MADE FOR EACH OTHER novel Chapter 35

Every morning dua would wake up either by her alarm or sunshine in the morning but today was special. Yes a very special way dua woke up this morning. In armaan's arm.

"Let's offer fajar salah" armaan said brushing dua's hairs apart from her face.

They both later offered salah together.

"It's too heavy. What is filled in it stones and rocks." Dua asked armaan eyeing the luggage that armaan got from yesterday.

"It got just stuff's" he said

"Well you don't have to take all the stuff every where, why don't you remove your 'stuff's' out" dua said getting annoyed.

"I will but not now after we return. Anyway I am going to the gym. Call me when breakfast is ready." He said  and left for his inbuilt gym.

Dua went to her room back to have a shower after which she would prepare the breakfast.

She made armaan's protein shake, boiled some eggs, toast and pancakes and coffee for her self.

She went to call armaan for breakfast to the gym.

"Arm...aa" dua gasped seeing armaan without his shirt pulling a peck deck machine.

Luckily armaan didn't notice as he was busy with the work out.

Dua was shamelessly ogling at him. Trying to memories each and every inch of him. She watched his muscles flex with his each pull. Butterflies erupted in her stomach. She stopped when she heard some one clear it's throat. It was herself who did it. It catch armaan's attention too.

She began to look everywhere except at him. Her cheeks were already heated and turned red.

"Aa.. breakfast. Yes. Breakfast is ready come.. back. I mean.. come down." She said and left like she would miss her important train if she wouldn't.

Armaan was confused at her baffling and blush but then he looked at himself in the mirror.

"Oh. Dua rizvi. That's the reason of your nervousness." Armaan murmured to him self looking at his reflection."Let's see how much you could handle it." He continued thinking of an idea.

Dua was plating the breakfast. She gasped again looking at armaan who had his hairs ruffled in a messy way on his head. She gulped looking at him. His shirt was sticking to his body. He had a shower before coming down. It made dua's nervousness twice.

'Get your self together dua' she chanted in her mind to herself.

She averted her eyes from him and focused on the empty plate lying coldly on the table. Armaan took a seat on the table.

"Dua...dua." armaan said.

"Haaah." She said looking at him.

"I said would you bring me some orange juice." He said.

"Yeah. Orange juice." She said and paraded towards fridge. Taking the bottle out she mentally prepared herself. 'Be strong dua. Be strong. We can do it. Don't let him effect you this much.' She repeated it all over again and again.

She poured the juice in a glass and handed him. She turned back to prepare herself milk and cereals.

Armaan smiled unknowingly at dua who was trying very hard.