Zaynab
“Are you ready?“, I look at a nervous looking Basha who looks as if she’d throw up on this very floor before we even get a chance to enter the hall like.
“It’s so filled. Why is it so filled?“, she looks at me like she’d start to cry.
“Babez, don’t worry about them, really. Just think about you and Ibrahim after all this. Come on, we gotta go in, you’ll be fine. Just stick to me, I’ll distract”, I smile which seemed to calm her down.
I nod towards Aamanee who opens the door dramatically. Girl, CHILL, it ain’t your wedding. Everyone instantly stands up and all eyes fall on us and the brideee who looks absolutely stunning in her elegant baby pink bridal dress.
We step onto the red carpet and look straight ahead at Ibrahim who’s now standing up with Yousif beside him. He looks han
