Chapter Thirty Three

Two days later, The room was eerie with noise. Farah and Myrah as usual were discussing the invitation card they would send to their friends and other relatives. A giggle made its way to Myrah's lips as she laughs to some joke Farah was telling her. On the other side sat Zara browsing through her phone. She resists the urge to roll her eyes at their never-ending conversation. They have been in that position for almost half an hour. "Mom, Aunt. When will your planning finish?" She finally asked bringing their noise to a halt, getting a glare from her mom in return. "What do you mean finish? Something we just started now and the wedding is in five days so we have to make sure everything is in place. You might not want a grand wedding but that wouldn't stop us from inviting our friends" she exclaimed turning her attention back to Myrah "So as I was saying, you know that my client, I will send her one. She's very nice and then..." A sound came from the door and Zara trekked to check whe