Chapter 3 c
Sorry for late uodate...dnt search for logics at some parts of update... bear my nutty brain..😆 I'm hiding under table now... my intention is just to make u all smike... okay here begins my torture again...
Aliya was shocked , Dirty Zain with whom she use to fight is her Zain Abdhullah... she looked again and again to reassure what she just read...
she fumed with anger she crushed paper into ball and threw it on floor... what made her angry was, he knew earlier than her but he disguised his identity and took advantage of her...
" Kiss... was that a part of his revenge..." she said out caressing her lips...she recollected his words...
" Carefull Tiny" clenched her teeth in frustration... But her anger was just like bubble... it blasted soon expelling anger out completely from her... she can't hate him...
She sprang up from couch... took paper which she crushed into ball and tried to unfold, she looked at their school picture... with out her knowledge she muttered something...Her Gaze shifted to grownup Zain, her lips automatically curved into a smile...
She groaned in frustration... perplexed of her own thoughts, she was indifferent to decide...
" ENEMITY OR LOVE" She thought of Ironing paper to make normal... but she dropped the thought... she. Thought she should not burn his photo with Ironer..she placed between cot and bed and kept heavy weight on it...
But one thing was clear to her... she doesn't know his intentions... she should not believe... . She said it again and again to herself to stop herself when he comes infront of her...
Her phone buzzed to add fuel to simmering fire... it was a msg from her dear enemy...
" I didn't receive a reply yet..." fuel addition raised fire flames...his msg sensed her like warning...
" How dare he warn me... he is so demanding..." Enemity won over love for her Enemy...
" I ll not meet u... Do what ever u can... Just stay away u Rake..." she pressed send button with trembling hands, she typed msg in anger but... somewhere her inner senses were denying her to call him Rake...
She waited for his reply whole day, whole nite and whole week too... but she didnt receive...
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Zain went to Aliya's home immediately after return from trip...he went to meet her but he was cruelly leeched by his Future FIL's shayari's once again... Her mom she tortured him to eat more... his patience dripped and finally asked them about aliya... he was informed that she left to her grandmothers home...
Aliya who didn't know how to handle Zain left to her grand mother home for few days...he cannot do anything... other than waiting for her...
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" Bye grannie... I'm going to college, will come lately today I have extra work..." Aliya shouted stepping out of home...
Aliya's grand mother house is in next street to her house... Poor Zain who doesn't know this was waiting for her To return...
Aliya is fashion designer... final year student...it was big day for her... she is very creative and topper of college... she got a chance to design costumes to a model for her photo shoot during her studies...
After college she altered a dress measurement which were stitched in wrong measurement and left to studio with garments bag... __
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She was waiting for model who was going to present her designs... Model nafeesa finally entered... Aliya rolled her eyes looking at her catwalk... she didn't understand why she was doing catwalk there infront of her...
Her attitude was Irking her but she tried to ignore... After nafeesa's touch up, she took garment from Aliya and started walking to trail room...
Her fancy walking wearing point heels didn't take much time to land her on floor...
Ayat who was eating popcorn laughed biosteriously spilling popped corns from tub... Nafeesa glared at Ayat... Aliya elbowed Ayat to stop and helped nafeesa...
she was unable to stand...couldn't walk too... Her leg was fractured... management sent her to hospital...
Every one was pacing in room.. they cannot cancel shoot... celebrity has already arrived, they were trying to contact Few models for immediate shoot...
Aliya was highly disappointed, with the cancellation of shoot... Ayat who was munching rest of popcorn leisurely threw her suggestion...
" why all of u r so worried... Aliya will model for shoot..." everyone including Aliya looked at Ayat in shock...
Couple of times Aliya presented her designs in college events...she carried them gracefully without much efforts stilling eyeballs of crowd with her natural charms... Aliya hesitated to do it... but on request of Add director and someothers Aliya accepted...
Aliya enquired corresponding man, with him she was gonna make shoot... She was answered with another shocking news of her life...
" With Zain Abdhullah..." she gulped hearing answer and looked around nervously... Ayat was Over wrought... she looked at Aliya with hanging mouth... Digesting news wyat crushed Aliya in her embrace...
" Oh my Aliya...U r very lucky... u r going to meet him again..." She was jumping crushing Aliya in her arms... Aliya didn't say about her second meet with Zain... she was scared to discuss and it was little personal too...
Her beat doubled, she dropped idea of shoot, but Ayat and others forced her...left with no option she agreed...
