MADE FOR EACH OTHER

CHAPTER 24 : SLEEP ON THE COUCH

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 back to home, 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. Things weren't in my hands and even now aren't.

By gone is by gone. I just want the best ahead for me. 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. I like it with him and only him. I have something for him. Something's that is too big...

'You, gonna pay for this with your life'

Ayesha. Ayesha. Ayesha. What should I do with you. You'll make things miserable for me again. 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 questioned her. Everyone began to laugh in the car. With me being confused.
"We were saying something... But seems like someone's is in deep thought about someone." Anam informed 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 totally ashamed out of myself. What's wrong with him. I got issues...

Everyone laughed again.
"Don't worry dua. It happens. " anam said and began to laugh too. While I just rolled my eyes on them.

Soon we arrived to 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. Not first time wearing 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 are a cousin of armaan and nida she is too a cousin of armaan but... and of course center of attraction our 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. Poor armaan.

There were many more adventures that shahida told us about him. 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 was 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 with money as gift in it.( A/N:salami) 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.'