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Whatever you're worrying about, God has a plan.
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Ayaan's POV:

The game came to an end blissfully and we decided to depart to our homes as night descended upon us. It was getting dark and so Izyaan excused us. He left the hall not before advising me to strengthen my bond with my strawberry alias Rikza.

The panic stricken voice of Muftiha caught our attention when she yelled
"Rikza is missing". Her flushed face declared that she was serious.

We shared our horrific glances at each other as we witnessed the trouble. Each one parted their ways in search of Rikza. My heart bet at an abnormal rate as I strode on my way with a sheer hope of finding her.

My world stopped at watching the sight in front of my eyes. She was lying there on the ground completely unconscious. I reach to her taking long strides and fell on my knees as I scanned her face.

I can feel the sweat on my forehead which I wiped from my sleeves roughly. I gulped the saliva deep under my throat as I tried to utter a word.

Unfortunately, No voice came out of my mouth to which I clenched my fists into a ball. I closed my eyes and exhaled a breath to breath out my nervousness.

My heart skipped a beat when the thought of losing her clutched my heart. I wonder why I am scared to even think about losing her.

I am not gonna let her leave me. Yeah, Firstly, I won't even give her the chance to make me feel the fear of losing her. Never!

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Love is not finding someone to live with.
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I caressed her cheek while muttering her name constantly. I cupped her face in an attempt to place her head on my lap. My fingers graced with the soft fibre as I held her head which tickled me for some odd reason.

She was totally unaware of her surroundings. She just lied there like a cute toddler in a deep slumber whereas my heart missed a beat on seeing her unconscious.

Here I was scared and nervous of her state while this girl in my lap lies peacefully like she's completely fine with it. She really doesn't know what she's doing to me.

"Hey strawberry, please don't give up" I stroked her arm inorder to wake her up from her never ending dazzle and when I got no response, I bellowed louder this time.

"Rikza, Are you listening to me? Wake up!" My voice subsided lowly as I failed to get her back.

Dejected with my own state, I randomly roamed my eyes all over the isolated place when a piece of paper lying on the floor caught my attention. I crawled closer to the paper holding Rikza onto my chest.

I clung onto her arm inorder to stop her from falling and thus continued my act of grasping that piece of paper.
As I unfolded the note, I sensed something suspicious and my thoughts proved me right as I read the content.

"This is just the TRAILER boss. The movie is still ON" It got me extremely enraged after reading the content of  the note. I crushed the paper when I find the threat behind those words.

It seemed like he was a complete mystery man. He will nevermind to face death when he confronts me. I'm sure he will be so dead.

How dare he lay his eyes on my girl? He took his move and it's my turn NOW. Hello Mr. Mysterious guy. Whoever you are, I'm not gonna spare you for harassing my wife.

I glanced at the girl who clinged onto my arms with all the authority. I placed her head on my lap again, adjusting her hijab, fixing it properly in it's place.

She had that priceless expression on her face that would make me claim her as purely innocent.

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How could you just dare to invoke the fear in her?
"Girl, You're not gonna test my patience okay. You better wake up right now or else I ..." I shook her soft cheek with my rough hands.

A tickling feeling engulfed my stomach as my fingers traced her cheeks. It was the perfect blending ever. Rough against the smooth ones. I suddenly started to feel my touch to be totally hard on her as she was so delicate to handle.

Before I could lose myself, I regained my composure by stealing a last final glance at her. I seized my hands away from her face as my eyes witnessed her stir a little.

She hissed in pain when she tried to open her eyelids. She bit her bottom lip as she crawled closer to my belly while moving uncomfortably on my lap.

My breath got hitched as I looked at her in horror. Her eye lashes still lied there beautifully on her cheeks while I could see the small movement on her eye lids.

Her eye balls rolled from right to left as if she was trying her best in her attempt to open her eyes but I wonder why she failed miserably.

'Ricky' Her name slipped off my mouth naturally when her lips quivered in an attempt to scream something.

"Bhaiju, Hah Rikza?" What happened to her? Is she okay?" Muftiha yelled in horror as she took long strides towards us.

"No Muftiha, she's doing fine. She was feeling sleepy I guess, so I assume she just slept on the grass" I faked a sarcastic smile at her which got her embarrassed.

Obviously she ain't doing good. I slowly mumbled. I exhaled a breath when Muftiha yelled aloud regarding Rikza to let the volunteers know about her condition. With volunteers, I meant those people who were in search of the missing girl.

Later, everyone gathered to view the girl they were concerned about. Daaniyal individually knelt down on his knees inorder to inspect her. My blood boiled in rage for some odd reason. I was fully annoyed by that time and this guy added spices to it.
I loathe him.

