PART SIXTY SIX

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My Diary Affair

PART SIXTY SIX

 
Ahmed went to check if they needed help by Safiahs house but came back within 5 minutes, he said they didn’t need help and he wasn’t going to sit there and laze around. I went to sit in my room and relax a bit before jummah. Ahmed came to the room and apologized for how he reacted earlier. 
 
He said he was worried about me and I don’t make things easy, I shut him out a lot and don’t tell him directly what is wrong. One thing I agree with what he said was that he is a man and I can’t expect him to use his brains to figure out what is wrong or what I’m upset about. 
 
So I decided to tell him everything, I also told him not to take offense if I say something bad about his family but he…

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PART SIXTY SIX

PART SIXTY SIX

 
Ahmed went to check if they needed help by Safiahs house but came back within 5 minutes, he said they didn’t need help and he wasn’t going to sit there and laze around. I went to sit in my room and relax a bit before jummah. Ahmed came to the room and apologized for how he reacted earlier. 
 
He said he was worried about me and I don’t make things easy, I shut him out a lot and don’t tell him directly what is wrong. One thing I agree with what he said was that he is a man and I can’t expect him to use his brains to figure out what is wrong or what I’m upset about. 
 
So I decided to tell him everything, I also told him not to take offense if I say something bad about his family but he wants the truth. So I started with how his mother blamed me for something I didn’t do and his sisters did the same. His mother went a bit far by getting my mum involved, I didn’t like that. 
 
Instead of him sorting things out he kept quiet and he kept asking me if im angry but he didn’t see how his family was wrong. I also mentioned how I felt hurt and I feel that maybe I’m making a mistake by being with him because his family doesn’t seem to take a liking to me after he decided to open a case with his ex. 
 
He said they do like me, how can I think that, from the time I met them they always praised me. What he doesn’t understand is that, then things were different. I wasn’t going to be their daughter-in-law and they didn’t feel like I was taking him away from them. Also then he he didn’t have a problem with his ex.  
 
Obviously his family will start disliking me, because of me Ahmed decided to take action against his ex, which means that there is now a drift in the friendship between the two families. They will see me as wrong and not his ex. They feel I’m the root of all their problems and they need to get rid of me or if not they have to not like me.
 
I didn’t want Ahmed to feel bad so I apologized to him about bad mouthing his family to him. Ahmed sat there with tears in his eyes, he said that he feels so bad that his family has treated me so bad and he didn’t see it, I suffered through it all alone and all he could think was how stubborn I was being. 
 
He said he would withdraw his case against his ex, maybe that would help a bit, if it didn’t he would talk to his family. I didn’t want him to talk to his family it would just increases the bitterness and make things worst, I told him to leave things alone they would get better with time. It would be better if he stayed out of it all but be there as support to the person who is right. 
 
I never asked him to support me only because that would be selfish, if I’m wrong I don’t expect him to support me. I’m glad we sorted things out and hope no more problems pop up. Anyways after Jummah I went to Safiah’s house, they were getting ready to set things up for the engagement. 
 
There was still a lot to do, so we all got together and started laying the tables and covering the chairs. We gave the men the task of putting the chairs and tables out and also cover the chairs. We had to wait for the flowers to arrive and also for some of the tea table things. We needed to be finish by Asr so we all could go dress and be on time. 
 
I am wearing a orange and brown dress and Ahmed is wearing a brown Chino trouser with a orange and brown shirt. He didn’t really like the shirt colours but I really liked it. After Asr we went home to get dressed, I quickly went into the shower and got ready. 
 
We then went back to Safiahs house, the guest slowly started to arrive. Just after maghrib everyone else arrived and so did Reeza and his family. He looked so handsome in his sherwani. I went into the house to see if I could get a sneak peak at Safiah. 
 
She looked stunning, she wore a bridal anarkali suit, it had full work on it on the front and the back. She wore a matching scarf and silver heels. Her mum also looked stunning. She had something sewn for her but it was also done up with bead work. 
 
