Yasmin kneeled down behind Zahraa and made the train of her dress straight.

“Zahraa,please chill.You only making yourself more nervous.” Yasmin stood up as Zahraa glared at Farzana.

“No.” Yasmin saw her nervously twisting her her beautiful,mehndi covered hands and she stepped forward.

She stood in front of Zahraa,her hands on her shoulders,”Zazu,it's okay to be nervous.Just remember,the man waiting for you inside,is the man Allah wrote for you.He is written in your Qadr and thus he is in nikaah with you.Before you go in,I want us all to raise our hands and make a few duas for you."

Zahraa,Sameeha and Farzana along with Yasmin raised their hands.

“Bismillah hir Rahman hir Raheem.Ya Allah,fill Zahraa and Farooq’s marriage with barrakah.Ya Allah,shower them with love and keep them near to one another and let them be a means of bringing one another closer to You.Ya Allah,guide their marriage to be strong,let their trust in one another never fail and let their love never wither.Ya Allah,bless them with children who will take the flag of Islam forward.Ya Allah,I beg you to bless them and keep them under Your mercy.Ya Allah,give them patience and strength to bare every difficulty.Ya Allah,when their trust starts to falter,You Ya Allah give them reason to make that trust Stronger.Inna Allaha wamalaikatahu yusalloona AAala alnnabiyyi ya ayyuha allatheena amanoo salloo AAalayhi wasallimoo tasleeman.Ameen.”

“Ameen.”

“Ameen.” The girls turned to see Zahraa’s father,uncle Abu Bakr who stepped forward and looked at Yasmin with a grateful look,”Jazakallah for the beautiful dua Yasmin.

“Ameen.I think it's time to take Zahraa to her husband.”

They all stepped back as uncle Abu Bakr walked towards Zahraa and held her head in his hands,as he lowered her head to press a kiss to her forehead.

“Mubarak ya Binti.I wish that Allah accepts every dua that your friends have made and every dua that you have in your heart is accepted Remember as Hazrat Umar (R.A) has said,”When one spouse is fire the other should be water.”.Don't let your anger make decisions for you,always think with a cool head.And remember our doors are always open for you.Society comes second,you,my daughter,comes first.I love you.”

A tear slipped from Zahraa’s eyes and she hugged her father,”I love you too daddy.”

Yasmin and the others wiped their tears away and after telling Zahraa they would meet her in the hall walked away.

Meanwhile on the hall,Farooq was on the lookout with his friends pulling his tail.

“I wonder if she ran away cause she realized that his too ugly to live with?”

Farooq glared at Luqmaan who was looking thoughtfully at Huzaifa and Zayaan.

“Or she decided that she could do better with someone else cause he would make her look bad?”

Huzaifa glanced at him when Zayaan spoke and his expression must have been murderous because Huzaifa cleared his throat looking at the two idiots.

“Guys she can't run away on her own or with anyone else cause she's already in nikaah with our bro.So shut up and….” Huzaifa’s mouth dropped open,literally.

His eyes had fell on Yasmin and MashaAllah she was looking stunning.Her dress was beautiful and only added to the fact that her face was illuminated.Huzaifa quickly looked down but he was late,his friends had caught trail of his sight and were looking at him with questioning expressions.They would have spoken but a voice,her voice stopped them.

“Farooq,we need to talk to you.” All the men looked at the three girls and Huzaifa made sure not to gawk at her.

“Jee.Please don't tell me that she has run away.” The three girls giggled at Farooq’s question and Yasmin shook her head.

“Nope,she's still here.It's just that we want to tell you something but these two idiots made me the leader so I'll say it all.Farooq,I know that sometimes Zahraa can be a bit too much with her energy levels but have patience.Other times she can be really quiet but that's probably because she has a lot on her mind.Always remember to ask her is she okay,does she need anything or does she just need a hug.A bit of advice,everyday when you leave the house hug her and kiss her.Trust me.You never know what can happen." They all heard the trace of pain in her voice as she glanced down,before she cleared her throat,looking up.A smirk on her face,"And one thing from all of us.If you ever hurt her or even cause her on scratch we will rip you apart.Bone by bone.Piece by piece.May Allah shower your marriage with Barakah and love.”

Farooq finally spoke,his throat thick with emotions,”I will always love herand cherish her.I will never ever hurt her and I promise to let you hurt me if I do.Jazakallah for thinking that I deserve her.”

Yasmin smiled at Farooq,”We don't think that you deserve her,we know that you deserve her.” The tune to ‘For the rest of my life’ by Maher Zain begun to play,”Here comes your bride.”

Saying that the girls moved to the second table on the right of the stage,leaving the men standing there.Farooq once again staring at the entrance and when he saw his wife,his eyes went moist with tears.

Huzaifa was in awe of Yasmin and her love for her best friend.MashaAllah that is what you call friendship.

Yasmin turned in her seat to look at Zahraa and uncle Abu Bakr entering.Taers filled her eyes at how beautiful her best friend looked.

Zahraa’s small figure was covered in a white long gown.The top of the gown and the sleeves were both lace and under material while the bottom flared out about a hand after her bosom.The lace traveled onto about just to her waist where the material was flared.Her scarf was beautiful tied with the top crisscrossing across one another and had been draped to sit on her shoulder.In her other hand she carried a bouquet of white roses and turquoise material flowers.

Yasmin knew the special touch that Zahraa had added to her dress and that was two pockets.Yes pockets,which held Zahraa’s phone and two chocolate bars.Yes ladies and gentlemen,chocolate bars.

Yasmin watched as uncle Abu Bakr stopped in front of Farooq.He let go off Zahraa and hugged his son-in-law,whispering into his ear before letting go.

Uncle Abu Bakr kissed Zahraa’s forehead and put her hand into Farooq’s.

Farooq embraced Zahraa and as he pulled away,he kissed her cheek.Yasmin smiled at the blush that covered Zahraa’s cheek as the couple walked onto the stage.

As the couple took the stage,uncle Abu Bakr walked towards Zahraa’s brother who then gave a speech welcoming the guest.

Soon the friends were on stage teasing the couple as they were handed their rings.

Yasmin stood unaware of a whisper somewhere at one of the tables as well as a finger pointing at her back along with a squeal of joy and a pat on the back fo congratulations.

This may have been Zahraa’s new beginning but another story was being written in the depts of the prevailing happiness.
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As Salaam Mu Alaykum Wa Rahmatulahi Wa Barakatu

So how are you all?

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.

So we getting close to the big chapters,I know this is going slow but just for two-three more chapters before we hit a high.

Translations:

Bismillah hir Raan hir Rahim-In the name of Allah,the most Gracious the most Merciful

'Inna Allaha wamalaikatahu yusalloona AAala alnnabiyyi ya ayyuha allatheena amanoo salloo AAalayhi wasallimoo tasleeman' - 'Surely Allah and His angels bless the Prophet; O you who believe! call for
(Divine) Blessings on him and greet (salute) him with a (becoming) salutation'.
Quraan: Sura Al-Ahzab, Ch 33 Ayat 56

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Fi Amanilah 😘