MADE FOR EACH OTHER

CHAPTER 23 : REGRETS AND MISTAKES

ARMAAN'S POV:

I lifted up her veil slowly... I wasn't nervous but I was excited to see her. Finally. After so long time of not seeing her. It felt infinity.

I lifted the veil making her face visible to see. she was crying. Her eyes where holding tears in them. They were about to fall. Why was she crying. Her moistured eyes slowly lifted up looking at me. How can someone not fall for those eyes. They were captivating. Those eyes held tons of emotions in them but one which was the most visible was that which I was scared of the most.

Regret.

Sh*t what I did. Did I made any mistake. Is she crying because of all this... but she was happy about all it. Was she. All I know is that I really like her. And there is no run away from this feeling no matter what. And I think... I doubt that's it's mutual...

'But you made her force into this marriage.' My inner voice commented.
'But she did agreed' I said in my rescue.
'Yes but she was left with no option. Do she really like arham and regret being with me. I must... Ya Allah. I have committed a sin.' I concluded.

Her eyes were still holding me to them. Those eyes lack happiness...
Dua did you really regret this...
Do you really regret us...

"Guy's. You can continue the starring later." Some said from the ladies. They must be her friends or relatives.
I turned to dua, she was smiling not a genuine one. A fake one... I now know enough of her.

Soon all the ladies left to the Shah's mansion while all the Male waited in the mosque to offer salah. I cried in my dua. As I asked for forgiveness to Allah. 'I am hurting people Allah. I ask for forgiveness.But Allah you are Al- Qadar. Please settle things between me and dua. Please.' As if on que, the phone in my pocket vibrated. I got up. Still people were Congratulating me.

I took out my phone to check. There were many messages but one was from dua. I quickly opened it.

Dua:
I hate you. I don't like you. I am doing this because my baba forced me too. I always liked arham.

What... Yes indeed I made a mistake. What am I gonna do now. Ya Allah. A tear rolled down my cheek as sat in the car. I hate this day. It kills me to know that she likes that...
How can she. I have really fallen for her. No matter what I just want me filled in all her thoughts. I want her to go crazy for me. Is it to much I ask for...

What do you thought she had feeling for you. You wanted to get rid of her sister and wanted her. But did you ever thought about her. Her feelings. Her respect. Her emotions. No you didn't. And the consequences are here in front of you.

Soon we reached our destination. I wasn't really happy about this day at all.

I was welcomed in. All the men were sitting in the hall. We all were chatting among ourselves. I was feeling broken from inside but I was pretending to be fine from outside.

Soon the lunch was served out. I sat beside shahid and humayu mamu. The lunch was good but it didn't mattered to me at that much. How am I gonna face her. I am such an cruel man.

It was asar all men came back from masjid. And were sitting in the lawn. As tea was being served.
"Armaan it's time to leave." Abba said to me. I nodded at him.
Relatives from dua's family greeted me as we were about to leave. Mr.shah hugged me. I didn't see him crying. But I am damn sure he felt sad. He must be. After all we all toyed dua as per our choice.

Dua came down slowly climbing down the stairs with shahida and ammi beside her. She looked so beautiful in her white saree. She looks so perfect in her saree. It perfectly hugged her figure. She was smiling but had tears in her eyes. She was hugging all the relatives. There weren't much. Mr.shah was the last no doubt she was feeling awkward with her father. My poor dua.
She kept her forehead on mr.shah's arm for few seconds as she cried and then straightened up.