Unforgettable

Preparations

BASHIR'S 

So after a while, I came back home, I was calm and all so I went to see mama. she sat down and explained things to me and told me to endure them, but she was persistent about me not showing I'm against it. she told me to act as I loved her and as time passed by I'll learn to adapt to those feelings. 

I entered my room to choose the clothes I was supposed to wear because we were supposed to discuss them with both her parents, I felt suffocated thinking about it... 

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The next day I got ready, I wore my white kaftan with a brown cap, Cartier wristwatch, Bvlgari shades, and Hermes's palms. I drove mom and dad while they sat at the back of my car.

We finally arrived at Fatima's house and my parents went in while I stayed outside for a while, After some time I followed them in, her mom welcomed us warmly... 

We sat there for almost 30 minutes before Fatima joined us, oh my God she looked gorgeous. I almost fell for her beauty, I did my best to smile and make it look like I actually mean it. 

Mom and dad left, so I was alone with her. I spent some time before I finally stood up to leave, she escorted me out and I told her I'll call her later and we said our goodbyes.

 Arriving home I took a hot shower and went to bed early. 

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I woke up to the sound of afifa calling my name... 

"what is it now? "I asked

"Mama said you should wake up and get ready because you're going out together"

oh right the boxes, I took my bath and got dressed in blue jeans with Ralph Loren shirt, black CK shoes, Rado wrist watch, and I sprayed my al_haramen perfume.

We went to the market with Mama, she chose a lot of bedsheets and carpet. Then to aunty bintas house, she was a friend of mama's. she imports things from Dubai and India and sells them. mama told her I was getting married and she congratulated me and started bringing out the stuff. their mama bought towels, bags, shoes, make-up, laces, atanfa, saris, lotions, bath gels, kitchen appliances, and lots of other things. She went to another friend of hers who imported furniture from Italy and ordered chairs, beds, drawers, dining tables, consoles, cupboards, wardrobe, kitchen sets and so many more. 

"I think my account is going to be empty soon," I say under my breath. 

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We brought back a lot of things and mom arranged them in the boxes, I was in charge of getting perfumes for her and that's when mom asked me to ask for her size, I looked puzzled. 

"Seriously mom?" She laughed

 "Fine I'll do it myself, the bed and other furniture are going to be here in a week"I nod. 

I called a friend of mine Sadiq, who was into the perfume and watch business, he imports it from different countries including France, Germany, Dubai, and China. I ordered a lot from him and told him to tell his wife I needed the same thing for women of course and I needed jewelry too, he asked me to get it in two days. I went back home and ate, I was about to go to my room When mom called me

" you know you're going to go see Fatima today right?" 

"But I saw her yesterday."

"I'm sure you did but you're going today again" I rolled my eyes and walked away. 

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I arrived at FATIMA'S house at 7:25, she came out and we were talking when I noticed she seemed upset and talked weirdly. I asked what was wrong and she replied with nothing at first, but I pressurized her. 

"you said you'd call me but you didn't"

I laughed  heartily "is that why your grumpy??" 

"Shouldn't I be?? "She answered slightly annoyed... 

" Fine I'm sorry it's my fault I was tired, I slept off and forgot about calling you.

" It's OK at least you didn't do it intentionally"

I stared at her thinking, honestly, I did.

" So are you okay now?" I asked her in a soft tune. 

"of course, but don't forget to call me when you are free cause I don't even have your number and we're getting married" she replied. 

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I went back to Imrans's place, hearing about my engagement with Fatima made him freeze. 

"dude are you serious? "he asked Shocked. 

" yeah am, serious I really am getting married to her."

" Why? Why not me? I mean she's so perfect mehn."

"Perfect my foot, I just wanna be single and I have to fake liking her which is killing me," I said almost in Tears. 

" Malam seriously this girl isn't that bad, she's perfect."

"You know I don't care about that "

" it's about her, isn't it? the one from 4 years ago??..dude when are going to get over her? I'm tired of you acting like a wussy it's getting annoying"

I stared at him and smirk.

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It was 3 months before the wedding, everything was getting too serious. I mean am I going to marry someone after I promised another marriage? I don't want to live that kind of life. Mama was so excited you could see it on her face, I didn't want to ruin it for her so I didn't say anything as things go according to plan. I started shopping too but there wasn't any excitement, my friend Sadiq also helped because he was already married and he knew the exact things I'll need.