Novel & Cerita Ayo Nikah

“I know we haven’t talked much since we left Uni, cause I was busy with work but I was grinding hard so that I could be something and come to you with something, cause I mean your family is the Knight’s, but I’m up now so everything should be good right? So i-if...I mean, Roya Knight would you do me the honour of going on a date with me? I mean if you want to…” HUH? Fuck I’m going to faint, breathe in, breathe out, get it together Yaya. I think...I think I’m about to have a panic attack. Nick likes me, he likes me. I can see it. His eyes are wide and sparkling at me. His beautiful green eyes that i’ve always loved are looking down at me with fear swirling in them, God he’s handsome. I would

“ I was soon going to be homeless either way. It didn't matter. Also, she needed my help.” He joked about how I have been ditched. The flow of our conversation made me feel like we have known each other for ages. “ What I'm trying to say is that I don't have any influential family name, or a trust fund to my name." "I'm no one.” We got inside, and he tapped on a cushion by the door. I sat down before he joined me, legs crossed away from any contact. “ What are you afraid of Nicki?” I lowered my head. “ I know this marriage is just a deal, but you might regret taking me as a wife. I suggest a prenup. At least, that would give you some peace of mind in the event of a divorce…”

Now he’s kneeling in the middle of a crowded café, holding out a ring that sparkles under the lights like it’s mocking me. My chest tightens. This is my worst nightmare. Not wolves. Not ghosts. Not death. Attention. Dozens of eyes are glued to me. Curious. Excited. Judgmental. Some girls whisper, some giggle, others stare like I’m some kind of celebrity. But I’m not. I’m the girl who sits at the back of the classroom. The girl who eats alone. The girl who avoids eye contact. The girl with secrets. “Luna,” Ethan says again, his voice shaking. “Please. I love you. Marry me.”

She wondered inwardly. "One day you have to marry bacha. And if they want you as their daughter- in- law then what's the problem. Don't know when we get such a good offer. And its court marriage bacha.Re-think about it. If you want to meet him then let me know about it." She announced softly before leaving her frowning. Exactly its just an offer. Naira mocked at the thought. "No mother I don't want to meet him. I will marry him, its good that it's court marriage. I don't want any grand wedding btw !." Naira mused to herself.

"Everyone knows that you love Sabrina. How could you possibly marry someone else? Sabrina loves you too. That's why I'm willing to give the two of you my blessing…" Tears welled up in his eyes as he spoke. "That's impossible," Sabrina mumbled. "There's simply no way that you're married. You wore my favorite red shirt today. You even used my favorite cologne. You knew that I was going to propose to you today, didn't you?" I didn't understand why, but I was suddenly struck with the realization that it was pointless to talk to them. "I'm married," I repeated. "Our relationship ended three years ago, Sabrina. I'm a married man now, so stop bothering me. My reputation will be affected if someone

Further, the Nikah ceremony started. Imam asked Zoya, "The bride, Ms.Zoya... Is in the Nikkah with Sahir Malik Chaudhry with her all consent ." Imam paused and looked at her. "Yes. I'm in this Nikkah with my all consent," Zoya said. Sahir smiled hearing those words from her. He felt relief as she agreed to marry him. Imam started reciting some dua (prayer) told them the importance of Nikkah. The time came, which Zoya was eagerly waiting, which will change her and his life forever.

Was this the same guy who didn’t ever wish to get married? “Having pledged your love and promise to one another today in front of all of your friends and family and by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife,” said the officiant. Nikolas pulled her closer as if waiting for this moment more than anything else! He dipped her and claimed her lips in a passionate kiss.

the priest asks looking at the congregation I feel like just jumping out and shouting that I'm pregnant with the groom's Child or that he loves me but I simply keep quite and hold my peace. "Since no one has anything to say let us continue"The priest says. "Do you Anastasia Knight take Nicoli King to be your lawful husband" "I do"She smiles "Do you Nicoli King take Anastasia Knight to be your lawful wife" Nicoli's eyes snap to me and a smirk makes its way to his face. "I..."

They exchange knowing glances, their hearts filled with love and anticipation. The sun is shining brightly on the day of their wedding, casting a warm glow over the stained-glass windows of the little chapel. Family and friends have gathered from near and far, eager to witness the union of Nicholas and Katarina. They exchange their vows, promising to love, honor, and cherish each other for the rest of their lives together.

the Mehndi artist interjected. On the big day which was Nikaah, Liyana was gracefully endowed in her embroidered, beige-colored lehenga with her beautifully wrapped hijab. She was glamorously looking expensive, dazzling with riches, and natural beauty. The kind of wealth anyone would wish for. But when love is involved, the heart rejects wealth. The makeup artist was top-notch. She added a touch of gold to Liyana’s face, coupled with her natural beauty, she was gorgeous. The Nikaah ceremony is a Muslim marriage ceremony in the Islamic tradition. The marriage contract will be signed during the Nikaah and it’s during this event that the bride and groom say, “I do.” Sofia was with Liyana while