Zaya FF: Beintehaa Mohabbat Chap 6 & 7 - Page 3

Chapter 3

"Zain I can't believe this, tum phir bhool gaye" Suraiya asked removing her apron and hanging it causally onto the hook beside one of the cupboards in the kitchen. The most passionate hobby of Suraiya Usman Abdullah was to cook, a professional cook and renounced author or several cook books, a woman of class and of class she was.

"Mum, I don't remember what you asked of me" Zain said casually biting a cashew nut from his mum's ingredients.

"You're Uncle Arshad is coming from the states tomorrow. I want you to call him and ask him when his flight will land, and I want you to go and personally pick him up, he has a surprise for you" my mum said with a glint in her eyes.

"Kaisa surprise" I asked, mum just smiled and left the room. "Main bataon" Nafeesa Aapi came into the kitchen and opened the fridge and took out a carton on orange juice.

"Aapi bataye na" I asked. Nafeesa aapi was my Aapi as much as Hadi bhai was my brother. She was always therefore me and Rizwan when we got into trouble. I had promised to her that I would stay out of trouble; one reason I tolerated Watson and his desire for Desmonda.

"Theek hai, but what will I get in return" she asked as she put a glass filed with orange juice on a tray.

"Hmm, jo aap maango" I said sincerely. I would give her anything she wanted. She was my sister and I would do anything for my family.

She smiled at me and giggled. "Ask for anything you want" I repeated.

"rehne do, you wont be able to give me what I want" She said and started walking out the kitchen.

I waked behind her. Hmm what did she want from me, that I couldn't give her. "Aapi, atleast let me know, I'm sure whatever it is I will be able to do, but please, I can not do a masters in English Literature or psychology, kuh bhi man lo, but not that Watson ko aur nai jheel sakta! I ranted on.

She turned around and look at me. "Mujhe ek deevarani chahye, I want you to get married before your 24. Is that possible? She asked.

What!! "Okay wait, why would you want me to get married? How would that be something for you" I asked weirdly.

"It would, because you would stop with silly girls like Maddie and what not, yes I know everything" she smiled and left for the library.

"Surprise tau bata do" I yelled after her. "Wait there" she said and opened the door of the library and quickly returned.

"Surprise devar ji, is Arshad mamu's daughter" she smiled at me. "He has a daughter" I asked "of course he does, she is studying to become a fashion designer" Aapi added. "Imani Arshad Zaman, her name is so classy" Aapi tried to imitate mum.

"But how can someone train to become a fashion designer?" aren't you meant to be born with talent like that, it's like an artist going to train to be an artist, imagine Van Gogh going to collage to become a painter, Kuch bhi Aapi" I said and walked towards my room.

We reached Saleem's house, the music was blaring out so loud the windows of my cars started trembling, I hated loud music. "Wow, look at all the lights, oh my god, there are pink light" squealed Maddie. "Urgh girls" I thought out loud. "Let's go" I turned around and said to Maddie, I closed the door behind me was about to walk on when Maddie called out my name. "What" I said and look at her. "Aren't you going to open the door for me" she asked bluntly. I was about to reply with a negative comment before Rizwan opened the door for her and she got out. I looked at him and he motioned for me to move inside.

One thing Rizwan was right about, there were a lot of girls at this party, when I mean a lot I mean a lot, I think apart from me and Rizwan there were only 4 or 5 other guys here.

Saleem came to me and Rizwan and shock his hand. "Glad you could make it" he nodded at me. Did I mention I didn't like Saleem? "Enjoy yourself" he walked off with two girls. Hmm

"Get me a drink please Zainy" Maddie asked. Rizwan pulled me aside before I said something. "Yaar look, larkiyon ke nakhre utane parte hain" Rizwan said to me. "Maine tau pehle kabhi nahi utaye, they run around for me, remember" I said as a matter of factly. "I know, but you need to make a little effort if you want to forget about Aaliya I mean her" Rizwan quickly added on her name.

I grabbed two orange juices and walked towards Maddie. "Thank you" she said and took the drink from my hand. She has some manners thank Allah. "I'll be back" Rizwan said and walked towards the dance floor. "Zain, I'm so happy to be here" Maddie said and sipped her juice. "It's a great party" she added. "It's okay, I guess" I replied. One dude came running towards me, whose name I think was Harry "Zain, quickly come Rizwan is having a fight with Saleem" I dropped my juice and ran behind Harry. Saleem had Rizwan against a wall. I pushed Saleem aside and grabbed his collars "How dare you try and harm my friend" I said to him pushing him towards the wall. He tried to free himself and I let go. "Zain Abdullah, what do you think of yourself? You think you have daddy's money and you're the top man? You're dad doesn't even let you host a party like this at home, some dad you have. That was it, nobody said anything about my dad and got away with it. I turned around and punched him straight in the face. "The reason why I don't hold parties like this is because alcohol is haram, did you not know that? Didn't your father tell you? Some father you have" I spat at him, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Chalo Rizwan" I spat at him and turned around and left.

Chapter 4

I was so tired with the events of today that I was asleep once my head hit the pillow. ALLAH I loved my sleep.

Aaliya was walking towards me with what looked like a gift bag, "Zain look what I got" she sounded excited. What was going on? "Come we will be late for school" she said and started pushing me forward. She looked so innocent in her uniform, she was saying something and laughing. Why couldn't I hear her, what was she so happy about? What was in the gift bag? Maybe it was for me? She started running towards a boy and handed him the giftbag. "Happy Birthday" she said to him with a grin on her face. "Bye Zain" she said and turned around and walked into school with him.

