Zyva POV :

Today is Rabia baji's mehendi and I am super excited...

She is a good mehendi designer but as she is a bride it is not allowed for her to do it...

We called the designer and everyone came, function is about to start

"Zyva go to Rabia's room, she is calling you" my mom said and I went there sincerely obeying her...

As I entered the room I froze...

The girl standing in front of mirror was not my sister ... She was looking damn pretty Mashallah...

"Oh you are here , I was waiting for you ... How am I looking? Am I looking OK? What? Zyva are you okay?" She bombarded questions when I came to my sense...

"Mashallahhhh! You are looking beautiful. Amaan Bhai will definitely have hard time" I said and she blushed

We all know that this is only ladies function so no men is allowed , brothers and pappa are not in home ...but still

Its girls night after all

We took her down in the main hall where everyone was seated even her mother in law ( who is our aunt too).

Soon the function started, girls were applying henna on Rabia baji's hand

and we younger sisters (me, zysha di , all cousins) went in garden to play truth and dare ...

It was fun but something made me turn again and again ,  I was feeling someone's gaze on me all the time...

But there was no one so I didn't paid attention. Soon we all went in, Rabia baji's mehendi was done

Its was beautifulllll , amaan bhai's name was also written in it beautifully...

I too filled my hands with henna as I like full completely covered designs on my hands ...

When it was finished I was staring it in awe .. Mashallah

Soon the function came to an end we all had dinner and guest left ... Everyone retired to their beds

But I was fully awake, sleep was long gone

The thought of my sister leaving the family is making me cry ...

My stomach growled breaking the chain of my thoughts, I had less dinner due to mehendi ...

But now its dry and I can have something so I went in kitchen to have ummm... something

I was on stairs when I heard some noises near the main door, I quickly went there...

But there was no one...
Something caught my attention
a piece of paper on the floor ...

When I picked it up, I froze on my place with wide eyes...

'You were looking pretty today masha'Allah
Coming soon to take you 
See you soon

Your love...'

What is this? For whom? By whom? Who is coming?

Maybe it was sent by amaan Bhai to Rabia baji, but why didn't anyone gave it to her?

There was a lot of questions in my mind by which I forgot about my food

I went in kitchen and had sandwich

Then made wudu, after offering isha prayer.. I made my way to bed...

Thinking of my tomorrow's performance in Rabia baji's sangeet...

Yes it is arranged only for me and my cousins sake...

Soon sleep consumed me and I drifted into my dreamland...

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Letter?
To whom?
By whom?

Who was it?

Is everything is going according to their planning and preparations?

Or destiny has other plans?

Wait for next chapterrrr?

Till than 
Assalamu alaikum sincere readers😜😘😘