I stood there standing in shock! As Mohammed walked in the wedding hall, I saw Rashed walk behind him (along with a few other men from my family and Mohammed's). How was this possible Rashed saw Mohammed in London and so did Mohammed, but they both didn't mention that they knew each other, especially when I lied to them both.
Every step they got closer the more tears kept flowing, I could not make any move. As all the cameras were pointing towards us, and the 2000 ladies were sitting happily staring at the stage and the huge screens. I wanted Noora to come on stage and do something, I wanted the kosha to break apart, anything that would save me from this misery.
In a few minutes, there they were Mohammed my husband and Rashed the guy who had my heart, standing next to each other just beside me while the cameras kept flashing. Suddenly, Mohammed held my hand and said "I think you know Rashed you both were working on a fashion line?"
What was I supposed to say... I kept quiet and kept looking at the cameras, while I was burning from the inside. The female family members from both sides came up for pictures, my sisters noticed that my face had changed and I no longer was the bride who was happy. However, what was there to say right now, everything was sealed and I was a few hours away from my honeymoon.
Rashed kept looking at me from the side of his eyes, it seemed like him and Mohammed had a long talk as both of them weren't themselves when they entered. I wanted him to say something or at least indicate that everything was okay, but he didn't.
After a while the men left, and Mohammed stayed for more pictures.
Mohammed: You look beautiful Latifa, I am so glad you are my wife.
I held his hand and smiled, while from the inside I was afraid and nervous. I wished that time would just stop, I could not be in a room alone with him. I did not know what he knew happened, or what he had in mind to say to me; the only thing I knew is that Mohammed looked at me differently.
The ladies told Mohammed to leave and to come back and take me by 4AM, so I stayed and he left. I immediately saw Noora run up the stage and came to the Kosha.
Noora: Was that who I think it was?!
Me: Yes, Noora tell me what should I do!
Noora: Omg this is so bad Latifa... do you think he knows the whole story.
Me: Noora I am worried I can't go on the honeymoon alone with him.
Noora: Latifa you have to go! There is nothing we can do now, let us just hope he doesn't know what happened between you two.
I was worried and was no longer in the mood to sit on the kosha and smile at the guests. I wanted to leave go up to the room and find out what he knew. At the same time as every minute passed I got more nervous and my heart started beating.
It was 4AM, the wedding hall just had close family now; all the other guests left. Mohammed walked in and hugged his family, and my family came to take me down to him. I started crying and I hugged my sisters so hard I did not want to go.
Mohammed took my hand and sort of dragged me out of the wedding hall, just before we left they got my coat so that I would be able to pass through the lobby.
We went up to the suite and the whole trip in the lift he just stared at me.
Every step they got closer the more tears kept flowing, I could not make any move. As all the cameras were pointing towards us, and the 2000 ladies were sitting happily staring at the stage and the huge screens. I wanted Noora to come on stage and do something, I wanted the kosha to break apart, anything that would save me from this misery.
In a few minutes, there they were Mohammed my husband and Rashed the guy who had my heart, standing next to each other just beside me while the cameras kept flashing. Suddenly, Mohammed held my hand and said "I think you know Rashed you both were working on a fashion line?"
What was I supposed to say... I kept quiet and kept looking at the cameras, while I was burning from the inside. The female family members from both sides came up for pictures, my sisters noticed that my face had changed and I no longer was the bride who was happy. However, what was there to say right now, everything was sealed and I was a few hours away from my honeymoon.
Rashed kept looking at me from the side of his eyes, it seemed like him and Mohammed had a long talk as both of them weren't themselves when they entered. I wanted him to say something or at least indicate that everything was okay, but he didn't.
After a while the men left, and Mohammed stayed for more pictures.
Mohammed: You look beautiful Latifa, I am so glad you are my wife.
I held his hand and smiled, while from the inside I was afraid and nervous. I wished that time would just stop, I could not be in a room alone with him. I did not know what he knew happened, or what he had in mind to say to me; the only thing I knew is that Mohammed looked at me differently.
The ladies told Mohammed to leave and to come back and take me by 4AM, so I stayed and he left. I immediately saw Noora run up the stage and came to the Kosha.
Noora: Was that who I think it was?!
Me: Yes, Noora tell me what should I do!
Noora: Omg this is so bad Latifa... do you think he knows the whole story.
Me: Noora I am worried I can't go on the honeymoon alone with him.
Noora: Latifa you have to go! There is nothing we can do now, let us just hope he doesn't know what happened between you two.
I was worried and was no longer in the mood to sit on the kosha and smile at the guests. I wanted to leave go up to the room and find out what he knew. At the same time as every minute passed I got more nervous and my heart started beating.
It was 4AM, the wedding hall just had close family now; all the other guests left. Mohammed walked in and hugged his family, and my family came to take me down to him. I started crying and I hugged my sisters so hard I did not want to go.
Mohammed took my hand and sort of dragged me out of the wedding hall, just before we left they got my coat so that I would be able to pass through the lobby.
We went up to the suite and the whole trip in the lift he just stared at me.
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