MADE FOR EACH OTHER novel Chapter 28

"Yes. But I want to come back." Dua said from her new phone.

"Sorry dua ma'am. We already hired an substitute." Said the voice over phone.

"Substitute. I thought you were arranging a proxy teacher." Dua said stirring the pot that had butter chicken in it.

"Yes. We were but every teacher was busy with the portions. And also we had international olympiad exam for two weeks continously. So had to arrange a substitute for a month." The voice over phone said in explaining tone.

"Okay. Then let me know when can I continue." Dua asked being frustrated.

"Oh. It's difficult this month and from next month the exams are held. We'll see if need anyone for supervising. Then we will sure call. If not then you might have to come after exam as examiner, to check papers." The voice on the phone said.

"Okay. Thankyou." Dua said and ended the conversation.

'I have no work to do now. Seems like every thing is against me' dua said a bit loud and turned the flame off.

"Madam. I have cleaned sahab and your room." There maid whose name is anandi said.

"Okay. I was wondering  if you could clean up the lawn or ask kaka sham to. The grass has grown too long." She said.

"Okay Madam I will." The maid said and left. Dua looked up at the clock it's already 5 past 35 minutes. Still armaan wasn't home yet. It was making dua a worry little.

'Should I call him. No. I don't care about him. Your being rude dua. It's all because he made me... no don't even go on that topic. I'll just text him. Or something. Dua was fighting with her own voice in the head.

Dua climbed up the stairs and went to her room.

It had been a week since they shifted. Every day was fixed. Dua after fajar would prepare his breakfast. After that armaan would go for a jog. Would return and leave for work.

Though dua was still mad at him, she couldn't help but take care of him. She even started packing lunch for him every day. Iron his outfits when he was busy in shower and cook for him dinner.

Dua was confused about what she should text him. She typed and retype the message many time.  When she was  finally satisfied with it she sent it.

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Dua: Are you gonna be late.

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Dua thought he would return her reply the second later it was sent. But she didn't knew that armaan was busy in a meeting that he didn't even see her message.

'Huh. Like he would care for your text dua. Are you for real' she said to herself in her empty room. She attached her phone to a charger and kept it on a coffee table.

A smile lit up on dua's face when she heard her phone ringing. She looked on the screen with disappointment. It wasn't armaan it was ammi.

"Assalamu Aalaykum ammi. How are you." Dua asked mrs.rizvi.

"Walaikum Salaam beta. Allhamdullilah I am fine. How are you and armaan" mrs.rizvi asked.

"Allhamdullilah. We both are good. Ammi I tried calling you but I didn't had my phone." Dua said in explaining tone.

"No. It's alright beta. You know shehnaaz amma who was sick." Asked mrs.rizvi.

"Yes.ammi." dua said along with nodding her head.

" it's like you know she doesn't seems to get well soon." mrs.rizvi said.

"Oh. Okay" dua said and continued " should I and armaan come and give hew a visit."

"No. Not really.  But You might have to soon. Let's see. Where is armaan." Mrs.rizvi asked dua.

"Ah. He isn't home yet. He might be busy with work. I call to check upon him. You don't worry ammi." Dua said.

"No dua I don't worry about him. Now that you are with him." mrs.rizvi said laughing lightly.

Dua was feeling shy. Both of them talked for a while before hanging up.