IN TWENTY ONE DAYS
She permitted in a cool voice to hide the tremor in it.
Shortly after the woman left, two young girls strutted into her room one holding a colossal makeup kit wearing short skirt and shirt, her wig cut in bob and the other wearing red and white striped knee length kimono, matching palazzo pants and white shirt underneath. She walks with air of confidence, a wide smile taking over her face as she walks closer to where she is sitting on the vanity table.
"At least, you've done the turare, Bushra just woke up." Yasmeen gave her a quick hug, motioning for the makeup woman to set her things and start working immediately. They don't have much time, the bride should be ready soon.