After dressing, she renewated her makeup with little touchup... She peeped out of dressing room... there stood her Zain in 3 piece suit, looking Dashing, she always saw him sports wear or casuals... he was looking hotter than ever...
Her breath hitched, with the thought of standing beside him... Gathering her courage she stepped out of dressing room... Palming her face...
Zain looked at the approaching model, he couldn't see her face as she palmed her face... he felt strange bcz for the first time he saw a model covering her face...
Aliya was sneaking from gaps between her fingers... Ayat ran out of dressing room shouting for Aliya... hearing her name Zain looked at lady infront of him...his gaze shifted to owner of voice, it was Ayat...he understood it was his Aliyaaa...
" u forgot this..." Ayat handed her a bunch of white roses... Aliya u palmed her face to take flowers... She was coming like a bride wearing a white gown, with simple pearl jewellery... the only difference was Brides blush... but she was looking at him with hooting eyes as a reply to his joyful gesture...
She approached him and stood right beside him not showing her face...
" when did u return..." his question was direct without starting with a normal talk... Ayat too joined them... she heard his question...
" But where did she go...?" she questioned back Zain... Aliya was silent and trying to signal Ayat to skip topic... But she didn't understand what she was trying to convey...
" She went to her Grandmothers place right... she was out of town..." Ayat laughed hearing him...
" Out of town... think it's out of street... bcz her grandmom's is in very next street of her home..." he frowned and turned to look at Aliya... She dnt want to postpone issue anymore... she thought of making it clear... she raised her head...
For the first time he saw her eyes conveying him something other than excitement...she was throwing fiercing looks, he was bewildered, Ayat left from there as the photo shoot started...
" so u lied me... staying in the same city... u Said u were in ur granma's home..." he whispered in anger squeezing her palm which was on his chest...she was silent... she moved away snapping back her hand from his chest. and stood aside as photographer took enough shots in that phose...
"I didn't lie... I just said I'm in my grannies home..." she replied... Zain raised a brow listening her answer...
" it's the same, equal to lie Tiny..." he mocked her... "U never hid anything from me Rolling melon..." she mocked him back throwing fiercing looks...
Zain's eyes popped out hearing" Rolling melon" Aliya use to call him Rolling melon from the day one of her encounter with little Zain... bcz he was rolling like water melon on ground denying to come school...
Zain. Turned away hearing her... " So she knew who I am... this is going to cost me heavy..." he was thinking ways to manofy her... The came out of thoughts when they heard director calling them back for shoot...
" U r a model...?" Zain questioned Aliya... she was silent for few minutes and then nodded her head in a NO... Zain gave her a disbelieving look...
" Then how come u r here..." he questioned back... " I'm the designer of ur model for this shoot... Her leg fractured just before and they..."
" Oh wow, that's good... atleast for me..." Zain cut her in middle... Zain held her in his arms as director said, his right hand on her waist and she was leaning back resting her head slightly on his chest...
" Wait for me after shoot..." Zain whispered in her ear... she nodded her head still gazing at wall which director pointed...
" U have to..if not i will kiss u right here..." Zain said in a managing voice gripping her more tightly...she glared muttering something... Zain ignored her...
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After shoot Aliya tried to escape, but Zain didn't let her... he dragged her to his car and made her sit in passenger seat.. every one were amused with his behaviour... but she too didn't scream for help so everyone kept quite... _
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He brought her to a restaurant, which was little far from city... they occupied a table which provides little privacy...
She silently sat infront of him... when Zain was about to start conversation, waiter arrived for order, Zain groaned in frustration...but composing himself he ordered for food politely...
Her silence was irritating him more, there was no excitement, or smile for him, she was gazing at empty table pursing her lips...
" what did u say me..." Zain shouted little loudly clasping her one wrist... she passed him a genuine ignorant look...
" Rake"
he hissed on word, tightening grip on her wrist... she shut her eyes squeezing eyeballs... she too didn't want send that msg... but she failed to control her anger...
she was still gulping back fear... Sensing her fear he unclasped her...
" I understand what made u feel that way, but believe me I didn't try to take advantage... I was searching for u from our first meet... and fortunately I met u that day, I... I Couldn't control so I kissed u..."
She blushed little reminiscing their kiss...
" and... and. u kissed me back..." he immediately continued protesting himself...
"I want to marry u Aliya.. ". there was no answer from her... but how can she deny her love... she was flying like a butterfly in a colorful garden..
" Y u r still struck with our childhood days...leave it...pls dnt deny for that reason..."
Waiter arrived putting a break to their conversation... he served them food and left from there re granting their privacy...
