Chapter 8
She touches a finger to trace the perfect feature he has, as her finger tips meets his skin the little blush that appears on her face is remarkable to see. She leans a bit more on the sleeping form of asad and with a naughty smile, holding the tip of her hair which are dripping water due to shower she had just taken; she traces the end of her hair to his temple; making asad groan softly twitching his face with a smile while shooing zoya's hair with one hand and with other hand he rubs the place here she tickled him.Zoya felt butterflies in her stomach on admiring her husband so closely which she dont remember she had ever seen him with this close proximity; where his breathing are almost fanning her cheeks as she is tickling him some more. Zoya giggles on every funny expression that crosses on his face;his nose twitches every now and then as if any moment he is going to sneeze and just when she thought he will sneeze , he sneezed softly sucking his cheeks in a little, inside his mouth.
Still sleeping, asad tossed and turned his face ,unaware that zoya is sitting just next to him ,infact hovering over him with a blush and statisfaction that she is getting from teasing her husband early morning. She parted away for a while taking in the soft expression he holds while sleeping, she felt so good to be this close with her husband as if this warmth and moment she is experiencing for the first time.
She giggled again, playing with her hair back on his face, she pushed the dampness of hair towards his nose brushing it under his nose and above his lips causing him tickles ; his face twitched up more and like an acute shock; asad immediately angled himself in sitting position, holding her hair from the back of her head and bringing it close to his face in anger and shock.
"Achu!" He sneezed as the tingling sensation is still there in his nose because of her stupid way to wake him up.
"what kind of way it is to wake up someone?" He sneezes once more bringing his other hand and rubbing index finger along the line of funny sensation she caused him.
He looked at her softly now with his fully widened eyes, the angst crossing his brow relaxes on seeing zoya's shut eye. An amusement washed over his face finding her scared and vulnerable with closed eye and her hands are hiding her face behind them, her digits are covering her feature in such a way tlid between the finger web.
Finding her in such a vulnerable condition surprised him and at the same time his heart beats accelerates on its own causing his eyes refuse to blink even once ,admiring the tiny water droplet that are falling from her wet hair on her blouse,wetting her cloth thoroughly in the process.
He wanted to watch her for somemore time but his mind asked him to stop this eye game as he for unknown reason didn't like her to see so afraid of him. With a chuckle, he nidded his head in no bringing a hand close to her face with a smile.
"Wifey" He said raising a hand to peel of her hands off her face.
"Open your eyes!" He requested narrowing his eye in a request.
Zoya quietly followed his order and started mentally preparing herself to face him after her stupid game. She knew she had made him angry and so with a glassy eye she started to slowly look at him.
"I am sorry!" She said before he could open his mouth to say anything which she thought he might scold her for pulling such an act.
Again an amusement crossed on his face and his lips broke in to a laughter; "you are too sweet , have any one ever told you this?" He pinched her cheeks trapping between ijdex and middle digit,softly.
Zoya looked at him softly with a smile and with an uncontrollable blush that had crept on her cheeks with his complement and his affection on her skin; "i don't remember!" She quietly nods her head in no as her memory had betrayed her. A thin line of hurt crossed in his eye, as the reality of her being a victim crossed in his mind, he brushed his fingers on her cheek with the same fingers that he had used to pinch her before; " i am sure ,many must have told you. Because you really are sweety muffin" he says intensely dropping his hands off her cheeks.
"Comeon, we have to get ready now! Got to go somewhere" he simply states looking at zoya with his soft features.
"Ok!" She simply replied leaving the way off his bed to give him space to roll and stand on floor.
"Since you are already have showered, you can wait outside. I will be there in five minutes and then we can go at Barista for breakfast" he says in excitement , chewing his cheeks after every words giving a soft American accent.
Asad turns to his closet and tries to find a good pair of casual to start his day, just then his eyes falls on zoya who is still sitting there , tensed.
Asad closes his closet to turn back and face her; " is something you want to say me wifey?" He asks with a encouraging smilr for her to speak.
Zoya looks at him slowly as she bits her lips and fidgest with her fingers in nervousness , " can , can we have- can we have out breakfast here at home? I have cooked today" she withdraws her eyes off him and stares at her feel bringing her knees close to eachother and relaxing her elbows on her lap.
"Bas itni se baat?" Asad smiles at her walking at the place where she is sitting, he kneels down on his boxer as he places both hands on the either sides of her " if you have cooked, i will surely eat it. Dont worry, you wait outside and set up the table i coming in five minutes." He says with a radiant smile; "Ok?" He asks raising his brow up.
Zoya slowly nods her head in yes and a beautiful smile instantly creeps on her lips, glowing her face evem more; " that's like my girl" he says happily bringing his hand in a fist and hitting her on her cheeks playfully in slow motion.
Zoya twitches her nose a little and sucking her inner cheek she gets up to leave the room with a content happiness.
