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Hello guys ! 😃
I know u guys didnt see me since a while, i'm held up by studies but this morning i really needed to write or else my brai would be burnt by now, and i also needed to relax and i dont know if it works for other writers but with me, writing relaxes me and i really need to relax for my coming exams 😳
So this one is specially to my best buddies here, Pinny (SH7_Sunny) and my Peary (zola007) i know i made u wait a long time (4 months !) before giving u this OS but better late than never, so here i am, and caution : its weird ! 😆
Enjoy 😉
Spicy food v/s Pizza !
OS : Spicy food v/s Pizza !
Comfortably sitting on his chair, waiting for his breakfast, reading the newspaper peacefuly, with a small smile on his face, Asad Ahmed Khan actually felt relaxed. After his busy schedule of the week, he indeed was relieved of finishing his project and it was a sunday, means holiday, means no-office, for the first time, he felt good at not having to go to the office. All he wanted today, was to relax reading one of his books from his finest collection.
"Miiisssttteeerrr Khhhaaannn !!!!"
Asad pinched the bridge of his nose. How could he forget, he had Ms. Zoya Farooqui staying at his place, how could that day be peaceful and calm ?! But, even he knew that, she wasn't a guest anymore, she was now a family member, he didn't even know, when and how did she made a place for herself in his home, in his family, but she did it, and it wasn't something he could deny. That would also mean that she wouldn't need to leave from here ever, she could stay here... forever, rightfuly, as...his wife ? He smiled unknowingly at this thought.
That's when he saw her, he saw Zoya, now standing in front of him, looking at him incredulously, she was wearing a blue top with blue denims and her hair left loose over her shoulders, looking as beautiful as always... He smiled at his thoughts and was now staring at her. He saw her frown disappear, her eyes soften, her pouty-lips curving into a small smile.
"Mr. Khan...", she called him sweetly.
"Hmm...", he replied putting his newspaper away without breaking the eye contact and staring at her beautiful face.
Zoya came closer to Asad.
"Mr. Khan...", she called him this time more loudly.
"Hmm...", but he was still staring at her, lost in her beautiful big brown orbs.
This time Zoya came very close to him, she put her hands on his broad shoulders which tensed under her touch but then slowly relaxed. Then, she bent down to be at his level since he was still seated on his chair, but he hadn't broke the eye contact yet, he was still staring at her, mesmerized by her touch, his repressed feelings reacting to her touch, sending currents through his body. Zoya was getting closer to him, her cheek brushing against his light stubbled-cheek, getting closer to his ear.
"Misssttteeerrr Khhhaaannn !!!!!", she shouted as loudly as she could in his ear, wanting to make him react.
Asad grabbed her by her waist and pulled her to him, making her lie in his lap and putting his hand on her mouth to shut her up. Slowly, she felt blush creeping up her cheeks, realising their close proximity and the position they were in.
Asad put his left arm around her shoulder, steadying her in his lap and one hand on her mouth. Zoya was slowly drowning into his beautiful eyes. He removed his hand from her mouth and put his index finger against his own lips, telling her to stop shouting without having to say it out loud.
"Why are you shouting my beautiful surname, Ms. Farooqui ?", Asad asked in his husky voice, slightly teasing her but she seemed to be lost in his voice, so he repeated.
"Huh ? Er..." Zoya was at loss of words, strangely, his touch was having an effect on her, his touch relaxed her, relieved her... At one moment, she felt as if he was doing it purposely. "I...i...yes i...you...we.. Uhm... Yes, Mr. Khan, why did you eat my pizza ?!" Zoya asked angrily, while he was amused by the change of her mood, a minute ago, she was looking as if she would take fire with her blush, and now she was ready to take fire, but...to burn him ! Not to forget, still lying in his lap.
"Ms. Farooqui, i didn't ate your pizza ! I don't eat such unhealthy food such as your dear pizza !" He replied calmly to her accusation, chuckling.
"Liar ! Liar ! Liar ! Haaawww Mr. Khan, since when did you start to lie ? That's forbidden in your famous books of Tameez and Tehzeeb !", she wasn't going to get into his words, "Admit it, Mr. Khan, you are the one who ate it !", Zoya continued, crossing her arms around her chest, pouting.
