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Chapter 13 a)

After the BB match Humiara had blasted Atif on knowing the reason behind the BB match and also of his opinion and assumptions about Asad. Zoya heard everything Humaria said to Atif. She was very proud of Humaira as she spoke on behalf of Asad which she was sure he would have not. Asad would never have told Atif another reason why he can never think about Humaira the way Atif had misunderstood and that was his marriage to Zoya. She did not want anyone to know about their relationship so he would never tell anyone without her permission even if it came to putting his reputation on the line. Zoya did not come in front of Humaira. She did not want sister trouble because of her friendship with Atif. Humaira left after blasting Atif and he stood there staring in her direction. Zoya looked at Atif and a smile came to her lips. He was still in shock and his hand was on his left cheek. "Atif, are you ok?" Zoya asked on approaching him. "She slapped me. She slapped me for him." Atif said the same thing a couple of more times as he was still in shock after being slapped by Humaira. Zoya shook her head as he still did not get why he was slapped. She made him sit and took seat next to him. "Yes Atif, she slapped you. I have never seen her, this angry but she did not slap you for him. She slapped you for the purity of their relationship." Atif looked at Zoya and then lowered his eyes as he knew she came to know everything he had been trying to keep from him.

"Atif don't lower your eyes. You made a mistake but your heart was in the right place. All you were trying to do is help my sister. But Atif..." Zoya took a pause to make sure that Atif heard her with a clear mind. He needed to come out of the shock of being slapped for the first time. Atif looked at her. "Atif if you thought ki Humaira is in sometrouble you should have come to me first. I am her older sister and I have the right to know. If you would have come to me ye sab itna aage nahi badhta..." Atif turned to face Zoya. He wanted to know... He needed clarifications. "Atif what you thought of Asad was wrong and that you know now but you don't know why... You know Najma Ahmed Khan right?" "Hmm." "She is Asad's younger sister and you know what Humaira too is like a younger sister to Asad. Like a younger sister nahi she is his younger sister actually she is more of his baccha than a sister. With Asad in Humaira's life no harm can come to her wo kya use harm karenge. Now do you understand why Humaira slapped you and all that she told you about Asad? Atif all this would have not gone the way it did if you knew the reality of Asad, Humaira and my relationship. Haan Atif Asad, Humaira and I have grown up in the same house. We are not just family friends we are a family. Asad and I..." Zoya wanted to say that she was Asad's wife but she could not say that to Atif.

Atif looked at Zoya in shock. He was so wrong about Asad. He felt ashamed as he had stooped so low in his attempts of his Protect Humaira Mission'. His intentions were not wrong but he was. A misunderstanding made him do all the things he would never do. He wished if only he had tried to know the reality instead of having believed in his version of reality. Atif looked down and went through in his mind all he had done. He had hurt Humaira and he had to now apologize. He had to make things right. He also had to apologize to Asad. "Zoya I am sorry I..." She smiled at him and saw that he has understood and now he would make things right. She said good bye to him and left from the BB court. Atif sat there and decided to make things right with Asad and Humaira both.

Like everyday since they had begun their singing practice Asad was to bring Humaira home. He was waiting by his car after freshening up. He had made sure that Humaira would not come to know of anything that went on between him and Atif but unknown to him she came to know of it. When Humaira approached the vehicle he saw that she was sad he thought that it was because he lost the match. She did not say a word and got in the vehicle. Asad could not see her sad face so he decided to bring a smile to it. "Humaira, baccha its ok it was just a BB match that I lost to Atif koi zindagi ki match toh nahi thi. Don't be sad chalo I will take you to your favorite ice cream shop." He expected to see a smile on her face but she shook her head in a no. "Asad bhai I don't want to eat anything." Before Asad could think of someplace else to take her Humaira asked him to take her home. Asad did not want to go against her wish so he drove towards SK mansion.

On reaching home Humaira got off the vehicle and walked away without saying good bye. She did not want Asad to look into her eyes else he would come to know the truth behind her sadness and she did not want them to have an awkward moment because of that idiot Atif. Raiza and Dilshad saw her in a sad mood and followed her to ask what was troubling her. They had asked her so many times but she did not say a word. Humaira was in her room crying her heart out. She had fallen in love with the wrong person. He was not what she had thought him to be. She now hated him for what he thought of her Asad bhai. Her heart was aching. She had not spoken to anyone. Asad knew that Humaira needed space but he also knew that he was the only one who could take care of her then. He decided to stay with her for as long as she needed him to.