I don't know Why I got really insecure and feel the extreme need to protect her when this guy is near her? I don't really like him near my strawberry.

"Wait. Are you jealous Mr. Ayaan?" My mind initiated with it's frustrating queries.
"Yeah, whatever". I rolled my eyes to no one in particular.
"Really? You Sure?"
"Okay yeah. I'm jealous, so what?" I questioned my mind irritatingly.
"Nah, nothing. Cool". My mind laughed at my state which I find it extraordinarily annoying.

He sprinkled some water on her face which unfortunately worked on her. After struggling for a few more minutes, she finally opened her eyes.

I let out a relieved sigh as I watched her breathing heavily. I muttered Alhamdulillah inwardly as my lips twitched into a wide smile while my heart was at ease on seeing her gaining her senses back.

I felt extreme peace as I gawked at her features merrily. Happiness surrounded my soul as I watched her smiling at her mother. My stomach did a weird belly dance where my heart played the violin.

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"Which (type of) women is the best?"
He replied,
"When you look at her, you feel happiness".
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Normal POV:

She gasped in horror as the cold water made contact with her skin. She was extremely terrified to witness the scene in front of her. She was scared to face the goons again.

A scream escaped her lips as she opened her eyes wide. Her eyes roamed all around the isolated area that surrounded her in extreme fear and as she didn't caught any glimpse of those black suited men, she sighed in relief.

She sat abruptly as she realised she was resting on his lap. In the amidst of chaos, she didn't failed to notice his reaction.

Their eyes met for approximately a minute and it seemed that their hearts stopped beating at the very second they locked their gazes. They stared at each other holding the gaze a little more as they digged deep down onto their soul revealing their deepest secrets.

The only thing they knew was that their world resided in those eyes. They continued their staring session until a mother's caring voice distracted them to come out of their reverie.

She caught him tracing his fingertips against his stubble in utter discomfort. She scanned his eyes which held so many emotions she could never able to lie her finger on.

She realised that they had gone leaving her in the amidst of darkness all alone. She applied force on her mind to recall the incident that took place minutes ago but was failing miserably.

She constantly played the scene to acknowledge the reason behind their torture and yet again, she faced failure to which her shoulders slumped in defeat.

None of her family members felt the need to question her about the incident. They neither had the courage to do so nor they personally approved the idea of tormenting her by asking the questions she might dread the most.

Rikza's POV:

Seconds passed into minutes and minutes into hours. Similarly, hours passed into days and days into a week.

It's been a week since the incident and no one dared to ask a single question regarding it. I never failed to notice their concerns written on their faces.

I am also mature enough to observe that emotion on his eyes too.
It flickered each time I sobbed out of extreme fear. He had been an extraordinarily and extremely possessive about me lately. I would dare to admit that he took care of me like a father to her daughter.

Each night, I sleep on the bed and unfortunately end up on his arms every morning. Every following day, I warned myself to not disturb him but got disappointed when I woke up the other day.

Nightmares never leave my side and I'm totally fed up of it. Though I respect him for sacrificing his sleep, I somewhere felt ashamed for being the cause for his sleepless nights.

How generous of him to take care of me despite the fact that he despises me for real. He was with me in my hard times and I really appreciate him for that.

Appreciate? Naah. Don't just lie. You actually love him for that right? Nope, I'm not. I don't love him and never will. I should not love him. Yeah. I must NOT.

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I desperately felt the urge to apologize to him for involving him in my problems.

I need to apologize. Yes. Right!
Yay, look how you help me go through thick and thin. This is the reason I love you so much. You give me ideas indirectly.

I should get going now. He'll be coming out of the washroom Anytime now. Bye!!

Thank you my lovely diary for reminding me. See I Love you, muahhh. Lots of love from the owner. I proudly own you, Eey!
Your best friend, Rikza.

I hugged my diary out of love and placed it under the blankets as I heard the door getting unlocked. I bit my bottom lip while my eyes rolled around the bed as I felt nervous to ask him for my apologies.

My heart skipped a beat as I sensed him looking at me for god knows why? It got me more nervous for some odd reason.

We never shared a decent conversation ever, instead whenever we decided to speak we spoke with foul mouth which might lead us to a fight. But now, the case was fully different which got me nervous I guess.

I assume to have a conversation with him when he proposed me. After his proposal, I choose to ignore him and viceversa excluding his concerns for me lately.

We just stole silent glances at each other and that was more than enough for us to not get involved into an argument. You could just wonder about my awkwardness every other day when I faced him in the morning clinging onto his arms with a firm grip. So gross!

