"I-huh?" I gulp feeling awkward but wrap my arm around her lean figure to hug her "take care of ammi abbu when I am not here" she mumbles ever so quietly and I only nod at that, tears filling up my eyes when it finally hits me she is leaving me, leaving us for good.

"Please...take care and do not panic if things go wrong, I know you are grown up and you will be able to handle everything but please don't feel weak because even if I am not near you I will be in your heart" she sniffs and now I realise she is crying for real, damn this is so new to me.

"Zaina?" I gulp the lump forming on my throat "Are you dying?" with a gasp a punch falls on my stomach, which was gifted by my sister.

It's not my fault she was talking as if she is dying and leaving us "Sis I know it's gonna be 30 minutes ride to come here and meet us with your husband but that doesn't mean we are gonna forget you, if your woman irritates me I am gonna call you up not gonna think twice about disturbing your couple time" I wink at the girl in order to make her blush but she shakes her head and only chuckles.

Gosh she is so boring, can't she act like a shy bride by now at the mention of husband or marriage I would have drowned in the ocean of shyness. But this girl--

"Kinza stop chitchatting and come here I need your help" Ammi yells from the other side which only results in me rolling my eyes, someone said she can manage without me and there is no work "what will happen to your woman If I am not there" I shake my head but grin when my sister laughs at my sentence, I love her laugh and I will miss her so much but not gonna admit that, my sibling ego doesn't let me say those cheesy lines.

I stand up to help my Ammi who looks helpless without me. Not before patting Zaina's head lovingly like a old woman, I grin when she smacks my hand away, I love annoying her.

I hope everything goes well tomorrow.

I nervously lick my lips while admiring myself in the giant mirror, my hands are cold from nervousness, how much ever bold and stern I act infront of everyone I am still a human I get nervous too and it's my wedding today how is that even possible if I do not get nervous.

I am getting married to my father's best friends daughter Zaina Ahmad who I have met twice and I am quiet happy with this marriage cause she is just like me silent, quiet and who loves to study.

I hope everything works right in between us, a small unknown smile appears on my lips when the small box which I have carefully placed in the closet comes in view.

Ammi said we should gift our wife on the night of our marriage so I bought a beautiful necklace which is very simple and sweet it has a small butterfly pendant and thin string is attached to it. It captured my eyes in the first sight and I already imagined how it will look on her and I am sure it will be beautiful.

I nervously breathe out but close the closet and walk out only to find ammi standing near the bed looking ethereal in the ethnic wear.

She grins at the sight of me and walks forwards to wrap her arms around my waist to hug me which she has already done thrice since I woke up.

"Darling, I want you to promise me that you will keep your wife happy and will not let a tear drop from those pretty eyes" she looks up at me and I only nod, she doesn't even know how I am planning on making her my queen, she is gonna be my first in everything and I already saved my heart to fall for the only woman which My parents choose.

Arrange marriage is a traditional in my family but that doesn't mean love marriages are not allowed, love after arranging a marriage is also love marriage right, just like what I am feeling after the engagement and after the small date on the backyard I feel like she is made for me and I am gonna live the rest of my life with her by Allah's grace.

I don't think I will be able to say I love her in just two meeting but yeah I wrote her name in my heart and after nikkah its gonna be printed there.

"I promise ammi" I pass a small smile to the women who grins back, I am not a person who expresses feeling but my friend said we need to express feelings towards wife and just because of that I am reading books on how to express ourselves and how to show someone we love them, yeah I am taking classes on my own in my office just so my future wife do not feel unloved.

I am always named as a statue who does not know how to smile or laugh because I was not surrounded by people who can make me laugh heartedly, but that's not true, I want to laugh like others do, I want to enjoy some real company too but I did not get any real people who can make me smile with their actions and sweetness and not lame jokes. I was sent to boring yet strict boarding school when I was 10 and when I completed my high school I was sent to new York to complete my graduation in the best university and hostels are not as enjoyable as they show in series.

I am not a socialised person so the only thing I had was my books to keep me company not that in vacation when I come here to Jeddah Ammi didn't spoil me, she didn't miss a second to pamper me but that doesn't change the fact they made me feel abandoned when I was a kid by sending me to a boarding school.

After seeing my cold and introvert behaviour mamma cried and begged abbu to not do the same with Ryyaan my younger brother who is 22 now and I am 25.

My brother is just opposite to me he is a spoiled brat who loves to annoy and is loud as hell which I hate the most, I hate when people always talk and ramble, silence gives me peace and when people keeps on talking I feel like filling their mouth with bullets.

My Assistant always warns my clients to talk less and work more if they want to sign a deal with me which Is something I appreciate he does.

"Lets go, the bride is waiting for you" Mamma winks at me expecting a blush and a shy reply but me being an emotionless person I just nod and walk towards the door.

