Hello All, A gift from my side ...On this awaited day of my Life..
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So, Here you Go!
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Part-4
The Sun raised marking the new day of everyone's life...Soon, Zoya too waked up and went to freshen up and found that tap was not working ...She was confused now ..She already had a hectic day ahead...and that starting was not going good ...She stood there thinking for idea and it striked her ...
She went to Asad's Room, and found his bed empty and thought that he has went for Jogging like yesterday and moved to his bathroom..
She was facing the mirror and was trying to hang her clothes over the handle bar..When she heard some one hum something...
She was shocked hearing that he was humming "Jaane Kyon" ..she slowly turned around to see him sitting there in his bath tub taking bubble bath and humming song ...
She was shocked would be an understatement ...
"Allah Miyah !" she left out a gasp...
He was startled by her sound...He looked up to see her standing in his bathroom...
"Aap!" he scowled at her ...
"Baithe raiye aap pls baithe rahiye "..she said closing her eyes and turning around ...
He cursed his stars for such worst day start..While she throwed the towel at him ...It fell up on his face...
He glared at her ...and took the towel and tied it around his hip and stood up ...
"Aap yahan kya kar rahiye ? "He snapped at her...
"Mein, Six Packs, Nahi pani .."she blabbered as her attention diverted to his Six Packs..She turned around and faced the mirror ...
"Aap bahar jayegi ?" he asked boring holes at her face..
"I am going now ..,Mein jaa hi toh rahi hun.."she said casting a last glance at him and giggled...
He closed his eyes and cursed himself for not locking the door...
Soon, Zoya went up the staircase and found a room and went to freshen up ...
Allah Miyah ! Ab mein neeche kaise jaungi..Yeh Six Packs Khan toh mujhe ...Allah Miyah Help me ...she cried looking at the mirror and adjusting her belt...
She prayed to her stars..and descended down the stairs ..and hurriedly rushed to her room..Took her belongings ,bag and came to the kitchen ...
Soon, started making Breakfast and setted the table and made his Black Coffee , which she got to know from her Phoopi, that he liked drinking Black and Bitter coffee..
She smiled to herself thinking how yesterday she found the Lunch Box empty and thought he ate it ...
She thought to ask him, but later backed off thinking he will refuse to take lunch box with him ,his ego getting in... so she left to deal with it later and went to pack his lunch ..
But, Asad was no where to be seen..He was still in his room ..She was anticipating his arrival to talk about her plans..
Inside , He had his own battle with his mind and heart whether to go out and meet her or not ..He chided himself for feeling embarrassed when this was his own house and own room and that he has all rights to do whatever he need. saying this he made up his mind
And planned to give her some lecture for being Bad-tameez ..and came out from his room..As, Zoya heard his door knob click she went to bring his cup of coffee unknowingly humming the same song which he was doing...
He was now shocked to see her dressed in Jeans and Top and above all that she was teasing him singing that song..
He fumed and came and sat on his chair and she brought his coffee cup cleaning the spotless cup again and again...so that he does not does like that ...
He was about to scold her for adding sugar in his coffee but found it to be just like how he used to do ..He looked up from his cup and saw her smiling as if he praised her for the coffee..He rolled his eyes at her antics and continued eating his breakfast..
He was surprised seeing the table arranged neatly just like how he used to do ..He smiled in his
cup not letting her see his smile..and asked her to sit and have breakfast rather staring at him...
She silently sat down and was preparing to talk to him..When he started.."Ms.Farooqui aap meri kamre mein kyun aayi thi ?" Finally mustering courage to ask her,he asked looking up from his breakfast..
"Mein..Actually Mr.Khan meri bathroom mein tap mein kuch kharabhi tha" ..she said
looking anywhere but not him...She blushed remembering what happened...
"Toh aap kisi aur room ko kyun nahi jaathi ...Aap mere hi room kyun aayi thi" he asked foolishly ..
"Allah Miyah ! What's wrong with you ? Mein yahan koi aur kamre nahi jaanthi thi ...Aur upar se mujhe laga tha ki aap jogging chale gaye ...Varna mujhe koi shauk nahi tha aapke room aane ki" she said mockingly..
"Aap !" he tired to say something when she stopped him ..
"Mr.Khan mujhe aap se kuch jaroori baath karni hai "she said turning serious all of a sudden.
"Mr.Khan mujhe apni scooty ammi ki ghar se yahan le aani hai ."she started letting him know of her plans..
"Ms.Farooqui uska koi jaroorat nahi hai ..Yahan zarroart se bhi zyaada ghaadi hai aap usme se kisi bhi car ko use kijiye ...aap ko."he stated when she once again interrupted...
