FF: Under the Wishing star (New update Ch 19) - Page 4

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Chapter Eight

"Humare aansu woh jaan na sake,
Mohobbat ki kahani woh maan na sake,
Kaha tha unhone marne ke baad bhi yaad karenge,
Jeete jee toh woh yaad kar na sake."

Zoya was standing precariously on the step ladder outside the house trying to fix the fuse. The new security system she had installed probably blew it. "Allah Mia! I better get this fixed before Jahapanah comes home. Warna aaj toh woh mujhe zamin main dafna denge" she thought to herself. Her thought floated towards her Abu as usual. As soon as she was done here she needed to go speak to Mr Lala Singh.She checked her watch 5.00 pm. No problem enough time for her to go and come back. And this time Rehaan would accompany her. Hope he has finished helping Najma with her project. It was really sweet of him to offer to help her, she seemed really grateful.

Anyway, nothing can stop her from speaking to Lala Singh today.

"Ouch" she yelped. The spark from the wire electrocuted her pushing her off the ladder "Aahh!

Suddenly she felt herself being plucked from midair and lifted. She opened her eyes to find herself in Jahapanah's muscular arms. Her eyes instinctively searched his deep , intense ones. (mitwa isq pe zor nahi). They seemed lost in each other, almost as if they had escaped in to another world. A world of their very own. But as usual the dream shattered when his phone rang and they came to their senses. He seemed flustered and she couldn't help but feel the prick of agony. That acute realization struck her that he belonged to someone else. He seemed to be too happy to go on holding her. But she started to wriggle free. She had to.

"Mr. khan please mujhe niche uttar dijiye." Zoya whispered, her pain choking her. He sensed the pain and glanced once again in to her eyes. She tried to hide it by lowering her eyelids. "Allah miah! What's wrong with you Mr. Khan? Mujhe chod dijiye! " she said bit forcefully this time.

And as usual her tone annoyed him. So he loosened his grip and dumped her on the ground.

"Ow" Zoya yelped in pain. She glared at him. He seemed amused.

"Allah mia! Why did you do that Mr. Khan? " Zoya demanded, standing up.

"Aap ne toh kaha tha chod ne ke liye.." he stated

"Very funny huh" she dusted the dirt from her jeans

Asad turned around and looked at the open fuse box and the step ladder. He frowned.

"Yeh aap kya kar rahi thi?"

"jee'woh fuse udgayi thi nah toh I was fixing it." She stammered.

"Fuse ud gaye thi?" he flipped out his phone "toh electrician ko kyun nahi bulaya?" he sounded annoyed.

Zoya pulled his phone from his hand and cancelled the call. "Uski koi zaroorat nahi hai Mr Khan. Maine kaha tha na ki main ek computer se lekar car tak sab fix kar sakti hu. Fuse fix karna toh mere daiye haath ka khel. Wait and watch." Saying she got up the step ladder once again with her tool kit.

Asad caught the wobbly step ladder and laid his one aram around her waist protectively "yeh aap kya kar rahi hai. Get down from there right now! Aap phir se gir jaayengi toh?" He asked

Zoya looked at him and smiled "Kuch nahi hoga Mr khan. Don't worry."

Asad didn't look convinced. But he waited patiently for her to finish her work,still holding on to her. "This girl has no lick of sense or self preservation. In ko toh 24 hours body guard ki zaroorat hain" He grumbled to himself.

"Aap ne kuch kaha Mr Khan?" zoya asked still busy fixing the fuse.

"Nahi" Asad muttered.

"Aap zara woh torch yaha marenge please."

Asad pulled out the torch and switched it on in her direction. The light reflected of her dusky face giving it a gorgeous glow. It never failed to amaze him how beautiful she was. She had an exotic quality to her features. He could picture her as the great Cleopatra lying on her barge and floating on the Nile on a full moon night.

"Mr Khan! Yeh aap kya kar rahe hain? Light fuse box par mariye, mere chehre par nahi"

That snapped him from his musing. 'What the hell was I thinking!' thought Asad. 'I need to get a grip on myself or else everything will be lost.'

"Hogaya aap ka. Ab aap bas niche uttar jayiye." He demanded

Zoya closed the fuse box and yanked the lever. The lights came on in the house. Satisfied, Zoya started down the ladder.

"lo aap ke ghar ka lights aagaye. Maine kaha tha na main kar sakti hu." Zoya grinned

"hmm" he said non commitedly.

Zoya walked around the house to go inside. Asad followed her in.

"Zoya!" Rehaan hailed her as he came out the door "Lets go. Oh hello, Mr. Khan"

Asad grunted a reply.

"Ya lets go. Main apna bag le aati hoon haan." Saying she headed towards her room.

Asad and Rehaan stood facing each other awkwardly .

