POV - Point of view.

" - Speaking

( ) - Thinking

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The sun was rising,but the beauty was still sleeping and wasn't planing to wake up until someone came near her bed and started to shout.

"Jasmin we got news just now that your getting a wedding proposal today. Dress up fast and come down to the kitchen and help me with the preparations!"

The sleeping beauty woke up with a shock and the one that gave her that shock was none other than her own mother.

Jasmin's POV

Jasmin looked at her mother.

"WHAT?!" I said looking at her with wide eyes.

"Don't shout at me, do you want me to go deaf, guests are coming to propose your hand in marriage so get ready and help me in the kitchen."

Mom left the room whilst I remained dumbfounded.

(Ugh I just want to sleep.) I thought as I stood up lazily making my way to the bathroom to take a warm shower.

Some minutes later I came out of the shower and did my morning routine.

I looked in the mirror and thought (Im still an architectural student in my 3rd year, I have a cozy big bookstore with a secret room for female authors with computers only vip writers can get into, that im managing well, im a well known anonymous author who make a lots of money, my father is also rich,im not that interested in getting married, I wanna make my own money more than I have so it will be enough to buy and fly wherever I want to with my parents, I'll kindly decline the proposal and continue with my life normally) I looked at myself in the mirror determined to decline the wedding proposal.

I wore a black and gold dress and put on my hijab, with some thin gold bracelets and a gold necklace.

I looked at myself in the mirror one more time to check how I look.

"You look fabulous girl" I smiled at myself and went down to the kitchen to help my mother with the preparations.

When I went down I saw my father talking with my mother.

My fathers full name is Levent Shahin he is a turk, he is 47 year old. My moms name is Aysun Kaya she is also a turk and 45 years old.

"Dad, you won't make me marry the person that's asking my hand in marriage if I don't want to right?" I said while looking at him nervously.

Dad came forward and patted my head.

"I would never, just tell me, and I will never let anyone marry you without your will" he said while smiling at me.

After talking with my father i helped mom with the preparations for the guests arrival.

Some hours later after helping my mother with the preparations, the guests had arrived.

(Mom and dad are talking with the guests while im sitting in the kitchen, im too curious to know who want to marry me, so I decided to just peek out of the kitchen, to check what he looked like. My heart skipped a beat as I saw a handsome man in his late 20s sitting on the coach...

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(Mom and dad are talking with the guests while im sitting in the kitchen, im too curious to know who want to marry me, so I decided to just peek out of the kitchen, to check what he looked like. My heart skipped a beat as I saw a handsome man in his late 20s sitting on the coach,his eyes as deep as the dark blue ocean while his eyelashes dark and long making his eyes stand out even more, his hair is light brown with a texture crop cut, while his dark brown eyebrows are thick and arched, he has a tanned skin, making him stand out even more, he is the most handsome man i have ever seen in my life. Im falling in love, im crazy if i don't agree to this proposal.)

I was thinking of him and watching him this whole time i got lost in my thoughts, that i even forgot i have been staring at him for this whole time as well, i was about to return in the kitchen when i noticed him watching me with a smirk, his deep blue eyes squinting while making a smug look.

(So you're enjoying the fact that i have been watching you, hah, just you wait)

I glared at him and quickly went back inside the kitchen.

(As my parents and his parents backs were faced towards me they didn't see me looking at him, but he was facing towards me, and just had to notice me watching him, tch, how full of himself he looked with that smug look on his face, though im crazy if i refuse him, just you wait, i'll show you DEAR FUTURE HUSBAND! what im capable of doing, im gonna drive you mad in no time if we get married).

Some moments later my parents called for me, i stepped outside the kitchen making my way to the living room.

I could feel him staring at me but i decided not to look at him, i turned towards the guests and greeted them with a smile.

"What a beautiful young girl with nice manners" the woman sitting on the sofa said with a smile.

"Indeed" agreed the man beside her nodding.

