MADE FOR EACH OTHER

CHAPTER 48

Armaan didn't knew how to find dua in this whole lot of airport which was filled with people.

He didn't knew which flight exactly she's taking. He didn't even knew if she left or was still waiting.

"Where are you dua." He said as he stood in a place and skimmed his eyes all over the airport. "Please

don't go. Yah Allah please make me find her." He murmured as he kept running here and there to find

his hijabi.

While on other hand dua was sitting on the bench in the waiting area. Her flight was 30 minutes late.

She was sitting there regretting her self, her life and everything. She wish she could change things.

She wish she wouldn't had listen to ayesha. She should have kicked her out of her home, doing that

won't change the reality. So she kept listening and let her smash her life with her feet.

People speak about destiny. I call it Qadar. the events that will necessarily happen to a particular

person or thing in the future.

We are unable to control it on our own. No matter how hard we try to run away it comes to us. No

matter thousands times you deny it. It won't change it is mended to happen and it happens. Tough how

much you deny it.

Will this Qadar will let armaan and dua get together. Or it would take the test by break them for once

and forever.

Dua exited the airport. She began walking out along with bunch of people who were looking forward for

the flight. But apparently a cyclone hit the airport in Texas. So there flight were called canceled. Now

dua didn't knew where to go. All she thought was she's gonna go at her baba. She knew ayesha would

help her because she just wants her gone.

She was broken. really badly. She didn't knew what to do. Apparently for now she was just gonna sit

under one of the many palm,Which were for decorating of the airport. she had with thousands of

memories of her armaan running down. She began to doubt whether she could really survive her all life

without him.

Armaan was still running looking for her. Floors after floors. He wanted to give his hope out but giving it

out meant leaving dua. A fire rise in his heart as he imagination not seeing her. Not her waking him up

in the morning. Not touching her. Not feeling her and most importantly when she is carrying his baby.

he can't. He'll find her at any cost. No matter what.

He began to run in order to find her. all of a sudden he spotted a hijabi sitting under a tree on the

airport. A soft chuckle left him as he saw her. He wanted to run towards her but he stood there an

normalized his breath. He then started walking towards her his heart beat going wild in his chest. He

began to speak even before he reached her.

"What do you thought I'll let you go that easily." He said.

Up on hearing him she turned.

All the smile of armaan faded away as a frown formed his face. He cursed himself. He apologized to

lady.

He now lost all his hope. He was now accepting that she left her. He had mixed emotions now. They

were anger disappointments there was sadness there was sorrow and grief. Maybe it's in the Qadar to

not get her. What should I do now. I shall go home and ask ayesha. But would she say that where she

transported my dua. Where are dua for real.

Armaan planned to go home. He turn and began to walk but saw a pen fallen. He leaned to pick it up

and shouted for the person.

"Excuses me miss. You dropped this." He said as she saw another hijabi.

His heart beat began to race. It heart was going all wild in his chest.

She turned but was stunned to see him. She indeed thought maybe maybe he would show up but

looking at him for real was making her go all crazy.

"You..Dua rizvi. How dare you pull up such stunt. How could you leave me." He closed the distance

between them. Dua was frozen as she saw him walking towards her.

She was all frozen when he came and hugged her. He broke the hug and looked at her. An emotion ran

within him as he saw her condition.

"I thought I'll scold you for this but then I promise myself that I won't. But please let me find her." He

said as she run his thumb on the jawline. Not caring were they where.

Thousands thought run through dua. But still was far away from her conclusion. She was slowly coming

back to her senses. She created a good amount of distance between them.

Armaan was stunned by her behavior.

"No. No. Please don't. I won't be able to control myself. Please." She said and armaan stopped making

the attempt to get close to her.

"Okay. Fine. But why." He asked frustrated.

"I think you didn't heard ayesha. But she is the one. She is the one whom you mentioned on the first

day of our wedding. She is the one whom you truly love. She is the one whom you belong to" she said

with tears threatening in her eyes.

"Oh. Really and who are you. Who are you dua" he asked her angrily.

"I am no one. I was no one and I will be no one." She said as she wipe a tear which left with her hands.

"Listen see armaan that's not matter who I am. Don't you want to go and be with the person whom you

love. You said I remmber when I asked you do you like someone else you...you said yes. And. That

same person is there standing on the door." She explained him.

"Dua rizvi. Are you for real. Are you that dumb. No. No I don't like or love anyone except you. And I

won't care who is that girl. I..I god damn dua I loved you." Armaan said shaking her.

"I... I... you... you love me." She said with no speed in her voice.

"Yes. Yes. Dua. I love you." He said and paused letting his words sink in.

"Dua. Don't you realize it. Oh Allah how can you..." armaan was cut by her.

"I doesn't matter now. I mean ayesha..." now she was cut by him.

"God. Dua forget about her. Think about me. You. Us and..." he said looking in her eyes.

"And..." she said willing to know who is the this third person.

"And our baby." He said with a sheppish smile.

Her eyes widen.

"What. How. When. Really." She said very fast.

"Yes. Dua. I received a call from the doctor she said it and also we should come for a checkup soon.

But see someone doesn't care about it." He said but all she did was hugged him tightly making him

stop his ranting.

"Let's go to the doctor. We must see her quickly. What if the baby really needs doctor. What if the baby

is hungry or cold" She said and began pulling him with her.

"No. No what .are. urgh.We can't" he said pulling her back to this place. She gave him a confused look.

He signed at his wife.

"Dua. I know you are excited but we should go home and clear the mess first." He said running his

hand in his hairs.

Dua tensed remembering what she did but nodded.

They were now standing beside there car. Armaan was keeping all the luggage at the back. While dua

was watching him do that with lovingly eyes.

He closed the distance and hugged her.

"You are gonna get your punishment for this." He said hugging her tightly.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.