I opened my eyes, my whole body sweaty and my heartbeat erratic. What the hell was that? It felt like I had a nightmare. I swear everyday these stupid dreams get more vivid and strong. I sat up, recited Ayat-ul-Kursi and got out of bed. The clock showed 7:00, it's been a long time since I woke up this early. "Oh ALLAH, you woke me up so early, this better be a good day" I said looking up at the picture of the Kaaba that Dad had got for my room from Qatar.

Nafeesa Aapi was cooking Hadi Bhai's oat cereal. "Seriously he still eats that stuff" I said as I entered the kitchen. "Yes he does, because he is a keep fit mutant" she laughed. "Acha wait here, we will have breakfast together here, your brother is impatient for his cereal, atti hoon" She said as she left the kichen with the bowl of cereal with her.

"Zain tumhare Mamu arahe hai, you will need to pick him from the airport at 7:00 sharp" Mum said as she entered the kitchen with Chand Jaan. "Baki ingredients pooray hai na Chand Bi, theek se dekh lain" mum said and handed her the list. "Zain Beta, kya hua tha aaj, itni jaldi ut gaye, phir se special wala dream..." I cut her off. "Chand Jaan, aapke dreams ke ilawa koi aur reams kaise aa sakte hain, meri jaan" I winked at her. "Chal badmaash" she laughed and left.

Other than Rizwan, Chand Jaan was the only one to know about my Aaliya episode. I would have them since I was a child, she was like my mother, and for some reason I share a special bond with her. I told her everthing when she thought I was possessed by a jinn and started crying. "Seriously Chand jaan, Jinn possessing me!! I would Possess a jinn rather" I laughed to myself.

"Chal Beta Zain, lets get into college, its been a few days since I've had some fun, maybe today is the day" I said to myself as I looked in to the side mirror of my car. I made sure my hair was perfect, slipped on my aviators.

"Zainy boy, how are you doing today, you left very quickly yesterday night" Saleem said as he approached. "Oh so the fathers love I gave you yesterday was not enough" I said. A crowd started forming around us, mainly consisting of Saleem's friends.

"Zain, lets go" Rizwan made his way to me a tugged onto my arm. "Yes we don't want to ruin tat pretty face of yours now do we" Saleem said rubbing his face, where I had punched him last night.

"You couldn't touch me, even if you tried, I'm Zain Abdullah, and you need a certain set of standards even to be around me" I said as I took my aviators off to look at him. By the way, me and a group of friends are flying out to Bangkok on Friday for 4 days, you see, last night I went to this boring party, I was too drab. I need a dose of a real party. Agar ana chaho tau aa jana, if you can meet the expense of the trip that is" I put on my aviators and walked towards Saleem and walked past him humming party on my mind' with Rizwan walking right behind me.

"Yaar, we are going to Bangkok, you didn't tell me" Rizwan said excitedly. "Well, I need to talk to Hitler Dadu, I'm sure he will allow us to" I said opening the door to block B. "Hitler will not allow us to go" He said as he was sure. "You leave that with me" I said and walked into class. "Oh meri Jaan, Watson, teri deed to akhiyan tarsii" I said as I walked towards Mr Watson. "Zain, How many time shave I told you not to say that to me" He said and continued writing the date on the board.

Right, I can do this, I thought to myself as I straightened out my Kameez. I hated wearing salwar kameez. "Kya kya karna parta hai, how confidently you boasted Zain, party in Bangkok, stupid stupid" I said to myself whilst looking in the mirror. "You can do this, you're the dude" I said to myself. Damn I sound like Barney from How I met your mother.

Dadu looked at me as if I had grown two heads. "Barkhurdar, I don't like the idea of you partying, and that too with Rizwan, he is very gullible and can be very nave. No" Dadu said shaking his head. "Oh come on Dadu, please" I pleaded sitting on the floor in front of him. "If you want to go, you need to give me a better reason than that" He said grabbing his tasbeeh.

"Dadu yeh meri izzat ka sawal hai, my whole reputation is at stake. What are people going to say, Muhammad Ali Abdullah's grandson is a liar" I said as I put my head in his lap. "Oh no, he can't have that happen Dadu joked, Fine I will make all the arrangements, but you will have to do something for me in return" he said seriously.

"Hukam Karo, Janab-e-Aala" I teased Dadu. "Now Adil is getting engaged, and I want to give him a present, but he has a very strong personality and will not accept, you need to make sure that he accepts the Audi RS 7 that I have got for him" Dadu whispered to me. "What an Audi RS7! Aadi Bhai gets an Audi RS7, Why can't I" I moaned loudly.

"Well you can, baas sagai kar lo" Nafeesa Aapi said bringing Hitler's tea for him. "No way, Deal dadu, nobody says No to Zain Abdullah ever" I said in a smug attitude. "Itni jaldi maan gaye,Yaad hai na aapko bhi Bhopal jana hai, bhool mat jana" Dadu reminded me. "Don't worry, I will definitely go to Bhopal I said.

"Aapi you should come along too" I said looking back at Nafeesa Aapi. "Erm, I don't..." she was cut off by mums comment. "Haan Nafeesa, you should go to, not like you have much to do around here, no kids to look after" Mum taunted Aapi. I didn't like it when mum did that. "Mum woh, erm, if you say so" Aapi said and walked out the room. "Zain, it is nearly 5 o clock, airport time se poonch jana" mum said and left too.