MADE FOR EACH OTHER

CHAPTER 10

Armaan was standing in front of a garden watching a butterfly come out of it's cocoon but he wasn't

standing alone.

"Abba I can't see anything." A cute little boy said. Armaan picked him up in his arms they both watched

the butterfly come out of the cocoon together. The seen was amazing to watch. They both saw the

butterfly fly away spreading her wings. Armaan smiled cheekily turning towards the boy. The boy

returned his smile. He then let the boy go he ran were his ammi and dadi was sitting armaan followed

him. From distinct the laugh and chattering was being heard. When the seen came into the view

armaan saw his ammi having tea beside her was this beautiful girl whom armaan had definitely seen

before. She was laughing showing her pearly teeth. Her eyes had somewhat shine in them. When the

boy ran to her she pulled him on his lap. Armaan was standing there just seeing them happily.

Someone then cleared his throat behind him. He turned and found his abba. He smiled sheepishly at

him. He heard her call him and turned to her again.

Armaan armaan.

"Armaan armaan wake up. Armaan." Someone was shaking armaan. He jerked up and began to rub

his eye's.

"Ammi,What happened" armaan asked.

" your abba just fainted."

"What" armaan said.

" Come with me." Mrs.rizvi said.

Both of them rushed toward mr.rizvi.

Soon ambulance was called. Mr.rizvi was taken to the city hospital.

Armaan and mrs.rizvi was waiting outside the ICU room. Mrs.rizvi was sitting on the chair and softly

muffling cries in her dupatta. While armaan was standing against the wall. They were waiting for doctor

to come out. Armaan was too worried that he completely forgot about the dream.

Finally doctor came outside. Armaan rushed towards him.

"Doctor how is abba now" armaan wanted to ask calmly but failed miserably.

"He got nothing to worry. He just got a minor attack. His fine now" doctor paused and looked at

mrs.rizvi first and then armaan. "But I doubt if he undergoes anything. I mean if any cardiac arrest the

survival chances are too less." With that the doctor left.

Mrs.rizvi went for a quick namaz for thanking Allah. While armaan waited for mrs.rizvi to come back so

that he can too go for namaz.

He was grateful to Allah so much that he kept chanting 'Alhamdulillah' all the time.

Mr.rizvi were taken to general ward or say was removed from the ICU soon. When he was being taken

he made armaan and mrs.rizvi smile and laugh by showing an thumb sup to them.

Time passed by mr.rizvi were soon discharged to go home. Many people came to visit him. Including

mr.shah too along with ayesha. But say either fortunately or unfortunately armaan wasn't home that

time. Ayesha didn't left any chance to charm mrs.rizvi. she bought a porridge for him made by her own

hand as per her which was actually made by there maid.

Later that Rizvi family had dinner. But it wouldn't satisfy mr.rizvi as he was still feed by the salads.

Armaan was happy to see his family. He loved them dearly. He loved seeing his father chew the food to

loudly so that mrs.rizvi would receive the message that the food is not approved by him and mrs.rizvi

first explaining why isn't allowed to have his approved food and later just ignoring and having her own

food.

"Abba you called me" asked armaan entering the balcony where mr.rizvi was standing.

"Yes. I did." Said mr.rizvi.

Armaan stood beside his father. A moment of silence was shared by them when mr.rizvi began to

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"Your mother told me about everything yesterday." Armaan didn't know what he was talking about so

he asked him "abba what are you talking about. I don't know. What ammi said."

Mr.rizvi took a deep breath and said "About the girl whom you don't know about. I know she has

explained you what is definitely right but before you conclude anything I wanted to say you something

you can definitely wait until you found the one perfect for you but you know I... I want to be there for

you to give you advice on how to flirt with your wife or say I want you to give advice on how to make

peace when you fight with your wife. I want to have my grandchildren and pester them with love." Pinch

of tears were in eyes of both of them. Yet they didn't made eye contact and view the seen from the

balcony.

"I want you my son to settle down with his own family but more importantly I want to be there to see

him settling."

"Abba why you say so. You'll be there Insha Allah" comforted armaan to mr.rizvi.

"Well. Time passes by and you get old and you lose your energy. I don't know how much time has left

with me. But in that time I want to see you to settled and independent." Mr.rizvi said.

"Abba" was the only thing armaan could say.

"It's on you now. Take your decision wisely. " said mr.rizvi.

Armaan was lying on his bed now. He already made his decision. Though he made it long time ago

when he saw her in dream but now his decision was taking a shape. Though he wasn't completely

happy with it but not also completely sad with it. Tomorrow he was gonna make a drastic change in his

life. Soon he was lost in the slumber of sleep.