MADE FOR EACH OTHER

After a whole week dua was returning home back. She had one of the best time of her life on the trip. She would had regretted badly if she wouldn't had gone. Though her baba didn't even called her once called to check on her but to her much amusement arham did called her he asked when she would come and exact time when she would come. He even volunteered to pick her when she comes back but she denied that she can do it by her all.

Currently dua was on her way back she was dropped by the local bus stand and was now in her cab which would take her home. She was going through her pictures that she took on the trip. She smiled slightly at the memories. She was so busy watching the pictures in her phone that the taxi driver had to call her out. The moment she looked out of the window a gaspe left her mouth. Her house or say mansion was beautifully decorated with lights. Never had ever seen her house decorated much, not even for any past parties they had.

"Madam. There are many people standing at the entrance. Shall I drop you here or in" the cab driver asked dua giving out a thick south Indian ascent.

Dau broke her thoughts chain. She signalled the guard on the door. The guard out there cleared a way and a the entered swiftly in. The cab driver parked the car just in front of the fountain. 

Dua payed  the driver. She turned she was confused. Without making her head much into work she decided to enter in.

The mansion was not only very well decorated from outside but was also beautifully decorated from inside. It gave dua a wedding kind of vibe.

she encountered many familiar faces.

People were running here and there still decorating the house all the maids of there house were busy to. She went into the kitchen and saw so much food which made her stomach grumble. As much she wanted to have it she wanted to know what's going on.

She heard giggles from the corner from the hallway. On her way she saw naima khala (aunt). Ayesha's mother's sister. It was quiet strange to see her here. Dua said Alhamdulillah as naima khala was busy speaking with someone else and didn't saw her.

But was shocked when saw ayesha sitting on a swing she had wore a beautiful golden dress. She looked like an angel. There were girls drawing heena on her hand.When she got more closed she saw bua was looking at her. Bua signalled her to come with her.

Dua followed her to the kitchen. Bua handed her a glass of water.

happening is everything alright. Is ayesha having her hakika."

dua throw out all the water. She

okay. She had

whom?" She

you left."bua said and continued "they are really good people dua. Ayesha will

Uncontrollable tears

that I am not even at home. Just like they wanted me to. Disappear from there life." Dua said and climbed down from the

she knew she already is too much hurt. Seeing her stepsister getting engaged would cause

to her. She more concerned about him then her. A smiled appears on arham's face when he saw dua but dua didn't mirrored his

towards her room. She went in her room but on her way. She opened the door her whole room was the same that she had left except a

of his family but it all went down when she saw a note it was arham who did it. She felt bad for him. Loud bang was on her door. It was arham she opened the door for him. He sat on his usual place on the

see the bright side. You know we gonna face it. I want you to dress up and look beautiful and come down like a strong women you are and show that ayesha can't damage you. Show her that you are strong." At first dua thought he was saying because he was hurt. But the look on his face didn't let dua slide the excuse. She was standing leaning to the closed

deep breath and

happiness. I don't

back by dua's answer but that wasn't according to his plan.

happiness. And also I want you because I'll need you. You can use your excuses but I can't I have to be there. And I

kept looking in arham's eyes for a while

think about it."