By announcing our engagement, the easy part was over, and time for the preparations has begun.

James wanted us to marry as quickly as possible, so we started a long tiring journey of Seeking the perfect wedding for us.

Of course as an American, James didn't know anything about the traditions of marriage in Islam. So Hassan sat down with James and setteled down everything, he explained to James how it works, the wedding ceremony, the dower, and the celebration .

James understood that we wanted to keep the wedding traditional ' a al egyptian way ', he wanted me to get everything I wanted, or my family wanted.

But we still had so much to decide on, like Where are we going to live? The honeymoon? And Where are we going to hold the wedding party?

" I can get a reservation at the Beverly Hilton wedding venue if you want??" James suggested.

" No, no, I want a simple wedding, I don't want it to be extravgant, I want it to be small, and intimate, with family and friends, I don't want it to be my big fat egyptian wedding, plus you are a clebrity, I don't want our wedding to be a media circus" I told James.

" That's a weird thing to hear from a girl, but okay, whatever you want Jannah, so Where do you want the wedding to take place then?? " James asked.

" Here, I know our house is small, but think about it, I want to get married amongst people who are really happy for us, not fakers!!! " I said.

" Well, most of the peopke I know are fakers!! Welcome to my world!!! I'll ask Matt to get me the best wedding planner, and you can sit with her and tell her about your vision about the wedding, what about our honeymoon??? Where do you wish to go??" James asked.

" I don't know??? You are the one who has traveled the world?? You tell me?? " I said.

" Anywhere with you is going to be a paradise " James said.

" Okay, cut the flirting " I said.

" Okay, okay, let's be serious here, what about..? Dubai, It's a muslim city with breathtaking places, it has nature, it has skyscrapers, it has beaches, it has giant malls, it has mosques, it has everything, what do you think?? " James suggested.

" Okay, it sounds like a good idea, I would love to go to Dubai " I said.

"Okay, I will get us a reservation in the four seasons there, would you like to travel on the same night of our wedding, or wait for some time?? " James said.

" It is the same for me?? What is on your mind??" I asked him.

" I was thinking that it maybe exhausting to travel on the same night, I suggest that we stay here for few days before travelling, Dubai is thousands of miles away " James said.

" Okay, but Where??" I asked.

" In our Mansion here " James said.

" What about your mother?? She is not going to like it " I said.

" Don't worry I'm planning on inviting her to the wedding, so she will know that we are marrying anyway " James said.

" Okay, I was thinking also that I didn't take an official permission for a vacation from the hospital " I said.

" Are you kidding me??? My company owns that hospital!!! If Miller doesn't give you a vacation, he is fired" James said.

" Oopps, I literaly forgot about this, how stupid I must be??" I said faceplaming myself.

" I understand the pressure of getting married " James said.

" Oh God, I don't remeber that I was stressed that much since medical School " I said.

" Hey, don't stress yourself, enjoy the moment, it's a dream coming true" James said smiling.

" Yeah, you are right " I said.

" So now that your brother is not around, can I get a kiss, just a small one on the cheek, pleaase?" james said with puppy eyes.

" Hell no " I shouted at him.

" Calm down, calm down, hold your horses, it was a test, plus I already got one " James said, winking.

" What? What do you mean??" I freaked out.

" I gave you CPR, remeber??" James said teasing me.

" Ha, Ha, Ha, very funny, mention that one more time and you would be the one needing CPR " I said.

" I genuinly believe that this marriage is going to lead to my death " James said.

" Yeah, that what you get for messing with me" I said jokingly.

" Okay, back to the wedding preparations, about the wedding dress name the designer you want " James asked.

" Designer??? I never thought about this before, I thought we can buy any dress from any wedding dresses shop" I said.

" Are you kidding me?? No, this is not happening, I want you to feel like a literal princess on your wedding day" James said.

" Okay, I'll google the designer and the design I want then I'll let you know" I said.

" I guess I'll go now because I need to tell my mother. My sister Genvive is going to be super excited, and I should start preparing the mansion for your arrival " James said.

" Well, that definitly sounded royal " I laughed.

As James was getting ready to leave, Shahd entered the room.

"Hi future brother in law " she said greeting him.

" Hi future sister in law " James said greeting her.

" Where are you going??" she asked him.

" I've got errands " James said.

" Please don't leave, don't leave me alone with her, she is abssessed with my wedding" I begged James.

" Yeah, because we have so much to do doctor, and you are too lazy " she said.

" Come on Shahd go easy on your sister " James said.

" Okay, just for you James " Shahd said.

" Ehem, ehem I'm right here folks " I said.

" Bye future sister in law" James said.

" Bye future brother in law" Shahd said.

James left, and I was alone with my sister.

" Who is going to be your maid of honor?" she asked.

" I..... don't know " I said.

" What do you mean you don't know?? The wedding is in few weeks??" Shahd scolded me.

" I don't have any friends, why I should have a maid of honor or a bridesmaid?? The wedding is already going to be simple and small " I said.

" No, you have to, everybody has a maid of honor" she said.

