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Twenty Seven

A year later 

"You have to use makeup Sewa" Uchechi insisted.

I look beautiful already without makeup, I don't understand why I had to use makeup again. It was my wedding not her's, and I get to decide whatever I want, whatever I want to do. 

"SEWA" Uchechi shouted, and I wonder the type of chief brides maid I got myself.

"The makeup artist is already here, oh my goodness, we're are going to get to the church late" she added frustratedly.

"I will wipe it off ma'am, if you don't like it" the makeup artist piped in, trying to convince me. 

No one has ever done my makeup, except from my mum and her own personal makeup artist. I promised dad I won't cry today, and I doubt that. Mum would have happily done my makeup for me, she can never carry last when it comes to her daughter. May her beautiful soul rest in peace. 

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