Third Person's POV

Asiya woke up from sleep at exactly 5:30am. She never wanted the previous night to end. She wanted it to last forever and never marry Khalid. She slowly rested her body against the headboard and thought of her life broadly. She sat there for a moment before heading to the bathroom. She performed wudhu and said her prayers. She did her istikhara and other dua's. After all her supplication she went back to sit on her bed. Today was the wedding fatiha and Luncheon. The kamu and bridal shower were cancelled because she later thought it was bit unnecessary.

She didn't even know what to start her day with, she was just blank. She didn't want to marry Khalid because he was a liar, cheat and player.

As she turned for the 10th time on her bird mama's voice came through.

"Keh Asiyaaa are you up yet? Do you even know what day it is today? Your wedding day and you're still not up!"

"Mama i'm up already. I just have to take a bath,"

"Okay then. The mai gyaran jiki is here. She'll be in your room i. The next 30minutes,"

She ignored that and jumped up from her bed. Just before taking a step, she heard her phone beep. She sar back on her bed to check whose message it was and the mere sight of the name irritated her.

The message read:
"Today is the day, habibty, we'll finally be one. Tonight is our night. Can't wait to see you❤️❤️"

She let out a loud and long hiss. And flinged her phone on the bed.

"Liar..." she murmured and headed straight to her bathroom.

She took her bath with her Bath And Body Works Happiness aromatherapy Body wash. It really helps her calm her horses.

Just after that, she wore her robe and stood in front of her mirror staring at the hopeless girl in front of her whose life was about to be ruined by Khalid Bande. She quickly applied her The Body Shop Body cream in strawberry and headed straight to her closet. She grabbed the only outfit left there and wore it. It was a long black silk gown with white and orange floral patterns.
She grabbed a black cap and roughly wore it on her head.

She got out of her room only too see tons of people from downstairs from the rail. Just in cue, she met the mai gyaran jiki and they went into her room together.

"Good morning amarya, how're you doing?"

"I'm fine Alhamdulillah, and how are you,"

"Perfectly fine, now lets begin the final stage," she smiled at her and walked her to the closet since it was enclosed. She turned on the turaren wuta and all sorts of incense. Asiya removed herclothes and tied myself up with a wrapper. The entire room was filled up with the amazing natural scents. She treated her hair, her privates and every other part of herbody. It took about one hour thirty minutes for the entire process to be over. It was around 10am, Asiya's friends had already come and they were also getting ready just like her. She was in her room with her makeup artist beating up her face. The wedding fatiha was scheduled for 11:00am prompt.

As her makeup was being done, her heart was bleeding and slowly tearing up. Part of her felt she could handle his betrayal and another part of her felt she couldn't.

Once her makeup was done, she heard her older relatives singing. The wedding fatiha was done!
That's it! I'm khalid's wife. No not wife, the other woman in his life. Now i have to deal with her. I'm sure his attitude today will change completely. He'll beat me up and the worst will happen...

She thought.

Her friends then came in all glammed up in their red and white atamfa with bare faces since they'll be wearing makeup later for the luncheon.

"Asee amarya. Today khalid is going to run mad for this beauty MashaAllah,"

I wished...

She let out an-almost-real smile and tried to blush.

"You guys are not serious walla-" she was interrupted by the beep of her phone notifying a message. She checked immediately and ofcourse it was Mr Cheat!

"Habibty it's sealed, we're one❤️"

She felt angry with herself and lost. She felt defeated and she just wanted to cry and cry and cry!
She sent back a 😇❤️ just to neutralise everything.

She immediately wore her white lace dress and wore her ready made turban. Adda helped her pin the veil to the turban and let it flow down with the dress. She helped herbwith her necklace, earrings and bangles. She ducked to whisper something in her ear.

"Welcome to the club sissy," she said smiling.

Asiya smiled back and before she knew it, All the flashes of her friends phones were on her. They were all chit chatting when Aunty Salamatu, Asiya's mum's older sister yelled from outside the room.

"Girl's Khalid and his friends are here, get Asiya down, NOW!" She yelled emphasising the NOW.

"Toh Aunty Sala!" Adda answered her back.

