MADE FOR EACH OTHER

CHAPTER 47

ARMAAN'S POV:

"Thankyou so much" I replied to the call.

I am so happy. I've never been this happy. I clearly remmber the day when I took dua to the hospital.

The nurse said that the report had to come in and today they did.

All my hard work has resulted today. Dua is pregnant. We are having baby. What it would be. I don't

know how long it's been. I have to get her to hospital to know everything. But how come the lady itself

doesn't realizes anything.

Well dua doesn't knows it yet. I am gonna surprise her. I assumed that someday I'll get this news by

her but it doesn't seem like it. So smart I gave my number to the hospital and not her.

I want to see her face how would she react. Tough she's gonna have her piece of mind about how

careless she is. Don't she noticed her periods missing. Oh what should I do to this girl. I'll pray zuhur

along with shukrana and then I'll go give her the news. I kept my phone on silent. I don't want anyone

to interrupt my one to one with my Lord.

After it I left for home but not that easily. I buy her gifts first. Her favorite icecream, chocolate and teddy

bear. She's gonna get annoyed after receiving a teddy bear. Absolutely annoyed. I can't wait to see her

and break the news. I can't wait for mini me or mini dua. Oh please be mini dua.

As soon as I wanted to reach home but the nature was all against me. First the traffic and then the

accident in the middle of the road. Uff.

I looked around on the road to see a couple in the car with a baby. What a perfect time. Ya Allah bless

us with a healthy child. I still remmber the day at the mansion when I saw her. Her beautiful feature This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

captivated me within seconds. I really tried very hard to not think about her. But I ended up very badly

falling for her. She is special to me. She will always be. I hated myself for hurting her initially. I was fool

of me to talk some pretty bad shit on our first night after wedding. It hurt her and I'll never forgive my

self for it.

The day when we were on the roof top with half conscious dua beside me. I knew she was broken and

completely damaged. And I wanted to fix her. It hurts to see someone that broken. I'll admit when

arham came that day. I only wanted her because she was broken and I badly wanted her to fix.

I wanted her to live her life. I wanted her be herself. I wanted her to fight for her self. With her baba ,

her sister whole world. But then I realized she could fight with whole world for herself but she can't fight

with her baba for herself. She married me. But she lost the fight against her baba.

That's why I decided that she wasn't any glass that was needed to be fixed. She was a wound that

needed to be healed. A wound that was needed to be taken care of. I gave her what she needed. She

was a complete person now. She opened up to me told me how ayesha's mother treated her. How she

wasn't really loved and cared by anyone. How she said I am her knight in shinning armour.

But she was not alone who changed. She changed me too. She made me fall for her. She can make

me do things no could. I loved her. She made me hopeless romantic. And that girl whom I saw in UK

it's funny to see how thing were up now. But bottom line is that dua. I am trully completely in love with

you. What people say

MADE FOR EACH OTHER or something.

Finally. Finally I am home. After a very long time. I was. But I see a car parked outside. Do we have

any guest. Please say no. I want privacy with my wifey so that I can bring out the cat out of the box.

I went in. The maid seems frightened when she opened the door. Is something wrong. I walk in only to

find ayesha in. Why is she here. After what she did to harm her sister why is she actually here. No

armaan not today. Nothing can spoil my mood today. I greeted her with a salaam with so force. She

replied.

"Where is dua." I asked her.

"Dua. Dua." I called for her. She wasn't in the room. I fished my phone in the pocket. There were many

call from home. She's been trying to call. I called on her cell but it was abruptly declined. Why is she

ain't picking up her call. Is something wrong. I tried her few more time until it went to switch off. What

the hell.

I climbed down the stairs. Ayesha was still sitting on the couch. She stood when saw me coming. The

good news can wait. I have to deal with this women first. She can harm my wife she had already done

that many a time.

"Now. Stop acting and tell me were exactly dua is." I yelled at her. Don't test my patience women.

Don't.

She didn't said anything. A took a breath and looked down to a paper on the table.

I took it in my hand and examined it.

"What the shit is this." I said throwing the paper away.

Dua cannot give divorce to me. She just can't go. Not with my baby in her.

"Except it or not mr.armaan rizvi. Dua has left you. She gave you divorce. Do you think she loves you

or something." She paused for a laugh and continued.

"Then you are wrong. She just played with you. You just got played. Now here look at this." She said

and handed me a file. I took a look at it.

"A few days ago. Some people came knocking on the door. They came to ask if there's someone who

went to UK on 5th March. It was me." She said as I looked at the ticket which was saying she took a

flight to UK on 5th March.

I just looked at her. Just looked at her.

An inaudible laugh left her mouth. Like she wasn't expecting this reaction from me.

"What. Ain't you surprised. It's me. It was me whom you were searching for months. It was me whom

you saw at the seminar there. It was me whom you felt in love at first sight for. And you give this

reaction to me. I even got proof for it. Armaan." She said yelled. While I kept listening to her with no

emotions. No reaction.

It was not the right time to show the range of my anger. Not right now. First I have to find her. I have to

stop her. Before she does something wrong.

"Where is she." I asked her with a blank face. Instead of giving the answer she turned away.

"Ayesha shah. Don't test me. You have no idea what I know about you. So tell me." I said anger was

clearly seen in my eyes. I never thought I would be threatening a woman but I am here.

"Like I would tell you." She said. Unexpectedly she took a hold of my hand which a pulled out with a

speed.

"Why can't you see the love of me for you. Why can't you. It was me who has be with you. Be your

wife. It should be me whom you must be loving. Not her. Forget about her. She is gone. She left so that

you could be with me. Me who is your true love. Why can't you see armaan." She said. With fake tears

in her eyes. She began to shorten the distance between us.

No ayesha. You aren't the one whom I love. I wanted to scream but I had no time. I had a task to do

now. To find her.

"Hello mansoor. I need a favor from you." I called my friend who is in police.

"I am sending you some details. She could be anywhere. I have no idea. But it's like five hours she's

gone. Could you please give her location please." I said as I run for the car.

"Yes. Yes. I am quickly sending. Yes. Please call if you find anything. Please." I said as I hanged up the

call.

"Where are you dua." I murmured alone in the car. There's been no place that I haven't check in the

city. It's been three hours I am doing so.

The phone went ringing.

"Hello" I picked and said in no time.

"The number you gave is switched off but I got the last location." Mansoor said.

"I am coming dua...."