Few months passed and today was the day I was officially getting married. It all happened so fast, and I forgot about Rashed and was ready to spend a happy life with my husband.
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We went to the hotel from 8AM and my sisters started getting everything ready, while my mother and aunts made sure the wedding hall was perfect!
The flowers kept rushing into my suite from family members, friends, and people from the grooms side, all wishing me a happy life.
Time flew by quickly and it was 8PM, all my family members went down to the wedding hall to start greeting the guests that would be attending. While Noora sat up with me and decided she would go down by 10PM when I make my entrance. We let Hamda keep us posted on what was going on in the wedding hall, she sent us pictures of how it looked and it was like my fairytale had come true.
Noora kept looking at me as if she felt something was not right. I didn't want to ruin my day with bringing old memories back, so I just ignored her.
By 9:30PM I was nervous, my heart started beating faster, my sister Roudha came up and so did the salon ladies once again to add the final touches, before they put on my jewels. As they were getting me ready Noora got a call, and she rushed to the other room. Which was weird as Noora always answered her phone in front of us.
I was set and ready to go, they just had to put on my crown and veil and I was ready to make my entrance in front of 2,000 women who attended to witness my marriage.
As I woke down the aisle and the women stood up, I got goosebumps, I held one of the flower girls hands just to stop my hand from shaking, while my other hand held the flower bouquet. My mother and aunts stood on one side in happy tears, while my sisters kept telling the photographers to rush and take good photos, the grooms family on the other side looked like they were proud of who their son was marrying.
The dancing began, dinner was served, and the night went beautifully that was until 1AM when Mohammed had to enter...
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We went to the hotel from 8AM and my sisters started getting everything ready, while my mother and aunts made sure the wedding hall was perfect!
The flowers kept rushing into my suite from family members, friends, and people from the grooms side, all wishing me a happy life.
Time flew by quickly and it was 8PM, all my family members went down to the wedding hall to start greeting the guests that would be attending. While Noora sat up with me and decided she would go down by 10PM when I make my entrance. We let Hamda keep us posted on what was going on in the wedding hall, she sent us pictures of how it looked and it was like my fairytale had come true.
Noora kept looking at me as if she felt something was not right. I didn't want to ruin my day with bringing old memories back, so I just ignored her.
By 9:30PM I was nervous, my heart started beating faster, my sister Roudha came up and so did the salon ladies once again to add the final touches, before they put on my jewels. As they were getting me ready Noora got a call, and she rushed to the other room. Which was weird as Noora always answered her phone in front of us.
I was set and ready to go, they just had to put on my crown and veil and I was ready to make my entrance in front of 2,000 women who attended to witness my marriage.
As I woke down the aisle and the women stood up, I got goosebumps, I held one of the flower girls hands just to stop my hand from shaking, while my other hand held the flower bouquet. My mother and aunts stood on one side in happy tears, while my sisters kept telling the photographers to rush and take good photos, the grooms family on the other side looked like they were proud of who their son was marrying.
The dancing began, dinner was served, and the night went beautifully that was until 1AM when Mohammed had to enter...
Aww <3 such a happy post! We always get excited to read / attend weddings, they're one of the most beautiful happy things! We wonder what happened when Mohammed entered, perhaps she fell in love and forgot about Rashed? Or did she see Rashed walking down the isle instead of Mohammed- her imagination confusing her?
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Thank you Lady M & Princess R! Love that you always connect with me, you are the reason why I continue posting.
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