Chapter 7"Zoya! Asad is here to take you home" dilshad shouted from the entrance looking at asad who was ringing finger in his ear.
"Yeah, now every one might know i am here to take her." Asad made a funny face ,testing his hearing ability whether finished or its still there.
"Shut up james" stella laughed,playfully hitting over his hands which were ringing his ears to tease dilshad.
As soon as zoya heard asad came, she came running out, her hands were in air and her face had patches of wheat flour all over, including hair.
"Asad, ap aa gaye!" She happily came running to asad but stoped as asad showed a and in air.
"Hey stop wifey! You will spoil my coat." He warned before she could hug him.
"Oops sorry!" Zoya whispered softly, trying hard to maintain the happiness she had just by seeing him in front of his eye, but his cold act left a hurt in her eye.
"That's better!" He smiled looking at her hands off him; " now can you please go and wash yourself, so that we can go home?" Asad said with a plaster smile,looking at zoya with a raise brow.
"Yes, just two minutes." Zoya replied in dying voice and with a hung head to chest she started walking towards kitchen.
"There was no need to be so rude to her asad, do you even know she had been waiting for you all day. And she had also-"
"Now please dont you get started PHUPHi!" Asad stressed phuphi in a funny way as if he will just throw water from his mouth on floor.
"Stell how can you be with such ass hole" dilshad looked at stella with sympathy.
"Just how she bears you, ms PhUphi" he stretched u so long that it made a nuisance of a good name.
"Oh thank god, she is here!" Stella quickly said bringing their attention at zoya.
Zoya walked as she tried to set her t-shirt properly but the wet hands,left patches whereever she laid her hand.
"Zoya that not done" asad cribed on seeing the wet marks at all places on her shirt.
"I am sorry!" She whispered in her soft and delicate voice twitching her nose to stop herself from crying.
"Oh please!" Asad exclaimed looking at zoya, although her sniffa were low yet he could hear it clearly.
"Lets go home!" Asad finally said taking her hands in his and pulling her slightly to make her walk.
"Allah hafiz!" Zoya wished to dilshad and stella, while stell and dilshad both whispered her a weak good bye, watching him taking her ,right in front of their eyes.
"Asad!" Zoya called him softly, her fingers fidgeting with her jeans and her eyes low on her lap.
"Hmm" asad replied in stern voice, looking at her tiredly.
"I am sorry." She said in least audible voice. As drops from her eye start to fell down on her hand.
"Huh?" Asad tried to hear it more clearly, he narrowed his eye on her leaning a bit more to her side to hear it clearly.
"What?" He asked , inshort demand to repeat what she said once more.
"I am sorry asad!" She said again this time little louder than before.
Asad chuckled in no and then fixing the branded glasses back over his nose, he looked at the road ,while hands played with the steering wheel; "i wont repeat it again. I promise." Zoya looked at asad slowly ,under her lashes with a sniff.
She waited for him to say that its ok,but he didn't opened his mouth at all. She felt as if she had committed a big crime to make him angry and for this she started cursing and blaming herself. Repeatedly.
"Zoya!" She heard him say something finally after a long silence. A hope rainbowed on her face and her lips twitched for a smile.
"Why are you smiling like an idiot now!" Asad taunted her with almost an insult and soon the lips turned in thin line and eyea started to get moist.
"Get down and stay at home. Here is the key! I will be home late! " he offered her key to pick and zoya quietly took the key from his hand and stepped out of the car which had parked exactly in front of his entrance.
Asad waited there for few more minutes ,till she opened the door and got inside his home completely. After that he drew his car away straight to the local bar.
"Asad is very much angry on me!" Zoya said to herself taking slow steps towards her room.
"He didn't even looked at me once nor at this box" she pointed at the white tiffin box in which she had cooked food for him at dilshad's house.
She kept the box on table, which he called as dining table which donot even resemble an ounce of what normal dining table look like.
"I won't repeat this mistake asad." She cried softly looking at the tiffin she brought for him.
"I will not let you be angry for a long time. I promise" she stressed on something internally and then with a smile she looked at her home and then went inside the dump room or basement call what you want its that dirty.and she got out few cleaning stuff to tidy her home before he comes back.
"Hey james you here?" Bartender asked asad pouring the drink in glass.
"Yeah! Sought of felt thirsry adam" asad replied back gulping the liquid in one shot.
"Aah! More!" He said as he felt funny in his throat for having vodka.
"Its 3 already, is not anyone waiting for you honey?" Asad looked up to the person standing behind him.
"Hey flora" he waved his hand in air and embraced it around her waist.
"So no one waiting home jammy boy" the girl in skimpy shredder one piece,placed an index finger over asad chiseled chest and ran it along to each packs,opening button in process.
"Well, in practical. No one babe" he said kissing the ear lobe of the same one.
"Oh thats good,yoi know even i am with no company today. How about warmjng up a little with me." She laughed placing her lips dangerously close to asad's
"Well i say, not a bad idea sexy" with that he gets up taking her hand with him and walking to his car.
"Your home or mine?" Shr asks as she sits in his car.
Asad waits for a while and with a quirky brow raised; " yours!" He says driving off the car.
Next morning 5 am, door gets unlocked and enters asad -shirts button opened, his jacket hanged on one side of shoulder, and well he was not in correct state of mind to think, with those ruffled hair on all side.
The jigling of key on key hole made zoya got up from sleep, she had spent full night waiting for asad at the door after she finished all cleaning and dusting of complete rooms.
"Zoya?" He called her name softly as his foot made the way towards the place where she is standing.
Zoya was shocked to him asad would be understatement, she didn't expected to see asad in this state even in her dreams.
"Asad, ap aa gaye. I will just heat up the food for you" she said hurriedly walking to pick Up the dishes that she had placed for him to serve.
"Yeh kya dinner time hai abhi" asad said looking at the watch and then at zoya.
Zoya quietly nods her head in no,locking her eyes on the floor.
"I dont wake up so early, so you too can catch on more sleep" he says throwing his jacket on floor.
"You had dinner?" Zoya dare to ask biting her lips.
"Yes, of course " he haults and like making fun of zoya he adds ; " wifey!"
Asad throw his phone on couch and with tiredness he walks to his room. Zoya help him to get inside and make him lay on bed.
She lean down to take his shoe off when the mark of lipstick on his chest pops out from the hidden area of chest.
Zoya felt a sting in her eyes immediately ,yet she keep herself calm and finishes her work. Tucking him under the cover she raises cooling of air with remote. Placing the remote on table , she stands there for few more seconds, watching asad sleep peacefully in thier bed. Was something wrong with atmosphere she don't know, but her eyes again starts to shed tears; and she continued to catch the dew falling from her eye with her index finger. After a really long minute, she finally moves out of the room and picks up the jacket and mobile in the way from kitchen; she places the cloth on the foot mark that asad had printed along with his comeback, she with loe head and watey eyes picks up the phone and jacket and places them too in their respective places.
As she is about to go her eyes accidentally lays on the thin long blonde hair that is stuck to the shoulder of asad's jacket. After finishing her work she goes back yo her room as asad had told her to do.
In the room, Her soft sniffs echoes in the room as she quitely watches the sunrise through her room's window; her legs are on floor back supported by wall and hands crossed on chest amd eyes staring intensely at the sun like she is challenging him on something.
And with that a new day begins... 😳
Edited by -TIARA - 11 years ago
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