"Asad Allah ka shukar hai you are here!" Razia rushed to Asad as soon as they saw him approach Humiara's room. "Asad did anything happen at the college? Humaiara ke saath something... Please tell me mera dil baitha ja raha hai and that girl she is not saying a word and she has not eaten anything. She is not herself. Koi tension ki baat toh nahi?" Asad put his hands on Razia's shoulders and tried to calm her down. "Razia ammi nothing has happened. Everything is OK and if it is not I am here to make everything OK. Why fear when Asad is here?" After calming down Razia and Dilshad Asad thought it was time to speak with Humaira. He had given her enough time to cool down. He left from there, returned after sometime and then knocked on her door. "Ammi, chachi I don't want to eat anything and I don't want to talk with anyone." Humaira yelled form inside the room as she felt suffocated with Razia and Dislhad hovering over her. "Baccha it's me open the door." Humaira opened the door for Asad. Razia and Dilshad were now tension free as Asad could get Humaira talking and back to normal. Humiara sat on the bed and Asad sat facing her. "How could he Asad bhai? How could he think of all those things about you? How could I... How could I have been so wrong? How did I fall in love with a person who is so wrong?" "Oh so you know?" "Oh course I know! I will never forget what he thought and did and neither will he forget what I did!" Humiara was super pissed at Atif.

Asad looked at her in shock. He too had never seen her angry. "What did you do?" "Bahut sunaya maine use and then I slapped him." "You did what?" Asad almost laughed out imagining his chotu sa baby slapping Atif. "Asad bhai don't laugh I should slap myself for being so wrong and for falling in love with the wrong person." Humaira began to cry as her first love was now forever to be incomplete. She could never give Atif a chance. Asad wiped her tears and cupped her face. "Do you really think he was wrong? Yes I know that what he thought was wrong and the way he handled things, that was wrong too but his intentions were not wrong. Baccha look at me. He was looking out for you. He was doing what I told the students to do that day after Priya's incident. Humaira you have always been protected so you don't know these things do happen in real life. There are some teachers who take advantage of naive young girls and do far more heinous crimes against students... Atif ne bas... He was looking out for you. Accha now you have set things straight na ab dekhna he will never think anything wrong about me. Chalo ab kuch kha lo." Asad put a glass of milkshake in front of her. "I don't want to eat anything. Mera mood nahi hai." "Humaira I am not asking you to eat anything. Ye milkshake pee lo and then let the ice cream melt that too will become a shake and then you can drink that too." Humiara took the glass from Asad's hand and did as he asked. She smiled at last as Asad promised to take her to the children's park and push the swing as high as she wanted.

"Hello!" Zoya saw Asad's name flash on her cell phone screen and picked it up on the first ring. Asad was surprised to hear the excitement in her voice as she always responed in a not so warm wy to his calls. "Zoya, wo Humaira is a bit sad as I lost the BB match. I am taking Humaira to the park for some time. I think I should spend some more time with her. Umm she might want me to take her out for dinner agar mood accha ho gaya toh. Do one thing you could come to the family home and have dinner here. Then when the two of come back I could tuck her in and then hum ghar chale jaayenge." Zoya quietly heard everything Asad said. She had a smile on her face. He was so caring not only for Humaira but for her too. Since he was not gonna be there why should she cook and eat dinner alone but she needed to be alone she wanted to be alone. "Hello! Zoya are you there?" "Yes Asad I am here. Umm I do not feel like eating. I have a lot of work to do so..." "Accha theek hai you want me to get something for you?" "Na I am fine." Asad disconnected the call but Zoya wished he hadn't done so.

Zoya was doing her homework but she could not concentrate her mond wandered off every now and then and thought only of Asad. She kept on thinking about the reason Asad lost the match. She finally shut her books and made a cup of coffee. "Asad is too good to be beated by Atif and because of the things Atif minsunderstood Asad should have fought him and won for Humaira's honor. Why and how did he lose the match?" Zoya looked towards Asad's room. She walked right in. When she entered the room she saw her photo on the bedside table. She picked it up. "Hmm meri photo idhar? How come afterall I am not his favorite then what is my picture doing on the side Asad's sleeps?" She thought of asking him about it but then canceled that thought. "Let it go Zoya, he is not gpoing to give you a straight answer and then to hide things from you he will put the picture away saying he has nightmares because my photo is the last thing he sees before going to sleep and also his days go bad as he sees my photo first thing in the morning whn he wakes up."

