MADE FOR EACH OTHER novel Chapter 3

After offering his magrib prayer (The prayer offered at the dawn time my Muslim). Armaan left for home. He was getting ready now. He wore a while plain shirt and black pants. He wore a black jacket on it. He gelled his hair in his signature style. He was not a big fan of perfumes it always end up of him sneezing back to back. Hence it avoids using it's.

Armaan never met mr.shah personally he had seen him in once or twice in some functions.

Not to blame him after his high school he was sent abroad for further studies.

It's been half a year that armaan is working in his father's establishment.

There was a knock on the door. Armaan turned from the mirror towards the door to see his mother poking her head from the door.

"Armaan are you ready" said mrs.rizvi to armaan.

Armaan nodded to his mother.

"Ammi. What's wrong with you. I mean your face. What's wrong with it." Asked armaan.

Mrs.rizvi got panicked she launched herself in front of the mirror.

"What do you mean what's wrong with my face." She examined her for few time and was still confused.

"Nothing's there. what wrong then."said mrs.rizvi still confused about everything.

Armaan chuckled and made an annoyed face and said. "The wrong is that you look young day by day. If that's case then people will think you're my sister and not my mother. "

"Yah Allah you made me all worried. Stupid boy" said mrs.rizvi slapping armaan's arm.

Armaan loves his family. His family has always given him the best moral values. He was taught to respect women. Be kind and humble. Even if he lived in abroad for a quiet good time. He knowed what's wrong and haram for him.

"If you both son and mother had finished the seen then let's leave now" said Mr.rizvi appearing in the room.

Armaan leaned in to his mother's ear and said "Here comes the uncle." mrs.rizvi slapped armaan's arm again.

"Abba stop singing please. Please" said armaan from the front seat.

Mr.rizvi was singing an old song dedicating it to mrs.rizvi. which annoyed armaan.

"Armaan you are such a boring person." Said mr.rizvi.

"Abba you are literally flirting with my mother. That too in front of me." said annoyed armaan.

"Armaan you are just jealous" said mr.rizvi.

"Why would I get jealous. I already know ammi loves me more then you."said armaan.

Mr.rizvi laughed on armaan and said "keep fooling yourself and that's not you are jealous. You have no one to flirt with.

"Abba what do you mean...." armaan was cut offed by mrs.rizvi "Okay enough with the fight's anyway armaan soon is gonna have someone special with him sooner or later."

Armaan was now into shades of red now.

He remmber the sweet memory of someone.

Both his ammi and abbu kept on teasing him till they arrived the destination.