All the bridesmaids arranged themselves in pairs as they started marching out of the room with Asiya under a white transparent veil trailing down behind them. As they descended the stairs, everyone went ''ayirrrrrrrrrrrrr...."

Asiya walked into the second living room where Khalid was waiting for her. Immediatley he saw her he was speechless and lost for words but she was boiling inside!

He slowly lifted up her veil and their eyes met. There was something in his eyes she could define but refused to. He noticed the way she was looking at him. She looked disappointed amd wasn't smiling at all.

"What's wrong? Do you hate me now because i'm taking you away from your family?"

Good thing you know

"Uh no! I was just missing baba!" I chuckled. He opened his arms widely for a hug but she stood there like a statue. He then pulled her in and she felt suffocated.

Just then, the photgrapher came in for them.

Without any waste of time he started taking pictures. That happened till like 1pm. Khalid then left with his friends to rest before the next event.

Asiya went into her mum's room where all the other elders were and her mum. She greeted them all and each gave their own piece of advice. She sure need it for the kind of life that awaited her.

3:00pm came so fast. Everyone was running helter skelter trying to get ready. Asiya was already done with her makeup and she just had to wear her dress. Her friends helped her out and the makeup artist tied her head gear. Her veil was pinned down on both shoulders of her baby pink floral dress.
By 3:30 everyone was done. They all went to the event and it kick started.
Dancing, eating and photographs all had their chances before it all ended in a blur.

At around 6:30 the event was already over. Once they'd gotten home, Asiya went to her room to undress. She removed her makeup and took a long bath in her jacuzzi. By the time she was done, she came out and prayed asr, maghrib and isha'i. She then began tying her lafayya and once she was done, she notified her sister amd cousins to come take her down. It was tine for the conveyance of the bride.

She went to mama's place first and literally broke down in tears that could have filled an entire bucket. That made mama shed some tears too.
"Asiya, i know i can't stop you from crying but what i want to say to you is that you should always be happy and patient. Be respectful to Khalid and his family, don't do anything that'll make them complain. You're starting a new life now, i want you to start it on a fresh note. Accept everything as it is amd be careful of the Friends you make. Most importantly don't ever think of including a third party in your issues. That'll be very wrong but just put your trust in Allah. May Allah bless your marriage.," Mama wiped her tears and i hugged her tightly as if i would never see her again.

"M-mama th-thank you, i won't dissapoint you in shaa Allah," I managed to wipe my tears.
Halima and Aisha helped me up and led me to the car. Uncle Adam was taking me in place of baba.

Oh baba, how i wish you were here. Maybe I'd be able to tell you Khalid is a cheat and liar.

What can i do? In order to make mama happy, i have to accept this marriage. Otherwise I'd probably just lose her too.

The journey to Khalid's family house seeme so short. I never wanted to arrive there. Now i have to live with him till i die.

On arriving there, Halima and some of my cousins, friends and aunts conveyed me into the house. From underneath my laffaya i could see his mum and her people waiting for me. I was led to her and i quietly greeted her and some of the elder there. From there, we proceeded to his father's living room where he blessed me and wished the best for me and my marriage.

How could he have such a nice family but turn out to be a cheat?

I was taken to a room to wait for Khalid to come pick me up. Halima and my cousins were all there. Few minutes later everyone left saying they were tired. Only Halima remained saying she wanted to stay with me.

"Halima now i have to stay with him. Honestly i hate him. Can you believe after the day i saw him with that woman, he barely called me and it's like he distanced himself from me. He changed so much. I don't want to go with him, " i lamented.

"Asiya have you forgotten the saying, A woman moulds her man to her taste. Just have tawakkal in Allah. Keep hope alive. Don't forget you haven't confroted him. You haven't heard what he has to say or--"

"Oh so you're supporting him now," i cut her off.

"Nooo, I'm just saying that you should talk to him. I know he hurt you but still talk to him. Don't forget all what mama told you. You have to make this work for mama at least okay?"

I nodded and managed a smile. Just then Amirah came in.

"Ya asiya, you good?"

"Yes Alhamdulillah,"

"Great! Just came to inform you that Ya Khalid is here for you,"

"Oh i see. I'll be there now, thanks" With that, she left.

"Be strong," Halima said. We both walked out and headed to the living room to bid all the elders farewell.