Poor me. Can you just spare a minute to think about my state then? Especially when that particular human being is staring right back into your eyes? Trust me, it's definitely beyond horrible. Instead it's more than embarrassing.

I shrugged my shoulders in utter discomfort. I came out of my dazzle, when I found him approaching me.

What? Why is he nearing me? God, was I gawking at him shamelessly?
How stupid of me. Rikza you're an extreme Idiot. Fool! Oh my, please save me.

I pinched my eyes close just when I heard a lively chuckle. Inorder to peep in, I opened one of my eye lids keeping the other one closed to see him seated next to me. Oopsie Noo!

I cleared my throat as I opened my eyes and adjusted my eyes fixing it on the him. Meanwhile, I saw his cocked eye brows as if asking me something.
His questioning eyes made me gulp the liquid deep down under my throat.

"You wanna say something?" He asked  me with a nod to continue whatever it was (if there was any).

Before giving it a second thought, I blankly stated shifting my gaze on the floor.
"I'm sorry. I wanted to apologize to you". I rolled my eyes from right to left and viceversa in extreme nervousness.

"Apologies regarding?" He asked with confusion while I could see his eyes fixed on me.
Just do it already. I motioned myself inwardly to continue the conversation.

"Because..." I exhaled a breath. Meanwhile, I dared to look into his eyes and regretted the very next second because I couldn't stand his emotions that flew naturally from his eyes.

I was getting paralyzed due to the fact that I could not refrain myself from falling for him. His eyes held pure emotion which did cause my heart beats to beat in an accurate rhythm.

I averted my gaze yet again onto the floor and uttered the most stupidest thing ever.
"Your eyes are beautiful". I guess my mouth slipped.

"Sorry what? Pardon me, I wasn't paying attention. Will you please repeat it for me?" He said, his eyes pleading.

What did I just said? Am I an idiot?
Thank god, he didn't heard you. I laughed at my own stupidity inwardly.

Why was I apologizing anyways? I heard my mind questioning me. I applied force to know the actual reason behind me apologizing him.

After what felt like an eternity, I recalled the confessions I made on my diary and hence I got the reminder too. I  assume that I am losing my memory. I need a quick check up. I swear it's not that of an easy task for a wife to ask for an apology to her husband. It's problematically difficult.

"I'm sorry because I am sure I had caused a lot of troubles since that incident. I know I'm the cause for your sleepless nights to which I am really sorry about. Please forgive me for everything". I closed my eyes for a milli second as I felt peace surrounding my soul after pouring myself out to him.

I also want to tell you that I'm really grateful to you for being there for me when I was really in need of someone to take care of me. I am desperate to thank you for sticking to my side when I faced the nightmares.

I thought to myself as I stared right into his eyes. Those eyes that held a longing, those eyes that held love for my being.

I wish I could tell you how exactly I feel when you lend me your helping hand. I wish I could confess to you about how I go completely out of words when I'm blessed with your soothing voice. I really wish I could tell you my outburst of emotions that I feel when you guard me with your security.

Stoppppppppp!!! You can't fall for him. You should NOT.

But you ironically & unfortunately did fell for him already. My mind retorted.

Even if you did, I should put up an act. Yeah. That's Right. I would never let him know that I had fallen for him.

I diverted my eyes as I left the seat walking away just when I heard him calling me.
"Ricky?" It came more like a question.

Though the new nickname sounded quite funny, it did sounded good from him. I find it cute to be referred with a name I never had heard from anyone except from my husband.

I turned around to see him beckoning me to sit beside him. My heart skipped a beat for some unknown reason which I neither wanted to dig into, nor felt the need to.

I sat beside him maintaining a decent distance between us to which he covered it without minding my preferences of distancing myself away from him. As I felt the mattress digged a little more into the fibre, it unfortunately made a way to my nervousness letting my heart beats go wild.

"Hey weirdo listen, I neither was and never will find any trouble in helping you okay? I'll always be glad to support you in any terms and conditions. And who said you that I had sleepless nights? I did slept more peacefully than ever. You know why?"
He asked me with a smirk playing on his lips to which I could just stare at him in confusion while nodding my head completely unaware of his reply.

"Because how can I not sleep peacefully when I'm granted with the soft pillows resting on my chest?" His smirk grew wider than before while his eyes roamed around mine as if he was teasing me with that look.

My cheeks turned into a crimson red shade naturally and I just couldn't help myself to resist the blush from getting explored in front of him.