" Okay I'm ready for marriage, but on conditions..." he took a relieving breath and smiled in happiness...
" what conditions...?" he questioned back with little fear... " u should hear m... my every word..." Aliya hissed on every word...Zain was on cloud nine... he didn't expect that she will accept so early...
" but I ll not leave u, u disguised ur identity and u kissed me..." Aliya warned him... Zain casually laughed not paying attention to her furiousness...
she threw hot Soup on Zain's lap... " this is just for hiding truth with me..." Aliya mocked Zain again and left from there leavinag back a burnt Zain...his white shirt and deemed denim was full with hot tomato soup...
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Zain Aliya got married in one month...she didn't talk or meet him much in that one month , he too didn't try to meet her, bcz initially he tried, abut Aliya purposely struck him with her father...Gulam tortured him with his shayari's... so he dropped the idea of meeting her before marriage...
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Wedding nite...
Zain sneaked into his room... Aliya was sitting in the middle of bed with veil, with full excitement he entered room and closed it behind him... he sat beside her, like a typical groom he cleared his throat and raised her vei...
He expected a blushing Aliya, but what he saw was different... she was lost some where, she didn't realise when he came too... but her expressions clearly depicted she was thinking something, Zain looked at her in confusion...
Suddenly she chuckled like a child still thinking something... He placed his hand on her shoulder... for a second Aliya who was lost somewhere was shocked...she looked at him furiously... and stood on bed... she has bamboo stick too in her hand...
" get up from my bed..." Zain was shocked with her behaviour...he stepped down from bed...
" What happened Aliya..." he questioned her... he could bet and tell, his Tiny might be the first bride to stand on bed holding a stick on wedding nite...
" U said u ll listen to my every word..." Aliya reminded him of his word... Zain nodded his head...
" Bcz of u, maths miss made me do 100 situps...". Aliya pouted...
" So...what should I do... okay I'm sorry... now pls get down...". Zain requested Aliya...
" No.. should not touch me...". "U r joking... come on, get down today's is our first nite..." Zain laughed extending his m for her...
" u should touch me after making 100 sit ups, for one week this is punishment...". Aliya said her condition...
" What stupid condition Aliya...and One week, why?" Zain questioned back...
" With Interest Rolling melon" she teased him... he knows she is an Adamant girl so he accepted... he thought he can do it easily...and soon after completing he has his plans to teach her lesson...
Zain started doing situps, Aliya was counting...Initially it was easy but with increasing number, he was becoming more tierd... Zain realised he might be the first groom too... to do situps on wedding nite...
with great difficulty he completed, be was totally tierd, he fell down on bed...to sleep...he felt some sensation in his legs and opened his eyes... his bride was applying balm for his legs... she was massaging... he silently looked at her, when she was almost done...
" Aliya Dnt tell me u r a sadist... like some husbands, they torture their wives and they only apply medicines to heal wounfs..." Aliya grinned hearing him...
she threw medicine onto side table and lai very next to him... She wrapped her arms around him and pecked on his lips... " Now sleep..." he groaned
" u spoiled our first nite and again u r teasing me..." he closed his eyes in displeasure... She chuckled again hearing his complaint... she cocooned in his arms and they slept together after hectic wedding day...
Next morning...
Everyone were teasing Zain. Indirectly about his wedding nite... But only he knew what happened... but he didn't show his displeasure...
Nite..
Aliya entered room , she stood infront of Zain... he was ready to continue his situps again... he know how to handle her...she stood right infront of him...
He did 10 setups and removed his shirt...now he was in his vests and shorts... she turned to otherside... she never saw Zain naked...she looked at him suspiciously...
He did another 10 sit ups and purposely removed his shirt too, seeing his affect on her... she was blushing...
" it's sweating Aliya..." Zain said controlling his smile... Aliya pointed at AC... temperature was low...
He moved little towards her and started...he was wetting her dried lips... Her heart beat raced looking at him...
" Enough enough..., dnt need to do more for today..." she stammered, zain smiled, he triumphantly nodded his head...
He moved towards her... " Why Aliya...why did u stop me..." he questioned in a husky tone...
She could feel sudden change in his voice... he caged her in his arms...
" tell me tiny..." he nuzzled into her swan neck, caressing her neck with his soft velvet lips...
" from tomorrow... u... u can do it in morning..." she managed to tell fighting his teasings...
" Why what we will do in nite..." he asked her kissing her collar bone...
She moved back to look into his eyes... she looked at his lips which were teasing her seconds ago... she tiptoed on her feet... she captured his lips as reply to his answer... he smiled against her mouth...