Halima walked me outside to where Khalid was. His sight ignited fire in me but for some reason my heart was beating abnormally fast.

"Assalamu alaikum Khalid,"

"Waalaikum salam Halima, kina lafiya?"

Halima nodded and smiled. He turned to look at me and our eyes met. I immediately looked away with a disgusted face.

"Uhm Asiya, all your boxes and kayan gara are in khalid's house so you shouldn't have any issues."

"Sure thing, thanks sister,'' I hugged her so tightly before letting go. I almost forgot Khalid was standing next to me.

"Khalid please take care of her. She's precious, " Halima said and Khalid replied saying he'll do all he can and go the extra mile for me.

Lies!

He opened the door for me and i hopped in without sparing him a glance. Once he got in, he started the car and off he drove me to my destiny.

"So uhm how're you?" He asked,turning to look at me.

I counted to ten before I replied him.

"Fine Alhamdulillah,"

My voice had no emotions at all and i think he noticed that.

"Are you okay dear?"

"Yeah," i answered coldly.

That was the last conversation we had till we arrived at our house.

I got down from the car and he opened the door for us allowing me to go in first.

The big antique door revealed a moderate sized ante room with royal chairs. He opened a door which revealed a brown, beige amd golden living room with a dining room to the right.

"This is your new house babe," He smiled with his hands on his waist.

"Stop with the dear and babe. Where's my room?!" I said raising my voice.

"Calm down Asiya. What has happened to you? What's wrong?" He asked with a creased forehead.

"You are wrong with me!!!" I literally yelled.

"What?!"

"Can you explain to me what you were doing at the Park the other day with another woman? You weren't calling me as much as you used to. Only once in three days or four? What happened to our love and you're showing me this fake love here!"

"Asiya please calm down. Let's go to our room amd discuss,"

I followed behind him and we walked into a grey amd white room modernly furnished room.

I stood by the bed with my arms akimbo looking away from the man in front of me.

"Asiya, what woman are you possibly talking about? I don't understand you. And the callad text part, you were clearly busy with the wedding preparation and i didn't want to be disturbing you everyday that's why i limited the number of times i call you. Haba Asiya, how could you think like that of me?"

"Wow, explain this picture then!" I showed him a pictute i took of them the day i saw them.

Yes,  i went that far.

He took my phone and looked closely, zooming in and out.

"Asiya does this look like me to you?"

"Oh please stop lying!!!! This picture shows you clearly."

"Look at the guys hairline, look at mine. Look at the mark on the left side of his head, do you see any mark on my head?" He said almost shouting.

He's right! That's not him. I stood there staring at him in the eye not knowing what to say or do. For so long now, i had this stuf thoughtin my head that he was cheating on me. How could i?

"Uhm...I---" i started, stuttering.

"How could you Asiya. I thought you trusted me but all these?"

"I'm--I'm really sorry. I'm sorry Khalid. I blamed you for no reason over something silly. I was scared of losing you. You know i--"

He cut me off by engulfing me in bone crushing hug and i returned it.

"It's okay, i forgive you. Now stop crying please. You look better with your million dollar smile,"

"Thank you Khalid."

"Uhh don't thank me. I'm your husband mana."

I couldn't help but blush and chuckle.

"You know this is our wedding night right? A wife should fulfil ber husband's desires!,"

I ran off to the sofa and sat on it. I covered my face with the end of my laffaya.

"Are you shy?" He laughed out. His laughter was music to my ears.

He stared at me with mesmerising eyes and made me get up. He put his hands around my waist. Letting go of one of his hands, he gently removed my lafayya from my head letting my long curly hair down. He removedthe lafayya from my shoulder leaving the tuck on my waist intact. He carried me to bed and gave me a dose of all i needed. I fell asleep in his big muscular arms not allowing anything to happen yet.

I'm sure you guys feel like killing me now for not updating since last year. I didn't even wish you guys a new year. I'm so sorry guys. The problem is I've been in hospital since October to december. And  was trying to recover over a serious illness. Alhamdulillah I'm better now so your updates at back!!!

So you guys thought that Khalid was a bad man and they'd probably end up getting divorced or Khalid will turn out to be ruthless. Nahh i don't break hearts like that but there's still drama to come your way.

Enjoy this chapter.
Asmaa💕