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A Walk Back Home

PART 4

Asad's POV

I walked back up to Faraz, taking Zoya along with me. Considering her undaunted nature, letting her stay there alone and dissect every other detail of the road was not a wise thought, according to me.

It was not the long straight road or the flickering street lights; it was the feeling that I always had which used to bother me. The feeling of an aimless life, its monotonicity, and the worst: the endlessness of both are the facts that had always haunted me. It was a fear that I could never conquer, and hence, ignorance was what I chose. I started avoiding Highways and even if I had to, I never took anyone along with me, because strangely, the presence of my loved family had only heightened my fears.

"Sir, this is going to take more time. I would suggest you both to get back home. I will look after your car and drop it to your house.", Faraz suggested.

Faraz was my trusted mechanic since years, so it did not take me another minute to hand over the keys to him. Going back home as soon as possible is what that I wanted at the moment!

"That will be great Faraz.. Oh.. Wait...", I said while I was giving him the keys but pulled back my hand. I suddenly remembered that Zoya's handbag was still inside the car.

"Here. Take it...And fix this damn car by tonight Faraz and make sure that it doesn't break down again in the next few days at least..", I said as annoyance towards the vehicle was showing up on my face while I finally handed him the keys this time after taking out Zoya's purse from the car. The importance of the next few days was bugging me.

"Let's go...", I ordered her as I started walking ahead and prayed hard to get a cab soon. Damn! It was 9 PM already!

Zoya's POV

The most difficult part of walking along with Asad Ahmed Khan was, you never needed to walk. His walking pace was equivalent to my running, and that is what I was doing this time too, until I felt the need to stop.

"Asad... Asad...Can we please slow down a bit.. ??", I shouted out in between my huffs as Asad was already 5 meters ahead of me. Even in the dark, I could sense how his fingers had made their way up to his temples. It was his regular gesture of showing annoyance.

"No.. We can't.. And do you even realize that we are stranded in the middle of the road...We aren't getting any transport... Our daughter is waiting for us at home... And you are asking me to slow down?", he ridiculed my proposition.

"It's not my car that has left us stranded here... and look, I am just asking you to walk slowly, that's it.. You know how difficult it is to match up with your pace.. That's the reason why I always avoided jogging with you...", I complained.

"You were never a morning person Zoya.. so don't blame my speed for not being able to jog with me! Moreover, with the speed of a tortoise, it's better to not torment your limbs!" He blamed me back and mocked me in his sarcastic tone.

Before I could say anything else, a flash of lightening did the necessary to seal my mouth.

"That's it.. No more arguments.. Getting wet in the rains is the last thing that I would want now..", his voice was commanding and his gestures indicated that there was no point in arguing. Without uttering a single more word, I started marching ahead with him, rather behind him.

Asad's POV

"Let's race!!"

I thought my ears had perceived the word 'race' from somewhere behind my back, so I turned around to accept the harsh reality that my wife Zoya was once again adamant in proving me wrong. Calling her a tortoise had definitely hurt her ego, and her rebellious nature of never conceding to anything that I said, was going to make me pay hard for it. My brain concluded the obvious.

"What??", I asked her disbelievingly.

"I said what you have exactly heard.. Let's race...", she repeated her words.

"It's not any kind of a joke Zoya. Just shut up, and keep walking!!!!", I said but realized that it was already too late as she was now trying to tie up the ends of her dupatta to one side.

For a moment, I did not want to ponder on the fact of our breaking marriage or the events of the day; I just wanted to stare at the woman in front of me who was struggling hard with tying a proper knot while clutching her purse tight in her hand. My feet took involuntary steps towards her until I stood before her. I removed her hands and took the loose ends in mine and tied a proper knot, taking more time than required.

Her scent and her increasing heartbeats in my close proximity had never gone unnoticed my me even after 7 years of a roller coaster married life. Her hands were still in contact with mine and I made no effort to move back until she did.

"Le...Let's... sta...start from here...", she stammered as she set a mark from where we would begin. It would be a lie if I say that I did not take in breaths of pride after seeing this much effect of me on her.

"Give that thing to me..", I said and pointed at her purse.

"What?", she asked me confusedly.

I snatched it out from her hands and said, "How are you supposed to run with that? I'll take it.. Don't worry.." The shock on her face was worth million dollars. I knew that she hadn't expected this from me at all.

"You sure about it??", she tried to reassure what I suggested.

"100%.. Let me take this.", I repeated my words more clearly this time.

"Fine...", she answered, her face still showed signs of befuddlement.

"So, we are going to start from here and whoever reaches up to that next post first, wins." She set the mark for the end of the race and took her position while keeping her heels aside.

"On your mark.. Get set... GO!!", she uttered her commands as if this was really some race track and she was some racer.

