MADE FOR EACH OTHER
CHAPTER 4
When the hijabi girl turned around
armaan saw her face.
She had this long bony nose. She had big eyes with a long eyelashes complementing them. Her skin was white with a rosy blush. Her jawline was sharp. Armaan took a sharp breath because he skipped a few breaths. Though he couldn't make the colour of her eyes in the dark. But it were light shade of brown.
Armaan uttered Astagfirullah and pretend to talk on the phone which he was holding. She walked past armaan not even sparing a glance on him cause she had focused somewhere else.
Armaan was filling guilty for his actions.
But armaan felt like he had no control over himself.
He returned to the front of the mansion when he saw her again she was at the gate. And outside the gate were few street children the media was not in the site too. Armaan wanted to know why was she talking to the street kids but decided against it. He then went inside to make an appearance.
"Hey, you've.... you hey... I told you guys to come after twelve a clock. It's eight thirty right now. You've have to wait for the guest to return. If you want to have food then come later. only then you'll get food. Now go" said dua to the street kids. But to her disappointment the kid's didn't knew English. She repeated herself in hindi this time. This wasn't the first time that dua invited street kids for dawat. She always did so. Although the high class guest that came to the party never were intrested in the food, but the hungry kids were.
Dua loved doing such things. It made her happy.
In the party armaan got all the amount of attention. Girl's in the party were dying to get his attention, not every ladies were in hijab. Most of the women weren't even Muslim.
Armaan found his old mate rohit. He was chatting with him. But he would be lying if he said he wasn't checking to find that specific girl.
Later armaan caught up with his dad who was talking with mr.shah and other know people.
asked him questions
he haven't seen them in ages. Mr.rizvi where like a family friends to the
his father did so. He was about to protest when mr.shah returned
them. To which only
a hijab, if her sister can why she can't. Armaan's thoughts protest with each other. He didn't minded women's not wearing
thoughts that he missed the conversation and even the seductive
know what they were talking about so he just did "yeah" in
to come with me. I'll show something. It's on terrace. It's calm over there. It has a
he still did. He thought if he didn't he would kind of hurt the feelings of not only to ayesha but his father too. His
On there way up on step ayesha made a pause talking to someone
are you doing here. I had asked you something to do.
Ofcourse. I did. Your gift is on the other terrace by the
"Good" said ayesha.
but quickly covered by " I'm
chuckled at him and shook
about there talk but didn't
the view was
and relaxing. Though armaan got the hint the hint that this place had beach but didn't expected to be
I told you this place is amazing" said
and ayesha chatted a