Bride without a dress

"don't go over the this world

alone, scathed

Here is me with you. And where we are is where our world starts"

.

She dusted the table and covered the chairs in satin cloth. Arranging on the center, flowers, cards then colorful marble pieces fitting in the decorative piece placed on it.

She hummed contentedly as jubilation swarmed the air and the light giggles of children playing, chasing each other like mice. Another group of girls sat in circles. The tranquil air she inhaled was cut with a loud banging on the gate leading her to open it and she saw Anisa, Habiba both some other women all engulfing her in a choking hug.

"The bride isn't dressed yet?" Habiba's tone was laced with scold, dropping the bag in her hand.

"What are you waiting for?"

a confused Salima was shoved forward. Some patting her head holding bags that looked like gift packs.