MADE FOR EACH OTHER novel Chapter 19

After agreeing upon marrying armaan a knot has been developed in dua's stomach. Whenever she thinks about it  either she gets too angry and hyper or gets all nervous and irritated.

She was very much confused to say.

Dua before had too imagined how her wedding should be and specially how his future husband should be. Loving  and caring. She even though she would do her Istikhara and ask Allah to show her the way. But it seems all to be fairytale now. As the person being armaan all she had was disappointment in him. She didn't even want to know how there future would be like together.

Dua hadn't seen ayesha for a long time now. She has asked her food to be brought to her room. Dua thought it's better if they don't encounter each other.

As per mr.shah he has been busy with work and the preparations of the wedding he though wasn't happy to let marry dua in place of ayesha but had put up the act very well and had no choice.

When mr.and mrs.rizvi came that day for lunch dua's and armaan's wedding date had been fixed too. It was two months away keeping the condition of mr.rizvi in mind they didn't wanted to delay it much. Hence the preparations were on swing.

Dua had been forced by bua to be in the  kitchen and learn how to cook. She only  knows the basics and was not completely happy about  the fact of making food for armman and feeding him. She didn't know what his nature is clearly. whenever they had encountered each other though it was not more then twice it was more of an argumentative then normal conversation. He always order her around.

Hence Dua and armaan hadn't established there peace yet. But recently she had seen this annoying face of armaan which was hidden yet. He annoyed her to the bones. One day armaan sent her some flower bouquet during one of her lecture. Her students were mature and smart enough to know it. Whole class was whistling and howling in order to tease her. Even the staff's were teasing her after that.

Also that day when she was leaving the college armaan was waiting outside her college for her. He asked for lunch which she easily denied but armaan being armaan had his way's too. He said if she didn't sit in the car he would pick her up.

She hated meeting him but armaan was making efforts to the least. While dua wasn't ready to let her guards down. She still blamed armaan for all of these.

Currently dua was waiting outside armaan's office building. He was making her wait intentionally. He was just testing the water. After making her wait for half an hour he finally came out. They both were sitting in the car when armaan decided to annoy her.

"So you are taking me for a date miss. Dua shah." he said putting his seatbelts on.

"Hhha. Date with you. Only in your dreams." She said.

Sometimes armaan just liked how stubborn dua was. She gave him directions to there destination. It was an old age home which was quite far away from the city itself. They both got out of the car.

"Old age home. You bought me to an old age home. I'm to young to be here. " Armaan said to dua with complete amusement.

She stood in front of the gate with armaan following her. She wasn't opening the gate. Armaan knew she's gonna give him the talk's now. And so she did.

"Listen. I didn't wanted to bring you here but I. I was kind of forced to and these people are closed to me so you better don't say how we got engaged just the way the story media said. And I don't want  people to know about this. And better behave yourself." She said in one breath." And also if you don't want to stay you can leave when you want. I'll just take a cab or something" She said.

"No. It's fine. When I said abba I'm going with you he gave the day off." He said. Dua just nodded in response.

Armaan was stunned when they got inside. The people as soon saw dua stopped all there work and came forward to meet her. Armaan was seeing everyone gathering around her. Some on wheelchairs some using Crutches and walkers. They all came and started chatting and talking among themselves. Armaan stood behind. He cleared his throat to get attention of dua but also attracted all of there's attention.

The faces suddenly changed and were all now eyeing him from head to toe. He gulped nervously. Dua was enjoying seeing him so but eventually helped him.

"Ladies and gentleman's. This is mr. Armaan rizvi. My fiance." She said loud enough with an amused smile on her face.

All those old people held same expressions but then one of them began to laugh followed by everyone. Those old people then welcomed him inside.

Armaan was sitting all scrunched up between two old men in there late 70's.

Who were bombarding questions to armaan. What he does for living. What are his future plans. How he met dua and will he take care of her. Someone even warned him not to have second marriage and if he did they would haunt him down.

One of the old women who was sitting in single chair busy making sweater out of the woolen threads asked armaan how many kids they were gonna have.

"Ten. Miss." Said armaan.

Everyone in the room started laughing including armaan.