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Day twenty-seven/eight; Ramadan...

(3/2 days left)

 
"What.. now?" Fazza was perplexed,
"Abubakar... Why do you always lied to me!" He said in a betrayed tone.

"I always try to.." He gaze at Yasmin, "I thought you'll never accept her as my bride!" Prince Abubakar said.

"I won't!" Fazza blurted out, Yasmin had a devilish smirk on her face, Tariq was also happy.

"But dad, you're doing it again, why can't I marry Zarah?"

"Because you're engaged son... You're engaged to Yasmin." Fazza said as he wanted standing up but he sits again.

"Yeah Fazza, he should know that! " Yasmin whined.

"And who said I can't marry two wives!" He said and paused as they all gasp loudly! "According to the Sunnah; a man is entitled to marry more than one wife, so I'll make Zarah my second wife!" Prince Abubakar ordered.

Fazza was silent, too flabbergasted to even think of what to do.

"My daughter can't have a rival in marriage!" Tariq said like he would kill Abubakar.

"Yes, I can't, Abubakar I love you, please forget about her!"

The Fazza opened his mouth to say something, but it froze and he was silent again.

"Hamdan, say something!" Mr Tariq said.

"Hmm... If Yasmin can't marry someone with two wives.." He paused and gazed at Yasmin and Abubakar respectively. "Then let's call off the wedding, and you'll marry Zarah, because a Future Sheikh isn't guaranteed to have one wife, he is the prince, he can make his decisions!" Fazza said and Prince Abubakar smiled.

"Besides.... Zarah isn't bad, she has dignity. She knows how to deal with royal stuffs and most importantly, she knows how to deal with ruthless, lethargic princes!" Fazza said as he chuckled and Prince Abubakar also chuckled softly.

Happy probably.

Yasmin wasn't getting it, she could have a panic attack any moment from now.

"I love you...." Prince Abubakar hug Fazza "Dad." Fazza's face lit up as Prince Abubakar said 'dad' and he tightened the hug.

"I love you too, that is the decision your mother would make." Fazza said as he loosen his grip.

"Speaking of mother, when is she coming back? " Abubakar asked in ecstasy.

"Maybe on Eid day. She is still helping those poor at the madarasah in Europe. She'll be back don't worr-" Tariq cut the Fazza short.

"Hamdan, why are you doing this, order your son to marry Yasmin!"

"Yasmin is a good girl, I love her, but the choice is hers. Yasmin, if you love me; choose me." Abubakar said before the Fazza could utter a word.

"No..... No... I can't choose, I love and I can't share you with someone else!" Yasmin said as she run away from the Iftar point.

"Yasee! Yasee!..." Tariq said as he turned to her direction.

"Tariq? I'm not a monster, I love my son as you love your daughter and I cherish his decisions, I'll go now." Fazza said with a soft sigh.

Mr. Tariq stood in a spot staring at the prince.

"Excuse me." The prince bowed before walking away.

CityMax hotel

In room 36; a body guard stood at the foyer, Dale held a car key and looked so sad, Safeenah and her Ummi were packing their stuffs.

"Zarah.... I'm happy for you, your Highness!" Dale said confused.

"Mr Yahaya, I will never forget you, you're a good person and I wish you find your ribs in the nearest future, I'm so lucky to have a friend like you! " Zarah said with a hospitality smile.

Dale also smiled and nodded, he grabbed the suitcases and pushed it out of the room.

"Zarah! We need to talk!" A broad voice called from the foyer. Zarah turned and she saw Uthman?

"Thank you for all your effort in ruining my life, may almighty Allah reward you according to your actions." Zarah said as Safeenah pushed a suitcase in the elevator.

"Have you seen Sheikha? She is ten times worst than Yasmin; you better cancel the proposal and you guys barely know each other, in just 27 days you think he loves you? After when he gets what he want—I'm sure he'll divorce you. You'll be heartbroken twice. "

"Well; Zarah and the Sheikha is a story for another day. Let me have a good ending please!" Zarah pleaded.

"You think life is a fairytale?" Uthman asked.

"Yeah, it is a freaking fairytale, guy! I left the big shot Chinese chef to marry the prince of Dubai, so that is the definition of fairytale my dear!" Zarah said in a fake Canadian accent.

"I love you..... Zarah," he hit the point.

"When you make Allah the king of your heart, he will complete your fairytale. And you...Uthman Yaseer, are not my fairytale!" With these Zarah walked out and the body guard followed her, Uthman was left alone in the empty hotel room, heart broken and angry.

Confession from Zarah, Yasmin and Abubakar.

Abubakar

Why do you hate your childhood sweetheart that much?

I know that is the question on your minds. Well I don't hate Yasmin, in fact I love her like I love Zarah when we were young.

Someone changed my feelings towards her. Ayeesha, my late fiancee. She changed my life, my ways, she taught me the value of life and love. But Yasmin never do that, she just showed me off on her stupid blog.

But unfortunately, my dearest passed. After living in agonizing pain for years, she came back. Yeah Zarah came in form of her; she take me out of the dark.

Do you believe in reincarnation?

I do, Zarah is like my late fiancee, they have everything in common.

Zarah fought with me, she didn't care I'll kick her out, she told me the truth, she never take a selfies with me. Even though my first plan was to toy with her emotions, I finally came to my senses when I know Yusuf was her husband—the tears this guy was shedding made me realize Zarah was a priceless jewel.

Yeah I know, I'm jumping into silly conclusions, we just met twenty-eight days ago and we are getting married?

Yeah, I can deal with it, I know her pasts.

And during our forefather's age, they engaged in arrange marriage. The suitor won't know his bride, I guess this is a perfect arranged marriage.

I still love Yasmin, but I think feelings do grow and also die.

Yasmin, I love you, but I can't do without Zarah either.

                  Adapted from the diary of a prince, Abubakar's diary.

Yasmin

I know I'm a drama queen.

Always faking things. But there is one thing I can never fake. My love for Abubakar!

What is this wild and dangerous feeling? Is it love?

How would you cope seeing your childhood sweetheart going head over heels for someone below your standards. You can call me wicked, but anyone in my shoe would kill Zarah if they had a chance.

I don't hate Zarah.

I despises her, she keeps getting in my way—so nice, she is a fussy perfectionist while Abubakar think I'm a sassy rude bitch.

When I heard Abubakar had a girlfriend, I was devastated. Thankfully she died, Nope, I'm not a psycho, but I changed due to some certain condition life itself offered. Many people say lotuses shone bright under the moon beam and sunflowers glows under the sun, but I think it the other way round. Sunflower will shine better under a moon beam. Abubakar I love you, but the choice you gave, I can adhere to it, so let's call of the goddamn wedding, I'm not interested anymore!

Even it pains me to let you go.

              Adapted from lotuses and sunflower, Yasmin's diary.

Zarah

After a long journey, I still conquer in this battle.

I can't even believe I'm getting married to the prince of Dubai, yeah, we don't know each other much, but I think we have lot to catch up on.

Will I ever stop loving him?

No, never! For two years of being divorced, I never fall for any man other than him.

Apart from his handsome and well chiseled jawline, he has something, a charm that is not comprehendible.

If I was a werewolf, he is would be my Alpha, if I was a Tahfeez student, he would be my Hafiz.

My model,

My love from another planet, because he is too handsome to come from earth.

Abubakar, you've completed my fairytale, you've mended my broken heart. I love you, let's get married.

Soon we will be together forever!

           Adapted from an orphan's diary, Zarah's diary.