Asad wanted to smack his head against the wall, but he couldn't deny that she was looking cute... Asad Beta, stop reacting like a lovesick teenager !, he thought. "Why would i be the one eating that ? I'm sure you must have eaten it without even realising and now you are accusing me of eating your dear pizza ! Besides, why would i be the one eating it ? Why not Tamatar ?" Asad tried to be as convincing as possible, he wasn't making any eye contact, knowing that she would catch his lie. I shouldn't have thrown her pizza in the bin, last night, he thought inwardly.
"Mr. Khan, i know what i do, when i do and how i do, after all, i'm Zoya Farooqui ! And yes, i just caught you, you are lying ! Because, first of all, you are not making eye contact with me, secondly, Tamatar and Phoophi went to Ayesha Bi, yesterday in the afternoon, when i didn't even had ordered my pizza, thirdly even if they were here, they know that i love my cold, baasi and left-over pizza for breakfast ! At least now admit it Mr. Khan ! That you love pizza and couldn't resist at the delicious smell of mushrooms with cheese along with the elastic mozzarella, you know Mr. Khan, that's my wholetime fav..." Zoya kept rambling making Asad rub his forehead and when he had enough, he put his hand on her mouth.
"Ms. Farooqui, can you just try to breath between your talks ! Besides, if you really know what you do, when you do, how you do, why you do...so should i deduce that you love being in my arms, to be more precise, you love sitting on my lap ?" Asad said smirking while Zoya's eyes grew big as ping-pong balls and she sprang up and stood up as if he was on fire along with some blush on her cheeks, Asad grinned, but even he knew that he loved having her in his arms, but if he wouldn't have said that, he would have done something weird, like kissing her. "And for the last time Ms. Farooqui, i didn't ate your pizza ! And i'm not lying, because throwing in the bin is not eati.." Asad smacked his forehead inwardly for confessing unknowingly the fact that he was behind the "conspiracy" of the wanted Pizza.
Zoya looked at him as if he killed an animal while driving, "Mr. Khan ! How could you throw my pizza away ?! What did my pizza do to you ?!" She seemed at the edge of crying, Asad rolled his eyes.
"Ms. Farooqui, it was just a pizza ! Besides, you eat that all day long ! Along with unhealthy, oily crisps and Allah knows what else ! Not to forget about your weight, i noticed that you are getting heavier, and now, if you would get into trouble, how would i carry you ?" Asad replied as if it was the most logic thing in the world, and her eyes kept growing bigger and shooting daggers at him.
"Mr. Khan !! You can't say to a girl that she's fat or getting heavier ! And to me ?! Absolutely not ! If i ask you someday that "Am i fat ?", your reply MUST be "Of course not, Zoya !", and even if i get into trouble which i don't get...ok maybe sometimes, if you have problems on carrying me, it means that your six-packs are only good to drool over !" Asad looked at her amused, she was really a specimen ! He laughed inwardly at her talks but then smirked, he scooped her into his arms.
"Don't ever doubt about my capabilities in fighting, understood? Let me refresh your memory : your first night here, when you slept in my room, my reflex of throwing you on the floor, the day you left to the railway station and there were goons bothering you, Akram fiasco, Mangalpur... and many others ! Besides, i'm carrying you since a moment in my arms right now, but you still didn't realised that your arms are around my neck..." Asad had shivers whenever he thought about those incidents, Zoya indeed realised just now that he was carrying her in his arms, blush crept up her cheeks and he gradually put her down.
"Uhm...ya.. Don't try to change the topic, Mr. Khan ! You threw my piza away !" Zoya said adamant, she turned away and crossed her arms on her chest.
"Yes, i threw it ! Because it's very unhealthy !" Asad replied sternly this time, Zoya faced him again and looked at him incredulously.
