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I've tweaked the rain dance, sorry it's nothing great… hope I've lived up to your expectations. The next update will be a bit late, got a few pending works continue. MWAH! (This one's for Teddy, Mocchug and Nimra! I love you guys despite the spelling errors ;))
Chapter Six
'Ouch!' Cried Zoya whilst Rayhan bandaged her foot,
'I think you've done quite a bit of damage Zoe, it's swelling up... I think we should go see a doctor' He said as he looked at her worried. Zoya pulled him forward and made him sit next to her,
'YOU did the damage... And no, I'm fine. The pharmacist said it should be fine with those meds you brought, right?' He nodded, 'So there!'
'Okaay fine. But let me know if it hurts too much…' He told her as he loosened his tie, Zoya pulled it back up pretending to strangle him.
'Ermm Zoe, that'
'Let's watch a movie' Zoya said quickly putting on her billion dollar smile,
'Okie dokesss' he smiled at her as he leaned back against the sofa whilst she fussed with the remote and the DVD player next to her. Rayhan stared at her intently before turning to his left and staring at the far wall with their framed picture.
She closed the sliding French doors to her apartment as she stepped outside onto the balcony. She made a face at Rayhan who returned it back to her before going back to watching his TV programme. She breathed out as she turned around and held the railings for support, she looked into the distant relaxing her tensed shoulders. I know what you're trying to do Rayhan, but why don't you understand that I need to break down? It's the only way I could smile at you tomorrow.
'But I'm not weak Ray, because I have you, I have you, aapi and jeeju!' She smiled, 'It's just for a moment, I thought I was actually alone in this world, aami chali gaye, abbu chale gaye… aur Mr Khan jinko mein meri family maante thi, woh bhi door ho gaye! I thought I lost everything… Lekin, Ray forgot that I still had you, you who would not think twice before fighting the world for me, you who would never let me cry. And here I am, wanting to cry…' She half laughed, half cried, 'agar tum nahi hote pata nahi mein kya karti. Tum hi mera sahara ho… kyunki agar mein tumhe kehte aapi aur jeeju ke tarah ki mein tumhe pareshan nahi karna chahti, tum mujhe ulta latka dete…'
'That you are right about Zoe' said Rayhan from behind,
'You were listening to my conversation… with myself?' Zoya tried being serious,
'Yes, if you put it like that… because someone told me you should never speak in between elders. I have a baby here talking to herself, so it's cool!' He smiled as he joined her side, he pulled her to face him, 'Zoe… please stop torturing yourself. Be strong, I know you're damn strong. You need stop letting anything affect you so much, think of all the good memories and smile. That was your funda right? Throw all the bad memories away; stop having a tug war between your memories. Don't give that punishment to your heart… I want you to promise me one thing, tell me that you'll never breakdown in secret? Promise me?' She nodded at him, 'you know your ammi is watching, she won't be too happy with you!' He frowned as he gave her a warning look with his eyes, Zoya looked up into the sky feeling guilty.
'It's hard Ray… I dunno-'
'I know but life does not stop here… time does not stop for anyone Zoe, we have to move on thinking of all the horrible moments as a bad phase and good moments as something we'll smile about. Allah has better plans for us, have faith and keep smiling. Like you used to Zoe… I want my old Zoe back who wouldn't give a two shoots about a person who doesn't care about others. I want that Zoe back who's smile was her best ornament, who's one smile brightens up the whole world. Yes, I know you smile now, but I can read you like a book. It's fake… So please?'
'WOAHH Ray' Zoya laughed out, 'If I'm not mistaken but you just got emotional?' She grinned, 'Yes, I promise to move on and smile only at my good memories. My smile is my best ornament… AWWW!' She tried pulling pulled his cheeks; he dodged his head back,
'Yaar, chill now! STOPP!' He shouted, Zoya frowned slightly moving her body side to side, 'Here take only this cheek' He smiled as he put his left cheek forward. Zoya shrieked as she jumped up and pulled his cheek only to fall against him wincing,
'Ouchhh!' She cried as he held her by the shoulders,
'Such a kid you are!' He brushed the lone tear that creeped out of her eyes, 'Listen Zoya… I want you to phone aapi and jeeju tomorrow…' She looked into his eyes, 'Open up to them… they're like, no, they are your parents Zoya!' He pleaded with his eyes as she nodded at him. He took her head and rest it on his chest as he hugged her, 'That's a good girl!' He caressed her hair back and forth feeling content because for once she seemed calm.
