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MADE FOR EACH OTHER novel Chapter 38

DUA'S POV:

"Take care of yourself." Armaan said.

"Yes. I will. You too. Okay" i said.

Armaan hugged me for last time. I guess.

"oh. Armaan I'm gonna go for shopping today. I need some stuff's" I said remembering.

"Okay. Don't stay away for too long. And take the driver no need for that uber." He said rolling his eye's. He has something against me and my uber cab's. I find them so convenient.

I just nodded smilingly at my husband.

He made his way to the car. I waved at him as I saw him leaving the house.

'Armaan you'll  be the reason for my death. What are doing armaan.' I  murmured to my self. I've doing that too much lately.

I went back inside in her room for a quick short nap. My bed is awaiting for me.

If you'd ask me that I had to go and do grocery shopping for my house I would have laugh at you. Because it would be last thing in my to do list. I never went grocery shopping. Hell I never went in the kitchen too. Don't ask why. I never.

I was confused at various point. Many various point. I mean I was confused to which exactly brand I should take. Don't ever take me to grocery shopping again.

I was passing by the fruit section when I saw him. No not armaan. I mean I whish but him. The guy from the gym. That horrifying guy. He was creeping giving me baddest vibes. I gulped looking at him. If you think I'll go and chit chat with him about the weather and life then you are absolutely wrong. Absolutely. I passed in front of him pretending that I never saw him.

The grocery shopping was what word should I use awkward. I got lost. You'll probably think if I went alone how would I get lost. I mean to say that I left my trolley at one place and got lost. It's on you to decide who got lost the trolley or me. I'll prefer myself.

I was stuffing the grocery stuff in the car. Where did the driver went. Luckily I had car keys. Spare one. I mean how. It's long story. Suddenly I felt something was watching me. I quickly turned but there was no one. 'Weird' I murmured again. I was again having bad vibes. The same one I have whenever I am close to that gym guy. 'It might be just your imagination.' I murmured and was back to my paused activity.

But still I was felling the chills. All the hairs on my body stood erect on my skin. Adrenaline rush within me. I began to recite kulhs and kursi.

"Ma'am" I turned to look at the driver.

Thank goodness. At least I am not alone.

"Sorry ma'am. I had some urgent stuff to do. I'll do this. You may sit in the car." He said pulling the trolley and moving stuffs.

I nodded  at him. I turned back again but I clearly saw someone moving quickly when I turned. I didn't had the guts to go and check upon it. Who would. I rushed to sit inside the car. I felt somewhat safe in the car. After a few minutes the driver came in.

I looked outside the window. The weather was different and weird lately. It was cold and chill. Like it's gone rain or worse thunderstorms. Did I ever tell you that I am scared of the thunder noise. Not too much but it always scared me.

It was past magrib I was sitting by the window seeing the rain drop falling on the window pane and sliding down and sipping my hot coffee. Thankfully it was only raining. Though it was summer currently but the weather has his own mind and does what pleases him. I left a deep breath and turned up to look at sky. It was dark more then usually it should be. Why I am having so deep thoughts about weather. Really what's wrong dua.

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