When Safiah walked into the tent and Reeza couldn’t take his eyes off her. He didn’t even realize his sister was talking to him, he was just looking at Safiah. They looked so good together, they made a perfect couple. It made me think of Ahmed and I and our engagement. 
 
Safiah had her cousin read a few Naats, her niece gave a nice speak on marriage and then they exchanged rings and the family fed them mithais. After that we had supper and took photos. The function was long but it was nice. I didn’t do much work because I still wasn’t feeling so good but I helped where I could.
 
Anyways the next day there was no function and we didn’t have to help for the wedding because Safiah had caterers doing everything for her, so Ahmed and I planned a day out, just the two of us. We needed sometime to ourselves especially after the hectic week we had.
 
We woke up early, got ready and left while everyone was still asleep, I messaged Safiah to tell her so her cousins that were sleeping by me wouldn’t wonder where I went. Ahmed first wanted to go to his apartment to get some of his work files, we had to drop them off before we could start our day. 
 
First we went for breakfast to mugg and bean, then we went to do a little shopping and then we went to hartbeespoort, we went for candle dipping, went to a few antique stores, we also visited the elephant, cheetah and monkey sanctuary. 
 
We also managed to go on the cableway, visited the chameleon village and the snake and animal park. We didn’t have enough time I wanted to visit the aquarium but I guess next time. I was so tired by the end of the day but I really enjoyed myself. 
 
Spending time with Ahmed was great, it’s the first time we went out alone and on a whole day of adventure. We usually tagging friends and family along. We got to do what we wanted and worked on our times. It was fun and exciting, exhausting but relaxing also. 
 
On our way back we stopped at the bridge which was such a pleasant sight. We finally got home, the first thing I did was jump into the shower, then we ordered supper and sat in front of the teli watching movies. It was such a relaxing day. 

PART SIXTY FIVE

PART SIXTY FIVE

Ahmed didn’t even bother to call me this morning, I thought maybe he would since I left without meeting him. it was bothering me the whole day but I didn’t want to call and find out if he was okay or why he didn’t call. I wanted him to make the effort on his own. 
 
I somehow got through the day but when time came to go home for the first time I was dreading it. I just didn’t feel like going home. I got to the parking lot and got into my car and just sat there for about 20 to 30 minutes. I really love Ahmed and I want to spend my life with him but is his love enough for me to overlook things. 
 
“Did he love me as much as he says he does? An I rushing into this relationship too quickly? Am I expecting too much? What am I doing I know he loves me, I know I want to be with Ahmed, maybe I am expecting too much.” all these thoughts went through my mind. I don’t k of what was happening. I feel so helpless.
 
I got home and quickly rushed and for ready, today is Thursday and Safiah is having Zikr and Yaseen Khatam at here’s house, I had to go help her. I so much wanted to check on Ahmed and see what he was doing but I tried not to. I want he must come to me, why should I always be the one to go to him. 
 
Why must I always be the first to apologize even if it’s not my mistake. I did the same when his sisters were wrong. I feel if I don’t put a stop to it now it will just continue. I will always be undermined if I don’t do something about it soon but I wasn’t going to take the first step.
 
Ahmed called to check if I was at home but he didn’t mention anything else. Well I just said I’m by Safiah and put the phone down. He came over and saw everyone busy,he tried to get my attention but I kept ignoring him. The Zikr was only after Esha so we had some time after supper. 
 
After supper Ahmed came over to me and asked “what’s wrong? Are you angry?” I didn’t want to make things worst between us so I just told him we will speak at home. He tried in between to talk to me but I just gave him one liners. I was so not in the mood for him. 
 
My mind was not at ease, I could feel the pressure in my head. I couldn’t concentrate on anything no matter how much I tried. I was at my friends function but I didn’t know what was happening or what I was doing. I couldn’t afford to get sick now when it’s her wedding. 
 