I bit my bottom lip helplessly. I was in short of words now. I stole a glance at him who was gawking at me in awe. He was deep into his dazzle to which I took it for granted. I slowly crawled from my seat with my attempts to escape from the room without him noticing.

Before I could step out of my room, I heard his voice stopping me from going out. I turned my head to his direction in order to listen to him.

"Thank you" He said in a serious tone which got me astonished for once. I knitted my eye brows at him while trying to claim the reason for his generosity.

"For the compliment" He later added which further added chillies to my confusion. "Which compliment to be precise? Care to explain me?" I asked with all my might as if trying to boost my potential to him.

Never did I expected that his reply could make the ball to fall in his court.
Ironically, the tables turned out to be in his favour while I was left speechless yet again.

"Well. Thank you for claiming my eyes as beautiful. I never knew that my eyes could be anything but beautiful". He winked at me with that priceless smile on his lips.

My eyes widened in horror as I never expected him to hear that statement which I never wanted to confess ever. I could neither justify him nor could I deny him.

Oh Allah, where I got stuck myself into? Hello ground, will you please swallow me? I waved at the floor through my eyes by rolling it in a circular motion.

His laughter filled the room when he scanned my expressions while I could just think of running away for my safety.

It's been really a very long time since I'm completely trapped in my home.
I wasn't permitted to go out all alone which is just driving me crazy.

He had strictly warned my mom to not send me to office unless he asks me to. If I were to go out, I will only be permitted when I choose to accompany someone. Be it Ayaan or Daaniyal. Huh, so frustrating!

They were super careful right after that incident. I'm so devastatingly stuck in this house since then. I am getting bored and I really crave to go out, especially to pay a visit to the office since I am really missing Simi.

Things have got much better between Ayaan and I. We don't bicker frequently like earlier. We don't eventually start up a fight every other day holding onto our collars to murder the rival.

Hey Dia, how I forgot to tell you about that conversation the other following day? Lemme tell you what actually happened.

So, I was wondering how to get myself busy with chores instead of getting bored and when I could find no ideas on how to spend my time, I installed the Wattpad Application inorder to read some novels which could grab my attention.

Hence, I got successfully distracted in a completely captivating novel named after as 'Made for each other'. It had that cute plot that automatically tempted me to continue reading the book.

As the time passed, I eventually fell in love with the both the book and the Author. I developed the deep bond with the Author naturally because she was the only one providing me the story with such a cute plot. Love yah! _amara15

Sorry Dia, I really ramble a lot. As you know already, I'm super talkative and how much I love to gossip, especially with you my love. Let's continue, Haan? Okay.

I was so engrossed in reading the novel that I lost the track of time. I panicked when my eyes witnessed the time. I jumped in horror as I was way too late for my Asr Salah. 

I completed my prayer and other necessary supplications when I heard the knock at the door. I folded my prayer mat keeping it on place and ambled on my way to open the door.

Mommy was holding a tray with delicacies. I scanned the tray which had two cups of tea with freshly fried chicken balls followed by a bowl of sauce and one with mayonnaise.

I squealed in delight while embracing my mom merrily just when I heard footsteps implying someone's presence at the door. The next second I adjusted my position when my eyes glanced at the comer. The comer was none other than him.

Mommy bestowed me with the information that he was the one who had brought the delicacies. She later excused herself leaving us to have our time together. Hahaa, I laughed at her comment inwardly.

When I was enjoying my portion of snacks, I saw him smiling at me with admiring eyes. I felt scared all of a sudden. Meanwhile, I just focused my attention trying not to pay attention to his stares but I was failing miserably.

I gulped the chicken balls blended with mayonnaise with ultimate aim to ignore him. When I was done, I wiped my now oily mouth with the tissue stealing a quick glance at the person who was seated in front of my eyes.

I shifted uncomfortably when he cleared his throat as if he was about to say something. I looked at him blankly when he asked the most ridiculous question I have ever heard.

"Can we just behave like humans?"
"What do you mean by that? Am I behaving like an animal to you?" Here started our bickering session again.

"Maybe you could have been behaving like one I guess" I just burst out my frustration on him.

He bit his lips in utter discomfort as he continued,
"No I didn't meant that. What I mean to say is...Urm, Can we just live a life like those of a normal couple?" He asked me with the questioning look.

"Normal huh? Well honestly speaking, normal couple love each other unconditionally whereas I would love to claim the bitter fact that I don't love you" I stated in a matter of factly tone while air quoting the normal couple sarcastically.

I could see the hurt look plastered on his face which did pained my heart, but I liked it to keep it that way. I don't want him to fall for me and viceversa.

