He scooped her in his arms and walked inside remembering how beautiful she looked last night in the same red dress but now she looked pale and exhausted. He thought to save her from his gaze next time when she looks so gorgeous.
Meanwhile, all of them walked towards Asad and Zoya worriedly.
'What happened to her ?' Dilshad asked with concern in her voice while Humaira took Zoya's dupatta which was almost falling on the floor. Rashid and Anwer were out as they were also looking for Zoya still.
'She just fainted. Ayaan get me my bag and first aid box.' He ordered while going towards Zoya's room. He made her sleep on the bed while all of them followed her inside. He observed the cut on her forehead while pecking his lips on her palm gently.
'I am sorry.' He said apologetically and walked inside her bathroom to wash his hands first before her treatment. He walked out after a while and saw all of them standing beside Zoya. He took the first aid box from Ayaan and sat on Zoya's bed beside her. He started cleaning the blood from her forehead with a clean bandage and his other hand fisted. For the first time in his life, he was feeling pain of his patient during a simple treatment.
'Asad why don't you call a doctor ?' Dilshad asked him when she saw pain in his eyes when he was working on stopping the little blood drops.
'No Ami I can't make it late.' He said in low voice and made himself strong enough while Humaira and Ayaan were quiet all this while. He let out a deep breath after drying the wound and covering it with sterile gauze.
'Let her rest for sometime.' He said with concern in his voice and stood up to go out when suddenly he realized that she was not able to walk properly aswell. He was busy checking her foot and was satisfied soon when she stirred a little and opened her eyes slowly.
'Are you alright now ?' He asked while going closer to her and smoothed back her hair. She looked at him for a while and then her expressions changed to confusion, holding back her tears.
'Where am I ? Who are you ?' She asked while he was left stunned with her question.
'Zoya are you fine beta ?' Dilshad walked toward her from other side while Asad's grip on her hand tightened as fear of losing her hit him.
'Where is Abu ? I was with him and Humaira. We were going to Manhattan Mall for shopping --- and then suddenly.' She said while sitting up straight and tried to remember the car accident while all of them were shocked at her weird behavior.
'What are you talking about Zoya ? That accident happened twelve years back. You are getting married after two days now.' Humaira interrupted while Zoya's expressions turned from confusion to shock.
'Zoya listen to me ! Don't take stress I will call a doctor.' said Asad and took out his phone from the pocket while she grabbed it from his hand and looked at him confusedly.
'But who are you ? And Humaira what are we doing in this house ?' She asked again with tears in her eyes while Asad's heart was sinking with her every question.
'You are in India and I am your husband.' He said while cupping her face and her eyes widened at this revelation. Her reaction made him control himself when he was about to reveal further information before consulting a specialist in Post-Traumatic Amnesia. 'But right now don't think too much. Just calm down.' He said to her but was himself also trying to calm down.
'Bhaijaan how did she get that cut ?' Ayaan asked confusedly and Asad was about to answer him when tears poured over Zoya's eyes.
'Where is my Abu ? Ya Allah ! How can he get me married to some stranger ?' She sobbed and Asad wiped her tears before taking her into a hug.
'Calm down Zoya. I am not a stranger. Everything will be fine.' said Asad while hugging her as his head buried in her hair, without caring about anyone over there.
'Yes Zoya beta ! Just have some rest.' Dilshad said.
'Call Dr Sharma ! He is a good psychiatrist.' Zoya suggested him and he nodded in yes while rubbing her back.
'But how come you know Dr Sharma if you don't remember any of us ?' Ayaan asked confusedly and Asad simply broke the hug.
'Allah Miyaan ! What's wrong with you Ayaan ?' She exclaimed before giving explanation, taking Ayaan's name by mistake. 'I am a doctor in the same hospital so obviously I know who is best in this field there.' She said and simply shrugged before giving him a stern look while Ayaan was a little bit satisfied with her answer.
'And who made you a doctor at the age of 16 ?' Asad asked sternly and she opened her mouth to say something but closed as soon as she realized that she was caught.
'Ugghh --- actually ---' She tried to reason while Humaira and Dilshad were giggling now as she repeated Asad's most commonly used words.
'Enough is enough ! So this was all a joke ?' He asked while moving away from her. 'How can you joke about these things Zoya ?' He stood up angrily while she bit her lower lip worriedly.
