Hey everyone!
Thank you for your beautiful feedback for the last chapter!
I had said that
AsYa will only be in this particular chapter but I have made some changes.
This is a pure
ZaYa chapter. AsYa come later.
Just a feel
good types. Nothing major in this.
And ZaYa's dresses:
Aaliya
Zain
Now read.
OPEN YOUR EYES, REMEMBER ME
CHAPTER 14
6th April, 2014
ZAIN
I looked at my watch.
"Yeh ladkiyaan taiyyar hone mein inta time
kyu lagati hain? Shayad inhe lagta hai ki zyada waqt lekar zyada khoobsoorat ho
jayengi." I laughed at my lame joke.
Aaliya had said she'll be here at 8:00 PM.
It's 7:59 PM and I was dead sure she will not make it in time. I could tease her
then, yes!
I wiped my forehead with my handkerchief.
It was unnaturally hot in here and I was sweating
badly. Maybe it's my hotness which is elevating the temperature of this area.
Or maybe I was not used to wearing such stuffy
clothes and ties.
But I don't hate ties.
Ties evoke beautiful memories...
***
5 months ago
6th December,2013
Barkat Villa
Mumbai
"Malika-E-Zain...utho na..." Zain whispered in
Aaliya's ear, nuzzling her neck.
"Zain...mujhe sone do. Waise bhi mein tumse
baat nahin kar rahin hoon." Aaliya murmured in her sleep.
"Sorry meri Jaan. Itni chhoti si baat ke liye itna naraaz kyu ho? Mere office
jaane ka time ho gaya hai...please utho."
"Toh jaao na office. Mujhse kya chahiye
tumhe?" Aaliya said turning her back towards him.
"Aaliya. Kyu
kar rahi ho aisa tum? Tum jaanti ho na mujhe tie baandhni nahin aati. Please."
Zain begged.
"Nahin knot karungi tumhari tie!" Aaliya shot
back.
"Please Shona!"
"Shut up! Kal mein bhi tumhe aise hi beg kar
rahi thi! Tumne kyu nahin khane di mujhe ice-cream?!" Aaliya yelled at him.
And then she sneezed.
"Isliye." Zain smiled. "Itni buri sardi hai
tumhe aur uske upar se ice-cream. Tsk tsk. Bilkul
nahin!" Zain said.
"Okay. Apni biwi ko naraaz karo aur uske upar
se usse kaam karwao? Tsk tsk. Bilkul
nahin!" Aaliya said.
"Theek hai mat bandho tie. Agar tumne tie
nahin bandhi, toh mein office nahin jaa paunga. Agar mein office nahin jaa
paya, toh mein irresponsible kehlaunga. Agar mein irresponsible kehlaunga, toh
tumhare maamu ko bahot dukh hoga. Aur jab unhe pata chala ki mein tumhari wajah
se irresponsible bana hoon, toh unhe aur bhi bura lagega. Aur phir tum ek acchi
Mamu Ki Bhaanji nahin ban paogi! Rest I leave it to you." Zain finished.
Zain looked at Aaliya, she looked like in
deep thought. Finally she sighed.
"Theek hai. Lekin sirf maamu ke liye!" Aaliya
said. "Ab idhar aao!" Aaliya motioned Zain to come closer.
Zain slowly leaned in.
"Zain! Jaldi!"Aaliya said, frustrated.
Zain took his own sweet time.
"Zain!" Aaliya caught the two ends of his tie
dangling from his neck and pulled him. "Faaltu ka drama." Aaliya muttered,
rolling her eyes.
Aaliya held the two ends and started working
on them. Zain blew on her face.
"Zain let me concentrate!" Aaliya shot him a
glare.
"Subah subah meri darling ka mood itna
kharaab hai. Kaho toh kuch interesting karu?" Zain smirked.
Aaliya rolled her eyes again. "Don't talk to
me."
Suddenly she felt fingertips, soft feather
light touches, starting from her ankle and continuing higher up.
"Zain..." Aaliya said. "Stop!"
Zain continued his ministrations, his fingers
pulling her nightie higher up as they made their way Northwards.
"Zain..." Aaliya breathed. Zain leaned into her
face, placing soft kissing just below her earlobe. "Don't...don't touch me. Mein
tumse baat nahin kar...Ahh...!"
All her protests died down as he started
sucking the soft skin on the base of her throat.
His fingers caressed the inside of her thighs
and the tie slipped from Aaliya fingers, he was creating havoc all over her
body, driving her mad. Zain held her delicate hands and pinned them above her
head as he took her lower lip within his. He bit it softly earning a moan from
Aaliya. Aaliya inhaled in his deep manly scent which she had come to love off
late. She writhed painfully under him as his fingers reached her stomach,
moving in slow painful circles. She tried to free her hands from his grasp. She
wanted to touch him, every part of him. She--
"ACCHOOO!!"
Aaliya jerked as she sneezed.
Zain sat up horrified. "Mamu Ki Bhaanji!
Tumne toh mujhe dara hi diya tha! Itni zor se bhi koi chheenkta hai kya?" Zain
said, breathing heavily due to his recent make out session.
"Zain! Tum...tum itni der se kya kar rahe the?
Kaha tha na mujhe mat chhuo! Idiot. Hato yahan se. Ab to mein tumhari tie bhi
nahin bandhungi!" Aaliya yelled at him.
Zain smirked.