"Huh ?! Please, Mr. Khan ! The person who can't live without spicy food is telling me that eating Pizza is unhealthy ?! Stop eating your spicy food then i will stop eating pizza ! Yes, Mr. Khan, Tamatar told me once that you love spicy food, so much that you had to go to the hospital at times because of indigestion ! It means that your case worst than mine, so you can't keep telling me to eat healthy !" Zoya replied victoriously while Asad looked as if he was a thief who has been caught.
"No, Ms. Farooqui, my case is different, i...you know, its just that...actually i..." Asad tried to justify himself.
"Of course, of course... Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan always have a good reason to do things, isn't it ? Allah Miyan, what's wrong with you Mr. Khan ?! You are allowed to do things that you forbid to others ?! How is that fair ?! Idea ! Let's do a challendge, let's see who can eat the most of our favourite things ? It's simple, i will eat as much as pizza as possible and you will eat your favourite spicy 'achar gosht', and the one who gives up first will have to eat the other's favourite for a month !" Zoya started bitterly but then a glint of mischieve came into her eyes when she thought about the challendge.
"Incredibly foolish, Ms. Farooqui, what type of challendge is this ? I dont have time for such childish games of yours." Asad was about to leave.
"Scared, Mr. Khan ? I understand, how can you not be, after all i'm not just a person, i'm Zoya Farooqui, there is nothing in this world that i can't do ! So, obviously you wouldn't be able to win against me !" Asad rolled his eyes but finally gave in.
"Ok, now let's have breakfast or else Phoophi will say that i didn't make her son eat !" Asad looked at her and pressed his temple but then sat down again ready to have his breakfast, both decided to do the competition for lunch.
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It was now lunchtime, but nothing was cooked yet, both too willing to win the challendge so kept themselves more hungry, to be able to eat more.
Finally, Zoya ordered 30 pizzas, much to Asad's bewilderment, her answer was that he shouldn't worry, since she won't be eating all this alone because when he will lose, he will have to eat all this and more for a whole month !
His reply was that she shouldn't take herself as the winner yet, and he would teach her how to make 'achar gosht' for herself and for himself too, and that she should be ready to eat that for a whole month !
Asad cooked with the help of Zoya to make 'achar gosht' since his OCD wasn't letting him order from a hotel/restaurant.
It was now 2pm and both were ready to eat their food. Asad's heart was doing a summersault, he started to feel sick only looking at all this food, being spicy or pizza both were making his stomach churned.
"Think about it, Mr. Khan, ready to lose ?" Zoya smirked at him.
"Ms. Farooqui, i don't lose !" He replied smirking back at her.
"Ok, 3, 2, 1... Eat !" Both started to eat, both were savouring their own dishes. Zoya had now devoured the first pizza, she took the second, while Asad was filling his plate for the second time.
Soon, both had enough but continued to eat, their ego at stake. Soon Zoya was to her third, then fourth, to be honest, she had enough of her pizza, she was at the point to give up, while Asad was also at his fourth plate, he finished his fourth and was filling his plate for the fifth time that day, while filling his plate, Asad felt the food coming up to his mouth, he left the plate and dashed towards the bathroom with Zoya on his heels worried about his health and cursing herself for this stupid challendge.
"Mr. Khan ! Mr. Khan ! Are you ok, Mr. Khan ?!", Zoya was tapping the bathroom's door loudly, when she got no answers, she opened the door which wasn't locked in hurry by Asad ans dashed inside. She found Asad sitting on the floor with his back against the wall, his head thrown back with his eyes closed and some drool over his chin, he surely must have puked.
Asad felt exhausted, while Zoya dashed towards him, shaking his shoulder, he looked as if he was uncounscious. Zoya was damned worried about him, knowing that he had in his past, digestion due to spices but today it was worst since he forced himself to eat more.
"Mr. Khan ! Mr. Khan ! Open your eyes, Mr. Khan ! Mr. Khan, it's not funny ! Mr. Khan, are you ok ?! Mr. Khan ! Ok, i lose you won ! I'm stupid, Mr. Khan, and you know it ! So why the hell did you agree ?!" Zoya shook him continuously, then tapped his cheeks, he was feeling high, he ate too much, Zoya was scolding him and was also at the edge of tears, Asad opened his eyes when she said that she was stupid, and nodded his head agreeing with her not trying to hide his small smile.
