The awaited continuation from Simply a figment of my imagination
Ashley @ Ayshah
I looked into the mirror. I look alright, I guess
"Ashley, are you ready? All the guests have arrived."
"Yeah, come in, mum. I need you to have a look at me."
Mum came in, slowly opening the door as she did. She smiled.
"Oh dear, you look amazing, honey."
Mum hugged me so tight, almost felt like she was trying to squeeze the air out of me. I hugged back and when we were parted, I smiled. Mum teared up. I felt like tearing up myself but I couldn't cause I'm afraid I might smudge my make up.
I walked out of my room, with my right hand in my mum's.
I saw him. He was sitting in front of the imaam. It's really happening, it is.
***
D-trix
I saw her coming out from her room, all fixed up and she was as beautiful and as mesmerizing as always. I am stunned by her beauty, but I have to focus. I have to.
It will be over soon. Soon enough.
***
"Hey."
She smiled. She looked so happy. She wanted to say something but that's when Yusuf called her.
Yusuf, her newly wed husband.
***
"So, how's life?"
"Great, I guess. Congratulations by the way. She's a keeper."
Yusuf smiled.
"Thanks for bringing us together. I wouldn't have met her if it wasn't for you."
I smiled back. The adhan resonated in the air. It's time for Maghrib.
- The End -
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