"Hans kyu rahe ho tum? Aur...aur tie kahan gayi
tumhari?" Aaliya asked looking at his collar.
"Mamu Ki Bhaanji tumne abhi tak apne haath
sar ke upar kyu rakhe hain? Neeche karo na." Zain said, his eyes gleaming with
mischief.
Aaliya wondered why she hadn't put her hands
back down earlier. She pulled her hands but...they were stuck. Aaliya tried to
pull them again. She fumed. The nerve of
this guy, she thought.
"ZAIN BESHARAM ABDULLAH TUMNE MERE HAATH BEDPOST
PAR BAANDH DIYE??!! HOW DARE YOU??!!" Aaliya screamed, her face red with anger.
Now that's where the tie went, Aaliya
thought.
Zain laughed. "You are so cute when angry."
He kissed the top of her nose.
"Now let's do something much more enjoyable."
Zain winked as he unbuttoned his shirt while Aaliya's face reddened. "Iss baar
tum chaah kar bhi mujhe na nahin kar sakti."
"Aur tumhaara office?" Aalya whispered.
Zain leaned into her ear. "Aaj..." He kissed
her check. "Sunday hai..."
This freaking idiot, Aaliya thought. She
turned her face and bit his earlobe, hard.
"OWWW!! Mamu Ki Bhanji! Marwaogi kya?!"
Flashblack ends
***
My colourful train of thought was broken when
I felt someone tugging at my collar. Ugh, Someone was choking me!
I jerked into my senses.
Big green orbs greeted me. The eyelashes so
big that they were tangled within themselves. The eyes were lined with thick
coal black kohl, enlarging the size of the eyes. It looked almost surreal. It
looked like--
"BHOOOTTT!!! MOOOMMM! BHOOOT!!" I screamed,
shutting my eyes.
Someone's hands looped around my neck and I
realized I was being hugged.
"K-Kahaan Bhoot? Kaunsa Bhoot Zain? Mujhe
bahot darr lag raha hai Zain!" She yelled, her voice trembling.
Uh-oh. It was Aaliya. She's going to kill me.
I called her a bhoot. But what's my
mistake? She shouldn't stand so close to me and try to suffocate me to death,
especially with her eyes so big and especially when I'm in my dreamy mode,
oblivious to the world around. No wonder I mistook her for a bhoot. She doesn't
need to put all the black stuff. She's naurally beautiful. But these girls,
they live in a world of their own, full of black and red and glitter and shiny
substances.
"Z-Zain? Kahan hai bhoot?" Aaliya shook me
out of my thoughts, tightening her hug.
"Uh...woh...Kuch nahin bas woh mujhe laga wahan
ped ke peeche koi tha. It's okay. It was just an illusion." I said as I hugged
her back.
"Oh...okay. Are you sure?"
"Cent percent."
She broke away and fixing her hair, her eyes
downcast.
I looked at her.
My breath,
it hitched
in my
throat.
My eyes,
they were
stuck,
glued.
And my heart,
my heart
stopped
beating.
And I was staring.
Her soft brown curls were flying wildly,
caressed by the wind. Her big green eyes held an unusal sparkle and they gazed
at me, bewildered, so many emotions fleeting across them. Sometimes I think she
could see through me, through all the boundaries, layers and lies and gaze
directly into my charred soul. Her lips were painted blood red and I wanted to
touch them, to feel tremble under my touch. Her peach dress fit snugly to her
body and the net revealed her creamy white skin within. I forced myself to look
away.
"Kya hua?" she asked. "Tum itne ajeeb looks
kyu de rahe ho?"
"Mein...kya? Nahin woh...haan! Tum mujhe maarne
ki koshish kar rahi thi na? I know you were trying to strangle me!"
"What Zain? Are you mad?" She laughed. "I was
standing in front of you for so long, but you were lost somewhere."
"But why were you choking me to death?"
"I wasn't choking you to death. I saw the
disastrous way you had knotted your tie in. I was just fixing it." She smiled. "Ab
are we going to the party or not?"
I opened the car door and ushered her in.
AALIYA
He closed the door of the passenger seat and
walked towards the drivers', painfully slowly, with his long long legs.
He paused, as if in deep thought and stroked
his jawline. I bet you could cut a diamond with that. And his eyes, so sensous
that they melt me everytime they fall upon me. And that sexy smirk he gives me.
Oh God, my husband was a hot mess. He's
all kinds of perfect.
He reached his door and got inside.
"Accha Zain. Hum wahan jaakar karenge kya? I
mean, they don't even know that they both are planning a surprise."
"Hmm...Asad ne SMS mein likha tha ki poolside
par aao. Aur Zoya ne likha ki backyard mein. I'm guessing these the the two
opposite end of the house. Aisa karte hain tum backyard jaana Zoya ke paas aur
mein poolside par jaunga, theek?"
"Okay, Zoya ne kaha tha ki kuch aur bhi logon
ko bulaya hai usne..." I trailed off.
"Agar woh log aqalmand honge toh woh bhi aisa
hi kuch karenge. No one will want to spoil the fun for the two lovebirds."
"Hmm.." I agreed, but still unsure. "I hope
everything goes fine."
"Me too." Zain agreed.
"Ab chale, MKB?"
I nodded.
"Okay then, off we go to spice up AsYa's lovestory!" He said as he hit the gas.
"AsYa?"
"That's how people shipped them in college." Zain laughed.
And our car whizzed past the streets lonely
streets of Bhopal.
***
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