Soooooooooo a few people were freaking out that part 2 of the wedding would be part 100, but no dearies, Again maths is AMAZING! It has halves! So mid way between 99 and 100, is…… 99.5 😀 I am SO sorry! Th eepilogue wil come out tomorrow 😛 Enjooy Much Love DubainGirl ♥ xoxo
Fatimah’s wedding dress
FATIMAH: (breathing out heavily) Yass, how do I look?
I stepped out of her bathroom and into her room to take a look at the vision in white….
ME: WOW… I mean………..
WOW! You’re looking…….
SO grown up! I mean…… just……WOW
FATIMAH: Not once did you say Masha Allah! You putting so much of nazaar on me!
ME: (hugging her) Masha Allah! You looking tres tres Magnifique babes!
FATIMAH: Not looking so bad your self Raheem…
ME: Mrs.Bobat! Did you JUST compliment me?!?!
FATIMAH: (laughing) Mrs. Bobat! Something I’m going to have to get used to…
ME: (smiling) Yes! But you’ll be fine! Shukr, you got Nuha that’s also new to all of this… You can help each other out.
FATIMAH: Err, talking to Nuha about her brother… NO THANKS! (laughing)
ME: Awwww, I just cant hold the tears in Fatoo!
FATIMAH: Do NOT cry! I swear to god Yasmeen if you cry, I’ll cry and my dress will get wet and my face will get messed an-
TASNEEM: (appearing in the doorway) Lucky for you, Main Hoon Na!
ME: (laughing) Finally Tas!
For the next half an hour, Tasneem did our make up. Fatimah looked flawless, masha Allah!
TASNEEM: You both are looking so gorgeous and grown up!
ME: Fatimah, YES! She looks stunning! Me… I think I’m looking average.
FATIMAH: BEYOND average! Super duper Masha Allah!
TASNEEM: Stand together! Come, I take a picture of you’ll!
Tasneem used my Canon camera and captured these once in a lifetime moments! Fatimah’s wedding dress was simple but so pretty! I guess simplicity really was key. The sleeves on the dress were long, but completely sequinned, her dress hugged her waist and the bead work was on the top half of the dress, which left the bottom long and beautiful!
I was wearing a poofy peach dress! (poofy is always pretty 😉 ) It was sleeveless, but I opted to wear a bedazzled cardigan just so that my arms were covered. It was my best friend’s wedding, I had to look presentable! Correction: It was the wedding of BOTH my best friends! Nuha was at her house getting ready and would meet us at the hall. A double wedding, well there was a first for everything…
We arrived at the hall and since the mean were outside, Fatimah and I had our scarves and cardigans on so as to not reveal our hair and skin, but once we were inside the Ladies section, the scarves were out, our hair was down and Fatimah’s cardigan came off. I still felt concious about showing too much skin so I kept my arms covered. It was such an amaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazzzzzzzzing wedding reception! The best I have ever been to BY FAR! All the aunties looked YEARS younger in their fancy dresses, and hair do’s and makeup! Yes yes, natural beauty is the best, but hey a little make up gives it that va va voooom effect! 😉
There was a recitation and since Fatimah and Nuha opted to NOT walk down the aisle, we all didn’t have to strain our necks to look at them walk down an aisle. I don’t blame them, I mean, I would NEVER be able to walk in a straight line with ALL those people looking at me! Imagine if I trip and fell over?!?! I’d be a laughing stock!
Everyone sat down and listened to the du’a recited by Omar’s brother who was a hafaaiz. And then. The food! Ooooooh how delicious it was! I would have had 3 rounds of very course if I could fit it all within me, but sadly… I didn’t want my dress bursting at the seams for the whole world to see!
After supper was served and everyone had settled down with their toothpicks and tissues, an announcement came on that the groom was going to enter into the ladies section. Everyone made a mad dash pulling out their Abaya’s and scarves. I quickly tied up my hair and slipped on my scarf and made sure it covered my chest. Zayaan entered. On one side stood Yusuf and the other side was Uzair. Zaheer followed shortly after them. Omar opted to not come in and greet the elderly in laws because I guess he still didn’t want to intrude in on the ladies
Zayaan made his way towards Fatimah’s grannies, Yusuf guided him, making sure he knew who was who in the zoo. He had previously met them but just for the extended family that he didn’t know, Yusuf was there to make sure he didn’t slip up and say anything stupid. Uzair and Zaheer not knowing where to position themselves came and stood by me
ZAHEE: Where’s your camera?
