It was somewhat 3PM. Dark pitch outside the window. With no moon in the sky and clouds swaying in it. There was pin drop silence outside. So was inside where dua and armaan were.
Dua suddenly woke up despite of the calm night. She didn't woke up by any sound or anything she woke up because her body was aching.
She was in the same position. Sitting. She didn't knew when she slept while wating for armaan to sleep. She stretched herself to her right and on the lamp beside.
Making the room a little more brighter then before. She looked down on her lap that had armaan's head on it.
Dua panicked at first for a moment but relaxed knowing whom it was. It was useless to move him. He was too heavy so and also she didn't wanted to wake him up in the process.
Her hands automatically went to his forehead to check his temperature. It wasn't that hot as it was before. Seems pills worked magically with him.
Sweat beads where formed on armaan's forehead. She wanted to wipe it with a tissue but she couldn't get her hands on any. They were on the opposite table. So she did it with the sleeves of her dress. She was starring at his face. He looked tired. Maybe because of work or her dua thought to herself.
A pain shoot down her back. Her muscles were all cramped up. Because they've been in same position since long. She slowly began to shift his head out of her lap. It was hard to.
It took a while but she succeeded as he was in deep slumber of sleep because of the pills he had. Armaan moved a little away by himself, making dua sign in relief.
She stretched her self. She looked at the couch being baddest option right now. She kept a pillow in between them and lay down. Somehow she managed to sleep properly. She was confident she would wake up before armaan.
The sun came up after the dark night. Dua woke up because of a little sunshine creeping in through a small peek from the window curtains. She rubbed her eyes with the palm. 'Sunshine that means I missed my prayer.' She whispered to her self.
She tried to move away but felt a weight on her she looked down at herself to see an arm draped on her waist. She was horrified but later on calmed as she realized that it was armaan again. She recalled the memories of being close to him. And now being more close to him then ever.
Her back was within his chest. Dua's alarm went high as she felt his warm breadths on her neck. He moved closer to her.
'He is doing it on purpose. She said to herself. But it felt good sleeping beside him. No. No. No. Not falling mr.armaan rizvi.' Dua's head was quick to respond. She moved away quickly with lightning speed. Too far from him. Using all her energy. Which in process woke up armaan too.
He seems confused but moment later his eyes were wide in realization. Last night rushed to him. As well as what he did just right now.
Dua was now standing in front of him with her hands folded on her chest. Definitely not happy with his deeds.
Armaan began to scratch back of his head out of nervousness before he spoke up. " I kinda have this weird thing."
Armaan who was still sitting on the bed began to look up from his lap to dua who was impatiently waiting for him to speak. He looked down too embarrassed to say anything.
"I can't help but cuddle anything and anytime I sleep. Sorry for it. I didn't told you that. I forgot to." He completed and looked at dua again. Dua was scanning to catch any hint of lie in his voice. But there wasn't any. He did had fetish for cuddles. His ammi always found that cute.
She left a deep breath and climbed up to him. Arguing on it was useless. And dua knew that.
Armaan's breath forget to make his way back to his lungs. As dua glide her way towards him. She lays her hands on his forehead to check upon his temperature. It wasn't hot. The fever looked gone away. She relaxed as she climbed down again.
"You ain't going for work." Dua said but it was more like an order. Armaan just nodded.
"What you'll have for breakfast." She asked with a smile.
"Anything." He replied happily. She was making him.
"Okay. Then freshen up." She said and left. As she thought about what she would come up with for breakfast.
Armaan smiled cheekily as he remmber her cheek were turned red tomato. As she stood with her hands folded. He does has an upper hand on controlling her fellings for him.
He stretched himself and went to freshen up. He climbed down the stairs, walking toward the kitchen. When a strong aroma of food hit him. He sat on the breakfast nook.
Seeing dua tie up her hair in a bun peacefully. He found it funny how much she's engrossed in cooking that she never felt him coming.
Dua turned suddenly and froze on her place.
"Why couldn't you stop making me scare. I almost had an heart attack armaan." She said with a little panic, with her hand on her chest. Armaan just chuckled at her.
While she just rolled her eyes on him. She pushed a plate towards him which had omelet just as he like, Half fry.
some toast. coffee and his shake which contains very much nothing and everything in it.
While in other hand she settled with cereals and milk. As usual.
Dua kept running all the memories of yesterday night like a marathon in her head. Making her stomach erupt with butterflies in it.
"Hm. I almost forgot." dua said pausing her eating. "Ammi called up." She looked at armaan who was giving her complete attention. "She said that shehnaaz amma isn't getting well. We might have to visit but later. You should call her." She said and began eating again.
Armaan nodded and said "yes. I would".
They sat in an comfortable silence having their breakfast...
Armaan was sitting on the couch in the hall. Changing channels after channels on the screen. He wasn't that type person who can sit in place and not work. He was workaholic more after he got married.
After getting board out of his mind he wondered what dua would be doing. He began peeping from couch into the kitchen which wasn't possible because only the a little part of door frame was visible.
He gulped nervously when he saw dua coming down with a towel wrapped around her head and rubbing her hairs off. Her face was glowing and that smile on her face was like bright moon in the night sky.
She was calling the maid. But armaan didn't hear her out. He was checking her out. She was breath taking. Armaan couldn't lowered his graze he kept looking back at her since it wasn't haram if looked, scan, check his wife. Was it.
She caught him staring at her. She made a way towards him and stopped in front of him. She said something but armaan had everything blurred except her. He was too busy looking at her that he couldn't hear her say anything.
"Armaan. Armaan. Are you there." Dua said waving her hands in front of him. Thinking he us out of his senses.
"Hmm" he said.
"I asked what do you want in lunch." She said shaking her head at him.
"Come on say something." She asked.
Armaan took a while to register her words.
"What about we go out for lunch." He blurted out but regretted the second later his words were in the air. He doubt she would agree.
"Huh." Came out of her. She looked at him in disbelief.
'Did he really just asked me that. I didn't expected to. But... we have never been out alone and together. After marrying. Okay. Yes he might ask but why. His making efforts dua. Why don't you give him a try.' Dua's inner voice said to herself.
Armaan was waiting her to speak something more then just 'huh'. But after not getting a reply all his hope drowned down the water. It made him irritating.
"Forget it, I asked you. Make what ever pleases you." Armaan said sulking and turned back towards the television screen.
Dua gulped before she replied.
"I never deny free food." She turned and left but with a smile on her face.
'He looks cute when he gets mad' said dua's head to her.
She liked the attention she was getting from armaan. Deep down she knew she was gonna regret her decision later. But she likes him making efforts. For her. For them.
A creepy smile appeared on armaan's face too as he watched her walk back to the kitchen. Boy he is whipped.
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~28APRIL2020