"Haaawww Mr. Khan ! You are such a drama queen ! Are you ok ? Sorry, Mr. Khan... Wait, i will just the doctor !", Zoya still held his head in her hands and was about to stand up but he held her hands which were holding his head.
"Ms. Farooqui, no need of doctors, it happens when i eat too much spices, look in the cabinet under the sink, there is the first aid box in which there are the medicines that i take..." Asad replied in a voice barely over a whisper, Zoya took out the medicines and dashed out to take a glass of water, she came back in a second along with the glass. Asad gulped it down and felt much better.
After five minutes, he got up with Zoya's help, she was holding him by his waist to steady him while she held his arm around her shoulder to give him support, gradually, both went in the hall, they felt like puking again just by watching the dinning table, they went towards the sofas and Asad fell on it in horizontal, taking Zoya with him uncounsciously. Asad lay on the sofa with a leg hanging down the sofa and his head on the cushion while Zoya was now lying on his chest, her head on his heart, Asad's arm still around her shoulder, both were exhausted after eating so much.
"How do you do that, Ms. Farooqui ? How can you eat so much and still be fit and fine ?" Asad asked with his eyes closed, Zoya smiled, she too had her eyes closed.
"I told you, Mr. Khan... I'm Zoya Farooqui, there is nothing in this world that i can't do..." Zoya replied sleepily and he chuckled.
"My stomach is on fire..." Asad mumbled and Zoya caressed his six-packs where his stomach was.
"It's all your fault, Mr. Khan... You were the one taking up the challendge... You know that i do stupid things, was it necessary for you to agree with me ? You are the responsible one... So you have to scold me when i'm wrong..." Zoya said after yawning.
"But if i scold you, there are those tears that i hate on your face which roll down your cheeks...i alread made you cry so much, but still... you want me to continue..." Asad replied yawning too.
"It's different with you, you have rights to scold me... You have rights on me..." Zoya said drifting into her slumber, Asad smiled and kissed the top of her head and drifted into a peaceful slumber, after all, his sunday wasn't that bad...
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"Ya Allah !"
Asad and Zoya's eyes opened to the familiar voice, Dilshad's. Both got up without any awkwardness and smiled a little smile to each other.
"Asad ! Zoya ! What's all this ?!" Dilshad glared at them pointing the dinning table where pizza pieces were lying here and there, pizza boxes all over the table and 'achar gosht' in a plate with sauce spilled here and there.
"Voh...Phoophi, me and Mr. Khan were having lunch...", Zoya said innocently while Najma looked at her weirdly and Dilshad smacked her forehead.
"Ammi...voh..i...actually... Ms. Farooqui... Were eating..." Asad tried to give an explanation.
"Really, Asad ? I didn't noticed ! I thought you were playing holi in the garden !" Dilshad glared at him while Zoya burst into laughter and then smacked her hand on her mouth to stifle her laughter when she got glares from Asad and Dilshad.
"Phoophi, actually Mr. Khan ate too much of 'achar gosht' and now even at the mere glance of it makes him sick, so from now on Mr. Khan will eat only pizzas !" Zoya exclaimed brightly while Dilshad and Najma's jaw-dropped, because Asad having pizza meant that something was wrong ! Really very wrong !
"Uhm...ya...yes..what Ms. Farooqui said is true, but its same for her, she had enough of pizzas, so now she decided to taste 'achar gosht', and guess what, Ammi... She loved it, so when i will be having pizza she will be having 'achar gosht', isn't it Ms. Farooqui ?" Asad smirked at her while she glared at him.
"Uhm...yes, spicy food zindabad !" Zoya exclaimed annoyingly.
"Pizza zindabad..." Asad mumbled only too loud for Zoya to hear.
"Ya Allah ! What will i do of them ?!" Dilshad sat on a chair and took her head in her hands.
