MADE FOR EACH OTHER

CHAPTER 17 : DON'T MISS THE HINT

Dua was lying on her bed crying her eyes out. She was regretting the moment she opened her mouth. But also did she felt a change within herself.

She didn't know what was hurting her more the clap received or her baba yelling he never loved her. 'What was I thinking he would love me. Really.' She thought to herself. She had no chance over aayesha. She knew it but the argument proved it and drowned all dua's hope.

She missed her ammi so much. She felt bad that she said bad about ayesha's mother she didn't loved dua but she always treated her like human at least.
She too treated dua low. But dua had to pay off with something big that is still dug deep in the graveyard of her heart.

She texted college she won't be available for today and would notify if she'll come next day or won't. The college didn't mind it.

Dua didn't wanted to be with armaan but didn't wanted to stay in this house too. It would be better to let a stranger like armaan ruin her either then her own blood related.

She thought men bought no luck for her. She didn't wanted history to repeat it self like her mother but never imagined to marry someone against choice of her baba.

Also her baba wants her to leave his house but armaan...
She didn't liked his guts, the way he knows her so well. Also ayesha liked armaan quiet much but seeing her past she always liked guys from time to time. Poor arham who knew it all and is still interested in her.

Dua dismissed the thought she had about arham and focused on armaan. She wanted to know the reason. Does he wanted to get rid of ayesha and she was the way to it. But in that case how would he want dua then. Why.

But she wanted to get rid of all of these for once and for ever. Even though she didn't want to be with armaan she knew she don't have any one who ever approached her unlike ayesha. Dua had hidden herself in the society. People knew her only by name while ayesha was like a celebrity around. Daughter of a famous and rich celebrity.

But still she wanted to get out and only way she saw was through armaan. She had other ways too, she would have left a long time ago but promised her ammi that she would be with her baba and take care of him. Her mother knew a time would come when there will be no one by his side. Her mother once wrote for her.

"Take care of your baba. I know all the when the fire in him will melt away all wax fame no one would be there by him. At that time be for him stop that fire inside him. Take his care"

Dua laughed a little.
Like baba care about me. She said a little too loud.

But she knew her answer now. It's one way or other. She looked at the time it was 7 past 30 minutes. It's time for a quick nap she thought and closed her eyes shut.

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Dua. My jaan. There you are. Said a lady dressed in white dress. Noor was shining all her face.
Ammi said dua quietly.
"Ammi is it you" dua said and a smile appeared on her face.
" I'm so happy you are getting married today. You have grown up to a beautiful women.
Dua wanted to take a few steps toward her ammi but when she lifted her leg it was difficult she looked down towards her feet only to see a long red fabric she looked down at herself. She was wearing a lehnga. She looked at her hand which were having bangels. She looked up to see her ammi but only to see her talking with someone else. The person was facing her back. She somehow managed to get to them. She was eager to see her ammi. But these person was standing right in front of her. She kept a hand on him. The moment he turned dua woke up.

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"Ya Allah" dua murdered as she returned back to her senses. It was sure a nightmare at day.