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Chapter 20

Reaching home, she ran inside and up the stairs to their room. Her eyes yearned for him but he wasn't there. She even checked the closet and bathroom but he wasn't there either. Before leaving the room, she found the first aid box and went outside. She searched the whole house but he wasn't to be found anywhere. Her heart started to sink and tears formed in her eyes. "Kaha chalega aap Mr. Khan? Mujhse baat toh karsakthe the," she thought. What had happened? Why didn't he talk to her? She would have listened to anything he had to say. As she was looking at the balcony, her eyes fell on a frame on the back garden chair. She took a breath of relief. She rushed outside and wiped her tears, composing herself. Asad was lost in his own thoughts. His dark memories haunted him. Why can't they stop following him? Why do these memories haunt him no matter how much he tried? It was like he took one step forward and three backward. Zoya didn't deserve this! She deserved something, no someone better. If she was the moon, he didn't want to be the shadow that surrounded it. "Allah miyan, mujhe himmat doh please," she prayed as she walked up to him and took a seat next to him. His thoughts were interrupted when he felt her touch his hand. He was surprised to see her there. She didn't even look at him. She opened the first aid box and kept it on her lap. She then took his hand in hers. "Tum yaha kya karahi ho Zoya?" he asked. She didn't respond back. Instead, she took some antiseptic on a cotton ball and started to apply it on his hand. He winced as it burned and retreated his hand. "Thoda sa jhalega lekin theek hojayega," Zoya said as she took his hand back in her grip. "Tum yaha kyun aagayi?" he asked again, this time his voice louder and demanding. Zoya now looked up at him, "yehi baat main bhi aap se pooch sakthi ho Mr. Khan," she stated. Zoya could see his anger flare to his nose. He was about to take his hand away again, "Mr. Khan maine aap se poocha nahi hai, agar aap mujhse apne gusse ki waja nahi bol na chathe toh theek hai. Mujhe sirf yeh patti karne dijiye," Zoya said catching his hand. He didn't respond but he didn't take his hand away either. She gently cleaned his hand and applied some antibiotic cream. She then wrapped a bandage around his palm. All this while, Asad stared at her. Was she for real? If this was him, he would have been furious! He would have been yelling his lungs out. But, she was so calm. This confused him. She stood up, "Main nahi jaanti keh waha aisa kya hua keh aap itne gussa hogaye lekin ha Mr. Khan, agar aap mujhse kuch bhi share karna chahiye toh main sunne kehliye tyaar hoon," Zoya told him as tears filled her eyes. It hurt her that he wouldn't share whatever that was bothering him with her. But, she also didn't feel like pushing him. May be one day, one day he will tell her, she hoped. Asad closed his eyes in pain. He just wanted to keep her away from his pain, his dark self, not hurt her. She wished him good night and walked away. He turned around to see her, walking away from him. This was the first time that no one asked him questions. She didn't force him to share his feelings with her. She still helped him. "Kaisi ladki hai yeh?" he thought looking at his bandaged hand.

Hours later, he heard the cars pull up in the driveway. He figured the family was back and decided to head back in. He covered his hand with his suit and walked in. Dilshad found him walking in, "Asad, Zoya kaisi hai? Uski tabeyat toh theek haina?" she asked worried. Asad looked at her confused. What had happened to Zoya? He thought. "Zoya...woh Ammi, actually," Asad mumbled. "Uf oh Asad, tum khabhi theek se jawab kyun nahi deh sakthe, Zoya theek haina?" Dilshad said. "Ha Ammi, woh soh gayi hai," Asad said unsure. "Woh aise achanak party se chali gayi, mujhe toh bahut tension hogayi thi. Allah ka shukur hai keh woh theek hai," Dilshad worried. "Paata nahi yeh ladki ne kya sooch kar aise beech mein aagayi. Hume kitne sawaalon keh jawaab dehne pade," Dadi taunted. Asad ignored her as he was already tired from the party then the semi-confrontation with Zoya. "Ammi, Zoya theek hogi. Waise bhi itne dino se shaadi khe itne saare rasmein horahi thi, woh shayad tak gayi hogi," Nikhat explained. Dilshad agreed and everyone left for the rooms to rest for the night. Asad was walking up the stairs unsure of what he was going to tell Zoya. He opened the room to see her sleeping on the couch. He was actually relieved. Her clothes and things were scattered everywhere. He wanted to put them away but his hand was hurting and he just ignored it and hit the bed. He couldn't fall asleep. Laying there, he saw her shiver in her sleep. He got up and got the extra blanket from the bed. Asad took the blanket and covered her. He then even reduced the AC so that she could sleep peacefully. Time passed and he finally closed his eyes in slumber.

