AsYa SS: |Busted| (Epilogue, Page 54, Complete) - Page 23

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Part 6

Asad's POV

I never thought I could look at someone other than Rashid Ahmed Khan with so much anger and disgust, but sadly I was proven wrong. I was sitting in the living room when Tanveer walked in smiling. On a normal day I would have smiled back, but today I restrained myself from throwing her out of this house. Alas, that could not be done. There was much more we needed to know. I tried to control myself and keep my anger in check but I held the book in my hand a little tighter than usual.

"Hi Jammy." she smilled walking towards the sofa to sit next to me. Would I be able to stop myself from strangling her if she was that close? Probably not. I took a deep breath trying to calm myself down as my hands went to my head.

"Sirr dard ho raha hai Jammy, mein dabadoo?" Tanveer asked sweetly. How do you say "no don't touch me you crazy woman, if you do I will be forced to kill you" in a nice way? I think Allah is on my side these days, because at the same time Zoya ran out of her room, her eyes widened as she noticed my predicament.

"HI TANVEER!" she yelled running towards the sofa and sitting next to me leaving Tanveer to stand in front of us. Tanveer slyly glared at Zoya, a glare that was subtle enough to go unnoticed if one was paying attention to her. How did I not notice how she looks at Zoya before? Maybe because you are too busy staring at Zoya. Shut up inner voice!

"So how was your day?" Zoya asked completely normally. How am I the only one that wants to get up and kick Tanveer out of this house this instance? My blood was seething with anger yet Zoya, the one who was actually threatened, sat there with a smile on her face. She is a damn good actor.

"Theek tha Zoya." Tanveer said sitting on the other sofa. She was about to say something when her phone rang. "Excuse me." She said walking towards the kitchen.

"Mr. Khan!" Zoya whispered elbowing me. "You look like you are going to eat her alive. Smile a little. Actually, don't smile, that would look odd. Have that indifferent look you always have and go get her phone." She said pushing me of the sofa.

"How?" I asked not knowing what to do.

"I don't know, go talk to her, distract her so I can grab the phone and put this in it." She said like it was the most obvious thing in the world, and held up a small chip. How does she get her hands on stuff like this? I need to check her suitcase, I wouldn't be surprised if she somehow had instruments to produce holograms.

I just stood their dumbstruck when Zoya pushed me towards the kitchen, causing me to trip over my feet. I caught myself in time and turned to glare at Zoya. She just smiled and mouthed "Oops". I shook my head and approached Tanveer. Deep breaths, no yelling, no threatening, pretend nothing is wrong.

"Tanveer, uh, Tanu." I said as she turned around to look at me, what do I call her normally? Tanveer or Tanu? Damn it, I don't know how to act around her now.

"How are you?" I asked.

She looked at me weird and said "Theek hoon Jammy, kyun?"

Is it weird that I want to slap her when she calls me Jammy? Calm down. I took a deep breath and smiled. Ironically, I wanted to do anything but smile. More of unleash my wrath on her. How could I have been so blind? How could I not see that people change a lot within years?

"We haven't talked in so long." I smiled motioning her to sit down on the kitchen table.

She sat down and put her phone to the side. I sat to the other side so she would turn away from the phone. I don't know how I crushed the screaming voice inside my head and put my hand on her shoulder to keep her from looking back.

"Tumne kabhi bataya nahi ki tum, um, haan, tum nai designing kyun shuru kiy?" I asked. Not that I care. At all. I was bracing myself to hear more lies, that is the only thing she was capable of.

"Jammy, tumko to pata hi hai.." She started talking. I looked up to see Zoya creeping up behind her. She grabbed the cell phone and opened it quietly.

"Jammy, kya dekh rahe ho?" Tanveer said trying to turn around. Shit. What do I do?

"Woh, actually, tumhara dupatta! Kitna sundar hai." I said not knowing what to say. Did I just comment on her dupatta? Ya Allah, what am I doing? "Tum batao." I said moving her dupatta hoping she'd keep talking.

She smiled and started talking again. Why am I touching her? I must cleanse myself after, She held her hand out showing me the design on her sleeves, but I didn't hear a word she said, I was looking at Zoya who was trying to put a chip inside her phone. I looked at her desperately hoping she would hurry up. But of course, she dropped the chip and looked at me with her wide eyes.

"Jammy kya..." Tanveer said turning around but Zoya ducked down to look for the chip at the same time.