Before the Zikr, I went to Safiah and told her that I would be back, I needed to go home, I wasn’t feeling well. I went home and relaxed for a little while and I took some meds to calm my mind. I went back just before the men could return from mosque so that Ahmed wouldn’t know I went home. Otherwise he would of asked questions. 
 
it’s been a long day for me and I was really exhausted, while sitting there all I could think was when will I get to go home. I just wanted to get in my bed and sleep. I am off tomorrow but I have to help Safiah with a lot of things. I couldn’t go back to sleep after Fajr, I needed to be done early. 
 
After the Zikr, everyone came out for tea, Ahmed came to me and said we should go home, we got things to discuss. How could he just expect me to leave when I had to help them clean up and put things away. I just said not now got work to do. He didn’t listen to me nd went to Safiah and told her that we couldn’t stay to help we have some things to sort out. 
 
I was so upset that he did that, without asking me he just made a decision for me. Anyways we went home, the minute we walked in he abruptly said ” what’s your problem? Are you. Trying to create problems between us? Do you kept want to be together anymore?” 
 
I was stunned, I never expected him to react this way. I’m not even at fault. I wanted to just apologize and tell him I’m not angry, I’m just tired, but I didn’t I just thought it in my mind. Before I could say anything I started to feel nauseous and ran to the bathroom. I started vomiting and felt weak. 
 
Ahmed insisted we call a doctor but I didn’t want to, I told him I’ll be fine and he didn’t need to worry, I told him to go to Aunty Rubina before it’s too late. He refused to go. He said he will sleep in the lounge if he has to but won’t leave me. I didn’t have the energy to argue with him, I just said “do as you please.”
 
Ahmed sent Farzeen to go tell Aunty Rubina that I was not well and that he was staying by me for the night. I tried to explain to him that he can’t stay but he didn’t want to listen. It wasn’t right for him to spend a night at my place before we married, I know he did once when my brother was around but that was different. He just didn’t want to listen.
 
I didn’t sleep the whole night, I was vomiting quite a bit. In the morning I called my doctor, he prescribed some medication and said if it continued I would have to go on a drip. I didn’t want to go to hospital, I hate hospitals. I sent Ahmed for the medication and went to bed trying to fall asleep. 
 
I felt so bad I couldn’t go early to Safiah. Ahmed came back with the medication. I had to take two tablets and if it didn’t come right I had to admit myself in the hospital. I was really hoping it works. After a few hours I felt much better but still very sleepy but I got out of bed, showered and got ready to go to Safiahs house.
 
Ahmed didn’t want me to go but I couldn’t ditch her last minute. I looked like a zombie and everyone could see it, Safiah wanted me to ho home and rest, she said she understood and didn’t feel bad. She doesn’t want me to get more sick. So I went back home and got into bed, I slept for about and hour and then got ready for jummah, Ahmed came to check on me.
 
Aunty Rubina bought some food for me, although I didn’t feel like eating. Ahmed tried forcing me but I just yelled at him. He got a shock and just sat there looking at me for about half an hour. Then he said ” I know something is bothering you. What is it? Is it what my mum did?” I mumbled ” finally You figured something out.” 
 
“How do you expect me to just guess things? You need to tell me these things. Now you made yourself sick by keeping it in.” I’m sick here and all you can think about is how I didn’t tell you something I expected you to figure out. I wanted to chase him away, I just told him “like you would like to hear someone badmouthing your family, next time I’ll do exactly that.”
 
I asked him to go and help by Safiahs house because I wanted to sleep, but I actually wanted him gone because he was just annoying me more. I feel so frustrated and helpless. 

PART SIXTY FOUR

PART SIXTY FOUR

Ahmed left to go home just after Esha, I didn’t want him driving around so late at night. Aunty Rubina suggested he sleep by them until Sunday and then he could go back after the wedding, since our area is getting very dangerous at night. I thought it was sweet of Aunty Rubina and would relieve my worry.
 
