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CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 5
Armaan unintentionally said "who".
Dua laughed again and said " now don't act like you know nothing. It's ayesha. You. I . I know you like
her. That's why you did everything you, you did this"
Dua continued her say." I am so used to these now. I'm not jealous of my sister. No. It's just that every
time. Every time Allah gives something good upon, that thing always knocks ayesha's door first.
Always. Yes I agree she is beautiful, she is smart. She's pretty. Have perfect hair. But when you look at
me it's all ugly. I wear a hijab because I like to. Does it make you ugly..... Oh Allah." Dua took a deep
breath but continued "I don't have a great luck like ayesha does.
Tears were rolling down her cheek.
Armaan felt so bad for her. He wanted to comfort her but he couldn't. He never dealt with crying girls
before.
May be may be I am ugly. But you know what ayesha is she's a robber. A a thief. She took my baba
from me. She broke my family. She made me guilty even though it was all her fault. She stool
everything from me. Everything and I could do nothing about it. Nothing. She took everything thing from
me. Everything. Even you. You know what arham I really really....." she knocked off. She was about to
fall but armaan caught her.
Armaan had mix of emotions now. He did what anyone else would have he picked her up and took her
to nearest room. He made her lay on the bed. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.
He took a good look to her face. He still wonder why she thinks she's ugly. She is so pretty even more
prettier then ayesha he taught. He wrote a note and left it on the coffee table and left.
He went straight down. He forgot that ayesha was still waiting for him to return.
Rest of the party went like blur.
On his way back in the car. He kept thinking about dua. Not about the misery she had. Just her
beautiful face. He was once again feeling the same things. But he knows what his parents are upto but
wanted them to confess about it first. He knows his parents are having different plans.