"Tanveer!" I said causing her to look back at me again, she whacked my chest with her hand by mistake, the net of her sleeves got stuck to my shirt causing a few buttons to fall off. You would think that a shirt that cost me so much would have proper secure buttons but no. I looked down to see that the top three buttons were undone. It was the same shirt Zoya had put buttons on after well, de-buttoning it in public.

"I am so sorry Jammy!" Tanveer said looking at my chest. Oh my god, is she checking me out? Ew. Why do I feel so violated? She is just seeing the top half of my chest and I feel violated, but Zoya just stares at me shirtless and it doesn't cause this much discomfort.

"Here, let me fix that for you!" She said grabbing a sewing kit from her bag. Of course she would have one. At the same time, Zoya got up holding the phone with a smile. Her smile quickly turned into a glare as Tanveer had moved closer to me and now had her hand on my chest.

"Tanveer!" Zoya yelled putting her phone down. Tanveer jumped in shock. "Why don't you go rest? Tum abhi toh ghar aayi ho, I'll fix Mr. Khan's shirt." She said sweetly, a bit too sweetly.

"Nahi Zoya, mein karti hoon." Tanveer said her hand still on my chest, it gave me shivers. And not the good kind like the ones I get when Zoya is pressed up against me. Those are more like tingles, like fire is slowly spreading through me warming my insides.

"No need to argue Tanveer." Zoya said pushing her out her chair. "Go rest please." She smiled sweetly while her eyes burnt with anger. So she was jealous. How cute.

Tanveer tried to smile but it came out more as a grimace as she left. Zoya waited until she was up the stairs before turning around to look at me.

"Why are you glaring at me?" I asked noticing that I was now the recipient of that angry look in her eyes.

"I told you to distract her. Not FLIRT with her. 'Oh, Tanveer your dupatta is so niceee'. Honsetly?" She rolled her eyes.

"Well I didn't know what else to do! This was your idea."

"Hawww, Mr. Khan. Meine kab kaha tha ki aap usse flirt kare, aapne toh apni shirt hi khol li. Might as well have asked her to sit on your lap." She accused angrily.

"Jealous?" I smirked.

"No! Why would I be? It's not like I am the sole proprietor of your body or anything." She said and then blushed. So she thinks she is the only one that can see me in states of undress. I don't know if I should tease her about it or be angry.

"I smell something burning." I teased. She just slapped my arm and picked up the sewing kit.

"Are you sure you know how to sew? If I recall correctly, you are the one who sewed the buttons back onto this shirt in the first place. " I asked her.

"Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence Mr. Khan. Obviously, I know how to sew. Zoya Farouqi can do anything!" She said putting the thread through the needle. "Now hold still." She said grabbing a button and moving in closer to me.

"Don't poke me with the needle."

"If you don't shut up, I'll make sure I do." She put the button on my shirt and started securing it in place. How could putting a button on a shirt be so...hot? I feel like God is set out to torture me, there is always some reason for her to be pressed up against me. As soon as she comes this close my senses are engulfed by her smell, her heat, her soft skin and the blush that rises to her cheeks. She is so beautiful. Especially right now, with a look of concentration on her face as her long eye lashes caress her cheeks when she blinks. I could feel my heart beating faster due to her proximity. Ye Allah, why does this girl have such an effect on me?

She moved her face closer to my chest and my heart stopped for a second and then started beating twice as fast as I felt her breath on my skin, I felt the goosebumps rise as she moved closer and took the thread in between her teeth to cut it. I swear she lingered a little longer than necessary, and her cheeks were now redder. I smiled, she was affected by this just as much as I was. She carried out the same process two more times, by the end of it I felt like my heart had run a marathon and was going to beat out my chest. I could hear both our breaths get shallower and louder.

"All done." she whispered finally looking up. Her eyes widened as she looked at me, perhaps reading the intensity of mine. Her hand was still on my chest, the heat radiating through my shirt. Her cheeks were so red that I couldn't help but brush my thumb against one. She closed her eyes at my touch, her chest heaving up and down as she breathed.

"Thank you." I whispered but made no move to get away from her.

"Mhmm-Mhmmm." Someone cleared their throat causing us to jump apart. Najma was standing there with a coy look on her face.