I got home quite late, I didn’t want to be a bad friend and leave before everyone else, also I lives in the same complex so not like I had and excuse. Well the next few days are going to be somewhat the same. I’m not complaining, I enjoy doing new things and having some excitement is good but it is quite tiring all the late nights.
 
The next morning before I went to work I made rafaello mousse dessert for the evening. I made two batches so it would be enough for everyone. When I got to work, the first thing I didn’t was check my schedule for the next few days. I couldn’t afford another day of tension of being late to Safiahs house.
 
Today I had to go to Pretoria for the day, I had to plan my day so I could be back in Jo’burg before the evening. I took the driver with so I wouldn’t get lost, I wasn’t really familiar with the roads as yet. I only knew my way to work, Sandton and fordsburg and my way around the area I live in. Lucky my work got finish on time.
 
Just two more days and then it’s the weekend, then I don’t have to worry bout time. I’m trying to get off for Friday from the morning so I can be of some help to Safiah. I know Ahmed will be around that’s because he is his own boss, I work for a boss and I’ve taken a lot of days off.
 
Anyways my mum called me today, she was a bit upset, at first she didn’t want to say why but I made sure I pressurized her into telling me. Apparently Ahmeds mother called and complained that Ahmed wants to move to Jo’burg and doesn’t want to live with them. 
 
She made it clear to my mum that she should talk to me and ask me to tell him to not move because she feels that I am telling him to move because I want freedom. What the heck! I was furious, how could she think like that and what was the need to go through my mum, couldn’t she speak directly to me. 
 
Instead she made my mum worry about such a trivial thing and something I didn’t even do. My mum said she did try explaining to Ahmeds mum that I wouldn’t tell him to move because I told her we would be staying with them, my mum also told her that I might not even know that Ahmed wants to move.
 
I told my mum not to worry I would handle it but you know mums they still worry. I didn’t want to wait till it’s too late so I called Ahmed and told him to come to my place before he went to Safiah. He was worried what it was about but I told him it’s nothing major. 
 
I got home early because I asked the driver to drop me at home and have my car sent to my house. Ahmed came home just after Asr, I tried to play it cool and drag the tension a little but he insisted I cone out with it. I told him everything my mum told me and everything his mum said and then told him to sort it out. 
 
There was no way I was getting into a marriage and having my inlaws hate me. I wasn’t going to sit back while his family makes false accusations. He was quiet the whole time and he knows I hate that. He knew he decided something and he knew his parents wouldn’t approve. It’s not like he is moving for me. 
 
He decided to move to extend his business. It has nothing to do with me, but my future mother- in- law proved that she is just that a mother- in-law. Glad I am getting to see his families true colours before I get married into their family. First his sisters and now his mother.
 
His only question and that was an hour later before we could go to Safiah and that was if I had told anyone. That annoyed me more, I mean really, after all the drama your mother makes that’s all you have to say. Men I tell you, sometimes I think their brains are stuck somewhere. 
 
I tried not to show I was upset, otherwise everyone will ask what happened and it would make me feel worst so I wore a fake smile on my face and tried to enjoy my night. When ever I get some joy in my life there always has to be someone to bring some sadness to the picture. 
 
I’m not complaining, I’m grateful for what I have and what I have accomplished and all the credit goes to the Almighty, but sometimes you made to feel so worthless, but I’m not going to let that put me down. I promised myself that I wouldn’t let anyone get me down and definitely not my future inlaws.
 
Things were more exciting today. Safiah’s family all got together and gave her a surprise, they had a full show prepared for her. They sang film songs and performed dances for her. It was so much fun. It was a great way to get things off my mind. I didn’t even thing about my problems until I got home. 
 
Ahmed was going to sleep by Aunty Rubina until the weekend and Farzeen and was coming to sleep by me. She is so sweet she gave up her room for him. Ahmed came to sit by me after the function, we didn’t chat much, anyone could sense the tension between us. Farzeen left us alone and went to bed. 
 