'Asad calm down ! She was just kidding.' Dilshad said with a smile adorning her face.
'Yeah ! I am totally fine. I was just punishing you for not coming on time last night which made me suffer alot and also because you were ignoring me since an hour.' She pulled out a perfect pout on her face while Asad looked at her in disbelief.
'What kind of punishment is this ? Do you have any idea what I was going through because of this stupid joke ?' He asked while pointing his finger towards her and she gulped at his tone. 'You are a doctor Zoya and still you love cracking these kind of jokes.' He said, remembering one of her earlier jokes. 'I don't know who the hell made you a doctor.' He said while scratching his forehead and Zoya who was feeling guilty all this while, looked at him with her mouth open at his last line.
'Allah Miyaan ! What's wrong ---' She tried to scold him but was interrupted by his cold voice.
'Just do whatever you want.' He said in the same tone, before going out of her room and she winced as soon as he banged the door.
'This is all your mistake !' She said to Ayaan annoyingly while throwing a pillow at him whose head banged a little at this sudden attack. 'Why can't you stop yourself from asking stupid questions ?' She asked angrily while he threw the pillow away.
'Mona Darling you should be thankful to me because I saved you.' He said proudly while all of them looked at Ayaan confusedly. 'Did you see his reaction after 15 minutes ? It would have been worse after few hours.' He said while ruffing his own hair proudly while Zoya looked down, not understanding how she will manage with Asad's anger now.
'I guess Zoya you should say sorry to him as it really was a bad joke. Even I was feeling sad.' Dilshad said while Humaira nodded in yes, making her feel more bad as soon as she realized how upset he was after knowing about Sehrish.
'Abu called me and asked you to be ready as an officer is coming to know everything that happened there.' Ayaan told her after a while and she leaned back on the pillow to have some rest before all that.
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He entered his room and locked it before anyone can come inside. It wasn't Zoya's lie but Sehrish's truth which was hurting him more. His face was contorted in fury. He was as angry as a raging bull as soon as Sehrish's words came ringing back in his mind.
'Yes I did it intentionally. It was all my plan that night. Even just in case if you don't know then he was also drugged that night so he wasn't in his senses at all when he was about to divorce you. I drugged him for my own reasons but it was my goodluck that you took him away from me.' His hands fisted as his eyes sparkled with ferocity. He felt like whatever he did to her in return was very less in comparison to what she did to him years back.
He clenched his teeth as anger and frustration coursed through his veins for letting go Sehrish so easily. Zoya knocked at his door when she heard something breaking but he ignored it, breaking everything on his way to the bathroom.
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She waited for him to come out but after few hours her panic rose up while Dilshad told her to not worry as he won't come out of his room until morning when he is angry.
'Asad I have made coffee for you.' She called out from the door while he was busy on the punching bag.
'Asad just come out there are so many guests out here waiting for you.' She said in low voice while he started hitting it more rapidly.
'We need to practice aswell. Its our Sangeet function tomorrow.' She said and sighed sadly this time while he was getting annoyed when the music volume increased outside. He stopped for a second and throwing his hand in his hair, taking deep breath as sweat formed on his forehead.
'I am not interested in all this right now and tell Ayaan to put down the volume.' He roared and after a second without Zoya can transfer his message, Ayaan paused the song. Zoya looked at Ayaan in disbelief for spoiling Asad so much while Ayaan just shrugged as he was really scared of Asad.
'Fine ! Just spoil our wedding because of that bitch and keep on punishing yourself because of her.' She finally let out the obvious reason behind his anger while he again ignored her and concentrated on punching bag which was helping him take out his anger.
His head was getting heavier with each of Sehrish's lie he had ignored till now. Their were times when she kept on insulting Zoya and he used to give her reasons instead of shutting her up just because she was his good friend. His eyes were getting dark with rage and anger as he remembered the night which bought all the mess in his life. He remembered how she trapped him with some stupid tricks and he ended up losing Zoya for ten long years.
He should have tried getting her back. Why didn't he ? It was all his mistake. Zoya was always right whenever she got angry on him in this case.
'I don't need your damn money or car. I need you !' She said in the same tone and tried to correct herself the next moment. 'I needed you ! Where were you when I needed you Asad ?' She asked him while walking closer to him. 'You were nowhere because you were busy in concentrating on your career.' She said while looking into his guilty eyes who were pleading her to forgive him.
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