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PS: i warned u ! It was weird ! Now dont tell that i didnt warn ! 😆 please pray for me and my exams will try to give my best then i will come back with a bang since it would be my holidays ! 😃
I hope u guys liked it, please please please leave comments ! 😳
I know u guys didnt see me since a while, i'm held up by studies but this morning i really needed to write or else my brai would be burnt by now, and i also needed to relax and i dont know if it works for other writers but with me, writing relaxes me and i really need to relax for my coming exams 😳
So this one is specially to my best buddies here, Pinny (SH7_Sunny) and my Peary (zola007) i know i made u wait a long time (4 months !) before giving u this OS but better late than never, so here i am, and caution : its weird ! 😆
Enjoy 😉
Spicy food v/s Pizza !
OS : Spicy food v/s Pizza !
Comfortably sitting on his chair, waiting for his breakfast, reading the newspaper peacefuly, with a small smile on his face, Asad Ahmed Khan actually felt relaxed. After his busy schedule of the week, he indeed was relieved of finishing his project and it was a sunday, means holiday, means no-office, for the first time, he felt good at not having to go to the office. All he wanted today, was to relax reading one of his books from his finest collection.
"Miiisssttteeerrr Khhhaaannn !!!!"
Asad pinched the bridge of his nose. How could he forget, he had Ms. Zoya Farooqui staying at his place, how could that day be peaceful and calm ?! But, even he knew that, she wasn't a guest anymore, she was now a family member, he didn't even know, when and how did she made a place for herself in his home, in his family, but she did it, and it wasn't something he could deny. That would also mean that she wouldn't need to leave from here ever, she could stay here... forever, rightfuly, as...his wife ? He smiled unknowingly at this thought.
That's when he saw her, he saw Zoya, now standing in front of him, looking at him incredulously, she was wearing a blue top with blue denims and her hair left loose over her shoulders, looking as beautiful as always... He smiled at his thoughts and was now staring at her. He saw her frown disappear, her eyes soften, her pouty-lips curving into a small smile.
"Mr. Khan...", she called him sweetly.
"Hmm...", he replied putting his newspaper away without breaking the eye contact and staring at her beautiful face.
Zoya came closer to Asad.
"Mr. Khan...", she called him this time more loudly.
"Hmm...", but he was still staring at her, lost in her beautiful big brown orbs.
This time Zoya came very close to him, she put her hands on his broad shoulders which tensed under her touch but then slowly relaxed. Then, she bent down to be at his level since he was still seated on his chair, but he hadn't broke the eye contact yet, he was still staring at her, mesmerized by her touch, his repressed feelings reacting to her touch, sending currents through his body. Zoya was getting closer to him, her cheek brushing against his light stubbled-cheek, getting closer to his ear.
"Misssttteeerrr Khhhaaannn !!!!!", she shouted as loudly as she could in his ear, wanting to make him react.
Asad grabbed her by her waist and pulled her to him, making her lie in his lap and putting his hand on her mouth to shut her up. Slowly, she felt blush creeping up her cheeks, realising their close proximity and the position they were in.
Asad put his left arm around her shoulder, steadying her in his lap and one hand on her mouth. Zoya was slowly drowning into his beautiful eyes. He removed his hand from her mouth and put his index finger against his own lips, telling her to stop shouting without having to say it out loud.
"Why are you shouting my beautiful surname, Ms. Farooqui ?", Asad asked in his husky voice, slightly teasing her but she seemed to be lost in his voice, so he repeated.
"Huh ? Er..." Zoya was at loss of words, strangely, his touch was having an effect on her, his touch relaxed her, relieved her... At one moment, she felt as if he was doing it purposely. "I...i...yes i...you...we.. Uhm... Yes, Mr. Khan, why did you eat my pizza ?!" Zoya asked angrily, while he was amused by the change of her mood, a minute ago, she was looking as if she would take fire with her blush, and now she was ready to take fire, but...to burn him ! Not to forget, still lying in his lap.
"Ms. Farooqui, i didn't ate your pizza ! I don't eat such unhealthy food such as your dear pizza !" He replied calmly to her accusation, chuckling.
"Liar ! Liar ! Liar ! Haaawww Mr. Khan, since when did you start to lie ? That's forbidden in your famous books of Tameez and Tehzeeb !", she wasn't going to get into his words, "Admit it, Mr. Khan, you are the one who ate it !", Zoya continued, crossing her arms around her chest, pouting.