I asked him to go because it was getting late and he was making no difference being around, he was just working in my nerves. I didn’t really want to speak to him until he sorted things out or at least apologize to me for his mother’s part. I think I’m waiting for a miracle. 
 
After Ahmed left I went to bed, I tossed and turned for a while before I could fall asleep. I kept thinking what would Aunty Shenaaz have against me that she would think I changed her sons mind. My mind just wasn’t at ease, I had a sleepless night, I left in the morning without meeting Ahmed. 
 
I didn’t want to see him, I would of just ended up being more upset. When I got to work I called my mum to see if she was okay. I know she is worried for me, she is stressing because jo mother wants her child to have problems with inlaws before she even gets married. 
 
My mum said she isn’t so worried about Faheema because although her inlaws are strict they don’t make unnecessary problems and never gave her trouble. I always prayed for good inlaws, I’m not saying they bad but they seemed so different when I first met them and even our meeting after that. All this trouble only started when Ahmed decided to get engaged. 
 
Maybe they thought I was just another fling and I would pass just like his other girlfriends. They never expect him to say he wants to get married to me and having an engagement makes it official. I don’t know what jog they get out of it,its actually nasty. 

PART SIXTY THREE

PART SIXTY THREE

We left after lunch with a car full of things. Ahmeds mum brought him so much of things, he hardly stays in Jo’burg so I don’t know why she sent all his things. He won’t even pack them he will probably ask me to do it for him, not complaining but more work for me.
 
Ahmed and I got a lot of our feelings out on our way back home. We discussed why he was rushing everything, first the engagement and now the wedding, he didn’t have much to say about it besides he didn’t want anyone causing any problems and it will only stop if we are married.  
 
I feel that we shouldn’t get married out of fear for someone else but we should get married when we want. We also spoke about where we would stay he said I should check for a place in the complex or ask the owner to sell me the one I’m staying in, so that means that we not going to stay with his parents. 
 
Ahmed wants to expand his business in Jo’burg and move his main office as well. I was happy that we were not going to stay with his parents but I know he probably would want to spend all if not most if our free time with his family. I just hope it doesn’t become a rule. I know I’m sounding like I hate his family…  
 
I don’t, I just feel that visits should be equal, I don’t want to end up like Faheema, she stays with her inlaws and spends most of the year with them even eids. They only come to my mum when it’s december school holidays and if there’s a function in our house. She doesn’t even come if it’s a function in my uncles or aunties houses. 
 
Anyways I didn’t mention all this to Ahmed, he would freak out. Those are basically the two main things we needed to discuss, why he was rushing everything and where we would stay after we got married. I’m glad we got to speak, it really makes things easier.
 
We got home just before maghrib, we bought take outs for supper. None of us ladies were going in the kitchen after such a hectic weekend. I made Ahmed take my car home because he had a lot of things and instead of moving everything to his car,it would be easier. I was glad I didn’t have to go into work the next day. 
 
I slept till late and relaxed in my pj’s most of the day. Ahmed came over after work. He told his mother that he decided that he wants to move to Jo’burg after the wedding and also move his business, she wasn’t happy about it. She said a daughter-in-law has to serve her inlaws and that’s how it’s always been. The daughter-in-law has to stay with her inlaws. 
 
I told him to keep the peace in the family we should rather stay with them, although I didn’t really want to leave work and my friends but Ahmed refused and said for his business to expand he needs to be more in Jo’burg and it would be senseless me being at home with his parents and he being in Jo’burg.
 
I can’t handle all this stress, why do women have to go through all the adjustments and sacrifices. I can’t say anything that will be against his family because no person wants to hear bad about their family, so I just accept whatever they say. I hope this doesn’t lead to them thinking that I will be like this always. 
 
Safiah came over to visit and to give us an invitation to her engagement and wedding. It was so exciting for her. Her parents came to stay with her for the week, they were going back after the wedding. I will miss her, she is going all the way to Cape Town. She said for now she will still have her apartment here only after her honeymoon will she cone sort out her things. 
 