"Nahi chahiye ! mujhe aap ki ghadi ...mein aapni scooty hi use karungi "she said stubbornly ...when he glared at her...
"Ms.Fa.".he tried to talk...when she once again stopped him..."Mr.Khan pls..Mein" ...she tried to reason.."Fine!" he said coldly. And she continued to say that she will go to her Ammi's house and will come back evening and he asked her to be home before 7 and she agreed half -heartedly,..
"Aur Mr.Khan mein bahut jaldi koi job search karni jaa rahi hun "she broke the news...
He was shocked hearing this..He never expected this,...He throwed the spoon away from his hands...and stood up..
Seeing him react like this, she too stood up worried..
"Aap koi kaam karne nai jayegi Ms.Farooqui ! "he said sternly..
"Mr.Khan pls..Aap samaj kyun nahi rahe .".she tried to convince him..
"Ms.Farooqui ! "he roared...he was not against Women's working out but he just didn't want anyone of his house ladies to work outside when he was still alive to earn for them...He has seen his Ammi working to earn money for him and his siblings.. and he never liked the idea of them working outside...She flinched at his tone but didn't get scared..
"Mr.Khan aap ko har choti cheez mein problem kyun hai" ..she snapped back...
"Maine kaha aap kaam nahi karegi matlab nahi karegi !" he said coldy...
"Mujhe kaam karna hai matlab karma hai "..she too said as like his tone..
"Ms.Farooqui !" he shook her by her arms and stared into her eyes...
"I earn more enough for you and me ...Aap ko bahar kaam karne ki koi jarroat nahi hai" he said making his grip tight on her hand..making her wince in pain...And left her hands and turned back to go ..
"Mujhe meri family ke liye toh paise kamaana (Earn) ho hoga na" she left out the truth ..
Slowly things started clearing for him...He turned back and moved towards her ..she kept on stepping back as he kept stepping forward until she reached the wall...
"Koi jaroorat nahi hai ..unke liye bhi mein hi kamaunga" he said glaring at her and turned around ..
"Mujhe har cheez ke liye aap par depend karne ki jarrorat nahi hai Mr.Khan !"she said as pain and anger tears made way down her cheeks ..."I am very much alive to work for my Family and for myself .."she stated as a matter of fact..
He glared at her ...She wiped her tears not wanting to breakdown before him..
"Zoya ! Bas kijiye yeh drama ...He said sternly ...
Mein Drama nahi kar rahi hun...Mein bas yahi keh rahi hun ..mujhe kaam karma hai...she said once again not giving in ...
Mujhe aap ki bakwas sunne ki waqt nahi hai Ms.Farooqui ! mujhe office jaana hai ...he said moving away and going to his room...
She slumped down on the couch and cried in pain ... Allah Miyah ! Meri saath hi aisi kyun hoti hai ..she murmered to herself and kept crying...
Soon, he came out from his room and went to the dining table took his phone and saw the Lunch Bag and remembered how he ate lunch yesterday forgetting that it was made by her ..
Asad turned around looked at her and found her crying and mumbling to herself...He didn't want to be friendly to her ...But he didn't want to make her cry like this too..
He stood there confused not knowing what to do ... Her cries didn't subside ..but she kept crying thinking that he went to office ...
"Ms..Fa...Zoya "..he called out ...she stopped crying and turned to see him...He didn't had that angriness in his face...she looked with hope that he would agree...
"Hum, Iske bare mein shaam ko baath karenge" he said trying to stop her crying ...
"Aap ka matlab hai .hum shaam ko meri job ki bare mein baath karenge "she asked innocently ...
He shook his head in "No,We will decide whether to work or not" ..he said crushing her hopes..
She looked down hopelessly and smiled in grimace...
"Take Care ," he said looking at her ..
She looked away from him and nodded... Soon,he left the house and went near his car ...
Zoya wiped her tears and looked around and found his lunch bag on the table ..she stood up and took the Lunch Bag and rushed out of the house ...
"Mr.Khan !" she shouted at him who was taking his car in reverse ..He stopped and looked at her coming running to him...
"What ?" He asked curiously ..
"Aap apne lunch bag chodke aagaye" she said bringing the lunch bag forward ...He looked at her disbelievingly ..She came running like a mad person to give his lunch bag ...God ! ...he thought ..
He took the Lunch Bag from her and kept it beside him in passenger seat and mouthed a Thank You at her and left soon...
"Akdu ! "she said to herself and pouted ...
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Finally have took time and wrote down this ...Thanks to Jas di ,who told me to write down this before continuing new works...so that people don't lose interest in this...Thank You so much Di... Agar aapne kaha nahi hota toh mein kabhi likhi hi nahi hothi...
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