"Ammi bacchao...Ammi...Ammi aag!!!!" he heard someone scream. He jerked up and saw her yelling and crying in her sleep. He rushed to her, "Zoya...Zoya tum theek toh ho?" he asked. Hearing her name, she woke up. She started to cry and he pulled her in to his arms. "Shhh, its ok! Sirf bura sapna tha," he consoled her. He held her for sometime and let her calm down. Once she broke apart, he went up and got her a glass of water from the night table. "Aap theek toh hona?" Asad asked. Zoya gulped the water down and nodded. "I am sorry mr.khan, meri wajase aap ki neend toot gayi," she told him. "Tume maafi maang ne ki kohi zaroorat nahi hai. Chalo soh jao," Asad said as he tucked her back into the couch. He sat there caressing her hair till she fell asleep. Once he was sure that she was deep in sleep, he went back to the bed and finally fell asleep. Haider, on the other hand, was working on a project he had to finish up for his class. With the wedding going on, he really hadn't had time to work on stuff. Just then, his phone rang and he was surprised to see the name flashing on the screen. He picked it up and before he could answer, "Bhaji theek toh haina...main kabh se unne phone karahi hoon," Humaira yelled at the phone. "Humaira calm down! Bhabhi theek hai, and you know normal log raat keh doh baje sohte hai," he told her. She felt embarrassed, of course he was right. "Sorry, woh bas Bhaji ki fikar horahi thi," she said. "Its ok Humaira, I know keh tume bhabhi ki fikar horahi lekin believe me, hum tumari pyaari behen ka bahut accha se khayal rakenge," Haider teased her. Humaira giggled, "You better! Tumne promise kiya hai," she reminded him. "I remember," he said. "Waise normal log toh iss time pe sohte hai toh tum kyun jaage ho?" Humaira asked. "Very funny! I have an assignment to complete," he responded. "oh ok. Well at least you will be done after this semester, I still have 2 left," she whined and he chuckled on response. Haider and Humaira were both doing their MBAs from the same college. Haider was a year older so he was almost done with his degree and Humaira still had a year left.

In the other room down the hall, Nikhat had just put Imran to sleep and returned to her room. "Soh gaya?" Farhan asked. "Ha finally. Paata nahi itni energy kaisa rehti hai uss mein itne raat koh," Nikhat said and Farhan chuckled. She took a seat on the couch next to him. "I am so tired," she said placing her head on her shoulder. "Aisa hai toh main madad kardo tume change karne mein," he teased. She chuckled and punched his stomach. As she was about to get up, he pulled her back into his lap. Taking her earrings off, he placed a kiss on her earring. She blushed feeling his lips on her. She turned around and wrapped her hands around her neck. "Farhan, main sooch rahi thi keh aabh jab Imran baada horaha hai toh hum," she said. "I agree. Mujhe bhi yehi lagtha hai," Farhan said nuzzling her cheek. Nikhat giggled, "Par maine toh apni baat bhi puri nahi ki," she said confused. "Last time, humne plan kiya tha aur hume junior Farhan milgaya, this time why not try for a junior Nikhat!" Farhan said as Nikhat smiled. "I am assuming that's a yes?" he said. She smiled as she moved forward and pecked his lips. He swooped her up in his arms and walked to the bed. Placing her on the bed, he lay next to her. He took off her jewelry and then all clothes, he moved on top of her to make love. They share their love and passion and reconnected hoping that they have created one more symbol of their love that night.

The next morning he opened his eyes to see her in prayer. Her head was wrapped in a red scarf and she was in loose kurta pajama, Asad lost himself in her simplicity and exquisiteness. She was in her divine world as she finished her namaz and closed her eyes, raising her hands in prayer, "Allah Miyan, aapne joh bhi mujhe diya hai uss kehliye main aap ka kitne bhi shukriya karo woh kam hai. Meri yehi dua hai keh aap meri nayi family koh bahut saari khushiya deh. Kal raat Mr. Khan bahut pareshaan lagrahe the, please unki madad kardijiye aur unki pareshaan door kardijiye Allah Miyan. Paata nahi kyun mujhe woh sapna phir aaya tha. Bachpan se mujhe yeh sapne aate hai aur main kitne saal se meri Ammi aur Abu koh doond rahe hoon. Please Allah meri madad kardijiye, mujhe bas ek baar jaan hai keh woh dono kaha hai," she prayed as tears rolled down her eyes. Asad sat up worried seeing tears in her eyes. Zoya quickly wiped them away and got up. She saw him and tried to smile, "good morning!" she said. He watched her as she tried to put her clothes away and started cleaning up the things from yesterday. She had his back towards him and hasn't noticed that he had gotten off the bed. As she neatly folded her lehenga, she turned to put it away in the closet only to meet his coffee brown eyes. Taken by surprise, she was about to fall when he slid his strong arms around her waist steadying her. The lehenga slipped from her hands and they went around his neck for support. His heart fluttered as he saw her so close to him. Zoya felt a jolt of thunder run through her body but recalling his actions from last night, she steadied herself and stood up straight. Asad broke out of his trance, "tum theek toh hona Zoya?" he asked. "Yeah Mr. Khan, I am fine. Thanks," she replied. "Zoya, main abhi ki nahi, kal raat ki baat karaha hoon. Tumara sapna aur tum abhi bhi roh rahi thi?" Asad asked worried. "Main theek hoon mr.khan, bas aise hi," she said avoiding his eyes. He knew that she was hiding something from. He didn't want to force her to tell him anything, he will wait for her to share. "Mujhe change karna hai, woh aaj sabh jarahe hai issliye mujhe neeche jaana hai," she told him and left. It bothered him that she was upset. He liked it when she was cheerful and herself. Thinking about what to do, he went to make his bed and get ready for the day.

