MADE FOR EACH OTHER
CHAPTER 28
"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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reply the second later it was sent. But she didn't knew
would care for your text dua. Are you for real' she said to herself in her empty room. She attached her phone to
phone ringing. She looked on the screen with disappointment. It wasn't armaan
ammi. How are you." Dua asked
I am fine.
both are good. Ammi I tried calling you but I didn't had my phone." Dua
beta. You know shehnaaz amma who was sick."
said along with nodding her
know she doesn't
I and armaan come and give
soon.
He isn't home yet. He might be busy with work. I call to check upon him. You
I don't worry about him. Now that you are with him." mrs.rizvi said laughing lightly.
feeling shy. Both of them talked for a while
to call him. But
downstairs in the lawn to
maid said to dua who was busy examining a bonsai in
made her way to the hall. She was going to give armaan his peace of mind. But when she saw how tired his eyes and face
She said to
his face with his hands.
don't you go to your room and freshen up. I'll bring you coffee" dua said to which armaan nodded
went to his room along with coffee and a sandwich. Armaan
snacks." She yelled and
and dua was sensing it.
the room. Dua was going crazy about his behavior. He didn't came down like his usual for
closer 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
a few attempts he began to
and