MADE FOR EACH OTHER novel Chapter 24

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 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. By gone is by gone. 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.

'You, gonna pay for this with your life'  

Ayesha. Ayesha. What should I do to you. You'll make things miserable for me 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 said. Everyone began to laugh in the car.

"We were saying something. But seems like someone's is in deep thought about someone." Anam said 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.

Everyone laughed again.

"Don't worry dua. I happens. " anam said and began to laugh.

Soon we arrived 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. I was sitting on my bed in my room where we all were sitting.

By we I mean anam,saba, Shahida and salina who is a cousin of armaan and nida she is too a cousin of armaan and of course center of attraction 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. There were many more adventures that Shahida told about him to me. 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 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. 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.'

"Saba please go and fetch some food for me. I am hungry. Saba." I said to saba who was busy in her phone.

She looked up at me and said "I thought brides get so nervous that they don't even feel hungry." She said.

"Saba. Are you for real. I am a human and that too hungry. Please." I said.

"Fine. Look after panda then." She said and left.

Panda was sleeping lucky he. I wanted to sleep too. Just like him so carefree. Saba's phone was vibrating beside. Wait were is my phone. Oh no don't tell me I left it in the mosque. Ya Allah. I picked saba's phone. Since I knew her backup password it was easy. I dailed my number it was ringing but no one was picking it up. Looks like my phone is in trouble. What would I do now. This day can't get any better. Perfect day.

"Anam. I think I lost my phone." I said stuffing a spoon full rice to my face.

"When?" She asked.

"I didn't know I had it with me when I was in the mosque after that I don't know what happened." I said.

"Don't worry I'll search it for you." She said.

I thanked her for that.

Later we were chatting so much that I had never chatted this my entire life. We all stopped when we heard the call from the mosque. We all then offered our salah.

And then the moment came which I was scared to.

Bidayi.

Khalajan was the one who called the crying period. It started in and in my room itself. As much as don't like the sound that people make while crying I can't help but actually cry. I don't want people judging me. And after all I only met all the relatives like twice a year or something so it's not hard they aren't around me much. And I'll be living in the same city but a different place with different people now. I was yet crying. Asma didi hugged me and said "Always be happy and take care of your self so much." It made me cry more.

Hardest was with bua she's the only one who has seen me through my thick and thin.

Next came anam and saba we did a group hug. I am gonna miss them. We stayed up late at night talking so much all the week and suddenly I am leaving. I didn't like it. No I didn't. I wish I had more days to enjoy with them.

Ammi and shahida bought me down. I met all my other relatives.

My brother uwais and yahiya. Chahu and khalu. And jiju asma didi's husband.

I met them all one by one. Next came baba. There was no point  in saying I am not gonna miss him cause it will be a lie then. I would definitely be a lie. I didn't see ayesha. May be she didn't wanted to see me.

It was awkward with baba but I wanted to hug. may be it would be last time. It didn't last long but it felt like so. He kept an hand on my head. 'I am sorry baba' I said to myself I didn't had a courage to say it to him.

I was made to sit in the car along with armaan that too alone. Soon the car began to drive. I watched my home pass by. I was taking a lot bot to cry. I was crying. I was gonna miss all those dumb parties that we had. I am gonna miss ayesha's fake accuses in me. Her trying  to blame me. Making me feel guilty. I am gonna miss it. I am gonna miss bua too. Her food especially.

"Here" I heard armaan say beside me. I turned to see a tissue been held in front of me. I looked at his face and took it from his hand. There's a weird feeling at the bottom of my gut.

When we reached I and armaan were made to seat on the couch may relatives and friends of rizvi family came to Congratulate us. Ammi then took for relatives check. I met armaan's chahi's and mammi's. Kahala and phuphi. (all the aunt) They had a large family. But they all were funny. They all made me feel comfortable.

I was then made to seat in a room. Shahida and salina gave me a good company. Ammi had booked a beautician for tomorrow. The walima day. It was gonna take place in cities biggest and famous hall. Shahida showed me what was she gonna wear. We were chatting people were coming and going. Kids running in and out of the room.All chaos. But luckily in the chaos you won't hear my stomach grumbling.