She mumbles something under her breath before following me.

"Okay okay!! I understand!!" I yell back a reply to what Ammi said before running down the stairs with my heavy lehenga.

I hold my breath when I see Abbu, but rush towards him before he again disappears from my sight "Abbu!! Wait stand right there!!" he obeys and quickly stops on his track and I catch my breathe, gosh I am tired, how much work will they give me?! I know I am brides sister but I need some rest too!!

"Abbu, listen carefully I am gonna say only once, first of all Ammi warned you to go change your clothes or else she will come and do that for you" he looks at me with wide eyes and me being the idiot only realizing now after repeating the same sentence that it did not sound appropriate. I ignore the blush creeping on my cheeks but continue before I forget.

"Ask your brother's son to take all the sweets from the kitchen and place them in the car carefully we are leaving in 20 minutes, and most importantly send someone or go buy a damn watch from your brother in law!" I glare at the old man as I ramble everything I remember, he nods to everything.

"Ah and lastly your daughter is ready go and check on her, complete all the emotional drama's before anybody comes, makeup artist took hours to set her face and they are leaving soon so before they leave just go and meet her" I grin at my Abbu whose eyes soften at the mention of her daughter.

When he mumbles an okay okay and leaves in hurry I yell so he remembers everything "Don't forget about the watch!! And change your dress too!!" he yells back an 'okay girl'.

So I walk towards the living room to wrap up my work.

Bridesmaids need to be be appreciated and honoured more than the bride. They are the most important people in the marriage, I am telling you.

When I hear voices near the door I look over my shoulder to find all my cousins walking in while laughing at there inner jokes and me being me I pick my lehenga up before rushing towards the stairs.

"Kinza!!" my freaking fate!! I gulp my saliva standing in the middle of the staircase arguing in my mind to whether ignore them or just reply to what they ask.

"Kinza?" The manly yet young voice again calls for me and a shiver runs down my spine just by hearing my name rolling through a guys tongue.

I chew my lips nervously but turn around to look at them "y-yes?" he gives me a smile before walking towards me, bro please don't come near, I feel like fainting.

"Uncle asked us to grab the sweets and place it in the car, can you help us in telling where it is?" help? And that too boys? Me? No way!! I am running for my dear life now at this instinct!!

"Yeah I yeah--you--there" Kinza you look like you just now came to the world and your parents are forcing you to spell mamma and Dada, speak properly girl!! Don't embarrass yourself!!

"I-In the kitchen on the right side of the living room and yeah I will help you Ammi called me so I'll go ask her what she wants and yeah I'll help you" Armaan blinks his eyes cutely but nods, I quickly look away not able to look into his light brown eyes for more than two seconds, after telling a white lie, I rush upstairs towards Zaina's room.

"Ya Allah" I breathed out as I pat my chest to calm it's fast heart beat. My cheeks are hot by now.

"Whats wrong with you?" Zaina peeks at me but keeps her attention on her phone "gosh how are you even marrying Zaina, I feel like fainting when my cousins asked me a question" I flop on the bed but the thing I didn't know was Ammi standing near the washroom while glaring at me.

"I said you to be casual around them" my heart jumps out of my chest when I hear ammi "ya Allah Ammi stop scaring me like that" she shrugs her shoulders and walks towards us looking all beautiful in her ethnic wear.

"Go down and check on the gift Kinza" Ammi does not leave me alone "Ammi?" I call her out in the most sweetest voice I can.

She raises her eyebrow but her eyes are on her daughter as she gives her some last touch up.

"Ammi...Zaina and I did not get a penny time to spend together she is gonna leave in few hours so if you don't mind can we both have a sisters time for at least 10 minutes?" I blink my eyes cutely as I give her the best sad look I can.

"I-yeah I understand you both should talk too" she stutters looking all emotional when I just wanted her out so she could manage the work down there and I don't have to deal with the anxiety I get when I see boys.

She closes the door behind her and I again flop on the bed not caring about how my hijaab is being a mess now.

"What do you want to talk?" Zaina looks at me "nothing what is there to talk with you I just wanted mamma to give me some rest in peace" I shrug but soon received a makeup product on my face throw by my sister I look down to see the nude lipstick which costed 70 dollar "I know you are rich girl and is marrying the richest business man of Jeddah but girl ammi will smack me if I waste more bucks on makeup so please be careful with my things"

I glare at the women who rolls her eyes. "But Zaina on a serious note, I don't know how your gonna ask your man but I want 10,000 dollar cash only then He can take you away. Like seriously, my bones are cursing on me but still I am dolled up here for you so yup I need some payment for my contribution" I speak as if I am some outsider who is forced to do work. Well, doing work for siblings looks like a burden even if it's giving them a glass of water.

She ignores me like a brat and I let it go since its her day today.

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