha I'm going to go pray" and she escaped before I could ask her more questions
The next day
I felt some shuffling around my room, I groaned lightly having a slight idea as to who it was, I ran my hand around my bed looking for my phone and saw it was 10am. Annoyed at the person waking me up this early, I reached out for my glasses and sat up in bed,
"Oh shoot, I'm sorry, I didn't want to wake you up, zyada shor tou nahin tha?", she said
"No you didn't, waisay bhi, it's late, I should've woken up by now", I said in a sleepy voice
"Acha, I took the liberty of picking out your outfit for the day, we're going shopping", she said excitedly
"Shopping? But we already shopped for all of your clothes no?", I said
"Hmm we did, lekin we haven't gotten my walima dress and unke kapray nahin liye abhi tak nikkah kay", she replied blushing
"Ohooo kin ke", I said wiggling my eyebrows, which was responded with a pillow thrown to my face and Fatima running downstairs.
Stretching out of bed, I brushed my hair and then went to take a hot bath, it was that time of the month for me as well, so it was going to be an exhaustive day because it will be accompanied with the one thing I loathe the most; cramps. After taking a bath, I wore the clothes that Fatima selected for me, and not gonna lie, she knows my taste now because this was definitely something I'd wear.
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(A/N: my obsession with chikankari white kurtas is never ending)
This has never happened before, but along with the cramps, I was accompanied with this feeling of my heart sinking and as if I was nervous about something. The last time I felt like this was when I was giving my first year exams in MBBS. Giving myself a mini pep talk and shrugging off that feeling, I walked downstairs to start this day.