Asad wanted to smack his head against the wall, but he couldn't deny that she was looking cute... Asad Beta, stop reacting like a lovesick teenager !, he thought. "Why would i be the one eating that ? I'm sure you must have eaten it without even realising and now you are accusing me of eating your dear pizza ! Besides, why would i be the one eating it ? Why not Tamatar ?" Asad tried to be as convincing as possible, he wasn't making any eye contact, knowing that she would catch his lie. I shouldn't have thrown her pizza in the bin, last night, he thought inwardly.
"Mr. Khan, i know what i do, when i do and how i do, after all, i'm Zoya Farooqui ! And yes, i just caught you, you are lying ! Because, first of all, you are not making eye contact with me, secondly, Tamatar and Phoophi went to Ayesha Bi, yesterday in the afternoon, when i didn't even had ordered my pizza, thirdly even if they were here, they know that i love my cold, baasi and left-over pizza for breakfast ! At least now admit it Mr. Khan ! That you love pizza and couldn't resist at the delicious smell of mushrooms with cheese along with the elastic mozzarella, you know Mr. Khan, that's my wholetime fav..." Zoya kept rambling making Asad rub his forehead and when he had enough, he put his hand on her mouth.
"Ms. Farooqui, can you just try to breath between your talks ! Besides, if you really know what you do, when you do, how you do, why you do...so should i deduce that you love being in my arms, to be more precise, you love sitting on my lap ?" Asad said smirking while Zoya's eyes grew big as ping-pong balls and she sprang up and stood up as if he was on fire along with some blush on her cheeks, Asad grinned, but even he knew that he loved having her in his arms, but if he wouldn't have said that, he would have done something weird, like kissing her. "And for the last time Ms. Farooqui, i didn't ate your pizza ! And i'm not lying, because throwing in the bin is not eati.." Asad smacked his forehead inwardly for confessing unknowingly the fact that he was behind the "conspiracy" of the wanted Pizza.
Zoya looked at him as if he killed an animal while driving, "Mr. Khan ! How could you throw my pizza away ?! What did my pizza do to you ?!" She seemed at the edge of crying, Asad rolled his eyes.
"Ms. Farooqui, it was just a pizza ! Besides, you eat that all day long ! Along with unhealthy, oily crisps and Allah knows what else ! Not to forget about your weight, i noticed that you are getting heavier, and now, if you would get into trouble, how would i carry you ?" Asad replied as if it was the most logic thing in the world, and her eyes kept growing bigger and shooting daggers at him.
"Mr. Khan !! You can't say to a girl that she's fat or getting heavier ! And to me ?! Absolutely not ! If i ask you someday that "Am i fat ?", your reply MUST be "Of course not, Zoya !", and even if i get into trouble which i don't get...ok maybe sometimes, if you have problems on carrying me, it means that your six-packs are only good to drool over !" Asad looked at her amused, she was really a specimen ! He laughed inwardly at her talks but then smirked, he scooped her into his arms.
"Don't ever doubt about my capabilities in fighting, understood? Let me refresh your memory : your first night here, when you slept in my room, my reflex of throwing you on the floor, the day you left to the railway station and there were goons bothering you, Akram fiasco, Mangalpur... and many others ! Besides, i'm carrying you since a moment in my arms right now, but you still didn't realised that your arms are around my neck..." Asad had shivers whenever he thought about those incidents, Zoya indeed realised just now that he was carrying her in his arms, blush crept up her cheeks and he gradually put her down.
"Uhm...ya.. Don't try to change the topic, Mr. Khan ! You threw my piza away !" Zoya said adamant, she turned away and crossed her arms on her chest.
"Yes, i threw it ! Because it's very unhealthy !" Asad replied sternly this time, Zoya faced him again and looked at him incredulously.