ME: Umm… (looking around) It’s somewhere around here… I had it, then I fell madly in love and forgot all about it!
UZAIR: The men’s and ladies are separate for a reason. So that you keep your gaze down!
ME: (laughing)I fell madly in love…….. WITH FOOOOOD! I don’t have time for all this boy nonsense Uzair!
Uzair and Zaheer both looked at each other, raised their eyebrows with an amused expression then they both started laughing! They were mocking me! They were mocking the fact that I probably sounded very contradicting, but I couldn’t change my past actions… I could only move forward! So with my hand on my hip and my eyebrows raised I gave them both a shouting…
ME: And what might you two idiots be laughing at? Hmm… Am I amusing you guys?
ZAHEER: (supressing a laugh) No ma’am. Err, I mean Apa ma’am… Apa Yasmeen Ma’am
Boy these boys were lucky we were at a wedding, other wise I would’ve taken off my Loubie’s right there and then and smacked some solid sense into the both of them!
ME: Oh ha ha! Hilarious. You know what… You’ll can just both go by Yasmin! Leave me alone!
I stalked off. They needed to learn that not everything in life was one big joke. There were times to be serious, and I was being serious about wanting to change. And I was being serious when I told Zaheer I won’t date again. And I was being serious when I told Uzair about the volunteer work! Why couldn’t they just take me seriously for once?!
I tuned back into my calm wedding vibes and watched as Fatimah and Nuha floated around the room greeting people. They looked so happy. So content. Alhamdulillah, Allah had really given them everything. Their husbands were in sha Allah going to provide them with a lifetime of happiness….
‘What are you thinking about’
I turned around and Yusuf was standing there…
ME: I’m just watching your sister and Nuha. They look so happy Yusuf.
YUSUF: You’ll also look this happy on your wedding day.
ME: (smiling) That’s IF I have a wedding!
YUSUF: Why would you not?
ME: I dunno… Sometimes it seems like a waste of money. But that’s a conversation for another time! Nobody talk to me about boys or samoosa runs or marriage for the next 3 years MINIMUM!
YUSUF: (laughing) DITTO!
Soon waitress’s began to come into the hall, serving desert and other delicious treats! There was red velvet cake, cheesecake, lemon meringue pie, cinnamon spices cake… There was even a 2 tier sprinkles cake that was put onto the children’s table! Bless, trust Fatimah to buy an extra cake especially for the children! No lies, the sprinkles made it look devouringly yummilicous!
ME: Fatimah! The sprinkles cake?
FATIMAH: (laughing) What can I say! My poor Zainoo was feeling so left out in all this wedding drama. Zayaan was so sweet, he bought the sprinkles cake to make it up to Zain!
ME: Make it up to Zain…… More like bribe him!!
FATIMAH: Oh stop being so bad! One day, even on my wedding day, you can’t not have a go at Zayaan….
ME: For you (hugging her) Just because its your wedding day, I will try my very best to NOT insult your hubby!
After all the cakes were placed on the table, the main wedding cake came through. Nuha had specified she wanted icing work done and when Fatimah and I went to the bakery a few days ago, we finalised the perfect wedding cake design… And here it was… before our eyes… And I must say I was impressed with the bakery! It looked AMAZING! Beyond amazing! Whoever mad it had some reeeaaaal talent. I searched for my camera so that I could take a picture of the cake… but I couldn’t find it…
I swear I had left it on the table I was sitting at, but when I went there, it was no where to be seen! My camera! It could NOT be missing! I would just… cry! Again, drama queen here, but seriously it had ALL the pictures I had taken of the wedding! I didn’t want to loose out on those memories. I asked my mother if she had seen my camera, I asked aunty Zaheera, Aunty Salma, I even asked Aunty Raeesa…
AUNTY RAEESA: Sorry sweetie, I haven’t seen it anywhere
ME: It’s okay! Silly me for leaving it around
A vision in pink came running towards me! Aaliyah! I was seeing her after SO long! She gave me a big bear hug and I hugged her back
ME: Wow! Look at you! All dressed up in pink! You looking like a princess Aalz
AALIYAH: You don’t look so bad your self Yasmeen (smiling)
ME: (laughing) Big mouth! Aaliyah, you haven’t seen my camera by any chance?
