MADE FOR EACH OTHER

CHAPTER 24

DUA POV:

We all went back to house. All the men's were staying back in the mosque and would come back after

offering salah.

All the way anam and saba were teasing me. Calling me mrs. dua armaan rizvi. My stomach was doing

cartwheels inside me whenever they said so. But deep down I was feeling bad. Even though I had

done a horrible thing with ayesha but I can't do anything now. By gone is by gone. But that's not why I

am feeling bad. It's something else.

I closed my eyes and replayed the moment when he pulled my veil up.

I looked up slowly up at him he was wearing a white kurta. His face came into my view his chin, jaw,

nose and finally his... his eye's.

It was for first time that I had seen his eyes. They were chocolate brown, deep chocolate brown. I can

sink and drown in them easily. His eye's were happy but they flickered between emotions. Many

emotions. "Guy's. You can continue the starring later." Anam said. Which broke our stare.

But I know deep down there was weird connection connected between us. A weird. But honestly I liked

it. I liked about things with him. Everything with him.

'You, gonna pay for this with your life'

Ayesha. Ayesha. What should I do to you. You'll make things miserable for me as you always did since

we were kids. She was always like this. Even if she does anything to me it won't matter to me now but

she shouldn't hurt armaan. I won't be able to handle so.

"Mrs.rizvi" I turned to see Saba calling me.

I raised both my eyebrows at her.

"What" I said. Everyone began to laugh in the car.

"We were saying something. But seems like someone's is in deep thought about someone." Anam said

from driver seat she was driving us back.

I am indeed going all nuts.

"Of course you are." Saba said.

"Did I said it loud" I asked.

Everyone laughed again.

"Don't worry dua. I happens. " anam said and began to laugh.

Soon we arrived our destination since most of the people already came back before us. They were

having dawat(feast) in the hall. I was hungry too.

I offered my salah. It was hard to do so in saree but I made it. I was sitting on my bed in my room

where we all were sitting.

By we I mean anam,saba, Shahida and salina who is a cousin of armaan and nida she is too a cousin

of armaan and of course center of attraction panda.

Shahida was busy telling us stories about armaan how was he during his childhood. How he wasn't

involved in any mischief but would always ended up in being punished. There were many more

adventures that Shahida told about him to me. She also told me many things about his likes and

dislikes. I tried to remmber them all in the back of my mind. Though I am not a quiet and cool person

about which armaan knows very well but seems like I have to act so. Because he like such person. not

the old me who would be dancing up and down on the bed right now. Or would crack weird jokes.

All of them left to have lunch only saba left behind. I thought I would get a break and would close my

eyes and relax but people were coming to met me before they were leaving some of them even gave

me an envelope. which I absolutely had no idea what to do. But sharina khala told me that 'It would be

your gift so you must keep them.'

"Saba please go and fetch some food for me. I am hungry. Saba." I said to saba who was busy in her

phone.

She looked up at me and said "I thought brides get so nervous that they don't even feel hungry." She

said.

"Saba. Are you for real. I am a human and that too hungry. Please." I said.

"Fine. Look after panda then." She said and left.

Panda was sleeping lucky he. I wanted to sleep too. Just like him so carefree. Saba's phone was

vibrating beside. Wait were is my phone. Oh no don't tell me I left it in the mosque. Ya Allah. I picked

saba's phone. Since I knew her backup password it was easy. I dailed my number it was ringing but no

one was picking it up. Looks like my phone is in trouble. What would I do now. This day can't get any

better. Perfect day.

"Anam. I think I lost my phone." I said stuffing a spoon full rice to my face.

"When?" She asked.

"I didn't know I had it with me when I was in the mosque after that I don't know what happened." I said.

"Don't worry I'll search it for you." She said.

I thanked her for that.

Later we were chatting so much that I had never chatted this my entire life. We all stopped when we

heard the call from the mosque. We all then offered our salah.

And then the moment came which I was scared to.

Bidayi.

Khalajan was the one who called the crying period. It started in and in my room itself. As much as don't

like the sound that people make while crying I can't help but actually cry. I don't want people judging

me. And after all I only met all the relatives like twice a year or something so it's not hard they aren't

around me much. And I'll be living in the same city but a different place with different people now. I was

yet crying. Asma didi hugged me and said "Always be happy and take care of your self so much." It

made me cry more.