" Okay, okay... You will be my maid of honor " I said.

" Oh really, really, thank you sis" she said huggging me.

" Get off me" I said pushing her away.

" Okay now we should go shopping for some.... cloths " Shahd said.

" Cloths?? Alhamdulilah I have cloths more than I need " I exclaimed.

" No, not that type of cloths you idiot, the other type of cloths " Shahd said.

" What other type of cloths??" I asked.

" The cloths you wear at home" Shahd said.

" I wear pijamas at home" I said.

" Okay, that's it you are on your own, I don't want to be a maid of honor for a stupid bride" Shahd said leaving the room.

My mum heard the last part of the conversation and laughed at us.

" See how stupid your daughter is??" Shahd said.

" Hey, I'm your older sister don't call me stupid " I said.

" I don't understand what James saw in you?? With that type of attitude and mentality he is going to send you back to us within days " Shahd said.

" Shut up, or I'll Come to shut you up myself " I said to Shahd.

" Both of you... Calm down...." my mum couldn't help but laugh at the scene, as Shahd ran up the stairs.

"Mum do you like what your daughter is saying about me??" I asked mum.

" Hey, don't focus on what she is saying, she is a teen who only sees this as a chance of celebration, she did the same thing when Hassan was getting married " mum said.

" Mum, what is it?? You look a little off " I said.

" No, it is that... Seeing my baby a bride is a little overwhelming, I wish you father were here too" my Mum said drying some tears.

" Oh Mum, don't cry, I'll be always you baby daughter " I said.

" I'm grateful that Allah has sent you someone who understand what you have been though " Mum said.

" Yeah, Alhamdulilah, I also understand him" I said.

I gave my Mum a hug, and went to my room to find the perfect Design for the wedding dress.

As I arrived at our mansion, I felt a shiver down my spine, I had no idea how my mother is going to react?

I don't want her to be angry, I don't want her to be enemies with Jannah, Jannah didn't deserve her haterd.

" Welcome back Mr Wayne " the butlers kept saluting me as I made my way through the hallways of our mansion.

I arrived at our living room, I took off my jacket and sat down waiting for my Mum to show up.

" I haven't seen you since your father's funeral" my mother said as she entered the room.

" Hi Mum, I've been really busy, I'm sorry " I said.

" You are always busy, what reminded you of me now? " she said.

" I.... I missed you.. And I wanted to see my sister Gen " I said trying to postpone the confrontation.

" James don't look away... You are hiding some thing from me, aren't you? " she said looking in the eye.

" Ahh.. Mum.. I'm.. " I couldn't finish my sentence.

" You are marrying the muslim girl? aren't you? " she said.

" Mum, how did you know?? are you spying on me?? " I asked.

" I know that you have been in LA for a week now, I know you have been almost 24/7 in her house " she said.

" Then it's true, you have eyes on me, Mum, haven't you heard about privacy before??" I said angerily, grabbing my jacket to leave.

" James, sit down, I'm your mother " she shouted at me.

After a minute of trying to calm down I Finally spoke.

" Okay, I came to let you know that we will be staying in the mansion for a few days before going on our honeymoon " I said.

" You are bringing that towel head to stay here!!! " my mother said.

" Watch out mother, that girl you are speaking about is going to be my wife, and I'm a muslim myself " I said.

" Don't you see it? They brainwashed you to follow their belief, they are in it for the money, they want your money James" Mum said.

" The funny thing is that Jannah is the last person on earth to be intersted in my money " I said.

" So you are going to break your mother's heart and marry that girl??" Mum said.

" I'm sorry Mum, if I don't, I'll have my own heart broken" I said.

" Okay son, this is your life, you are not underage, you are no longer under my control, it's your life, do whatever you want with it, but don't come crying to me after you marry her and see her for what she really is " my mother said.

" Don't worry Mum, you will be the one regretting that you didn't know her earlier, excuse me, I'm leaving " I said getting up.

" Okay son at least have lunch with me, I missed you " my mother said.

I agreed and we sat to the table, and the butler kept putting the plates in front of us.

" Does she know how to cook?" Mum asked.

" Yeah I think so, she is from an arab house, I guess their women are good cooks " I said drinking some soap.

" I bet you will miss my cooking when you marry her " Mum said.

" Mum, you don't cook, the cook does most of the cooking, you cook like once every year " I said.

" Okay, at least I know how to cook" Mum said.

" Anyway, she doesn't have to cook she is a busy neurosurgeon now, I'll get us a good cook " I said.

" Okay, she is going to be your wife after all " Mum said.

Five minute later, I started having this weird sensation but I didn't understand what was wrong with me.

" What is wrong son?" my mother said as she noticed that the spoon fell off my hand.

" I don't... Know... I feel..... Funny " I said, struggling to make a sentence clearly.

I stood up to go and wash my face to feel better, but I lost my balance as my legs betrayed me and fell down.

It was like my body was acting against me, my eyelids felt like magnets pulling against each other.

My breathing become irregular as if I was being strangeled.

Then my agony came to an end, everything went black.