The Arranged Marriage

Chapter 2.

I lost focus since my trip to ma's house, been thinking about a lot of things the thought of marriage scared me more than the idea of it. I mean living with someone for the rest of your life is not a cake and tea party affair.

Wedding preparations where taking a start this week, colours, theme and the likes, I always thought about this and imagined it differently about the colours of my wedding, shopping for gowns and the likes, now it feels like an assignment.

I had always thought champagne gold and Burgundy with a touch of silver would be my wedding colors now grey and black seem the most appealing to me in all honesty.

My brother on the other hand made it his duty to constantly annoy me every morning by talking non stop about the wedding and how he is against it, I mean i get the point but there's literally nothing I can do about it, if he wants to call it off which I'm fine with, its very simple, walk up to dad and tell him the wedding will not hold!! Its as easy as ABC instead of making me inhale the smoke of his fury as though I was the one that arranged the marriage, I've had enough of it, its choking me.

I found out a few things about my to be wed, Farouq a Mogul while I on the other hand-I'm just swinging a few millions in my account, 26 while I'm only 22,chocolate, I'm light skin black thats about it, the mental list I made in my head about why this marriage would not work out. He's character though I've been unable to discern or learn, it doesn't bother me though cause there will be a family dinner on saturday by 8pm and today is only friday.

The airport was a bit crowded getting to the first class lounge was hard work(no pun intended), the airport was full with people walking up and about, which is why I had told my assistant to book me an afternoon flight to Abuja but of course Mohammed had chosen to do differently and thought I had said he should book an evening flight!. Honestly why I still keep him around is a bother to me, perhaps it is his charismatic , funny charming persona that draws me to him.

Speaking of the devil my phone rings I dont even need to check to know its either Mohammed or Sadiq. "Yes?" I answer, "oh small hajiyah its me mohammed" I sigh and pinch the bridge of my nose "of course its you Mohammed, are you not going to tell me why you called?" he was starting to irritate me, he chuckles slightly on the phone" ehm------ I forgot to tell you safe trip, and I will not feel...." deep breaths Zarah, deep breaths.

I sigh , hes still rambling on the phone, I hear my flight being announced and stand up swiftly rolling my box along with me while walking to the boarding area , first class always boarded first, okay okay thank you Mohammed," later airgh" I was about to cut before he chips in "small hajiyah zan kirah ki anjuma!!" he adds happily " yes, yes whatever mohammed, bye" I cut the call before he responds with one of his antics Im about to look up from my phone when I bump into someone" Im so sorry I say "quickly before looking up to meet the most beautiful set of dark brown eyes Ive ever seen I scan the face quickly , scratch that the most handsome man Ive met in my entire life, I mean I thought Khadijahs Yusuf was handsome but this guy issa whole beauty god. His jawline is well defined and thats when I notice his lips are moving, oh God I mentally knock my head. " Im sorry for bumping into you" I say hoping that hell let it slide, "and I said you should be careful next time" he says glaring and walks ahead of me along with a few other men dressed in black suits, I sigh and roll my eyes and walk up to the plane.

welcome aboard miss the flight attendants says while reaching out her to help me enter the plane,I scan around the first class cabin quickly for a comfortable seat: I usually like to seat by the left but seeing as Mr Rude and his men are there I decided to seat by the right.

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The drive from the airport back home was rather an unpeaceful one, of course my mother couldnt wait to see me and decided to come along with the driver. sometimes I love her at other times she annoys me like now, we are seated at the backseat and she is ranting off about how I dont call her frequently , "......that is not the one annoying me sef, its the fact that youve bitten your brother with the bad habit too, Sadiiq rarely calls me" she says almost glaring at me , her antics ,manages to c***k me up and I smile while finally saying the words shes been egging me to say " I missed you mamah" while hugging her I swear I love her drama sometimes, after a moment she finally caves in and hugs me back.

Im currently sat in my childhood bedroom, Sadiq had called saying he would not be able to make it for my formal introduction today, he is travelling to Qatar to close in on a business deal tomorrow. I sigh the makeup artist was taking an ample amount of time to do my makeup , considering the fact that I told her I wanted something and light and simple and weve spent about an hour on it. I sigh" say oh" she says after a few minutes , she was applying my lipgloss I comply and we are done already.

Mamah barges into my room without so much as a knock, " mah!!" I shout while trying to tie my dress robe properly , she knew I was about to dress and she barges in like that I glare at her ' is it me you are looking at like that, my friend be fast joor, because I came to check on my own daughter you are now glaring, may your daughter not glare at you oh "she says in a sentence not stopping once while pouting sometimes I dont know whos the mother and whos the daughter, I sigh, she walks towards me a " but ehn but you look beautiful, amaryahh nah!!! "she praises smiling and rubbing my arms "ehen mummy dont patronize me oh after barging into my room" I say stubbornly shifting from her, "ehn sorry nah" she says while adjusting her wrapper on her breast,," mama !! mama!! zee!" calling me pet names while raising my chin slightly , I smile a bit .I loved when people called me zee.

She helps me wear my gown,a blue dinner gown , two pairs of soft brown eyes stare at my reflection you look beautiful she coos while we both stare at my reflection on the mirror I smiled even I had gotten my eyes from her no doubt. I hear the gates open and a few cars drive in "ah they are here ""mama says while quickly leaving to go dress up Im sure. I take in a deep breath, its going to be a long night and I doubt I will enjoy it.