She was going back to her room but screamed on seeing something on Asad's study table. She thought that her sceam would scare it but it was laying there lifeless! She slowly approached the study table and examined the creature there. "WTH ye toh nakli hai." She could not believe the nerve of that man to scare her into gving up her room. After the initial annoyance she smiled and played with the lizard. "Asad bhi na why could he not just tell me to take that room." She looked in the mirror and omagined one of those scenes like they show in TV serials. There was another Zoya in the mirror with her hands on her waist. "Zoya! If he would have asked you sharafat se would you have exchanged the rooms? No na so don't you dare say anything about my husband." Zoya blushed as she herself without any pressure or for any fake drama called Asad her husband. She looked at his picture and smiled. "Asad I know why you wantedme to take that room not because it was small and you wanted the bigger room but because of the view of my favorite flowers. Kaash I could tell you that I am so proud of you for helping Humaira in improving her singing and also boosting her confidence. Above all I am proud of you for standing up for Humaira. Aap itne acche kyun hain Asad?"

She went back to her room and continued trying to do her homework but her mind kept going back to the BB match. She closed her eyes and played the entire match in her head but there was nothing but then she reminded it a bit and remembered that one moment where Asad had looked at her. She was cheering for Atif and had also said a prayer for him to win. Zoya opened her eyes and remembered her smile when Atif won in that moment she realized that Asad lost the match for her. She placed a hand on her heart and tears formed in her eyes. "Asad lost the match for me for my smile because I wanted Atif to win... Asad hates to lose but he lost for me... Asad did that for me? Why? Why would he do that for me?" She could not study anymore. She wanted answers and could not wait for Asad to come home but he had earlier messaged her that he was going to be late coming home than he had anticipated. She opened her study table drawer and looked at the lizard. "Hmm if Asad's childhood things are here so will mine be." She got up and went to the store room.

She looked around and everthing was neatly placed. On one side were Asad's things on the other hers and in the middle were things which were theirs. Zoya went to her side and saw a small sized doll house made out of shoe boxes. Asad had made it for her when she was 5 years old. She had loved it when he had given it to her. It was the last thing he gave her before been sent to the hostel. Zoya remembered everything very clearly. She remembered Asad having a fractured hand once and had taken her to the park beacsue she wanted to. He had pushed the swing for her for as long as she wanted not once thingking about his pain. He had given her everything that she wanted. If it was not in his capacity she would cry and he would go out of his way to give her what she wanted and what had she given him? Zoya wiped her moist eyes as she remembered how because of her he was sent away sent away from her.

She sat down with a photo album and every picture in which Asad was happy brought a smile to her face. The pictures in which she was sad she saw that Asad was sad too. There were some memories in the form of photos when she was smiling but Asad was sad she knew it it was because some trouble she had gotten him in. Her favorite moments then used to be the times Asad was scolded because he used to trouble her in small things but he always stood by her when she needed him and he also stood up for her. In one picture Asad was giving a grossed out look because Zoya, Najma, Humaira and their friends was getting Zoya's bride doll married to his superman idol. She flipped a page and saw a cute photo. Asad always held her hand when he took her out of the home. In that one picture his hands were both holding something. Zoya remembered that before leaving from the shop Asad had taken her pinkie and hooked it in the loop of his jeans. "Zoya, no matter what don't let go of me." He had instructed her. Zoya caressed Asad's face in the picture. "Now that I have realized that there is something between us and you mean to me something special, I will never let go of you Asad." Zoya placed everything in its place and came to her room.

She came to her room and sat looking at her and Asad's wedding picture. She heard the main door open and shut. She came out of her room and looked at Asad with something new inside of her. Asad looked at her and did not understand her emotions. She was crying and smiling at the same time and was looking at him in a weird way. "Zoya are you ok? Why are you behaving like this? Kuch hua hai kya?" Zoya smiled at him. "Kuch toh hua hai par pata nahi kya." Asad closed his eyes. After the day he had had he did not have the energy to deal with Zoya's weirdness. "Whatever! Here I have got dinner for us. Umm plate it main aata hoon." Asad gave her a hotel parcel and went to his room to freshen up and change before dinner. Zoya stood there looking at the door of Asad's room. He had not eaten his dinner with Humaira. How did he know that she ahd not eaten and secretly wished for them to have dinner together? She was the same at dinner. She was taking care of Asad and smiling at him. It was too much for him. He put his spoon down. "Zoya what's going on? Batao mujhe."

