MADE FOR EACH OTHER

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.

armaan. He even asked him questions

he haven't seen them in ages. Mr.rizvi where like

for them leaving mr.rizvi

mr.shah's daughter, hence was leaving but mr.rizvi caught him by arm's and stopped him. Armaan didn't understood why did his father did so. He was about to protest when mr.shah returned

them. To

hijabi girl's sister. She had all the features a female should have. Elegance, behavior,personality. But still Armaan didn't liked the fact she wasn't wearing a hijab, if her sister can why she can't.

thoughts that he missed the conversation and even the seductive way ayesha was

talking about so he just did "yeah" in between.

there. It has a great

of hurt the feelings of not only to ayesha but his father too. His father wouldn't leave him alone with someone

On there way up on step ayesha made a

asked you something to do. Did you do it." She

Your gift is on the other  terrace by the TV room that you have." He replied.

"Good" said ayesha.

but quickly covered by " I'm always at your

chuckled at him

so confused about there talk but didn't took it seriously.

by ayesha the view was actually

beach was calm and relaxing. Though armaan got the hint the hint that this place had beach but didn't expected

this place is

ayesha chatted