"Huh ?! Please, Mr. Khan ! The person who can't live without spicy food is telling me that eating Pizza is unhealthy ?! Stop eating your spicy food then i will stop eating pizza ! Yes, Mr. Khan, Tamatar told me once that you love spicy food, so much that you had to go to the hospital at times because of indigestion ! It means that your case worst than mine, so you can't keep telling me to eat healthy !" Zoya replied victoriously while Asad looked as if he was a thief who has been caught.
"No, Ms. Farooqui, my case is different, i...you know, its just that...actually i..." Asad tried to justify himself.
"Of course, of course... Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan always have a good reason to do things, isn't it ? Allah Miyan, what's wrong with you Mr. Khan ?! You are allowed to do things that you forbid to others ?! How is that fair ?! Idea ! Let's do a challendge, let's see who can eat the most of our favourite things ? It's simple, i will eat as much as pizza as possible and you will eat your favourite spicy 'achar gosht', and the one who gives up first will have to eat the other's favourite for a month !" Zoya started bitterly but then a glint of mischieve came into her eyes when she thought about the challendge.
"Incredibly foolish, Ms. Farooqui, what type of challendge is this ? I dont have time for such childish games of yours." Asad was about to leave.
"Scared, Mr. Khan ? I understand, how can you not be, after all i'm not just a person, i'm Zoya Farooqui, there is nothing in this world that i can't do ! So, obviously you wouldn't be able to win against me !" Asad rolled his eyes but finally gave in.
"Ok, now let's have breakfast or else Phoophi will say that i didn't make her son eat !" Asad looked at her and pressed his temple but then sat down again ready to have his breakfast, both decided to do the competition for lunch.
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It was now lunchtime, but nothing was cooked yet, both too willing to win the challendge so kept themselves more hungry, to be able to eat more.
Finally, Zoya ordered 30 pizzas, much to Asad's bewilderment, her answer was that he shouldn't worry, since she won't be eating all this alone because when he will lose, he will have to eat all this and more for a whole month !
His reply was that she shouldn't take herself as the winner yet, and he would teach her how to make 'achar gosht' for herself and for himself too, and that she should be ready to eat that for a whole month !
Asad cooked with the help of Zoya to make 'achar gosht' since his OCD wasn't letting him order from a hotel/restaurant.
It was now 2pm and both were ready to eat their food. Asad's heart was doing a summersault, he started to feel sick only looking at all this food, being spicy or pizza both were making his stomach churned.
"Think about it, Mr. Khan, ready to lose ?" Zoya smirked at him.
"Ms. Farooqui, i don't lose !" He replied smirking back at her.
"Ok, 3, 2, 1... Eat !" Both started to eat, both were savouring their own dishes. Zoya had now devoured the first pizza, she took the second, while Asad was filling his plate for the second time.
Soon, both had enough but continued to eat, their ego at stake. Soon Zoya was to her third, then fourth, to be honest, she had enough of her pizza, she was at the point to give up, while Asad was also at his fourth plate, he finished his fourth and was filling his plate for the fifth time that day, while filling his plate, Asad felt the food coming up to his mouth, he left the plate and dashed towards the bathroom with Zoya on his heels worried about his health and cursing herself for this stupid challendge.
"Mr. Khan ! Mr. Khan ! Are you ok, Mr. Khan ?!", Zoya was tapping the bathroom's door loudly, when she got no answers, she opened the door which wasn't locked in hurry by Asad ans dashed inside. She found Asad sitting on the floor with his back against the wall, his head thrown back with his eyes closed and some drool over his chin, he surely must have puked.
Asad felt exhausted, while Zoya dashed towards him, shaking his shoulder, he looked as if he was uncounscious. Zoya was damned worried about him, knowing that he had in his past, digestion due to spices but today it was worst since he forced himself to eat more.
"Mr. Khan ! Mr. Khan ! Open your eyes, Mr. Khan ! Mr. Khan, it's not funny ! Mr. Khan, are you ok ?! Mr. Khan ! Ok, i lose you won ! I'm stupid, Mr. Khan, and you know it ! So why the hell did you agree ?!" Zoya shook him continuously, then tapped his cheeks, he was feeling high, he ate too much, Zoya was scolding him and was also at the edge of tears, Asad opened his eyes when she said that she was stupid, and nodded his head agreeing with her not trying to hide his small smile.
