Six months later...
I looked around myself with a bright smile on my face. Everyone was busy preparing for the upcoming ceremony. They were running from one place to another to monitor the arrangements especially my father. He didn't even take a breath of relief. I was getting worried that he would get his BP high if he kept working and running like that. I sighed.
"Wow! Your henna looks so beautiful." Ayat exclaimed from beside me. I looked at my palm which was totally covered with henna and smiled. It was mine and Adeel's henna ceremony. Two weeks ago we all came to Bangladesh to have our wedding ceremony in Bangali traditional style. I was really happy. Our close friends and family from UK also came with us. Those days had been the best days of our life. Adeel didn't came with us two