They both looked like they were in their 50s. I just stood there while smiling and listening to whatever they had to say.

The man suddenly started to speak "I'm this mans father Ziya Ali and this is his mother Bella Marino, we want to ask your hand in marriage for our son, before deciding first let us tell what kind of person he is and what he does for a living. His name is Zayn Ali, he's 26 years old, never been married before, he has his own architectural company that goes in the top 10 best companies in the world, he is a caring young man, thought he doesn't show it in the way he speaks often, mostly with his actions, but i am hoping you would be a great pair and that you will be able to break this ice mountain." he said while laughing.

(His parents seems nice. His name is Zayn Ali even his name sounds nice)

I just stood there listening to what they were saying. Suddenly his mother decided to talk to me.

"I heard from your mother that your an architectural student yourself in your 3rd year, and your only 19 years old, you must be a very good student if you got to enter the the 3rd year of college by the age of 19 when you usually only get to enter by the age of 20 or 21".

I just smiled at them and said " Yes as i love to sketch i decided to make it something i can do in the future with an income"

"Very good" she said while smiling lightly.

"Well then Jasmin what do you say,do you agree to this marriage? You have the last word" his father said with a sincere smile.

I looked at my father remembering our last conversation i smiled, then looked at his parents than at him he was staring at me with those deep blue eyes.

(Jasmin calm your heart down) I thought to myself.

I cleared my throat and gave my answer "I...

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I cleared my throat and gave my answer "I accept this proposal"

Everyone cheered up and talked happily about the date of our marriage when suddenly he spoke.

"Let's get married tomorrow" he said looking at me seriously.

(Ever heard about shame, he lost it somewhere) I was looking at him shocked with red cheeks (well bro at least don't show that your that eager, our parents are sitting here and can hear everything)

"Well the sooner the better, why not?" his father said laughing while looking towards my father.

"Then we will see each other tomorrow then" my father said while smiling with a hint of laughter.

"Aysun im so glad she agreed i have always wanted her as my daughter in law the first time when i meet her when she was still a kid" Zayn's mother said whispering to Jasmin's mother.

"Me too Bella our dream has come true to marry our children as besties" Jasmin's mom replied with a whisper.

Mom and my to be mother in law were chit chatting about something happily, i couldn't hear as i was standing a little far away from them.

Dad and my father in law where talking about our marriage when suddenly, they looked at me.

"Now that you have agreed to this marriage, what do you want as your Mahr(Mahr is a gift from the groom to the bride, and belongs only to the bride, the bride can ask as much as she wants.)" Zayn's father said while looking at me.

"It's your choice so you can ask what you want" my father said looking at me seriously.

"Your father is right, don''t feel shy." Zayn's father said reassuring me.

I thought for a while (I literally love the fact that I get money but I feel to ashamed to ask for much, in front of them)

"5000 dollars" I said reluctantly.

My parents and his parents laughed between each other.

"Are you sure you only need this much, you can ask for way more, my son is able to provide it, dont be shy" Ziya Zayns father said looking at me.

"I'm okay with this much" I said feeling at ease hearing that it's not much and that I can even ask for more, though im okay with this much.

I peeked at Zayn, he was looking at little gloomy and staring at me as if he wants to dig a hole in me, (What's wrong with this guy, I thought to myself)

"Ask for more, whatever you want" he muttered, as i was standing near him only i heard him and I was stunned (Perfect Husband Material, Gurl you hit Jack pot, though im not asking for more!) I looked at him with slight widened eyes while he looked at me with frown, as if he was trying to say "what are you waiting for" I turned away and smiled to myself. (He is Handsome rich not greedy just my ideal type, now now gurl calm you heart down if you don't want it to bounce out)

After talking for some while and drinking tea they decided to bid farewell as it was already almost evening and turning dark.

After biding farewell, I talked with my parents for some time and went to sleep as it had already turned dark as I was done talking with them.

Zayns POV-

To be continued...