Chapter 13

"per kyu?" gaffur stepped forward, looking at zoya and asad'd hanging face.

"kyunki hum ye nikah nai karna chahte." Zoya tried to save asad as every eyes in the room looked at asad with loath.

"yaha koi mazak nai nikah ho raha hai, iska mazak mat banao tum dono" dilshad stepped forward looking at asad and zoya with disgust, " zoya - asad tum dono se ye umeed nai thi mujhe," she shook her head in disappointment than turned her head at rashid, "ap please inki baato ko seriously mat lijiye, ye bache aj hosh me nai hai. Inhe khud nai pata ke ye kya bol rahe hai" dilshad tried pointed at asad and than at zoya. " tum dono isi waqt apne kamre me jao, or ye sare waheeyaad khyal apne zehan se utar do, JAO" she scolded at both making zoya jump in fear, asad too looked at dilshad with surprise, she never had ever used this tone, may be she had her limits now.

"mujhe pata hai ammi main kya keh raha hu" asad stepped forward , walking two steps he met dilshad's eyes finally. He kept both hands on her shoulder while he tried hard to push his tears back, " ammi, zoya or main nikah nai karna chahte. Hum ye nikah yahi tod-." Even before he could finish the line , a sharp sound of slap echoed in the room. Asad's hand immediately moved towards his cheeks which was on fire while his eyes darted to the woman who is now looking at him with anger and disgust, her eyes speak fire as she breathed heavily with the hard emotions,

"khabar dar asad, khabar dar... I warn you, dare if you say that again." Dilshad added her lines with eratic breathing and violent gesture to proove her seriousness with the threat she gave him.

"ammi!" zoya quickly stood in front of asad as she saw dilshad hands again in air , prepared to burn his skin again.

"nai...nai" zoya pleaded with folding hands as she looked back at asad who didn't had a drop of tear in them while she was practically in tears. Her lips parted again to beg dilshad to not hurt him.

Asad felt a pinch in his heart as his nose twitched emotionally onseeing zoya still is trying to be with him, despite of whatever he had done with her. His eyes moved to tears but quickly he blinked away them replacing with a small smile as per the promise he made.

"ZOYA!! Hato samne se..." dilshad scolded zoya as she pratically tried to push zoya away from asad but she did nit budge but went on her knees to beg for him.

"nai..,please...ye hamara faisla hai. Please, inhe mat maro" by the time she reached the last word she was practically getting hiccups.

"zoya!" asad softly whispered and brought her up on her feet. As she stood she shrugged her shouder dropping his hand away from her.

Hurt could be easily seen in his eyes.

"abbu... ye mera faisla hai. Ap ap sab inhe nai , mujhe saza-." Before she could even complete asad interrupted her in between. "nai ammi, ye mera faisla hai, or apko acha lage ya bura, ye nikah nai hoga" asad said while looking at dilshad with a poker face.

"dekha, dekha apne... ek dusre ko bacha rahe hai, itni mohabbat hai inme or fir bhi ye...ye aise bate kar rahee hai" dilshad looked at gaffur and rashid with a sorry look , gaffur wiped his tears under his glasses, while rashid died in guilt.

"nai ammi, humare beech mohabat kahi kho gai hai, asad sahi keh rahe hai, ye nikah nai hoga" zoya said while rememebring the flashback of him in the hotel. Without giving anyone any chance to speak further she retired for her room. After zoya left , the hall still left crowded for few minutes, echoed with gasp and grunts but as time passed the room left with a dim light and a man who had his chin joined his chest , stood there lonely. His breathe was the only thing could be heard in the room. he readed the flash back of zoya protecting him, chuckling at the end , he smoothly slipped his hand inside the pocket and walked towards his room. the dark room suddenly went bright with the smile he had on face, the shivering of sky wisdom asad's inner pain and blinked in silver line. the rays of light when met the gorgeous smiling face of the man in dark. The lone tears failed in the attempt they made in hiding from everyone's eyes. The line of tears dripped constantly from his orbs, as his lips refused to let smile go evebn for a micro second.

