BORNO EMIRATE COUNCIL.

Suhayr's groaned when the pounding on her door wouldn't stop, she can't stand that when she is soundly sleeping. She really should wake up, she knows that but she can't help not wanting to move a muscle. She's been dead tired, sleeping was the only way for her to get the day starting and when it finally arrived, she can't help not wanting to start it. She's been sleeping for more than ten hours, she still feels like her muscles are constricting.

Not to forget, the bed is effortlessly the perfect one she's ever slept on, what better way than to rest away the whole morning or even the day entirely. Where on earth do they get beds so fluffy and meek, how amazing. Back in her room, she don't get to sleep because of her bed, she only has to sleep when it is necessary not this one, the bed itself lulled her to sleep. This is one of the reasons why she loves rich life, so freaking perfect and every inch the best of best.

"Go away." She yelled out to the door before a phone's shrilling sound broke each and every rope she has been tied around sleep with in a miserable way, brutally.

"Where the fuck is that coming from?" She sat down abruptly while searching around for the culprit and the source of that shrilling yet expensive sound.

Then her new brand phone came to view right underneath her pillow glinting it's rose gold colour, she groaned knowing who exactly did that and she will make sure to make him pay. It is just two in the afternoon and it's not like she hasn't prayed Subh, who gave him the audacity to set an alarm in her own phone? Because he bought it for her? He threw her own and if he hadn't bought the phone for her, she would've injured his ancestors and entire lineage.

With determined moves, she opened the door just as Thuraiya's hand is about to hit the door again or in this case, about to hit her face. She breathed through her nose when she narrowly missed her face, she hates when anything happens to her face. A bruise, scar or even a stupid acne, she flips out as if that small thing will ruin her heart. The people around her think she is exaggerating it all, she knew she isn't though. Who wants his face scarred or bruised just like that without even going to a war? Definitely not Suhayr Imraan Khalid.

She knows she is beautiful, she tries her best to keep it far away from trouble. Her face is her price possession, she would have loved to know whose gene she has. Her looks with her foster mother is nearly identical which everyone finds amazing as she clearly isn't the motherless daughter. She's got the looks from whoever her dead parents are, they must have been beautiful too. Well, she is not complaining, she likes the confidence that comes with knowing you are beautiful.

"We've been calling your name for more than an hour. You should get dressed, we only have two hours before the ceremony starts." Thuraiya hyper actively explained, her hands flying around to get her message across.

"Two darn hours just to get fucking ready? Don't ever do that to me, wake me up thirty minutes before." Suhayr bellowed in a husky low whisper that comes with thick sleepiness but from relaxed poise.

"Susu, two hours won't be enough to tie those things around you, trust me. Now go take bath while mom do that weird thing to our clothes so it will smell her sandalwood. She should not see you like this or no food for you." Thuraiya disappeared with bounce in her steps causing Suhayr to roll her eyes, the girl is party leech.

The girls are super excited about the wedding like they've never been to one in their lives. There is no doubt that Tasneem is trying to scrub any dirt from her armpit, trimming her whole body like she is the bride. It looks like the girl wasn't heartbroken just few days ago, like she was about to swallow her heart up in fury and betrayal. Suhayr could only thank God she didn't wallow up too much in her broken heart, she is glad for that. She can't take emotional people when she is tackling a bulldog.

Sighing, she made her way to the bathroom to take a quick bath and if possible, she could lie down for a little while and sleep. There are so many incense soaps Urshia brought with her after finding out they are riding on a private plane and that she could pack everything she wants to. Now that Suhayr is using them, she could only bless the woman for her quick thoughts since the smell is heaven, no one can move away from her after one smell. You will be attracted to it like a moth to a flame.

Who doesn't love it when he smells good? No one!

After taking the long bath she didn't intend to but the way the hot warm water fell on her skin washing away all her fatigue and anger, she just wanted to stay longer in there to take up more energy so the day won't turn out to be a total disaster. Oh, she could feel it in her bones, she will have so many people to shove their shits in their asses to, but she is ever ready for that. She has always been ready as she was born ready. If you say the wrong word, she'd say ten ones more detrimental.

"I thought you were not coming out or maybe you committed suicide of some sort. I have been waiting here for almost thirty minutes, thank God I had some things to catch up with." Tasneem kvetched upon sighting her fuscia towel clad body.

"Me, commit suicide? Hehe, even with disgusting death of that bulldog of a prince in my hands, I won't do that. That is me saying something colossal. What are you doing here not dressed yourself?" She raised a brow moving to the small luggage that has her lotions and perfumes.

"Came to give you your dress and help with makeup. If I were to leave you, you'd look like shit." Tasneem shrugged innocently seeing the quelling glare her friend is sending her way but she isn't wrong.

There was one time when they were asked to go to their senior's prom, they were just a year below them then. Suhayr decided to be all unique and wore a jumpsuit her mother gave her as birthday gift, that is not the case cause she looked good but the woman took a whole new look. Tasneem wasn't there to help at that time because they planned on meeting at the school. Her excuse was, she thought it was Halloween so imagine what makeup Suhayr would do for Halloween in prom.

"I don't want no makeup, I'm okay with my natural looks." She didn't bother raising her head and started with the task at hand, running lotion to her warm ivory coloured skin.

"You are going to sit there and let me do as they say. Her majesty sent one of the maids earlier to explain how we should get you dressed. There are more maids waiting outside to get everything ready." And that shut Suhayr, she is not going to win with that Queen. Her eyes are cunning enough to speak for her mouth.

"What is that that looks like rag? What I'm I supposed to do with it?" Suhayr questioned from where she is sitting, on the vanity stool applying lotion.