She rested her hand on the table and her chin on her hand. She smiled at him. "What should I tell you? Batana toh aapko hai." "I have nothing to say." Asad gave a weird expression. She smiled even more. "Nahi batana toh hai kuch aapko." "Kya?" "Kya nahi kyun?" "What kyun? Zoya what's going on?" "Yehi toh you have to tell me Asad. What's going on? Why did you lose the BB match? You shouldn't have lost ab aap itna kharab bhi nahi khelte." "Zoya it was a match I lost it what's the big deal?" "The big deal is that you lost the match for me. I know it you lost if for me. Why did you lose the match for me?" "Zoya I did not lose the match for you. Tumhara dimaag kharab ho gaya hai to even think that I would lose a match for you." Asad left and Zoya sat there smiling. "I know you lost the match for me and I can priove it. Bas now I need to know why?" She was going to her room and saw her reflection in the mirror. "Zoya Asad lost the match for you so something is going on with him. But what's going on with you? Why is something something happening inside you? And wo bhi the something something is happening for Asad!" That night Zoya dreamt of the song "Kuch toh hua hai" and it featured Asad and her.

Asad woke up bright and early even if it was a Sunday morning. He dressed to go for his morning jog. As soon as he stepped out of the main gate he saw Atif waiting for him outside the main gate of AsYa Villa. Asad was shocked to see him there. Then his expressions changed. Atif saw Asad's expressions. "I am sorry sir." Asad crossed his hands and gave a stern look to Atif. "You should not do things for which you have to apologize later." He took the cigarette from Atif's hand and put it out. Asad just prayed that Zoya did not wake up and come out of the house for any reason. He could not let Atif know about Zoya and his relationship. He was her friend and she should tell him when she was ready. "Atif, what are you doing here?" Atif looked like he had not slept the whole night. He was having difficulty in choosing the right words. He looked at Asad and then at Humaira's bedroom window. Just at that moment Humiara opened the curtains and saw Asad with Atif. They were standing far away from her but both could notice the hurt and anger on her face. Asad waved at Humaira and she waved back at him but when Atif raised his hand to wave at ther she shut the curtains. Asad felt sorry for Atif. "Come on lets go for a walk." Asad was taking Atif away from AsYa Villa to protect Zoya's secret. "I am sorry sir. I am sorry for everthing. I am sorry for misunderstanding your intentions and misjudging you and your relationship with Humaira. I am sorry for everything I have said and done. Zoya told me everything about you and her." Asad had not expected Zoya to tell anyone about their marriage not until she graduated. "Oh so she told you everything about her and me that..." "That you are not just family friends you are family and how you are an older brother to Humaira and everything..." Asad understood that Atif did not know about Zoya being his wife. "Atif I will not say that it is ok because it is far from being ok but I accept your apology. I hope you understand that more than hurting me you have caused pain to Humaira. She is the one you should apologize to. If she forgives you, you will have my forgiveness too but uss se maafi mango tab tak jab tak wo maaf nahi kar deti." Atif nodded his head. Asad looked at him. He could not help but wonder why did Zoya not tell Atif about her being Asad's wife when she had a golden opportunity to do so.

Atif saw Asad lost in thought so he cleared his throat and Asad came out of his thoughts. "Yes?" Atif removed an envelope from his pocket and gave it to Asad. "What is this?" "I know that I have caused hurt to you and to Humaira but I also have damaged your property so I would like to take responsibility for it and pay you back for the damages." Asad took the envelope and saw the amount in it. He looked at Atif. "You do know that I drive a Black Toyota Landcruiser V8 SUV which has imported tyres. You did not just puncture them you slashed them. I had to replace them and the full view window you broke that was a Saint Gobain' glass. Do you know how much these things cost?" Atif shook his head in a no. "I knew it because you are still living on your father's money." Atif made a sad face. "This is my entire month's pocket money sir. Is it not enough?" Asad felt like laughing but controlled himself. "This is the first installment. You will have to pay 9 more." Atif looked at him in disbelief.

