MADE FOR EACH OTHER

CHAPTER 15

The night for dua went terrible. Whole night she cried locked herself in her room. The event that

occurred last night wasn't easy to forget. The memories replayed themselves back to back in her mind.

Those memories just describe how helpless she was and is. She was engaged now. Whenever her

eyes felt on the ring an rage of anger shooted through her. She attempted so many times to remove the

ring but it wasn't coming out. Like it was glued to her fingers.

She felt betrayed by her Allah. She knew that Allah won't burden her beyond her limits. But she felt like

she had enough. She just wanted to end up her life. She didn't felt like having anymore of it. She was

broken soul whom which any one don't want to look after. Always she made her self so strong but one

thing happens and she's back broken.

Dua began to think that indeed she is a fool what was she thinking, she thought ayesha would ever

ever look upon with no hatred. What she was waiting that one fine day her baba would suddenly grow Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

love upon her. I am so dumb she thought to herself.

Now she'll be more hated by her sister and father. They might be wishing for her death to come upon.

But why is that her fault. She wasn't the one who wanted to get engaged. It wasn't her who have

planned it.

But surely wanted to know who.

Around midnight when dua was still awake ayesha came charging herself in her room.

"How could you do this to me. I knew you are cruel, but didn't knew that you would go this down. You

are a monster. You always hated me. You hated me to see happy. How happy I was finally getting

engaged I was so happy. But you show up and now it's all gone. You eat my happiness. You are such a

bad omen. You eat your own mother then mine too. And now you are up to me. Baba was right you are

a big misfortune. I wish you died instead of my mom. You bi**h. I hate you. I'll surely take a revenge for

it." Ayesha was now crying and yelling at dua.

"You don't deserve him. You don't deserve armaan. He is mine. All mine. You don't deserve the ring

give it back. Give it back to me."

Ayesha charged herself at dua. She clutched tight her hands. Dua felt pain the ring was tight in her

fingers. Ayesha was all over her.

Hearing the chaos and commotion some maid along with bua and mr.shah came up.

They quickly despatch ayesha from dua. Dua began coughing. She was with both physical and mental

pain.

The maid took ayesha to her.Bua went to bring water for her.

Mr.shah left behind and said.

" You shouldn't have done what you did. "

"Do you really think. It all is my plan" said dua a little louder then she should have. It made mr.shah's

anger boil up. He came closer to her and hold her arms tightly no doubt it was paining.

"You. Girl. You better keep your mouth shut. You have made a big loss to me. You think I don't know

you and that arham did this all."

There was so much that she wanted to say but she said nothing just letting tear drop by drop trickle

down

"Now that you have asked for it. You'll get it." He said and left dua alone.

Next day thankfully the college gave a holding to all those who went to the trip, so dua hadn't need to

worry about. She was getting ready, she knew where exactly she'll find what she want.

She took a cab and was now in front of a beautiful house. She hurried her self at the door. A maid

opened the door for her. She was sitting on the couch waiting for someone to come down.

Arham climbed down the steps. Dua wasn't show to see his beaten up face. She got up she wanted to

scream at him but she can't. Just can't. Tear rolled down again.

"Why?" was the only thing that came out of her. She collapsed down on the rough carpet.

Arham didn't came even a step forward. Standing there he muted a sorry to her which was only heard

by him.

Dua got up by her self. She stood face to face with arham.

"Congratulations my friend. Congratulations." Dua began clapping her hands.

"Congratulations you've betrayed me again. You should be so happy. Na." She now stopped clapping.

"You used me right. You used me so that ayesha would be available for you. Isn't so. Tell me arham.

Are you happy now. Yes. I've finally came to use. Correct. Who you came and said I need you by my

side. Be there for me. Please. Be there so that I can use you and benefit myself from you." She paused

her and pulled him by his collar.

"If I ever see you in my life again. Ever I'll make sure that I myself kill you and bury you."

She left but stopped herself when arham began to say.

"Do you think it was me. No doubt I was a part it but." Arham stopped himself from further more.

"But what." She paused but seeing arham ain't repling she began again "Tell me who else was it with

you. Just Damit tell me" she was furious her anger was boiling to that point that it would take a year to

calm it down.

Giving up arham finally spoke. "Armaan rizvi"

"Who?"said dua. She thought she heard it somewhere.

"Your fiance" said arham giving up all his will.

It took a long moment for dua to click everything. The way he gently clutched her hand and entangled it

with his. The way he slipped the ring in his finger. Despite knowing everything he acted so cool. It

concluded that only arham and armaan was the only person who played as if nothing bothered

them,but deep down they did this. The question is what for. It was yesterday she meets him and feel

like she hold a deep grudge for him since centuries.

"Take me to him" she said.

She thought arham would take her to his office building. Instead he brought her to a gym.

The glass door of the gym went wide open. There weren't much people and the receptionist would care

less to look up from her phone.

She scanned the whole room. Her eyes stopped on the muscles flexing up and down. No doubt arham

was behind her.

Armaan felt a shiver run his spine he got up from the machine just as he turn his nose comes in contact

with something.

Dua pumped all her anger and emotions into her fist which was now in contact with armaan's face. But

it cause more damage to her then him.

Armaan clutches his nose which was paining he murmured some curses. He looked up to see dua with

her weak fragile structure. Armaan can see the her swollen face and dark circles underneath her eyes.

She was looking much pale.

Armaan looked behind her to arham getting a hint of what was coming.

"Why the hell did you did that. I did even know you. You filthy person." Dua wasn't finished mocking as

he pulled her along with him. He took her to a corner where people won't hear their conversation.

Dua made her hand free from his it was burning her skin. She began her rant "You are the worst

person with no emotions you destroy life. You destroy my life my baba hates me my sister hates."

"Do they before loved you." The answer made dua all shut up.

"It's not your concern at all." She came forward crossed her hands in front of her chest.

"What concerning is why you do so. If you didn't want to marry my sister you should have not agreed

to. But instead you tool her sister and you get engaged with her. I can only conclude that you are some

kind of psycho. Who destroys life."

"Trust me I didn't destroy life. I just save some." Said armaan.

A mocking laugh left dua's mouth.

"Saving life by destroying mine. Well I can definitely know whose life did you saved by destroying

mine." Asked dua with hate rate dipping her words.

"When time comes I'll let you know." Said armaan.

"Fine. Don't tell me. But can I ask you why. It's clear you've never seen me then what makes you

thinking of me getting engaged to you. Do not think so I'am dying to marry you." Dua said so and

turned but she stopped when she heard armaan said something

"What about a deal?"

"Deal. Tell me what do offer me instead of me myself. Haa. No chance in this life that I'll ever agree to

marry an evil person like you." Said dua. She was thinking this man is definitely out of his mind.

Armaan began " your mother left you with your father. Who was already living with her wife and a

daughter. Your stepsister ayesha always treated you like a trash. Your stepmother always helped you

and showed you love out of pity. Your father never ever acknowledged your presence. You wanted to

help your baba into the business but they never let you." Armaan took each step along with his words

towards her.

"Still you selflessly stood there. With them. But now it's time to leave. You can fight with whole world for

yourself but you can't stand for your own rights from your family."

Dua was shocked to hear him say so much about her. She was speechless.

"Why do you care so much about them while they don't care about you. Indeed they are the one tooling

you."

Armaan stood in front of her looking directly in her light brown eyes and said.

"Every good thing always knocks on ayesha's door. Now it has changed it's path and knocking on your.

Isn't that making you happy"

Armaan said and left the place. Dua watched him leave.

Dua was felling a high tide of emotions within her. But also something very different and unique she

never ever had.