He racked a hand through his stubble as he exhaled an uncomfortable sigh.
He continued his ramblings by coming up with an another idea which I find it reasonable.

"Then can we just live a normal life alike your cousins? Can we be, erm.." he left the sentence in the middle while looking at me for a second.
He then continued as he stretched his hand for a shake.

"Friends?" He had that excited expression on his face which I find it kinda childish but anyways choose to lend my hand forward.

I could not deny him because I had no appropriate reasons to justify my rejection.

You personally don't want to deny Rikza. Don't lie to yourself.
You were looking forward to befriend him. Don't you? Shut up.

"Are we cool now? Yeah? We're friends right?" He confronted me as if he was not completely satisfied with the handshake.

I nodded my head in approval not before exclaiming my rules and regulations regarding our friendship.

"I accept you as my friend now, but I need you to assure me of some certain things that you might really need to follow, is that Okay with ya?" I asked him to which he gave me a wide smile which indicated his approval.

He signalled me to continue and when I finished my lists of Do's and Don'ts, I was really flabbergasted to find him complying with me on every little thing. And thus started OUR friendship.

Well, I'm not that much of a rude person you know. Want to know what I asked for, Dia?

Before I could pen down my ramblings and carry out with my detailing regarding our new bond, I heard my phone screaming out aloud.

Will tell you later. Gotta go bye Dia, love you.

Unfortunately, I had to put aside my diary and hence connect myself with the caller. I accepted the call which was ironically from my new, so-called 'friend'.

"Hey Mr. Akdoo, wassap?" I beamed happily.
"Hey Weirdo. Get ready soon. I'm coming to pick you, okay? We're hanging out today". He replied bossily and even before I could reply, he disconnected the call.

Aish! Yeh Banda Nahi sudreyga khasam sey. (This guy never gonna improve himself, I swear).

I shrugged my shoulders as I made my way to the wardrobe doing my hip hops in a complete bliss. I was glad to finally got to go out after a very long time lapse of nearly nine days.

As I buckled up my seat and waited for him to start the engine, he received a call to which he accepted it, connecting himself with the caller. I listened to him as he said a few Okays followed by done in the end.

He then disconnected the call as he took the driver seat. I rubbed my hands out of pure excitement when I asked him about where we were heading to while I rested my back on the seat comfortably.

"Shopping mall" He simply replied to which I got happier than before and asked him curiously,
"Which one?" I looked at him while his eyes were fixed on the road.

"The Hussain's" He paid a glance at my reaction which seemed to be drowning after hearing his reply. I hummed in response as I made a pout looking at the outside view.

Ye shopping mall ko to Main already kayi chakkar laga chuki hoon. Phir sey wahi shopping mall Janey mei Koi thrill hee nai Hoga, huh!
(I've paid visits to this shopping mall many times, so there's going to be No thrill in visiting it all over again).

Never did I expected that this visit gonna be beyond thrilling and adventurous to me.

As we reached the mall, my eye balls came out of it's sockets when I gawked at the front.

I was flabbergasted as I could not believe my eyes. I blinked my lashes a few times out of extreme astonishment while a gasp made it's way to my lips naturally.

To be continued....
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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Will Rikza cope up with her new friend? Will she succeed in her attempts to hide her feelings?

How long will she suppress her emotions and how long will she tackle her husband claiming her lie?

Will Ayaan find out her masked face?
What do you think about her hidden motives?

What do you think Rikza witnessed in the mall? Any guesses?

How was the chapter? I'm getting complaints lately regarding this book.
It's not that interesting and it's boring, etc. I lack in providing you the professional writing style and that my book isn't that good.

I really wanted to know that is it true? If yes, then I will quit the book. I'm sorry to those who didn't find this book worth their interest.

It really hurts to know that when you had paid a lot of efforts in bringing up a chapter and it's painful to hear those negative feedbacks from your readers.

I'm writing this book for you guyz. Do let me know if I should stop writing it.

For all the readers who confronted me for the meaning behind Rikza's name.
Well, The meaning for your favourite character is just a simple one.
I Hope it doesn't effect your love for the character. The pure Arabic meaning for the name Rikza is Sound.

Last but not the least, A huge
Thank you to every single soul out there✌

Without you, it wasn't possible for me to reach the heights. I would like to Thank my every single reader with all my heart for helping me reach nearly 100k. Wohoo, we did it❤ Yaayyy!!

Can you believe it's already 99.6k right now, and this Update will do the magic of letting me meet with
Miss. 100k LOL XD

Enough of my rambles now.
Good bye!

Lots of love ♥♥♥
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