"It is called lapaya. That is what the brides wear for this ceremony and you are going to wear this. We also have our own, it is so weird if I could say so myself." She looks unsure but you can see the excitement of trying new things shining in her eyes.

"What is yours named? Don't tell me it is called papaya, I can't take too much stupidness." Suhayr rolled her eyes making gagging noises from behind her throat.

"No, it's ganakawwa or something of that sort. Their language is quite hard." Tasneem pursed her lips before standing up seeing that Suhayr is finally done applying the lotion around her whole body.

"Make it extremely light." Suhayr still demanded, eliciting an eye roll from her friend who gave a fake salute saying 'aye aye captain.'

"Let me entertain you about what I heard is going to happen today. The event starts at 6PM prompt. It is called wushe wushe which I think means welcome. I don't know if the other two are the same as this since it is all going to happen today in the evening. Klatul and Kaulule are going to take place today of tomorrow or maybe it is because you guys need to get married immediately. Well, I can't wait to see how this is all going to happen." Tasneem's voice is filled with excitement, her heart jumping with joy.

"How do you manage to know all this? I can't remember you understanding so much things in one go. Your brain isn't that bright but thick!" Suhayr teased getting herself a hit in the head by her friend.

"I will have you know that I understand everything I want to, things I'm really interested in." Tasneem bragged like it is something to boast about.

In no time, she has her hair pleated into two dutches by her ever so talented friend because she looks really cute with it. Her makeup was light too, just some blush to lighten up her cold cheek, some pink nude lipstick, mascara and that was it. She beamed at her sight, seeing her eyes popping out more, it looks huge. Suhayr appreciated what her friend did but she didn't voice out her words of gratefulness to her, she never can do that. It feels so heavy in her tongue but Tasneem understands.

"You look so beautiful, you bitch!" Tasneem squealed and made her way to take some pieces of clothing from the bed.

"Why I'm I seeing this again? I thought I was only going to wear this lipaya of a thing." She pointed at the golden stuff sitting back on her bed while eyeing what her friend has in hand.

"You are really stupid like your husband had said." The glare Suhayr sent to her is enough to shut Tasneem up and continue, "That is transparent and you will look as good as naked. You will have to wear this native wear of theirs, I hope you can walk in them." She pushed it into her hands and turn around.

"I don't want to wear this." She whined while unfolding the leaf patterned Ankara in her hands.

"I will go get dressed and do my makeup here while you change into that." Tasneem trudged out of the room bounding out to their room to get dressed like her sister and mother.

Suhayr sighed for the nth time and took the clothes from the stool to wear it. The Ankara is leaf patterned and has golden patches here and there. The style in front of the blouse has stone by the edges of the leafs in the Ankara, like a patterned work. The skirt is sewn like a glove, it was tight to the knees but comfortable enough for her to walk around with a tail of two inches behind her. The sleeves are made in French while the neckline is sweetheart showing little to none cleavage.

Eyeing the heels sitting on the bed, she feels her heart dropping to the floor at the thought of wearing heels again. She hasn't worn one since their prom and that was a year ago, she don't want that nightmare anymore. Wanting to forget about the heels, she yawed her attention to look at herself in the mirror and access the new outfit of another culture around her.

She feels comfortable weirdly enough like she was meant to wear those clothes all along. The blouse and skirt are all an inches or two too tight for her, maybe her Royal Majesty didn't get a good look at her when she was wearing the maxi dress. How do they even get someone to sew the clothes so soon? They take more than two days to have their orders coming around back in her shop so this is inspiring and really motivating.

She turned around to look at her butt like she does whenever she is wearing something tight, she feels like it is getting bigger. She smiled goofily, she has been training to get a bigger butt than her boobs. Her boobs are larger than her butt before but now, woah, she has this huge assets that moves with everything she wear. Six months of squatting, butt kicks, butt lift bridge is finally paying off though Tasneem thinks that she is just stupid for doing that.

"See those babies moving around, who would've thought." Tasneem woahed while looking at what Suhayr is looking at in the mirror.

"I know right, I told you it would pay off someday. See them now looking all plump and chubby." Suhayr grinned hard while staring with heart eyes only to shriek when Tasneem hit her there.

"Just to see if you didn't push clothes there." Tasneem laughed at the horror in Suhayr's voice.

"Let's get you in the lapaya girl, you look beautiful." Urshia walked in looking so beautiful in matching outfit as Tasneem.

The blouse reached their knees with a slit by both sides stopping just before their stomach then the straight skirt that also has slit behind them to help walk freely. The clothes is only two coloured clay and fire orange making it quite unique, it is shiny too. As they move, it makes this crunchy sound, Suhayr giggled at that, they all joined.

"Is it a must?" There is no use trying to hesitate but she can't help it.

"Yes." And she was pushed to a standstill while Urshia made her way to take it from the bed.

Turning on the YouTube in Tasneem's phone because they want to do it themselves and not show the maids that they are hopeless in front of them. They are going to try their best and if they fail, they will then accept defeat and let them do it but then again, they did it like the one in phone. They tied to golden stuff around her like a wrapper then move it around her shoulder all the while putting pins where there should be before they move back to examine the wrapped up woman.

"And voila, we did it!" Tasneem and Urshia gave each other a high five while staring at a very uncomfortable Suhayr.

"This is too darn complicated!"

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Sweetcheeks!

How are you my people? Hope you had a great night and are resting comfortably? Well, second marriage is happening. All this Kanuri tradition, spare me if there is a mistake for I am not Kanuri. I have asked for help and hope it is right.

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