Asad continued to give more shocks to Atif. "What did you think I would not take the money? Atif this is how I teach you life lessons." Atif looked at Asad put the envelope in the pocket of his track pants. Asad felt sorry for him. "Accha do one thing don't give me the pocket money waise bhi I do not want your father's money. You caused the damage so you should pay for it and not him." "But then how will I get you the money?" "There is an opening for the librarian's assistant at the college. I will put in a word for you. I want to you work there and pay me." Atif looked at him in shock. "Sir, how can I work at the library? My image?" "Ok then I can do one thing I can go to the cops and give them the evidence of the crime you committed. Your finger prints are on the note and the stone which you threw through my window. Also your handwriting will match and the CCTV of my home may not have caught you slashing the tyres but the one on the road caught your bikes license plate number. So..." Atif was really scared of Asad now. "When do I have to start sir?" He asked in a trembling voice. "From tomorrow." "OK." Atif left and Asad stood there smiling. "If you are not worthy of Humaira I will make you worthy of her. I will make you the man she wants to be in love with. Main tumnhe nalayak se layak banakar rahooga."

Asad returned home and saw Zoya setting the breakfast table. She was smiling and humming Kuch toh hua hai' lyrics. She looked up and saw him. "Asad you are back. Chaliye freshen up and come for breakfast." Asad went to his room still confused about Zoya's behavior. They were having their breakfast. "Zoya." "Hmm." "I met Atif at the main gate." Zoya choked on the piece of toast in her mouth. Asad pat her back and gave her a glass of water. "Don't worry, he was here to apologize for his behavior and he told me that you spoke with him about our family relations. He still does not know that we are married." Asad stressed on the word still. Zoya bit her lip as she realized that Asad knows that she did not tell Atif about her marriage when she had the golden chance to do so. She too did not understand why she did not tell him. "Asad I know I should have told him about us and it would be very easy for us but we had decided till after I graduate so..." "Zoya I did not ask for an explanation and you don't need to give me one for anything ever." Zoya smiled at him. "Accha ammi called we have to go home for lunch. Pata nahi they said koi surprise hai for us." Asad pinched the bridge of his nose. "Asad kya hua?" "Zoya koi surprise nahi hoga I am so sure it wil be another shock for us." "Tch Asad." "Dekh kena." "Ok dekh lenge." Asad and Zoya continued with their cute tu tu main main. They went to the family home for lunch and Asad was right once again. There was no surprise bas a shock waiting for them. Everyone was smiling, to Asad's surprise this time even Zoya was smiling and he was the only one with a sad face. Zoya got up from her seat and hugged Noor and Sabreen. She also pulled their cheeks and gave them a peck. "Dadis meri pyari dadis." She then looked at Asad. "Accha Asad lets leave humein bahut preparations karni hai after all Dadis are coming home to stay with us."

Zoya dragged Asad all the way home. She was too excited for the dadis homecoming. Asad just could not understand her excitement as things would get difficult for them. Zoya was in her room removing her clothes from the cupboard and giving them to Asad. He sat there on the bed slowing being buried under the pile of clothes. Zoya looked at him. "Asad what are you doing here? Jaldi go and put these clothes in my cupboards in our room. We have a lot to shift." Asad placed the clothes on the bed and stood up. "Why are you excited that dadis coming? Also why are you shifting your stuff in my room?" Zoya put her hands on her waist and gave Asad a look. "Asad, of course I have to shift my stuff in our room. We are husband and wife so we have to share a room. One more thing if I stay here and you will be there toh how will we accommodate dadis? Accha ab batein kam kaam zyaada." Asad was still not ready to help her shift her things. She knew she had to get him excited about dadis coming howm without him knowing of her ulterior motive. She sat on the bed and made him sit next to her. "Asad see if dadis come to live here thinks about all the good food you will get to eat. I know only to make 5 things and we eat the same things every week. Yaad hai the head massages Noor dadi used to give you and Sabreen dadi's stories. I am sure they will tell you many stories about me during the time you were at the hostel and in London. I am sure they wil tell you stories especially the ones I would not want you to know. Then you can have so much data on me to tease me. Asad think about all the positive things and all the good that will come out of their visit." Zoya made Asad think about all the incentives he would get with dadis being there. He had the little kid in a candy store look on his face. Zoya smiled as she knew she had Asad right where she wanted him. He was on board. Asad and Zoya shifted her things in their room. They also set the guest room as per dadis' taste. In the evening Asad went to poick up Noor and Sabreen.