"shurkirya allah!" he said looking at sky with a sharp release of breathe in air. He then quietly moved towards the end of the bed, bending his knees on floor he supported himself with back resting on the side of bed while his body went numb becoz of coldness on floor. He opened the draw on his right. Taking the bottle out, he shut them back close.

He chuckled nodding his head in no, smile still intact on his face, while his lips moved from purse to O' taking the bottle directly in, he gulped them completely, and soon his hands reached to the draw again, checking for another bottle.

The evening turned in to night and night soon sparked with sun. asad tumbled upon a bottle in an attempt to get up from the floor to his room. the soft ring from his pocket made him aware of the surrounding. Struggling with his hands he got his phone out finally! Asad could not read the name with a practically sleeping eye, his orbs refuse to hold any image than sleep for him, but he was adamant to give what his body needed.

"hello..."

"haan? Hun..."

"theek hai... dus minute mein coffee shop pe milte hai"

With that he threw his phone casually on the fluffy bed and walked towards the bathroom, practically dragging I must say, he trembled plenty on times on tangible and intangible solids around the room to be precise until he finally succeded in his attempts.

In the coffee shop.

"hi.." asad said softly pointing at the chair next to him.

"h.. hi" tanveer said awkwardly.

"are you alright?" tanveer asked concerned with asad slurping and the faint smell of weird intoxicate arose in air.

"yeah..mmh.." he said trying to make least eye contact with her. He took a hot air coffee sip, making his tongue set on fire. He quickly droped his cup back on table while he coughed in attempt to lessen the burning sensation.

"tum jhoot nai bol sakte na? she asked looking at him intently.

Asad immediately looked at her with a surprise and amused look while his mind ran back to zoya again she use to say this' he found himself murmuring.

"kaise hoga sab?" she asked looking at him.

"kya kaise hoga?" asad asked confused sipping on his coffe again.

"tum or main adhure hai asad. Per jaha se tum adhure ho waha se main tumhe pura nai kar sakti, na aj.. na kal.. or jaha main khali hu, waha tum bhar nai paoge apni jagah, kyunki waha umeed he nai hai." asad looked at tanveer with a soft smile and then looking here and there he waited patiently to let her finish first.

"main janta hu tanveer, main acha shohar nai ban sakta. Kyunki nikah to sirf ek he bar hota hai, or dusre ki meri himmat nai." He said eyes roaming on zoya's image in flash back; " per main ek acha dost hu." He simply said looking at his coffee with a smile.

Tanveer left abstounded at his honest confession and the little insecurity she felt somewhere was now replaced with relief.

"um.." she tried to say something; " coffee khatam kar ke chalte hai, doctor ki appointment hai aj tumhari" asad interrupted her softly.

Soon she did finish with her cup. Smiling at the innocence of him, "did you really thing I would not sense the lack of caffiene from coffee? You practically cheated me with milk" she complaint and asad smiled showing his teeth.

"lets go." He stood up and offered a hand to help her.

Tanveer was about to get up when she stumbled but quickly gained her balance.

"are you ok..." asad asked worried"

"yes" she replied meekly, her heart pounded still with fear.

Asad helped her still holding her hands gently as he guided her to the car. He practically pushed everyone of his way to safely take her to car. As they settled on their seats, tanveer helped her to buckle up and ignited his car.

His mind wonder around the thought of why happened what happened. And rested his mind on the single name. zoya"

He was so lost that his poor mind did not notice the soft warm look that tanveer for holding for him. A looks which says affection and love for him.

Her innocent mind involuntarily revolved around the comparison between haider and asad.

"AP bahot ache hai, asad" she whispered in a shy under her breathe. A warm air softly hit her lungs making her sigh in content as she admires the man next to her.