02:10pm

Abuja, Nigeria.

The house was babbled since in the morning before Mehr woke up. Kydah is out of question cos she's with her best friends saying that she'll come back home later before the dinner.

Mehr woke up muttering some blasphemies under her breath cos they woke her up with their noises and gossips. She got dressed in a skirt and blouse which fitted her perfect curved body.

She left the room just to be greeted by her distance family member; Mufida. Mufida is her age mate and friend even though they don't keep in touch. Mufida and her family live in Katsina.

"Mehr." Mufida called boisterously jumping on an angry Mehr, upon knowing who it was, Mehr smiled. "Fida," she called hugging her back.

"How you doing?" Mehr ask, "Good, Alhamdulillah. What about you?" Mufida ask smiling from ear to ear.

"Same baby." Mehr answered dragging her to the backyard where people were coming in and out.

"Alhamdulillah! They're officially husbands and wives." the yodelling started from every angle and crevice of the house. People were coming in and out of the house since a week to the wedding.

"Mehr, come and take them to the gust room." Maa ordered yawing her attention back to the group of women in front of her.

Mehr benignly walk to the group of women her mother ask her to send to the guest room. They exchanged pleasantries with them before she start to walk to the guest room with the women following her in tow.

She showed them the guest room and walked out to Mallam Audu to take her to where the brides are celebrating cos Minal and Dinar are cousins so they were celebrating it in Minal's house.

Kydah called her saying that she should bring her gown for the dinner, she's no more coming back home till night. So Mehr carried her gown also saying she don't want to stay in this babbled house.

"Where are you going to?" Mallam Audu asked when he came out from his room in his usual Jallabiya and car keys in the right hand. He was exhausted, if not that their father said he should not allow her to drive, he would've given her the key to drive herself.

"To Minal's house Mallam Audu." she said after they exchanged pleasantries. He looked exhausted from all the work he has been doing this days.

"Mehr, Mehr, wait for me. Where are you going to?" Afnaan asked with a wide eyes looking at her best friend in disbelief. She just came in her Black Range Rover, she thought she was late but when she checked the time, she wasn't it's 2:30 and she came in the morning before Mehr woke up. Is she seriously going to leave her here? She thought.

"God! Af, I've forgotten about you wallah. I'm going to Minal's, Didi ask me to take her gown that she's getting dressed there so I carried mine too, I can't stay here." she verballed stating at her best friend with an apologetic eyes.

"I would've have your head." Afnaan threatened angrily. She would've left her here to look for her right.

"I'm so sorry chocochips. Forgive me?" she asked with the best puppy eyes she could muster.

"I'll think about it. Now let's go. My gown is in the car, we'll dress up there." she shrugged.

"Mallam Audu, I'll be going with Afnaan so go and rest." she smiled at the old man before they walk to Afnaan's Black Range Rover.

Mallam Audu smiled happily. Afnaan is a saviour. He was really exhausted, all he wants to do is sleep till night when they'll start getting ready for the dinner.

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"Minal what the hell are you doing? The makeup artist has finished Dinar's since fah." Kydah yelled at Minal like her mother. She was talking to Muhsin on phone since.

"I'm sorry mommy Kydah." Minal hold her ears in a sorry manner before walking to the makeup artist who just finished Afnaan's makeup.

"Mehr and Afnaan, who's driving you to the venue?" Kydah asked sternly, they've been roaming around the spacious room taking selfies with the brides and snapchatting.

"Uhm...Af" Mehr stuttered pointing at Afnaan who was giving Kydah an apologetic smile.

"You guys should leave. Wait for us outside the venue, don't enter." she ordered walking to where the makeup artist is waiting for her. She was the last person to do the makeup cos she's making sure everything is going perfectly fine.

They did as they were told. They stayed outside the place waiting for the brides cos they're the bridesmaids. The bridesmaids were dressed in a beautiful mint green fitted gown while the brides were dressed in white beautiful gown.

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"Muhsin, will you stop lazying around so that we'll leave?" Anwaar yelled at his best friend who was talking to Minal on phone for the past one hour.

"I'm coming just two minutes." he repeats what he's been saying since when they all came.

"Let's go." Muhsin said walking to the SUV that was waiting for them. "Finally." Anwaar mumbled following his best friend in tow.

Muhsin, Anwaar, Habib and Mashkur are using the same car while the rest will take there own. Anwaar and Mashkur will be leaving together in one of their friends' car when they accompany the grooms to their houses.

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"Hey!" Mashkur said to Mehr who was sitting alone, checking her snapchat and instagram.

"Hi!" she replied looking up to see the source of the voice. She was God-smacked by his beauty- side burns, beard, pointed nose, hazel brown eyes, rosy lips and white teeth with dimples on both sides of his face. He's saying something but her mind wasn't functioning, his lips are moving, dimples are pumping but she doesn't know what he's saying.

"Hey, are you there?" he asked to which she blushed due to embarrassment. He looked at her blushing, Allah! she's beautiful. He thought.

"Yeah." she answered looking away. "Can I have your digits." he asked again. He doesn't want to lose the opportunity of getting her digits so he asked straight away. He's never Tue one to talk to a girl if not his family member.

"Sure." she smiled, her dimples also pumping. How can she ignore this beautiful creature in front of her? She ask herself. She grabbed the iPhone X he was giving her and typed her digits expertly before giving him back his phone.

"Sorry, I don't know where my manners went to." he lighten up the mood, scratching the back of his head. "I'm Mashkur Aarif. Muhsin and Habib's friend." he introduced with a killer smile.

"I'm Mehr Malik, their sister." she smiled back. Where is this man from? Is he by any chance from those Arabian countries? She ask herself.

"Wow! I never knew." he said surprised, he never knew that his friends have this beautiful sister.

"Yeah. He's over protective you know." she said with a chuckle. Ya Allah! Her voice is so sweet.

"That, he is." he agreed. They talked for awhile before she was called by her cousins and friends that she should bring something for the brides.

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