Hardest was with bua she's the only one who has seen me through my thick and thin.

Next came anam and saba we did a group hug. I am gonna miss them. We stayed up late at night

talking so much all the week and suddenly I am leaving. I didn't like it. No I didn't. I wish I had more

days to enjoy with them.

Ammi and shahida bought me down. I met all my other relatives. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

My brother uwais and yahiya. Chahu and khalu. And jiju asma didi's husband.

I met them all one by one. Next came baba. There was no point in saying I am not gonna miss him

cause it will be a lie then. I would definitely be a lie. I didn't see ayesha. May be she didn't wanted to

see me.

It was awkward with baba but I wanted to hug. may be it would be last time. It didn't last long but it felt

like so. He kept an hand on my head. 'I am sorry baba' I said to myself I didn't had a courage to say it

to him.

I was made to sit in the car along with armaan that too alone. Soon the car began to drive. I watched

my home pass by. I was taking a lot bot to cry. I was crying. I was gonna miss all those dumb parties

that we had. I am gonna miss ayesha's fake accuses in me. Her trying to blame me. Making me feel

guilty. I am gonna miss it. I am gonna miss bua too. Her food especially.

"Here" I heard armaan say beside me. I turned to see a tissue been held in front of me. I looked at his

face and took it from his hand. There's a weird feeling at the bottom of my gut.

When we reached I and armaan were made to seat on the couch may relatives and friends of rizvi

family came to Congratulate us. Ammi then took for relatives check. I met armaan's chahi's and

mammi's. Kahala and phuphi. (all the aunt) They had a large family. But they all were funny. They all

made me feel comfortable.

I was then made to seat in a room. Shahida and salina gave me a good company. Ammi had booked a

beautician for tomorrow. The walima day. It was gonna take place in cities biggest and famous hall.

Shahida showed me what was she gonna wear. We were chatting people were coming and going. Kids

running in and out of the room.All chaos. But luckily in the chaos you won't hear my stomach

grumbling.

Then a person entered the room.

"Assalamu Aalaykum bhabhi" he said to me like a soldier reporting his majesty.

"Waalaykumu salaam." I said looking confused.

"bhabhi. He is my twin brother. Shahid" shahida said throwing her hand over his shoulder.

Twins good. I smiled at him.

"Well. Sister I want to talk to you. I got a plan." He said taking shahida to a corner.

A minutes later shahida came with rubbing both of her hands like they are upto do something. She

smiled at me and took salina with her. A while later they came.

"Bhabhi ammi is calling you down. Let's go." Salina said. They both took me down the hall and made

me sit on one of the chairs on the dining table. At last they are feeding me. Allhamdullilah. I said to

myself.

I was waiting for someone to bring food wait did everyone else had. Don't tell we are not here for food.

Please I am hungry. I saw shahida come dragging armaan along with him. Why is he here.

They made him sit beside me. Shahida asked him to feed me. It was awkward but I was hungry. So.

I was waiting for shahida to come and take me to my room and just call it a day. I was tired. And sleepy.

Finally she came with ammi. Ammi gave me a pair of thick gold bangles and asked me to wear them

tomorrow.

Shahida took me to armaan's room which was beautifully decorated with white and red flowers. It was

looking beautiful. Shahida made me sit on the bed and fixed my veil too. She's a sweetheart really.

I badly wanted to call anam or saba to check what's going on there but I couldn't. But I'll meet them

tomorrow at the walima. I already ordered a new phone.

When shahida and ammi left I became self conscious. And nervous. I had seen armaan many times

but meeting him today and alone was completely different. I remember when I first saw him. So strange

he was to me that day on our engagement. And then at the gym after I never asked him about his nose

tough. I was so nervous really. I still don't know why he did what he did. But it's all in the past now. It

doesn't mattered now. I trust him. Which feels so weird coming from me. But it's truth to be said.

I heard the door knob turning and prepared myself for it. Allah help me.

I felt his presence him sitting front of me after shutting the door.

I was smiling stupidly. He looks nervous more then me. Which was more fun.

"Dua" he called me. It felt good coming from him.

