Kano State, Nigeria.
2018.

A week later, the king called them back to the throne room and Shaddad wasn't very thrilled about it but has already given up. There is nothing he can do now that all girls prove to be stupid and more dumb than Falak and anyone who is dumber than Falak, he can't ever deal with that person so he'd rather live with her than any other girl, at least, he can keep in mind that she is beauty with brains.

The King sat down on the throne, holding the Royal stick in his right hand and smiled at his wife. He's never been as happy as he is now, his eldest son is finally settling down and there is nothing better than this. This will be the grandest wedding across the globe and it will be talked about for a very long time. It's just like a strong kingdom merging together by getting the prince and princess married. He already knew that Falak and Shaddad will make the perfect couple but just didn't thought it would happen. There wasn't a chance and that was because Shaddad is being himself and now, he will do all he could to bring them back.

Cutting straight to the chase, the Emir cleared his throat and settle his gaze on the soon to be couple with a ghost smile marring his face. Anyone from miles away will tell how happy he is with what he is about to announce and the guards also feel happy just because their King is. His happiness is all they look forward to and even they could see how much the soon to be couple match in a weird and unique way.

"Shaddad, I've given you the week you asked with some hours and minutes atop, where is the woman you have with you or who is she?" The Emir knew that Shaddad has no woman with him and isn't interested in any of the ones he went to meet but he won't show him that, he wants to watch him talk.

"There is no one." Falak stiffened a loud laugh but closed her face with her hijab and frowned, sensing his eyes on her, she doesn't want to give him the chance of seeing even a smile across her lips.

"Masha'Allah! Just like how we agreed upon, you are going to get married to Falak in a month, you don't have to worry about the whole arrangement. Just look forward to getting married and get to know your soon to be bride..." With that said, everyone left the throne room and the maids started yodelling around the house which surprisingly pleased Falak and also made her blush.

"Our mission is accomplished!" Falak fell from the bed as a result of not knowing when her in-laws trudged into her room because she was busy daydreaming in her soft pillow.

"You girls should not do this again, I almost had heart attack there." She clutched her chest feeling as though it is going to burst for many different reasons and one of them is the thought of being married to Shaddad in the next few days and the other is because she was startled by the girls.

"No worries, your hubby is a cardiologist." Inayah tuts, moving to Falak's chaise and sat herself down and the girls also find space for their butts to sit.

"So we are here to start arranging the wedding because her Majesty said we don't have much time. Shall we dive in?" Jabrayah professionally said, slouching herself further to talk to the girls and just like that, Falak's wedding has been planned and she won't change a thing from it. Just the perfect wedding any woman would dream about.

Two weeks later, twenty four boxes were brought from Shaddad's family. Six sets are Louis Vuitton, another six sets are Yves Saint Lauren, the other six is from Fendi and the last one is dolce & gabbana. When the girls were explaining everything that was in the boxes, Falak was overwhelmed with the amount of wealth there is in the Royal family but knows she shouldn't be surprised.

She's started a beauty session with a girl named Amrah a week ago. Inayah brought her and she knew how to do her job real well so Falak is already glowing and there are many more days before the wedding.

Falak didn't bother talking to Shaddad though her mother try to persuade her that it is for the best but she didn't agree. She is going to punish him for rejecting her like that, no woman deserve to be rejected like this and she won't let this slip just because she is finally going to be his wife and her wish has been fulfilled. He doesn't know what is going to hit him, she has sleeves filled with it.

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Fikriya was so excited that her best friend is getting married and she didn't even settle down and mistakenly took coffee with the girls earlier and now it is taking a toll on her. Her stomach has been feeling funny since then. She has never had coffee because even the smell makes her cringe and will only look as Humaid gulp a whole cup in the morning and take greentea at night.

It became nauseating around evening and she's been sitting on the luxurious bathtub waiting for herself to throw up but it never came and she is getting frustrated about it. Another thirty minutes passed and still it didn't come but the nausea is still there and she almost yelled out due to anger and frustration.

Today, Humaid is in her room and she hasn't even cooked anything for them. She can't leave the bathroom because as soon as she stepped out earlier, the nausea hit her harder but she didn't do it even then so it is better for her to stay there and he can order takeout or get some food from the main palace. She didn't like the idea but there is nothing she can do.

"Evening, my love. What are you doing in the bathroom?" Came Humaid's voice whose brows are furrowed in perplexity and concern.

