10
Haleema
"Ooauch!" I cried out in pains and snatched my leg as the beauty artist peeled off another melted sugar from it. My wedding was going to be in two weeks time and I have been succumbing to this kind of torture for the past two months. It is either melted sugar or me under a blanket inhaling smoke coming from a burnt incense. Ammi insisted I do it. She claims all brides do that and it enhances beauty to another level. I was fed up already, especially when I remembered I have fourteen days left before it could stop. But I could not deny the fact that I actually changed. My skin was smoother and brighter than before.
"Ma'am please stretch your leg before it dries off" she said politely. I knew she was only polite because of the amount of money that will be given to her by Ammi who sponsored the whole thing. I glared at her and refused.
"Aww, stop being such a baby and give that leg" Jiddah who just got off the phone teased me.
