"I won't be going anywhere to distribute cards, babe, this is not a wedding I'm looking forward to. Why do you insist I have to go share my wedding card? Besides, this is not my first time getting married, so, there's basically nothing to be thrilled about." Zeenah rambled, as she clamped her headgear around her head to cover her soft fluffy hair. She was wearing a blue and black striped Ankara and was busy packing her clothes into her boxes so they can be sent to Abdul's house. Her new house.
She'll be married to AbdulRasheed in two days. Two freaking days! And to say Zeenah wasn't nervous was an understatement. She was scared, down to her bones.
"But that doesn't mean you won't enjoy your wedding and invite your friends," Samirah began, as she moved to the edge of the bed she was sitt