"I've been standing here for the past five minutes, you know. You guys can at least say hi to me. " Najma teased but got no response from us. "Okay then, you guys can move this love fest to the living room. I need to make something to eat." She laughed and skipped towards the stove.

A few hours later

I was walking towards my room when a hand grabbed me and pulled me inside Miss Farouqi's room. She pulled me inside and closed the door behind me.

"Yeh aap kya kar rahi hai?" I asked annoyed.

"Tanveer just got a call come listen!" She said sitting on her bed and putting one earphone in her ear and held out the other to me. I sat down next to her, and again we were pressed up against each other, but rather than face to face, we were side to side.

"She's talking to a friend or something. They were discussing the factory before." Zoya explained.

"Nahi, ab tak toh nahi." I heard Tanveer say. "This Zoya, she just won't leave, I feel like she is going to get a name plate and stick it outside the house. I tried so hard to get her to leave this country, but Asad brought her back home. Engaged. Luckily, sagai nakli hai. But I am sure they love each other." Zoya looked at me and blushed while I stared at her. What was with everyone saying we were in love? "Then they broke the engagement off, I took the ring off myself, but yeh khala, she is hell bent on getting them married."

"So, what are you going to do now?" asked the other voice on the phone with Tanveer.

"I tried and failed to kill her once. But I need to try again. It is the only way I can get her away from Asad and win him over. I need to marry him, I have to marry him, for my baby." Tanveer said.

"What are you going to do this time?" the other voice asked.

"I was thinking I would poison her, a little bit of poison on her pizza will go a long way, if they end up testing her it would just show up as poisonous mushrooms. She made it easy for me, she ordered pizza today too. With mushrooms, just the way she likes it, bechari Zoya." She laughed.

I ripped the headphone out my ear, I had heard enough. Zoya was sitting on her bed looking stricken, her skin pale and her eyes wide.

"And you still think we shouldn't turn her into the authorities?" I asked angrily. Tanveer deserved to rot in jail, to pay for her mistakes.

"Call the police. Get a restraining order. Send her far far away from here. I don't care how you do it." Zoya replied, her voice void of emotions.

"What do we tell Ammi and Najma?" I asked, Ammi would be so broken when she hears what Tanveer has been up to. She trusted her, more than I trusted her. I know I should probably be sad that I had lost my best friend, but she was a whole different person now. The truth is that I had lost her the day she moved from Bhopal. I was carrying around the image of that sweet innocent girl, but she no longer existed.

"Tell them the truth, they won't let her leave otherwise." Zoya said getting up.

"Are you okay?" I asked walking up to her and wiping her tears away.

"Yeah." She smiled through her tears. "Mystery solved right? She is out to kill me to get you. Any other possessive best friends I should be afraid of?" She asked laughing.

I just shook my head, this girl was amazing. She could laugh and be optimistic in the worst of situations. It's one of the things I lov-, like, one of the things I like about her.

"Lets go then." I said walking out her room with her trailing behind me.

Tanveer was in the kitchen holding a box of pizza, with Najma and Ammi cooking dinner.

"Zoya!" She smiled. "A guy just delivered your pizza." She handed the pizza to Zoya.

"Woh actually, Tanveer meine tumhare liye order kiya tha! They say that pregnant woman should avoid fish and seafood in general, and phuphi made fish today. So I thought I'd order pizza for you." Zoya challenged. So we were going to play with Tanveer. She was standing there with a shocked expression.

"How sweet of you Zoya." I smiled. "Tanveer, tumne bataya nahi ki tum pregnant ho. Congratulations."

"Pregnant?" Ammi asked shocked.

"Haan phuphi! She's pregnant and two months along! How great is that!" Zoya smiled.

"Nahi..woh, hum, Jammy, Zoya jhoot bol rahi hai, hum pregnant nahi hai!" Tanveer yelled.

"Oh really Tanveer? Tum pregnant nahi ho? Ab tum kaho gi ki tumhari factory jal kar raak nahi hui hai." Zoya laughed. "Oh silly me, that's true! You factory is perfectly intact and doing very well too! Good Job Tanveer!"

"Jammy, yeh sab jhoot hai. Zoya mujh par galat ilsam laga rahi hai!" Tanveer cried.

"Just stop Tanveer. Stop lying. I can't believe you would lie to us all like that. About the baby, about your factory and now you're blaming Zoya. What did you think? That we'd never find out. How could you stoop so low? You know what is even worse, not only are you a liar but you are a murderer too! Luckily, Zoya didn't die the last time. You had it all planned perfectly." I yelled not being able to control myself anymore.