It seemed like she had taken all this way too seriously as she whizzed through in the speed that I had never seen her running before and halted only when she reached the end post and jumped in joy declaring herself as the winner. I stood there rooted on my spot, without moving even an inch and taking in the beauty that rejoiced her win with nothing but cheerful laughter, the one that I had been missing so much that I wished the time to stop there forever.

Zoya's POV

"Yippey.. I won.., Yes...Yes... I won...!!!!", I shouted as I did my victory dance but it was not much later when my exhilarated soul discerned that I was the lone participant in the race. I looked at Asad who was now walking towards me with my purse in one hand and my heels in the other.

"This was cheating!!! Why didn't you run??", I enquired of him as my eyes shot daggers at him.. There was a sly smile on his face when he bent down a little to drop my heels in front of me, motioning with his eyes that asked me to wear it.

"I don't remember agreeing to race with you..", he replied mischievously and my mouth formed the shape of an 'O'. Saying that I had expected this would underestimate my horrifically surprised state.

"That was so mean of you Asad... I don't believe that you did this!!", my anger was resurfacing the unexpected shock. I snatched away the purse from his hands and threw it at him mercilessly, which he caught effortlessly. My hands landed as blows on his rock hard chest but that resulted in nothing but hurting my own hands instead.

"Ouchh.. You are made up of stone Asad!!", I complained as I whined in pain. He caught me by my wrists and I tried to get them out of his hold. The more I tried, the more his clasp tightened and he snaked his one arm around my waist to hold me steady.

" Ssshhh... Let me see..", he said in his softest tone while his hands brushed mine in a gesture to soothe the pain.

"I am fine..", I replied in a low voice as his breath fanned my face due to our closeness.

It was true that I had learned to suppress my yearning for him, but it would be a lie if I say that I was successful always.

"It's okay... I am fine now..Let me go.." I finally got my hands out of his, but our bodies did not part an inch.

"You are still the same.." I said amazedly.

"Huh..??"

"You.. you are the same.. Made up of stone..and like always, it's me who was hurt", I said with a half smile while he laughed openly at my words.

"Can't help it.. You had yourself chosen this stone man as your husband!!", he said in between his giggles, and the very next moment, realization dawned upon us. We parted from each other as if lightening had struck us, resulting our faces to turn red in embarrassment.. But the reality that this awareness had brought along was way more powerful than the embarrassment.

The same man that I am going to divorce in a few days..!! I thought and gave a crooked smile, that never reached my eyes.

Flashback Starts

"I missed you sooo much...", I said as I hugged him from behind. Only 'miss' was not the word. I had been going through a feeling of emptiness in his absence, and now that he was back from his business trip after 4 months, I felt like I had got back my world that had gone missing with him.

"I missed you too..", he said as he turned around and took me in a hug. I trailed my fingers along the length of his face and placed a light kiss on his lips that I anticipated him to turn into a passionate one. But at the next moment, I felt the loss of warmth from my lips as he retreated back from the kiss.

"Hey.. What happened? Are you okay?? Is something wrong in your business?", I asked him worriedly when he removed his arms from my waist.

"No.. nothing's wrong.. and business is going really great..You know, the new office that we are starting in..."

"Then what's wrong?", I cut off his words midway, as I was in no mood to talk business then.

"I think I have asked you something??", I repeated as I tried hard to maintain the calm. "Are you not interested in me anymore? Is there someone else...?", I voiced my terror.

"No...absolutely Not.. There can be no one other than you in my life.. Always remember that...", he said while cupping my cheeks in his palms.

"Then what is it?", I asked him again impatiently.

"It's Meher.. She is four years old now... And you know...we should be careful now.. She is growing up and..."

"Come on Asad! You were worrying about that?? Have you forgotten that she is your daughter, hence your carbon copy too? She knows very well that she is supposed to knock at any door before entering. I have taught that to her myself..", I replied to his worry which wasn't invalid to me, yet, unimportant at that instant. I chuckled and reassured him again before drooping into another kiss. The feeling of that tender love and passion was something that I had been longing for, and I was sure that he was too as this time he had reciprocated the kiss with an equal fervour.

"I have some phone calls to make... They are the foreign clients...It's really important..." He said after our small intimate moment and removed the strands of my disheveled hair from my face.

"You go and sleep.. Okay... This will take time.." He pecked my forehead and took his phone and laptop along as he darted out of the room towards his study, leaving me lonely, undesirable and dejected.

I knew what was to come the next morning. I looked at his unpacked travel bag once again, and knew that it would be packed very soon within the next few days.

Flashback Ends

A/N: Once again, really sorry for the delay...

Most of you had a doubt about the road thing... But I hope it's much clear this time.. If not, you can surely ask me.. But yeah, it's going to be clearer in the future updates as well.. 😳

And, there was nothing mysterious in true sense about that road...😆

This time I am highly disappointed with the number of likes...

Yet I have updated because of my loyal readers who were waiting for the next chapter so eagerly...😳

But yeah, the next update comes only after 120+ likes...😛

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