you are sitting behind a banner with your scarf over your head to covering your face, and on the other side is your fiance, Zakariya or should I say husband now. Your nikkah has finished and now he is approaching you from the other side of the banner. He lifts the scarf off your face, and kisses your forehead

"You are all my duas were for, my dear....Mashallah, my wife is beautiful."

he whispers quietly to you, smiling gently