I offered to help her in anyway she needed. She needed to use the two rooms in my house for sleeping for a few girl cousins. Safiah was so excited, she couldn’t believe her wedding was one week away. Wedding excitement is alway fun to experience, it only comes once in your lifetime. 
 
Well there was still a lot to do and unfortunately I couldn’t help her much with running around during the week but Ahmed asked his driver to be available to them whenever they needed him. I was glad he was doing something for my friend. 
 
He had more free time then I did this week so I got him to get a gift for Safiah and Reeza. He got exactly what I wanted for them. From tomorrow they having meals in the evening for all Safiahs friends and family. Now to think what to make everyday to take to her house.
 
I woke up this morning thinking what to make to take to Safiahs house.I have so much work today at the office I don’t know if I will make it for supper at Safiah’s. I asked Aunty Rubina to send the food I made to Safiahs place in case I’m late. I made roast chicken and Aunty Rubina made the veggies. 
 
One last meeting before I leave and I’m sitting in the office praying that I finish this meeting on time. I can’t be late to someone’s house for supper. I sent a message to Ahmed to let him know I might be a few minutes late. I won’t make it to go home and change, I will have to go in my work clothes.
 
My meeting finally finishes and on time so I won’t be late, I hate being late wherever I go I have to be punctual but others aren’t the same so when meeting people never depend on them being on time. I got home and quickly went to check by Safiah if everything was okay. 
 
I was glad that there were only her house people there so I could go home and shower and then come back for supper. Ahmed came just before I could go to shower, he brought some stuff in a box, I didn’t have time to ask him what it was. After got ready I told him we could go, he picked up the box so I asked him where he was taking it to. 
 
He said it’s for Safiah, he bought some stuff they might need in a wedding house, I was surprised that he even knew people usually offer to bring things. He told me he had called them today and asked them what grocery things they need he wanted to get it.I was so proud of him. 
 
When we got to Safiah she couldn’t stop thanking me, she was so pleased that Ahmed was helping where he could. There were just three days until the engagement and there was a lot of work. Supper was so delicious,Safiahs aunty cooked the food. Her family wasn’t so big but the amount of love and warmth they have. 
 
We were strangers to most of them yet they made us feel like family. Uncle Abdullah and Aunty Rubina and their family were also invited so I didn’t feel so lonely. Ahmed was with the guys making friends with everyone. 

PART SIXTY TWO

PART SIXTY TWO

 
While I was getting ready guests started to arrive. I could hear all the noise from the tent but couldn’t see anything. My mum came to check on me to see if I was done, my sister was helping me. My mum started to cry as soon as she saw me. She said she couldn’t believe I was getting engaged, I always told them I’m not interested in marriage and my mum had given up on me. 
 
Ahmed messaged me to let me know that he and his family have arrived, I sent my mum and Faheema to welcome them. After maghrib my mum and sister took me out to the tent to join all our guests. Ahmed had this huge smile on his face when he saw me coming down the stairs, his eyes lit up and I could see the tears in his eyes. 
 
My sister took me to the table which they had set separate for us. Ahmed held my hand and then gave me a hug and then like a real gentleman he moved the chair back for me to sit and then he sat. I asked him why he had tears in his eyes and he answered that I looked beautiful and he never imagined this day possible and now that it was here he was emotional.
 
The program started with my brother Hafiz Ziyaad rendering a Qiraat and then one of his friends read a naath, my brother Yaseen gave a short welcome and thank you speech and then we had salaami and dua. It was so beautiful and emotional. 
 
Then it was meeting people and photos and the main attraction was the exchanging of engagement rings. The worst was all the mithais everyone kept giving us. There was a point were I couldn’t take all that sweetness. Ahmeds family were torturing us, all the old aunties were shoving big pieces in our mouths. 
 