AALIYAH: Is it black? And big?
ME: Yess. You know where it is
AALIYAH (grabbing my hand) I’ll show you
She led me out of the ladies hall and outside to where all the children were busy playing. All the children were about the same height, but there was one particular person wearing a suit, with his back facing towards me, that was taller than the rest. Aaliyah pointed to the suited boy and I didn’t need her to tell me what she was going to…
ME: (shouting) ZAHEER MOHAMED! MY CAMERA! NOOOOOW!!!!
ZAHEER: (turning around and smirking) Took you long enough to figure it out!
ME: Give it man! I was freaking out!
ZAHEER: No worries, its in safe hands. I told you I wouldn’t break it…
ME: Yes yes, you proved your point, now can I have my camera back please?!?!
ZAHEER: Errr NO! It’s payback for earlier today!
ME: Don’t waste your life trying to get even with me… Please, just give it to me!!!
ZAHEER: I thought about what you said…. The whole ‘change’ thing.
ME: (rolling my eyes) Oh did you know
ZAHEER: Yes… I did…. And Uzair and I got talking as well. And he told me about your theory on how he should give up on girls.
ME: Give up on girls, until the time is right!
ZAHEER: (raising his eyebrows) And how do you know that now is not the right time>
ME: (shrugging my shoulders) That’s for him to decide. If he wants to settle down, he can read Istikharaah and have a happy life!
ZAHEER: And you? You don’t want to settle down?
ME: (shaking my head in disagreement) No, not now anyway.. I respect Nuha and Fatimah’s decision. But I want to make something of my self Zah! I want to study, learn more, go to Uni…. I want to explore!
ZAHEER: Well don’t you sound very ambitious (smiling half a smile)
ME: Add on an’ In sha Allah Ameen’ to all those plans. Marriage comes later on, not right now for me…
ZAHEER: Well I’m glad I’m not the only one! Geez, wedding bells were ringing one after the other over here! I thought there was something wrong with me for NOT getting married young
ME: Well.. there IS something wrong with you, I just don’t think the doctors can diagnose it….
That was a joke Zaheer!
ZAHEER: Aren’t jokes meant to be funny? (raising an eyebrow)
ME: Funny like your face
ZAHEER: (looking hurt) Ouch!
ME: You deserve it!
ZAHEER: (laughing) You’re right! I deserved that one… Here (handing me my canon) Here’s your precious camera
I went back into the hall and watched them cut the cake. It tasted as delicious as it looked!
We waved goodbye to the newly wed’s as they drove off n their seperate cars. Ny now, everyone had left the hall and it was just my parents, Armaan, my self, Yusuf, Aunty Zaheera, Uzair, Zaheer Aunty Raeesa, Aaliyah and my mother. The fathers had all left ages ago to go sleep… Cause that is what men do best! We sat around a table chatting away about how the day was….
ME: WHAT a day!
MUM: No major problems! Shukr everything went off well I’m happy!
ME: What else needs to be taken home mummy?
MUM: All the centre pieces on the men’s side, please get them for me Yasmeen. And take them to the car.
The men’s side was empty empty empty. There was only Uzair, Zaheer, Yusuf and Armaan. Uzair was busy playing candy crush on his phone. (I could tell by the way he was concentrating on his phone) Armaan was busy tapping away on his phone. Yusuf was playing Flappy birds ( I could tell by the way he kept screaming at his screen ‘damn you you stupid bird’) And Zaheer was just staring into space… His eyes were fixated on one point and I followed his gaze only to see that he was staring at the corner of the ceiling. When I looked back at him, he was staring straight at me…
ME: Umm.. since you seem to be doing nothing, help me with these please?
ZAHEER: Whats the magic word?
ME: I’ve had a long day. I have no time for manners!
ZAHEER: (picking up the flowers) Part of your whole ‘change’ phase should be you changing to be a NICER person. Emphasis on the NICE!
ME: Emphasis on the keep quiet! Less talking more working!
There were about 20 centre pieces in total. It took us 5 trips back and forth, between my mothers car and the hall to finally get all the decor into her boot! But when I went back to the ladies side, it was completely empty! My mother was gone! And so was aunty Raeesa and Aunty Salma! I pulled out my phone only to see 5 missed calls from my mother. I phoned her back real quick
MUM: Yasmeen! Don’t you ever answer your phone?!