Asad and Zoya helped Noor and Sabreen settle in their home for... Well they could not ask dadis to leave until they wanted to so so Asad and Zoya were not so sure for how long dadis were visiting. Asad could not stop smiling when he saw the dinner table. There were so many of his favorites that dadis had helped Zoya cook. He did not know that they did so, on her insistence. Zoya wanted to do something nah she wanted to do everything special for him now that she had realized that he lost the match for her. She only needed to know why he did so. He had touched that spot in her heart which was reserved for her dream man her Mr. Khan. She had now been seeing him in that spot. Dinner was a hit and Asad was a happy man. Asad wished both dadis good night and came to his room with a book in hand. He was reading the book when he entered the room and for a split second he looked up. The book dropped from his hands. He was gawking at Zoya. She liked it. She walked up to him in a subtle sexy way and stood really close to him. "Kyun kya hua Asad? Kuch hua kya? Why can't you take your eyes off of me?" Asad gulped the juices forming in his throat. "Kya hua? What the hell are you wearing? BTW kuch nahi hua and about not being able to take my eyes off of you aise namooni bankar mere saamne aaogi toh what else will I do other than gawk at you? I repeat what the hell are you wearing?" Zoya looked at herself, smiled sweet sexily and then twirled giving Asad a view of her from 360 degrees. "Asad this is my night wear." She was brushing her hair and Asad stood facing away from her. "You wear THIS at night?" "Yes Asad I wear this at night. Wo kya hai na I only have this and similar to this type of nightwear. Najma and Humaira bought these for me for me to wear post marriage." Zoya said as if she had no other option.

Asad could hear the bechargi in her voice which she wanted him to hear. Asad felt sorry for her. "Zoya don't you have anything from before the wedding?" He silently prayed that she had something other than what she was wearing. Zoya knew that she was having an effect on Asad and she liked it but she had to play along. "Yes Asad I do." Asad felt relief. "Ok then go and wear that." Zoya looked at him. "Are you sure? You will not make fun of me?" "I promise I will not make fun of you." After sometime Zoya came out of the washroom and Asad once more looked at her with his eyes popping out of their sockets. "What the hell are you wearing?" "Asad I am wearing my night suit. It is nice na?" Asad stared at Zoya as she walked past him and went to sleep on her side of the bed. "Zoya what are you wearing and why?" Zoya huffed mockingly. "Asad you don't want me to wear the the kind of nightwear Najma and Humaira got for me and neither do you want me to wear the kind I used to wear before our nikaah toh main kya pehnoo? What do you want me to sleep in? Ab I have to wear something at least na aise hi toh nahi so sakti and ofcourse I can't wear jeans and tops or salwar kameez to bed. I would be so uncomfortable in them. You want me to feel uncomfortable?" Zoya teased Asad and he just wanted to argue more.

"Asad don't eat my head and go to sleep." "But..." "Go to sleep!" Asad was picking up his pillow and going out of the room. Zoya sat up. "Asad, where are you going?" "I am going to the hall. I'll sleep there." Zoya snatched his pillow. "Asad what if dadi comes out of the room for water or something else and sees you sleeping there? They will feel that there is something not right between us." Asad just stood there. Zoya realized that he did not want to share the bed because he had the idea that she did not want to share the bed. She had to keep him in the room close to her if she wanted to get closer to him. She smiled. "Accha do one thing sleep on the couch waise bhi in the hall too you would sleep oin the couch." On that night slept on the sofa. He could not take his eyes off of Zoya's night suit which had the print of telephones with names of boys and their phone numbers. Zoya knew that he was looking at her but she did not turn to face him. Zoya slept peacefully as she now knew that she did create some hulchul inside Asad and also that he would be jealous if Zoya gave or received attention from a male other than him.

The next morning Zoya woke up before Asad. He was sleeping uncomfortably on the couch. Zoya kneeled next to him. 'Asad last night you slept on the couch but I will make sure ki aaj se you will share the bed with me. I will now make everything the way it should have been between us right form the start.' She smiled as she was planning something. Asad continued to sleep unaware of the uthal puthal in his life Zoya and dadis would bring about.

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