MADE FOR EACH OTHER

"Yes. But I want to come back." Dua said from her new phone.

"Sorry dua ma'am. We already hired an substitute." Said the voice over phone.

"Substitute. I thought you were arranging a proxy teacher." Dua said stirring the pot that had butter chicken in it.

"Yes. We were but every teacher was busy with the portions. And also we had international olympiad exam for two weeks continously. So had to arrange a substitute for a month." The voice over phone said in explaining tone.

"Okay. Then let me know when can I continue." Dua asked being frustrated.

"Oh. It's difficult this month and from next month the exams are held. We'll see if need anyone for supervising. Then we will sure call. If not then you might have to come after exam as examiner, to check papers." The voice on the phone said.

"Okay. Thankyou." Dua said and ended the conversation.

'I have no work to do now. Seems like every thing is against me' dua said a bit loud and turned the flame off.

"Madam. I have cleaned sahab and your room." There maid whose name is anandi said.

"Okay. I was wondering  if you could clean up the lawn or ask kaka sham to. The grass has grown too long." She said.

"Okay Madam I will." The maid said and left. Dua looked up at the clock it's already 5 past 35 minutes. Still armaan wasn't home yet. It was making dua a worry little.

'Should I call him. No. I don't care about him. Your being rude dua. It's all because he made me... no don't even go on that topic. I'll just text him. Or something. Dua was fighting with her own voice in the head.

Dua climbed up the stairs and went to her room.

It had been a week since they shifted. Every day was fixed. Dua after fajar would prepare his breakfast. After that armaan would go for a jog. Would return and leave for work.

Though dua was still mad at him, she couldn't help but take care of him. She even started packing lunch for him every day. Iron his outfits when he was busy in shower and cook for him dinner.

Dua was confused about what she should text him. She typed and retype the message many time.  When she was  finally satisfied with it she sent it.

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you gonna

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didn't knew that armaan was busy in a meeting that he didn't even

your text dua. Are you for real' she said to herself in her empty room. She attached her phone to a charger

ringing. She looked on the

are you." Dua asked mrs.rizvi.

Salaam beta. Allhamdullilah I am fine. How are

We both are good. Ammi I tried calling you but

You know shehnaaz amma who

dua said along with nodding

it's like you know she doesn't seems to

and continued " should I and armaan

really.  But You might have to soon. Let's see. Where is armaan." Mrs.rizvi asked dua.

work. I call to

worry about him. Now that you are with him." mrs.rizvi said laughing lightly.

talked for a while before hanging

were aching to call him. But her brain didn't

downstairs in the lawn to check the

here" the maid said to dua who

made her way to the hall. She was going to give armaan his peace of mind.  But when she saw

She said

rubbing his face with his hands.

go to your room and freshen up. I'll bring you coffee"

coffee and a sandwich. Armaan was in the

kept your coffee and snacks." She yelled and

was wrong and dua was

was going crazy about his behavior. He didn't came down like his usual for

to him. His forehead was covered with sweat. She touched his forehead which was warm. He was having a fever. She grabbed a tissue and began to wipe the sweat from his forehead. She went out of

shake him. After a few attempts he began to wake up. Dua helped him sit and fixed the pillow

was frustrated and was