'What about this one?" She raised the dress at Bushra. It was a white long chiffon dress, covered in crystals. 'Am I getting married?" Bushra asked her, she tilted her head to the side. Madina looked at the dress thoughtfully. 'Too fancy," she mouthed and dropped it on the bed before strolling back to bushra's drawer.

'This has to be it," she declared, walking over to bushra. The dress was dark blue, with a flowery fringe at the neck. Bushra scanned the dress. It was beautiful, she ...