I was glad to see Uncle Abdullah and his family as well as Sakina and Safiah. They made my day by being there for me. I felt bad that it was the first time Sakina and Safiah was at my house and I couldn’t give them more time. 
 
After a while I got tired of sitting so I suggested to Ahmed we walk around and go greet people atleast that way we would meet everyone and make them feel welcome and special in a way. Also got us away from being fed all that sweet mithais. After the engagement our families exchanged parcels. 
 
My mum got something for everyone in Ahmeds family including his uncles and their wives and aunties and their husbands. They got gifts just for my family, I didn’t really mind, I wasn’t even counting and I didn’t even know who was getting gifts, my mum made all the arrangements.
 
My jaws were saw by the end of the night and I was extremely exhausted. I asked Ahmed if we could leave after lunch back to Jo’burg because I was not planning to get up early and leave. My mum also wanted to send some stuff with me so she needed some time. 
 
After the function Ahmed stayed for a little bit, he sent his family back to Zinats house. Zinat and Sameer wanted to stay but I sent them home because they were by us from early in the morning and never went home once. The needed to get some rest. 
 
I thought Ahmed stayed because he wanted to be with me but he wanted to speak to my dad. I have no idea what it is about, I hope I find out soon.I couldn’t believe that I was engaged soon to be married. I was a step closer in completing half if my imaan. I was soon to be Mrs Ahmed Khan,Felt really weird.
 
After everyone left my family sat in the lounge and opened all the gifts. This is what’s Ahmeds family gave my family, My dadi got material, my dad got a shirt, my mum got sari material, my sister got necklace and pendant, my brother in law and my brothers all got watches and the kids got pj’s. They gave me two parcels one was a cloak with matching jewelry and the other was a Indian outfit with shoes, jewelry and a clutch bag.
 
I didn’t want to take everything with me but my mum wanted me to. She felt when I get married I will already have everything in Jo’burg with me but I wasn’t sure where we would be after we get married. Even if we stay in Jo’burg we would have to move because Ahmeds place is too small for two people and mine is company given.
 
I haven’t spoken to Ahmed as yet so I don’t want to take anything with me. I chose a few things that I wanted like gifts from family, stuff like perfumes and jewelry. My mum said she would pack all the other things in my room and when I needed them I could take them. 
 
I made my mum pack all the delicious goodies from the engagement for me, I didn’t get a chance to taste most of the yummy goodies. We sat for a little while chatting and my dad said that Ahmed wants to have the wedding soon. I asked my dad when he told him that and he didn’t tell me anything, also how soon does he want it. 
 
My dad said he said if possible by next month. I was surprised because we haven’t discussed anything and he keeps making these decisions on his own. I had to have a chat with him, what is on his mind. Anyways we all went to bed past 2 in the morning. I was finished, the minute I put my head on the pillow I was fast asleep. 
 
Ahmed tried calling, his parents wanted to meet all of us before they left. My dad was still asleep and so were my brothers and my brother in law. My mum gave strict instructions to wake them all up and they should be down in 15 minutes. That was asking for a miracle, my brothers take 15 minutes just to wake up. 
 
Anyways we all rushed and got ready, I was so annoyed, we greeted them the night before and they should understand that we all tired. Which person has a function and is awake at 8 in the morning to meet people. I wanted to tell Ahmed not to bring them but my mum said it doesn’t look nice.
 
They phoned at 8am and only pitched up at 11am. I didn’t say anything but inside I was burning to tell Ahmed. He could see I was upset, he asked a few times but I said nothing was wrong I’m just tired. I like his family but I’ve gotten to know how inconsiderate they can be. His sisters were acting all nice with me and my family but I know their true colours. 
 
They left after an hour, I was glad I couldn’t sit anymore like a statue and just listen to everyone. Ahmed asked me what time I wanted to leave. I told him after lunch, we could leave one time with uncle Abdullah and them. They stayed over at my uncles house and we’re also leaving back today so it would be a great idea to go together.