MADE FOR EACH OTHER

It's been a complete week since armaan had left for Japan. But for dua it was like years a millions of years. Though armaan skype her few times before he  slept which was afternoon for dua being in india. But they didn't never talked much. Say lack of common topics to share was the reason or He made her nervous even being kilometers apart. He even send her some pictures. Which dua didn't like since one of the lady from the work was head over heels for him. How dua  knew it, it was written on her face. It made dua annoyed.

But currently dua was sad. Because it's been three days that armaan hadn't contacted her. He made it clear in his last message that his gonna be super busy lately and he might not have time to call her back.

"Ma'am." The maid called.

Dua looked up from her phone which had armaan's last text messages displaying on it. "Hmmm" she said looking at the maid.

" there is a delivery guy on the door." She said.

"Hmm. It must be the gym equipment's. That armaan order." She said and continued "I am coming." Dua began to wear back her flip flops and tied the hijab tight, since it was really loose.

"Hello ma'am we are from the home gym fitness center. This is armaan rizvi's place. right?" A thin and timid person in mid twenties spoke from the door frame.

"Yes it is. His out of town. You can shift  the things." Dua said to him and called the maid to show them there way to it.

ma'am. We would require a signature on some papers." The person said showing a writing pad in front of her. It was filled with papers. He directed her for the signatures. As people began to run to

said. Dua felt annoyed but eventually agreed on it. It took hours for the stuff

coffee." The maid said placing a mug

said sipping the coffee.

dinner or

Just give me sandwich for dinner."

maid nodded at

up at the maid. "I'll go and

"A person is there he says his from home gym fitness

got up from her place at the couch and headed towards the hall to check the person. He was a tall man who which you would be afraid to fight. Cause you would

She asked the man. " I mean... You'll ...alone fix everything. On yo..your own."

Ma'am I am alone." He said. His voice more dangerous than his looks. Dua nodded to him. The maid began to show him the way. But while going dua had a bad gut feeling. A bad. He was eyeing

But quickly dismissed the thought as she

back to the couch. She began to sip her coffee slowly as she stared hard at her phone screen. She was being hopeless. Hopelessly in love with armaan. A sequel left her mouth as her