15

Y A S M I N

I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I look completely different. I was dressed in a pink long gown fitted around the legs with a loose flare from the bottom, I paired it with a pink silk hijab. A lot has happened in the past two weeks, we told the reporters that we're already married already for a month. We had to do things quietly. Although my family couldn't come their support is enough for me, though Mom wasn't convinced about this marriage thing, believe me, she had to she must be afraid history to repeat itself. Sometimes I used to think it's our destiny first Sis Farah and now me.

Ya Allah make it easier for me.

As for Marwan, I don't know what to say, he's just present whenever he's needed. I know that he's not going to hurt me at least that's what he told me. I hope he will be true to his words.

"OMG look at you Yasmin you look totally different, how should I say it magnificent" Matilda beamed. She's the one doing my makeup. A smile made it way out of my lip.