"I've been feeling this weird nausea since I mistakenly had coffee with the girls earlier. I'm sorry I couldn't cook." Her voice was weak just how she feels in her whole body, mentally,  physically and emotionally.

She didn't get why nausea will make her feel all these sort of things but then again, what is it that she knows? Maybe they should visit the hospital? That nagging nausea is still down her throat and she is tired of feeling it and not able to throw it up, what is going on?

"I think we should go to the hospital, you look pale." And she nodded, letting him assist her to their room to change into something presentable. She has never been to any hospital since she was always healthy and the one time she fainted because of stress, a nurse in the maid's quarters tend to her so she is kind of excited to see how it looks like.

She changed to ankara blouse and skirt that fitted her perfectly and took sky blue veil since it matched –just like how Falak told her to be matching them– and blue flats then the phone Humaid gave her. Even though she looks weak and pale, there is no other perfect sight than her to Humaid so he smiled and kissed her forehead, taking her hand in his they left for the hospital with Madeeha peeping from her door seeing what is going on.

It hurts that they are going on a date when that never happened between them or so she thought it was a date. Even when they were happy and newly wedded, they never went on a date and that never bothered her until now. She will admit that her co wife is better than her in so many ways and she could see the effort she is using to love Humaid, just like he should be loved.

The ride to the hospital was short since the family hospital isn't far away from the palace and so they walked in, walking slowly so she could take in the sight in front of her. She told him that she's never been to one and he promised to give her a tour when she is free and is feeling much better but for that moment, they need to see the doctor.

They got called immediately, he is a Royal and they own the hospital, many doctors are at their service. After trudging into the doctor's office where she could see a lot of files, pens, beautiful desk and other office stuff they settle themselves on the huge black chairs facing the middle aged doctor.

"What is wrong?" The doctor asked after they exchanged pleasantries.

Humaid gave her hand a reassuring squeeze and she told him what happened from the coffee to sitting in the bathroom waiting for the vomit to show it's presence and how she is sitting there afraid she will throw up in his office.

"I think we should take both blood test and urine to make sure what I'm thinking is right. This is kind of weird." The old doctor's brows furrowed in confusion.

He called a nurse and ask her to take her to the Lab where she will be tested and keep Humaid with him so they could talk about the situation in hand.

"I am thinking that she is pregnant but her signs are weird and still similar at the same time. Pregnant women throw up but she didn't so I'm having some doubts." The doctor explained to Humaid whose eyes and life lit up at the mention of pregnancy but it deflated when the doctor continued talking.

"Why is it different though? Have you ever had this type of problem?" His heart at his throat but he managed to utter those words.

"Once or twice, we can't say the problem now till we confirm the pregnancy and the test will say it all." The doctor's voice was apologetic.

They were told that the test results will be out in an hour so he opt to taking a stroll and filled her in on what the doctor told him. She was surprised and happy about the pregnant part but confused and afraid after hearing that her condition is weird. She doesn't want to be a barren nor does she want to die, she loves her husband so much and wants to spend as many years as possible with him, also be able to give him a child.

"The result don't have anything negative and your wife is pregnant, congratulations. If there is any problem, just call me and we will confirm the baby's health after a few weeks. You next check up is in four weeks since you are already five weeks along." The doctor explained and the couple's joy knew no bound.

"I am pregnant." She whispered silently, unconsciously moving her hand to her stomach as though she wants to feel the baby move and another hand snaked to her stomach also, she yawed her unfocused gaze back to Humaid's grinning one.

"We are pregnant." He released a sound in between a chuckle and sound of awe.

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Yoyoyoyo!
How are you allllll? I hope everyone is enjoying this book and also our wedding. Ya Allah, this is going to be grand!!! You are all invited also, Royal Wedding all the way peeps💃 AND PLEASE, SOME OF YOU GUYS HERE DONT KNOW HOW TO VOICE OUT YOUR OPINION AND THAT LEADS TO HURTING THE AUTHOR SO PLEASE, TASTE WHAT YOU HAVE TO TYPE IN YOUR MOUTH BEFORE TYPING IT, I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND. LETS BE GUIDED. THANK YOU...
RQ; Would you rather attend a grand Royal wedding or coronation? Hmm, I can't even choose because I really like coronations and also weddings so let's hear from you guys. You?

Aishatu.