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"I can't believe it, Miss. Farooqui. Aap itna gir jaayengi!" Asad yelled at Zoya, holding her arms tightly.
"Really? Akram agar mujhe choota hai, toh aapko koi problem nahi hai? Lekin agar Tanveer ke shauhar ki baat bhi ho, toh aapka khoon khaulta hai! Kyun Mr. Khan?" She asked him.
"Kyun ke Tannu aapki tarah nahi hai. Jo jhooth keh kar meri sympathy aur attention chahti hai!" Asad yanked her out of his arms, banging her against the wall.
Zoya stood stunned for a second and then replied, "You're right Mr. Khan. Ek doosre ko attention kyun de hum? I mean, woh aapki friend hai, of course woh aapka attention deserve karti hai. I get it now. Anyway, I'm sorry about the whole Akram fiasco I created. Main bhool gai thi ki aapka attention sirf Tanveer ko milta hai. I'm really very sorry." Zoya whispered and walked out of his room.
Asad ran a hand through his air in frustration. 'Main aisa hi hoon, Zoya. I'm sorry.' He said softly, before a tear made it's way out of his eye.
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Writing in Hindi for the first time. Hope it wasn't that bad. 😆
I'll continue soon. <3
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