Qadr-They were destined to be one!

Bridal shower

humaira's pov:

"Humairaaaa!!!wake up!!!!",yelled mom from the kitchen as I was enjoying my last few days of freedom.

After around five minutes ,
GUSHHHHHH
she splashed a bucket of water on my face , to which I didn't know how to react .I was bewildered by her act because she never did that before. When I stared at her for around 5 minutes I realized mum doesn't grow beard-Annnnndddd realisation struck me. It was none other than jaafar bhai who took advantage of the situation as mum gave him the charge to wake me up "by hook or by crook" . My darling adorable brother had to take the other way, right?.
He snapped me from my thoughts giving me a smirk which increased my temper to another level.

That was not it, I could hear fits of laughter , only to find a figure hiding behind jaafar who joined his evil plans! who could it be? of course salma didi!Needless to say! I shot them a death glare.

"Woahhhhh! !!!MY cute little sister is trying to scare me ....I'm scared to death! !what do I do now ?oh Allah please save me", said jaafar in a melodramatic way and Hi-5'd salma didi who was now, almost on the floor laughing enjoying the sight of my pathetic state.

I didn't want to spoil my mood or let shaitaan take over my senses. I murmured auzubilla , gave them a tight lipped smile and stormed off to the washroom, half drenched leaving them jaw dropped at my calm reaction.

After a nice shower , as I was having breakfast , I got a call from zabya.

"mairuu! Assalamualikum "

"walikum salam zab !how are you?"

" Alhamdulilla I'm doing good..mairuu!what time are you going to the parlour?"

"Ummm...may be in another hour or so...why??"

"hell -no!!! don't. ..I mean oh okay.. why not in the noon mairuu? "

okayy I can smell something fishy!

"Are you coming along? I am going with reem and we decided to go now"

" uh no!! Reem changed her plans now. she'll be going in the noon"

" How'd you know that? When did she tell you?"

" I was having a conversation with her this morning ...so this topic came up ....That's how I know!"

" oh okay..cool then ...if she is going in the noon then I'll check with her"

" great !!!see ya later ! take care ..I have lots of work left...assalamualikum "

" ya okay . walikum salam , but za..."

She hung up even before I could complete. what work does she have?

I shrugged off , concentrated on the pending work especially the tailor work.

After offering asr prayers I left to the parlour for some bridal pampering.
I must tell that the whole experience was rejuvenating. I was tired though ,cuz I never sat for so long in the parlour.

Like the couch potato I am,I collapsed on the bed sleeping on my tummy after offering maghreb prayers.

"Humairraaaaaaaaa! !sucha lazy bum!!!get up!"
MY mum just cannot see me sit or sleep.

"mamma please ...I just came back"

"ohhhh my poor baby!How many bags of cement did you unload?100 or 200? should I get something for you?lime juice?",she mocked me while I preferred ignoring it.