"Ya Allah." Ammi said in shock.

"Nahi Jammy, yeh bilkul jhoot hai. Zoya tumhare kaan bhar rahi hai!"

"Don't. Call. Me. Jammy." I said stressing every word. "If Zoya is lying, why don't you eat that pizza? The one that you poisoned. Eat it, prove that you are innocent."

"Mein...pizza nahi khati." She stammered.

"Don't even start Tanveer. I want you out of this house, right now. Get your stuff and leave, never look back. You are lucky that I am not handing you to the police. And you have Zoya to thank for that. The girl who you tried to kill is the one who is saving you, she's doing it for your child. You couldn't be a good friend, but at least be a good mother. I am contacting my lawyer to get a restraining order against you, if you are as much as seen within 10 km of Zoya I will personally kill you. Do I make myself clear?" I threatened. It wasn't even a threat, I meant every word. If she as much as dared to look at Zoya I would not think twice. "You have an hour."

Tanveer nodded crying and ran up to the guest room. Zoya grabbed my hand and squeezed it reassuringly. Ammi and Najma still stood by the stove shell shocked. Ammi was the first to break down, Zoya ran to her and put her arms around her.

"It's okay Phuphi, she's leaving. It is all done and over with."

"Kaise? Why? I treated her like my own daughter, and she...she." Ammi cried.

"Everyone makes mistakes, and sometimes they lead us to make more and more mistakes. She lost her way. She's pregnant, there is no man in her life, so she wanted to fill the void and get married to Mr. Khan. To fill that void, to give her child a good father." Zoya explained.

She was so forgiving. I couldn't see through my anger and this girl had already analyzed and forgiven Tanveer. She was truly amazing.

"Najma, ammi ko apne kamre mein lekar jao." I said. Najma nodded and took her upstairs.

"Case closed Mr. Khan! We make a great team don't we?" Zoya laughed picking up a can of diet coke and taking a sip. "Waise, Mr. Khan, you could so be a secret agent, seriously. Jab aap baat karte hai toh itna daar lagta hai. Tanveer toh kamp rahi thi!" she said taking another sip. "Hey, this tastes weird." She said analyzing the can as Tanveer bounded down the stairs with her stuff.

"TANVEER! TELL ME THERE IS NO POISON IN THIS CAN." I yelled looking at her.

She looked stricken. SHIT. "GET OUT RIGHT NOW. I SWEAR IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO ZOYA I WILL FIND YOU, AND YOU WILL ROT IN JAIL." I said picking up Zoya and running towards the door.

"AMMI! NAJMA!" I yelled causing them to appear at the top of the stairs. They both gasped when they saw Zoya in my arms. They bounded down the stairs as Tanveer left.

"Hospital, we need to get to the hospital. Zoya!" I said shaking her hoping she'd wake up as I ran to the car.

"Asad! Calm down. Usse kuch nahi hoga beta!" She said while I buckled her in, I could feel the tears fall down my cheeks. I couldn't lose her.

"I love her Ammi, I can't lose her, I can't live without her." I finally said the words out loud, I hoped it wasn't too late.

YAY?! Ahaha, don't worry I won't do anything to Zoya ;)

So, if you guys have ever watched Phineas and Ferb, and have heard the song Busted, I wanted to say that I was literally singing it while writing today. ahahaha. K, TATA LOVELIES ❤️

And for those of you who asked if I had any other stories, I DO! The links are belowww:

OS: The Joys of Being a Woman - https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/qubool-hai/3574759/os-the-joys-of-being-a-woman

OS: Bhaijaan ki Sagai - https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/qubool-hai/3570832/os-bhaijaan-ki-sagai

OS: Jahapana, Jahapana Bond - https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/qubool-hai/3541110/os-jahapana-jahapana-bond

OS: So you meant it? Really? - https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/qubool-hai/3552855/os-so-you-meant-it-really

Part 7: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/82990853

MUHAHA Yes! I'm first :D

omg this was amazing! from the button sewing to Asad's flirting 🤣 to Zoya's antics and how he consoled her about Tanveer's second attempt at killing her. Poor Zoya. Even after unmasking her, she still had to suffer. Hope nothing too drastic happens to her.

Loved it hun :) Thanks for the PM :D

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