"Haaawww Mr. Khan ! You are such a drama queen ! Are you ok ? Sorry, Mr. Khan... Wait, i will just the doctor !", Zoya still held his head in her hands and was about to stand up but he held her hands which were holding his head.
"Ms. Farooqui, no need of doctors, it happens when i eat too much spices, look in the cabinet under the sink, there is the first aid box in which there are the medicines that i take..." Asad replied in a voice barely over a whisper, Zoya took out the medicines and dashed out to take a glass of water, she came back in a second along with the glass. Asad gulped it down and felt much better.
After five minutes, he got up with Zoya's help, she was holding him by his waist to steady him while she held his arm around her shoulder to give him support, gradually, both went in the hall, they felt like puking again just by watching the dinning table, they went towards the sofas and Asad fell on it in horizontal, taking Zoya with him uncounsciously. Asad lay on the sofa with a leg hanging down the sofa and his head on the cushion while Zoya was now lying on his chest, her head on his heart, Asad's arm still around her shoulder, both were exhausted after eating so much.
"How do you do that, Ms. Farooqui ? How can you eat so much and still be fit and fine ?" Asad asked with his eyes closed, Zoya smiled, she too had her eyes closed.
"I told you, Mr. Khan... I'm Zoya Farooqui, there is nothing in this world that i can't do..." Zoya replied sleepily and he chuckled.
"My stomach is on fire..." Asad mumbled and Zoya caressed his six-packs where his stomach was.
"It's all your fault, Mr. Khan... You were the one taking up the challendge... You know that i do stupid things, was it necessary for you to agree with me ? You are the responsible one... So you have to scold me when i'm wrong..." Zoya said after yawning.
"But if i scold you, there are those tears that i hate on your face which roll down your cheeks...i alread made you cry so much, but still... you want me to continue..." Asad replied yawning too.
"It's different with you, you have rights to scold me... You have rights on me..." Zoya said drifting into her slumber, Asad smiled and kissed the top of her head and drifted into a peaceful slumber, after all, his sunday wasn't that bad...
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"Ya Allah !"
Asad and Zoya's eyes opened to the familiar voice, Dilshad's. Both got up without any awkwardness and smiled a little smile to each other.
"Asad ! Zoya ! What's all this ?!" Dilshad glared at them pointing the dinning table where pizza pieces were lying here and there, pizza boxes all over the table and 'achar gosht' in a plate with sauce spilled here and there.
"Voh...Phoophi, me and Mr. Khan were having lunch...", Zoya said innocently while Najma looked at her weirdly and Dilshad smacked her forehead.
"Ammi...voh..i...actually... Ms. Farooqui... Were eating..." Asad tried to give an explanation.
"Really, Asad ? I didn't noticed ! I thought you were playing holi in the garden !" Dilshad glared at him while Zoya burst into laughter and then smacked her hand on her mouth to stifle her laughter when she got glares from Asad and Dilshad.
"Phoophi, actually Mr. Khan ate too much of 'achar gosht' and now even at the mere glance of it makes him sick, so from now on Mr. Khan will eat only pizzas !" Zoya exclaimed brightly while Dilshad and Najma's jaw-dropped, because Asad having pizza meant that something was wrong ! Really very wrong !
"Uhm...ya...yes..what Ms. Farooqui said is true, but its same for her, she had enough of pizzas, so now she decided to taste 'achar gosht', and guess what, Ammi... She loved it, so when i will be having pizza she will be having 'achar gosht', isn't it Ms. Farooqui ?" Asad smirked at her while she glared at him.
"Uhm...yes, spicy food zindabad !" Zoya exclaimed annoyingly.
"Pizza zindabad..." Asad mumbled only too loud for Zoya to hear.
"Ya Allah ! What will i do of them ?!" Dilshad sat on a chair and took her head in her hands.
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PS: i warned u ! It was weird ! Now dont tell that i didnt warn ! 😆 please pray for me and my exams will try to give my best then i will come back with a bang since it would be my holidays ! 😃
I hope u guys liked it, please please please leave comments ! 😳
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