"Toh'aap dona kahi ja rahe ho?" Asad asked

"Yes. Zoya ko woh mill house road se kuch info chahiye. Toh hum waha ja rahe hai." Rehaan informed. Then a gleam reflected in his eyes "Aur uske baad main Zoya ko dinner par le jaunga'you know candle light dinner and talk 'very romantic. Zoya will love it." He added mischievously.

Asad looked uncomfortable. "Dekhiye..yeh sab yaha Bhopal main acha nahi lagta'aur kafi late bhi hogaya hai'Ami chinta karegi..

Rehan interrupted "Par abhi toh sirf 5.30 baje hain'Hum jaldi aa jayenge don't worry. Main Zoya par apni dono nazar rakhunga." He emphasized.

Asad was getting pissed. He wanted to stop them but knew he didn't have any reason or right to. Then Najma came down the stairs.

"Rehaan woh photograph mere power point mein bilkul dark aa raha hain. Can you please help me?"

"Actually'"Rehaan started'but then Zoya came out to join them.

Najma realized they were going out "Oh toh aap bahar ja rahe ho? Koi baat nahi'aap log jao..i will manage''

Zoya interrupted "No worries Najma. Rehaan tum jao aur usse help karo. Kal Najma ka presentation hain na. I can go on my own. Don't worry."

"No way main tumhe phir akele waha jaane nahi dunga." Rehaan took a stand.

"Par I will be fine, Rehaan. Main bas yun ja kar wapas aa jaungi." Zoya insisted.

Asad had enough of this tableau. He did not appreciate being ignored by everyone.

"Ms Farooqi! tum akeli kahi nahi jaogi. That's final!" he ordered.

"Par Mr Khan'Mera waha jana zaroori hain'

"I am also going that way'I will drive you there." Saying Asad walked out the door.Zoya followed him sulking.

Rehaan grinned with satisfaction.

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Asad knew he has been acting weird off late. But he was having no control over his reactions. He couldn't control his thoughts around Zoya and he could'nt hide his irritation around that foreign return buffoon. 'Why didn't Zoya's family stop her from keeping such friends.' He thought grimly. ' I don't trust that guy's intentions at all. I will see to it that he keeps his distance from her.'

"Zoya..He asked glancing at Zoya who was looking out the window.

"Yes Mr. Khan?"

"Yeh tumhara dost kab tak yaha rahega?...mera matlab hain India main kab tak hain?

"Pata nahi Mr Khan.Par kuch time tak uski chootiyan chal rahi hain'Aur woh mera 'uhmmm..project..main uhm..help kar raha hai'"

"Well actually mujhe aap se wahi baat karni hai'Woh kya hain na' Uss ghar main najma hain aur aap bhi filal waha rehte ho..toh uh..toh woh acha nahi lagta ki koi bahar wala ladka uss ghar main itne din rahe'but don't worry..i can open my company's guest house for him. He can stay there as long as he wants."

Zoya did a slow burn. "Aap yeh kehna chahte hain ki Rehaan ke aapke ghar main rehne se Najma aur meri badnami hogi?"

" Well.."

"Oh please. Aap bhi kaun se centuary main atke hua hain...'Aaj kal kiske paas itna waqt hain jo woh yeh sab sochne baet jaaye?.. aur waise bhi agar mera naam kharab hona tha na Mr Khan toh woh toh ab tak kharab ho hi gaya hota." She snapped at him

"Kya matlab hai aap ka?" Asad bit off

"Jee 'yeh toh obvious hain na'Main aap ke saath rehti hu..aap bhi toh mere liye paraye hai'toh mera toh naam badnam hona hi chahiye na..Ab who sab chodiye'yaha gaadi rokh dijiye'main usse garage se kuch malumat kar ke aati hoon." Saying she jumped out of the car.

Asad sat in the car fuming. 'Why can't that girl ever understand what I am telling her. She is forever misunderstanding me.' He especially did not like her calling him an outsider. He was not an outsider damn it!

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Munna trembled slightly as he stood before bhaijaan. The man was sitting in the dark. There was a table lamp on his right. But the light didn't reflect on his face. Bhaijaan was still a mystery to him. The voice in the dark spoke'

"Did you do as I asked you , Munna?"

"Yes'Yes'bhaijaan. Lala ko warn kar diya hai maine. Woh kuch din tak apne farm house par jaa kar rehne walla hai"

"Good. Ab tum ja sakte ho"

Munna hesitated. "Jee. Woh'...bhaijaan '.main nahi jaanta tha ki Asad Ahmed Khan apke liye itna important hain...'warna main kabhi usse dhamki nahi deta'..Yakeen mano..bhaijaan yeh galti mujhse dobara nahi hogi."

"I know" the voice replied silkily.

Munna gave a sigh of relief and turned to go, when he heard a click. He turned around towards the sound. A shot echoed through the room. Then silence.

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