ME: Sorry! I was busy doing what you told me to do. Where are you’ll gone?
MUM: Armaan was falling asleep and Aaliyah was beginning to get a little bit of a temperature.
ME: She got fever???
MUM: She’s just feeling sick. I went home with Aunty Raeesa. I think Aunty Zaheera also left with Yusuf. Tell Zaheer to take my car and bring you home. I left the key in your bag.
It wasn’t just me and Zaheer.. We were also giving Uzair a lift back home since his parents decided to ditch him… The car ride home was quiet until Uzair spoke
UZAIR: Zaheer, pull over at a supermarket please.
So when we got to the nearest supermarket Zaheer pulled over
ZAHEER: What you need?
UZAIR: Don’t ask just pick a flavour. Orange or strawberry?
ZAHEER: What you going to get?
UZAIR: Just pick one
Zaheer looked at me very quizzically. I knew what Uzair was doing.. It was something we did about 8 months ago. I looked at Zaheer re assuringly and nodded my head
ZAHEER: Umm… Strawberry?
UZAIR: (looking at me) And you want strawberry also?
I nodded my head in agreement. Uzair hopped off the car. I can’t believe he actually wanted to do this! 5 minutes later he returned with a packet and as he got into the car, we heard the bottles clink against each other
UZAIR: Can I drive Zaheer?
ZAHEER: Err, what’s going on?
ME: Let him drive Zah
ZAHEER: Do you trust him?
ME: (nodding my head) Yeah, I know what he’s doing.. Just.. go with it
ZAHEER: (unbuckling his seat belt) If you say so.
Uzair and Zaheer swapped places, leaving me all alone in the back. I didn’t mind though. Part fo my change was to be able to be happy with my self.
ZAHEER: Can someone please tell me what’s going on?
Uzair had just parked by Durban Beach front and Zaheer just looked more confused
ZAHEER: We going swimming?? At midnight?? IN SOUTH AFRICA! What if we get mugged or something?!?!
ME: Oh calm your kebabs princess of Arabia!
ZAHEER: You’ve done this before?
ME: I’ve done this once. Not sure how many times Uzair has done this
UZAIR: (smiling) I’ve only ever done this once
ZAHEER: Well great! Perfect! Supeeerb! But can someone PLEASE tell me exactly WHAT we are about to do!?
ME: Wait and see.. Saboooor!
We went onto the pier and Uzair handed us our bottles. I noticed he had picked an orange bottle and not strawberry. He and I emptied the contents of out bottles into the sea. Uzair pulled out a pen and notepad
ZAHEER: Woah, where’d you get that from?
UZAIR: They were selling it in the supermarket. (handing us each a piece of paper) Here
ZAHEER: I am still very confused. Please shed some light
ME: (sighing) ever heard of a message in a bottle? Once before tonight, Uzair and I tossed these same kind bottles into the sea writing things we wish to let go of… And for some reason Bobat here has brought us 3 to do it today ! So less talking more thinking about something you want to let go of
Uzair scribbled down what he wanted to let go of. He handed the pen to me, then walked back to the car. I didn’t have to think long and hard, this time I knew what I wanted to let go of and so I wrote it down, shoved it into the bottle tossed it into the sea and handed the pen to Zaheer
ZAHEER: wait, so I just write something?
ME: Don’t think too much about it Zah. I know it might feel stupid, but you feel a weight being lifted off your shoulders… Well that’s how I feel
ZAHEER: (breathing out heavily) Okay then
He scribbled away on his paper as I walked back to the car. Uzair was already inside and shortly after I jumped in so did Zaheer. He drove us back home and this time it was complete silence… I looked at the backs of Uzair and Zaheer. After tossing that bottle into the sea, I felt relieved! I didn’t need these boys in my life! Of course Uzair was my best friends cousin in law, and Zaheer was my mothers best friends son, but I didn’t need that like how I use to.
I was independent enough to be alone and not be depressed.
I was strong enough to stand up for my self and want to change.
I loved my self enough to not put my self through emotional pain.
I was a changed, mature girl growing into a Woman!
And I had never felt happier in my lifetime then I had in that car ride home…
Just Married ♥