Soon, Zoya changed into a pink and yellow anarkali and went downstairs. She saw Dilshad and Nikhat packing snacks and offered to help them. "Nahi nahi Zoya, tume aaram karna chahiye, tumari tabeyat kal garaab thi. Aabh kaisa lagraha hai beta?" Dilshad said concerned. "Ammi, main aabh bilkul theek hoon, aap fikar na kare. baatayiye kya madad karsakthi hoon main?" she asked. Dilshad smiled and told her that that she could arrange the table as the guests were supposed to have an early breakfast and leave. Dilshad later saw the bandage on Asad's hand and was worried. "yeh kya hai Asad? Tum chot kaise lagayi?" she said bothered. "Ammi, kuch nahi hai. Bas woh kal galti se chot lagayi thi. Aap please fikar na kare," he told her. "Theek se bandage kiya na warna infection hosaktha hai Asad," Dilshad scolded. "Ammi, theek hai saach, please don't worry," Asad tried to calm his mother down. Zoya heard their conversation as she was fixing the plates on the table. On one side, she smiled at Dilshad's worry. Asad and his siblings were very lucky to have a mother like Dilshad, she thought. She wanted to tell her that Asad was lying but didn't feel right to interrupt. Also, Dilshad would probably worry more if she knew that Asad had probably hurt himself.

Later, it was time for everyone to leave, Zoya turned to Dadi, "agar aap kuch din ruk jaate toh accha lagtha Dadi-ji," she said. "Hume humare ghar mein rehna pasand hai," she firmly stated. Zoya knew that she was mad at her. She hadn't had a chance to speak to her after the nikaah with so many relatives and guests around. Zoya held Dadi's hand, "Dadi, main jaanti hoon keh aap mujhse naraaz hai par please mujhe ek mauka toh dijiye aap koh jaan ne ka," she told her. Badi bi softened a bit, "Abhi hume kuch kaam hai, main jaldi wapaas aaungi," she said and Zoya smiled. Everyone was happy that Zoya was trying to fix things with badi bi. Dilshad and Rashid were proud of her that though no fault of her own, she was willing to take that step forward and start a relationship. Asad, Farhan, and Rashid left for work and Haider and Najma left for college. Nikhat had taken Imran to school and Dilshad took this opportunity to talk to Zoya. She showed her around the house and introduced to the staff they had for assistance around the house. Naseem khala was mainly responsible for the kitchen area. Usman did any housework and other stuff necessary in the house with the help of three other staff members. There was also the drivers and security guard. Both the ladies sat on the couch, "Zoya tum mujhe Ammi kehti hoon, iss haq keh main kuch pooch sakthi hoon?" Dilshad asked. "Ha Ammi, aap koh meri ijazat lene ki zaroorat nahi hai, boliye na?" Zoya said unsure of what was coming. Dilshad caressed her cheek, "main jaanti hoon keh tumara aur Asad ka nikaah itni jaldi hua keh tum dono koh ek dusre koh jaan ne ka mauka nahi mila. Main jaanti hoon keh Asad zyada bol tha nahi hai aur uss keh dil ki baat jaan na mushkil hai, lekin uski aankhe sabh bol thi hai. Woh dil na bura nahi hai, usse ek mauka dekhar dehko," she told her. Zoya smiled. She felt so much love from Dilshad. Though she had only known her for a short time, she felt very comfortable with her. "Main jaanti hoon Ammi aapko unki kitni fikar hogi lekin aap fikar karna bhul jayiye, main hoon na! Mr. Khan bhi bhaut jald bolne lagenge lekin mere itna bol thoda mushkil hai," she boasted as Dilshad giggled at her. "Allah tume hamesha khush rake," Dilshad said pulling her into a hug.