"I am sorry. I am a stupid person. I know. I made you force on this. I know you didn't wanted to. I know

you hate me. But I understand how it feels when you don't want to marry someone and you are left with

no choice." He said. I wanted to laugh at his nervousness. I wanted to tell me him that's alright. But he

didn't stop and I gave him the space by just keeping quiet.

"I know when you like someone but you could be with that person. You are forced to be with someone

else. You might look happy outside but deep down you know you are faking. A part that person will

always be within you. Though how much badly you want to forget about it but you could not. You just

can't. I you know what hurts you more that even if life would give you a chance. You couldn't do what

you want." Tears were forming in my eyes as I was taking his each and every word. What is it his trying

to say that he likes someone.

"Do you like someone" I asked him. Please say no. Please say no. Please.

"Yes. I used to" he said. Tears rolled them and I began to wipe them one by one.

"Used to." I asked him.

"Yes. I used to but I never got a chance to met her or say what I wanted to" he said. My hands turned

into a fist. My anger was on boil but I couldn't do anything.

"I know. I did so wrong with you. I mean.." he was saying something but I cut him. Is he mad. Even if no

then he is making me.

"Then why did you asked me get marry. Because you're parents forced to." I said. If no then why would

he pull up such a dumb stunt.

"You. I hate you even more" I said still feeling angry. I was not in a good mood. Not in a shy bride

mood.

I pulled up the veil. I was looking at me making me more piss off.

"You scrum. Are you mad. You are out of your senses. You like someone and all these time you

pretend that you are into me." Being angry would be an understatement to which I was going through.

"You. I feel like killing you right in front. Right now." I said rubbing my face with both hands in order to

lower any of my anger.

"Ya. Allah." I said. Calm down dua. Calm down.

"But you..." he tried to say something but I cut him.

"Shut up. Shut up. You say a word and I'll cut that tongue of you." I said.

"Calm down dua. Calm down" I said to myself. I Took three deep breaths and said.

"So. Your saying that you like someone else." I asked asking it won't change the answer dua I looked at

him he was nodding his head.

"So does you." He asked. What. What is he asking.

"What? What.. I...what are you saying." I asked him as calmly as I can.

"Don't act. You texted me." He said showing his phone to me . I was shocked by it. Though it's true

that baba did forced it to me. But eventually I agreed on it. I like arham. Nonsense. I might have a crush

on him but I stopped it since he used me for ayesha for the first time itself. And now after our last

encounter I hate him. Wait my phone. So someone did it on purpose. Someone who hates me and

didn't want things good between me and armaan. Who this someone may be. Even though all the

arrows are pointing towards ayesha I have no proof. Her planned is successful from where I see.

"I didn't send the text. I lost my phone since morning." I said it to him.

I want to scream a Congratulations you messed up my life once again.

"I am sorry. I thought you sent it. I got so furious and angry. When I read that you like arham and more

that you hated me. I am sorry." He said. What should I do with your sorry.

"It's okay. That's not what's important." I said which was honestly true.

"Then what is?" He asked. Really.

"You like someone else armaan. Don't deny. You talked about it like you were in deeply love with her.

While the lady sitting in front of you is your wife. And on the first day itself you confess feeling for

someone else in front of her." There's no way I am ever gonna forgive him.

Well it won't matter to him he said he likes someone else. I didn't have any luck for true love. What I life

first your father leaves your mother for someone other women. Then your mother dies of leaving you

with your father and a step mother who didn't even cared about you and last a sister who hates you

with all her might. And now fortunately you like someone and on your wedding day he says he likes

someone else.

"Sleep on the couch" I said pointing at it. Before I do something to him and end his life. It's better he

stay away from me.

He didn't even argued and did as I say. Even though I was very tired I didn't slept well. I kept on crying I

didn't even cared to remove my hijab or my saree but it was too uncomfortable so I did change.

Allah what do you want me to do next. He won't likes me and I already gave him away my heart. How

could I do so. I really thought he likes and deep down I still believe he does which is so dumb of me. I

thought he won't be like others he too used me. He and I was in same room still it feels like I am

millions miles away from him. What should I do. Allah please. Why do you have to test me on every

stage of my life. But there's no way that I am gonna forgive him. Never ever. I would. Not in this life let

this walima go by then he'll I'll think what to do with him and the feelings.