He responded back to her holding her face in his palms... he licked, sucked her Enticing lips...she bit his tongue... he moved back and looked at hhis bold girl... she smirked... he was surprised... he carried her in his arms to bed... and started his special torture which he was planning after yesterday's nite...
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After 2 months..
Zain loved everything about his girl...she is Sensible, lovely, Angry bull, crazy lover... all of the above best entertainer... but the reason which attracted him towards her was missing after marriage...
Yess her excitement, whenever she met him... Her admiration whenever someone remainds her of his achievements..., her Surprised filled yes for him...
He wanted her to feel him as surprise for her all the time...his wish to see her excitement for him slowly drained with every passing day...he dint have complaints... but he feels, he misses it from her...
" U changed Aliya...I dnt see spark in ur eyes, when u saw me for the first time... "Aliya just smiled... though he looks matured than her, he is not... realised it that day...
" But I'm not just ur Fan..." she replied holding her laugh...
He back hugged Aliya who was spreading sheet on bed... " I know... but I want my Crazy girl too... who used clap, excite for my every act..." he pulled her to along with him... they both sank on bed...
They were lying beside eachother...there legs were out of cot... hanging down... she looked at him...
" about Claps...? I'm always proud of u...but about excitement for u...I cannot do anything...". Zain pouted hearing her answer...
" Zain... I love ur presence around me... and I always wish u to be around me..but excitement!!!" Zain propped his hand and supported his head on it to look at his girl...
" Oh come on Zain, how can I be excited to see u, when I daily, most of time stay with u...". he was not satisfied but was happy to hear her feelings for him... he kissed on her forehead and wrapped her tightly in his arms...
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After 6 months...
Zain was disappointed...he lost a match... not only him all his fans were duappointed...he knocked door and waited for his wife open it...
He was expecting a disappointed Aliya as well...but she was looking normal... there was a warm smile on her lips...
He entered home, threw his sports bag a side and sank on couch... she too sat beside him...she hugged his arm and rested her head on his shoulder...
" U r not disappointed..." he asked her closing his eyes...
" of what...? " she questioned back...
" Of me... I mean about my game..."
" Zain... I said u before too...I'm not just ur fan...how can I be disappointed of u..." Zain opened his eyes and looked at her...
" So what, If u loose today... u ll win in next game... how will that change my love for u... how can I dishearten u..." she assured him...
Zain never knew that girls understanding side...every thing surprised him about her from the day of their marriage... instead of him... she casted surprised eyes of him daily...for her... she is not completely different... yess she is same Adamant... Angry girl, at times she purposely irritates him when she gets bored...they both fight too little... but in the end she will reward him with her love...
He understood what she meant everytime... " I love u Aliya..." he side hugged her...
" I love u too Zain..." she got up from couch..." I will get a coffee, that will work as asprin for u migrane..." Aliya Said Zain...
He pulled her down and came on top of her... even this will work as Asprin Tiny...he pecked her lips... and looked into her eyes... Her eyes conveys volumes of emotions...he likes drowning in her eyes...
She raised a little and pulled him to little down and kissed him...soothing him with her warmth... making him forget all his worries for atleast for few minutes...
Yes she was Asprin for his pain... " Thank God Aliya... I escaped..." Aliya looked at him puzzled...
" I dnt need to drink ur coffee...I'm safe..." Zain grinned and tightened his grip on her... she looked at him furiously...narrowing her eyes... she wanted to hit him but her hands were clasped...
She knows she was a bad cook... but she prepares coffee okay... it won't taste great... but it won't taste bad too...
" u r teasing me... I'm trying my best to learn cooking..". she pouted...
He laughed looking at her... she was grinding her teeth... Zain could hear...
He squeezed her cheeks and kissed her pouted lips...
" I like that pout u make, when I tease u..." Zain pecked her lips again..
" Oh Good... u tease me... I have no problem... I will ask my dad to.stay with us... he will leech u with his shayari's ". He loosened his grip on hearing her fathers name...
" Oh no pls Aliya...dnt do that...actually I dnt like that pout at all..." he begged her not to do that...
She glared at him... Zain realised what he said...
" Offoo...Aliya... I love that Pout... I love teasing u too... now pls stop this...I'm tired..." he rested his.head on her chest wrapping her...
Aliya smiled and kissed his forhead and hugged him back.. and laid with him until he slip into a slumber sleep... forgetting his worries...
*The end*
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Edited by madhufx9... - 10 years ago
