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The sun splintered through the large window panels making way to every object in the room. The one open panel allowed for the cold breeze to blow inside stirring the sleeping bodies on bed. The alarm on Asad's phone erupted into the room and his reflex caused him to jump and hit the snooze key.
He pressed in a little closer to the woman next to him but she was still fast asleep. He was use to this now. She was never a morning person but he had to be up with the birth of dawn. Holding her like this made him feel happy, although she probably wasn't even aware that he had made this a habit of his.
The second alarm went off some 5 minutes later, this time he jumped out of bed and strode towards the shower after tugging her petite figure into the blanket.
Zoya had been awake this entire time, as she was everyday but little did Asad know. She knew how he loved to cuddle with her but would never admit it.
She grabbed her laptop from the table and flung it open to check her emails.
A little while later Asad walked out with a towel hanging around his shoulders.
He smiled at Zoya "Good morning" and she just giggled in response. Ogling her eyes at his six packs. However, he did not flinch for a second as he use to before their marriage he walked towards the closet and pulled out his suit for the day.
However suddenly Zoya screamed on top of her lungs
Asad was startled and ran towards the bed. Zoya was sobbing with her head buried in her hands.
"What happened? Are you ok!" he asked pulling off the blanket.
"I cant Asad, I cant" she began to sob even louder.
"I knew this would happen but not NOW" she ranted, confusing the already dazed Asad.
"Make it better Asad"
Asad ran his hands through his wet hair as a light bulb lit above his head. OMG! he knew what she was talking about.
He took Zoya in a tight embrace. "Zoya You are Pregnant, I am so happy" he proclaimed.
"WHAT" howled Zoya pushing herself away?
"Asad are you crazy? No I m not."
"Then why are you getting so emotional." he inquired
"THEY ARE GETTING DIVORCED" she screamed and began crying again.
"Who? wait'" It must be Zoya's sister and brother in law he thought. Zoya had mentioned some arguments they had been having but he didn't realize it was this severe.
"Look Zoya I am so sorry, but crying like this is not helpful. They are rational adults and I am sure they will sort this out. Maybe we can talk to them."
"Talk to them?! why would they listen to US?"
"Because you love them and you care for them Zoya."
"You think?!" she asked raising her eyebrow.
"I am sure" he said wiping her tears.
She dug her head into the laptop again.
"You are right, I will spam their facebook page. In fact I will start a new Facebook group, I will even tweet, start a petition. I have a friend who might even have their personal email address. Don't even ask I have a bunch of crazy stalker friends'."
"Facebook? Email? Why not Just call them?" asked Asad narrowing his eyes.
"I don't have their number" she said without looking away from her screen.
"What do you mean you don't have?" Asad paused realizing something was amiss. "Who are you talking about Zoya?"
"Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt" she responded casually turning the laptop screen towards him to show the Time's headline for the day.
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