Asad too nods his head , ruffling with his hair as he turns behind and starts again to check on the casuals to wear.
"Oh wow muffin! This food smell so good!" He says walking in living area,towards the small patch of wood which he calls as dining table.
Zoya smiles shyly with a nod as soon as she spots him sitting on chair.
"Get the food muffin, my pets are starving today" he says circling his stomach with one hand.
Zoya walks to him with two plates of spaghettis and two glasses with a cold fridge bottle. She places one plate and glass in front of asad while she picks up one set for herself.
Asad smiles nicely smelling the spicy aroma of the food in air; "i am sure it's good to taste just like its good to smell.
"Mmm!" He picks up one bite from spoon rooling the spaghetti across the fork; " its so delicious wifey! Heads of to you! You really know cooking! I am impress" he says in between each hungry bites he is taking from his plate with fork.
He is so engrossed in content with munching on spaghetti that he fails to notice that zoya had long back stopped eating and noe she is just concentrating her eyes on asad and his amazing expression, a sweet smile in intact on her lips and her cheeks are turning red with each complement he is throwing at her.
"Thankyou!" He finally said eating the last bite from the plate; " you truly have a great chef hidden behind the sexy treasure of yours" he blurted out without realisation and soon zoya's eyes went low in blushing so hard that now her cheeks might have started hurting.
"Wifey?" Zoya heard him say, she looked at him with a smile beforr shaking her head in yes.
"I have something important to say" he starts with a serious tone as if he is gonna talk to some kid, " i am done with breakfast and you too finish it soon" he points at the plate which have spaghetti intact like before, she had hardly eaten and he noticed it' just the thought of it made zoya light on her feet.
"Are you listening" asad asked her clicking hia finger in air;"yes!" She says softly looking at him with a nod; "ok! So i am saying that you finish with your food and go back to your room and get your bags packed, it will be obviously packed as stell had brought it only yesterday; so just get all things down properly fit in bag. I am in my room call me when you are done.ok?" He asks and zoya nods in agreement hesitating to ask any queries she have running now in her mind.
Asad gets up and leave for his room , watching him leave zoya Stays theee in silence, playing with the fork but soon she realizes that she dont feel like eating anymore after he left. So she silently gets up and picks up both of theirs plates. She walks to the kitchen and opens the dustbin with her feet dumping her plates spaghetti t
, she puts the dishes in wash basin and opens the tap to clean the platea with soap and scrubber. She finishes cleaning the plates and glass and the vessel inw hich she had cooked food, she keeps the washed utensils in the rack to dry up while ahe washes her hand and gets in her room quietly.
Her mind constantly roam around all negative thoughts that appears and ahe feels her heart diluting with each false reason for him to ask her to pack her bags.
"What have i done wrong now?" She scolded herself under her breathe Making her way to her room.
"Asad i am done?" She says softly standing at the edge of door to asad's room.
"Are you being punished?" Asad scoffs looking at her; " come in zoya!" He answers the unsaid permission she is waiting to seek to come in.
Zoya nods and enters the room.
"are we going somewhere asad?" She asked after a lot more seconds of silence.
"Yes we are!" He said flatly , zipping the bag after stuffing his clothes in it lazily.
"Vacation?" She asked biting her lips as her eyes.
Asad turned around to see her with a laugh; " what? no!" He says making fumny eye movement.
"I am going to india! And you are gonna stay at your relative!" He adds walking at her with bag, as soon as he is about to reach , door bell rings and both of them eyed the door to entrance walkimg out of asad's room.
" here she comes?" He said rolling his eyes and giving a taste on hia tongue las if he had just eaten raw bitter melon on his way to door.
Asad opens the door and looks at dilshad with funny plastic smile; " hi phu-phi!" He make a gibberish sound on phuphi purposely making dilshad curse him with frown look.
"Zoya, you arr going to stay with your 'phuphi' till i come back." He again used ginger clip to show sarcasm in air.
Dilshad gave him one last dirty look before pushing him aside to enter house.she goea to zoya giving her a sidr hug, she leans down towards couch picking up hwr bag, she again take zoya's hand in her amd take her to the door.
"We will have fun togethwr zoya my child" dilshad says excitingly and asad mentally scoffs passing stupid comments through his eyes.
"Asshole" dilshad mutters as she walk pass him.
Asad wave his hand to both and is about to turn when he felt a tuck on his wrist, he looks down to see his hand and finds zoya is holding them with one hand while dilshad has a grip on other
Asad looks up to zoya and finds her eyea glassy, she is almost on the verge of crying and he can feel it coming.
Dilshad looks at both a little surprise while asad raises an eyebrow to ask what?
Zoya shuts her eyes tight letting the glass break in the form of tears, her hold on his wrist tightenes as she open her mouth to say; "please take me with you asad. I want to be with you!"
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