MADE FOR EACH OTHER

CHAPTER 34 : GUESS WHO?

Dua was in the kitchen. She was making coffee. Her body was suddenly craving for it. At 3AM. She was beating the coffee. Trying out some follow ups she saw in some random video.

She was lost in her own mind, When she began to feel being watched. The hairs on her neck stood erect. It was really hard that dua could sense anything behind her. Her reflex and senses don't coordinate really well. But today at the right movement, she all of sudden she was felling really suspicious.

"Strange." Dua murmured still being absent mindedly and turned. She check to her left and right but no one was there. She left a breath that she didn't knew she was holding up till now. She turned back and began to focus on her task again.

She was now adding milk in a cup. She placed the milk bottle down on the counter.

Suddenly her alarm went all high. Her heart beat was running double it's normal. She was completely frozen on her place. She heard footsteps. Someone was right behind her.

A hand draped on her waist, pulled her close and picked her up and twirled her around. Dua was having a heart attack inside her body. She felt like a doll being picked up twirled around. She was having a panic attack. The person let her back on the ground all the while her body was still and stiff. With the hands still hand on her waist. It made her turned around slowly.

Dua's eyes popped out of there sockets. Her hands automatically went to her chest in order to calm her heartbeats. As she realized who was in front of her. Whom she was least expect to see.

It was him. It was armaan.

"You...you made me scare. You... when did you came. Why didn't you informed me. I... you." She began her ranting out of breadths but stopped as armaan engulfed her in her arms. Slowly and yet swiftly.

She wasn't mad at him, not any more. she hugged him back. A tear slipped her eyes and landed on armaan's shoulder. After a while which felt like infinity they parted apart.

"Well. I wanted to inform you but my phone's battery was dead. And surprise." Armaan squealed on his last word.

"What are you doing in the kitchen it's late you must be sleeping. Why are you awake." He asked dua.
She smiled as she answered. " I was making coffee. Couldn't sleep."
"Well, let's get some sleep I am very tired." He said.

Both of them carried armaan's luggage to armaan's room.
Armaan just crashed down on his bed like a child coming after a long day in school.
"You. Mr. Rizvi. Get up and go change first. Might take a shower too." Dua said coming and sitting beside him on the bed.

A groan left armaan's mouth. "I am too tired to move even an inch." He said.
"You weren't tired to scare me." Dua said.

"It was worth it. I saw you in the kitchen and it was perfect. You should have seen your face." He said looking at her.

"Yet you didn't laugh." She asked him.
" I have seen that face many times. That's why. And the smile that came to your face made me smile." Armaan said.

Dua blushed hard on his comments. Armaan shot up from his place and sat in front of her. Making a direct eye contact with her.
"Tell me dua. Did you miss me?" He asked her.

Dua was looking everywhere except back at me. With her red cheeks.
Armaan was watching her get nervous with amusement. He began to smirk. His signature one.

Dua swallowed a lump in her throat before she spoke up. "You. Go have a shower."
"Not the answer I was looking for." He said.
"Armaan." She yelled at him with annoyed expression.

"Okay. Okay. Fine I'll stop now. But one condition." He said. Dua looked up at him. "I am hungry. I want that chicken sandwich. Nothing else." He said.
'Some is fan of your cooking' dua's subconscious said to her.

"Fine. I will. But go have a shower and then come down." She said.
A goofy smile appeared on his face. He got up and walked towards the bathroom to have a shower. While dua went down to made her husband a sandwich.

"You won't go for office then." Dua asked from the table to armaan who was stuffing his mouth with the sandwich.
'Does he really like it.' She began to wonder.

"Yes. I need an holiday after working these lot. And also I want to see ammi abba. I brought gifts for them." He said with food still in his mouth.
Dua began to wonder if he bought her a gift. Or he forgot about her.

"Where did you lost now" armaan said looking at dua who zoned out.
"No where." She said taking a sip from her coffee dramatically.
The rest of the conversation included armaan talking about japan and some other stuffs. Dua told him that his gym was fixed completely.

When armaan was done with his sandwich. They plan to go sleep. Armaan helped dua clean the dishes.

"You know armaan watching me working is not a way of helping." Dua said placing the now clean plate back to it's place.
"Yeah. But it's kind of satisfying." He said.

"You are weird" she said whipping her hands with a towel.
"It's not weird it's like some people watch ASMR videos or some people play with slime for satisfaction it's similar." He said thinking very hardly.
" I was right you are weird." Dua said and yawned.

"Look's like our princess is sleepy." Armaan said as another yawn left dua's mouth.
"Yeah. Let's go." She said.
Armaan took her hand in his and began walking back to his room.
It wasn't the first time they would be sleeping on the same bed. But still dua was happy. Like a child on Christmas.

A/N: Salaam reader's. How are you guy's. Another chapter here.  Armaan's back. And I am warning people a little. You'll know what I am talking about in next chapter. Anyway hit the star at the corner of the screen in order to vote for the chapter. Please do show your support please. It would let me know that you guys liked the chapter. So please. And thanks for reading this chapter.
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~3MAY2020