It was lunch time and Dilshad and her two bahus were at the dining table. As Zoya ate, "wow Ammi, aap kitna accha khana bana thi hai," Zoya exclaimed as she ate some of the rice. "Thank you Zoya," Dilshad said smilingly. "Ammi kya aap mujhe seekayengi, mujhe bilkul bhi khaana banana nahi aata," Zoya said a little said. "Kohi baat nahi beta, main sabh seeka dungi," Dilshad said. "Ha Zoya, Ammi bahut acchi teacher hai. Jab meri shaadi huwi thi, mujhe bhi thodi cooking aati thi lekin aabh main sabh jaanti hoon but Ammi is the expert," Nikhat said. As the ladies were conversing, they heard the door bell ring and usman opened the door to welcome Rashid in. "Aree Rashid, aap yaha?" Dilshad said surprised. "Ha woh meeting kehliye aaya tha toh sooch humari nayi bahu keh saath lunch hojaye," Rashid said patting Zoya's head. "How sweet Abu, thanks," Zoya said. Next, Rashid joined them and Dilshad was serving him lunch. "Waise Zoya, tumne kya soocha hai future keh baare mein?" Rashid asked. Zoya looked at him surprised. "Abu, main...kuch soocha nahi hai," she said hesitantly. "I meant keh future keh baare mein kuch soocha hoga beta, kya tum job karna chaogi?" he asked. Zoya was now shocked. Was Rashid asking her if she wanted to work? But why? Her parents had always told her that if she ever worked then she was bringing shame to their family and here was Rashid asking her if she wanted to work. "Agar tum nahi chathi toh tume kaam karne ki zaroorat nahi hai Zoya," Dilshad said seeing a shocked Zoya. "Nahi Ammi! Aisa nahi hai. Main hamesha se kaam karna chathi lekin khabhi mauka nahi mila," Zoya said. Rashid and Dilshad looked at each other understanding her situation. "Zoya, humare liye Najma aur Nikhat humari doh betiya hai, aur aabh tum humari teesri beti. I believe that woman are just as capable as men to work in any field. Nikhat bhi tumari Ammi keh saath kaam karti hai. Aur tumne toh master's in education kiya hai toh agar tum job karna chaho toh hume kohi problem nahi hai," Rashid explained. Zoya felt touched. Of course she wanted to work but before she committed to anything, she wanted to talk to Asad. "Main Mr. Khan se ek baar baat karna chathi hoon phir kuch soochongi," Zoya honestly said as everyone agreed. After lunch, Rashid went back to the office. Talking to Nikhat, Zoya found out that she was in a master's in sociology. Nikhat had started a NGO for girls about 3 years ago, her and Dilshad now had about 50 girls that they had saved for various situations and were helping. Zoya's respect for Nikhat had doubled, she felt really proud of Nikhat for what she was doing.

While Zoya's day passed with the family and getting to know them more, Asad kept thinking about her at work. Her screams and tears were haunting him since morning. Asad was trying to focus on work but he knew that until he made her smile, he wasn't going to be able to attend to anything. He had left work earlier than usual and started his way home. As he was driving, an idea popped in his head and he took a U-turn to change directions. The family was done with dinner and Zoya was in the front yard, playing with Imran. They were playing badminton and Zoya was laughing at Imran's actions. He loved mimicking Bollywood heroes, especially Salman khan. "I love Salman!" Zoya excitedly stated. Imran had lost the point and Zoya cheered, "yay I win!" she teased. "No way, you cheated," he said. Zoya looked at him shocked. "Imran not fair, agar game kheli hai toh learn to be a sport, if you win or lose," she explained. "Nahi Chachi, main aap se baat nahi karunga," he said angrily as he sat on the grass. Zoya smiled at his antics. She slowly walked up to him and started to tickle him. He began to laugh and so did Zoya. Then he too started to tickle her and Zoya squirmed, "stop Imran...ahhh!" she said and they were both laughing. Asad had returned from work only to be welcome by someone's laughter. He got of the car to see Imran and Zoya on the grass, tickling each other. A smile crept up on his lips to see her laughing. It wasn't a false laugh or smile that she had on this morning. It was truly a whole hearted smile, he thought. The one that made her eyes sparkled. His thoughts were interrupted as Imran called him out and ran to him. Asad smiled and picked up his nephew in his arms. Zoya greeted him and he greeted her back. "Chachu chachu, main aur Chachi badminton khel rahe the aur main jeet gaya," he exclaimed. Zoya giggled hearing Imran. On receiving a glare from Imran, "Maine kuch bhi kaha na," she said. At that moment, Farhan had interrupted them saying it was time for Imran's bed time. Asad handed Imran over to Farhan and headed upstairs to his room to freshen up and Zoya went to the kitchen.

So not really a confrontation but a semi-one hehe and some secrets kind of revealed...waiting to see what you guys think...looking forward to your comments 😃🤗

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