'Let's go inside… One game of COD before we go sleep!' He cheered as he made an announcement,
'ONE GAME?' Zoya rolled her eyes, 'You're addicted and you'll get violent…'
'Addicted, listen I always replied to your texts in the middle of the game. I am not violent! Bechara me, it's you who chases me with the vase!' He puffed, 'Please come' He begged, 'Please' He fluttered his eyelashes opening his eyes wide,
'Let's go! Tere Megan ki kasam one game!' She laughed as he ran inside dancing… Zoya shook her head side to side as she looked down onto the quiet lane below her. She noticed a black SUV parked on the other side of the road, she narrowed her eyes brows as she focused on the person inside.
'Mr Khan…'
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'Where are you going dressed like that?' He asked winking at her,
'No, where are you going?' She questioned back seeing him dressed in a suit,
'Meeting…'
'For a walk…'
'You're not feeling well Zoe…' Said a worried Rayhan,
'I'm fine, swelling's gone' She smiled, 'I want to enjoy the last few moments of sunshine with the children… Good luck with your meeting' She hi-fived him, 'Rock it!' She winked. She waved him out before rushing for the balcony to wave at him again; she is such a kid a times. She felt excited seeing all the children play together; she cried with joy seeing all of them so happy. She dialled Najma's number to catch up with her for a bit.
Once she was sure that the sun wouldn't burn her beautiful skin; she decided to go and join everyone outside.
She stood there with her arms crossed as she watched the children play. She felt content seeing them enjoy themselves as they brought back memories of her childhood; the boys were teasing the little girls. She thought of Rayhan and his annoying antics when they were younger,
'Idiot' she shook her head side to side. She carried on walking to find a black SUV parking in the same spot as yesterday. Asad walked out of the car with his Ray Bans on dressed in a casual black shirt and blue jeans. Zoya turned the other way, she clutched onto her saree as the wind blew threatening take her saree away with it. The ends of the blue saree swayed behind her as she tried removing her dancing hair away from her face to clear her view. She tensed her neck as she felt something wet, she looked up as the rain drops started pouring down faster. She was about to run but something made her stop; she looked up into the sky and closed her eyes as she let the rain drops touch her face. She put one hand and let the water fill her palm; once full, she threw it to the other side and caught it with the other hand letting out a small giggle. She spun on her feet as she laughed openly, she felt as if she'd never been so happy. She stopped on her feet as her saree fell off her shoulder; she looked up as she heard someone laugh. She pressed her lips nervously as she stared at a wet Asad. Her eyes found their way down his perfectly shaped body, her eyes lingered on his chest, few of his buttons were undone. Zoya's hands held her chest as she felt a burning feeling inside of her slowly running up to her throat; she closed her eyes trying to supress the new found desires rising inside of her. Her breathing was suddenly faster as her bare chest rose up and down as she tried pulling up her saree. Her hands shivered as she felt an electric shock run through her body, she looked up to find him holding her hand. She gazed into his deep almond shaped eyes watching them darken slowly. She felt her heart skip a beat as those dark desires in his eyes touched her soul; his fiery passion was clearly visible. She watched as he pulled saree up and placed it over her shoulder. His hands went over shoulder, playing his fingers down her bare back and pushing her against him. She fell against his body, her lips touched his chest, she blushed as she quickly turned only to have his hand grab onto her bare stomach. Zoya tensed as she slowly stepped backwards and met his front with her back; she knew she had no other option. She felt his hand put her hair to one side; she squirmed slightly feeling his warm breath on her back despite the cold rain. She took his hands and wrapped them around her digging herself further into his arms, she looked up into the sky as she heard the children's laughter in the distant, she laughed as she wriggled in his hold,
'Tip tip barsa paani…' She sang as he placed a wet kiss on the back of her neck, she smiled as she warmed up to his touch, the rain drops fell on them more vigorously than before…
'Tip tip barsa paani...' She ran forward and turned as she took her hands and outlined her body, tapping her chin, chest, side of her waist whilst grinning at him, he brushed his wet hair back and crossed his arms grinning at her,
'Panine aag lagai' She brushed her hands back up her body as she outlined her curves, she stopped at her chest,
'Aag laagi dil mein toh…' She pointed to her heart making circles on her chest,
'Dil ko teri yaad ayi…' She pointed towards Asad stepping back as he treaded forward,
'Teri yaad ayi tho jal utha mera bheega badan' She put her arms over her chest self-hugging herself as she shook her waist side to side. He stopped as he came face to face with her; he took her hands and pulled her closer to him, her lips quivered as the water dribbled on the top of her lips.
'ab tu hi batha ho sajan, main kya karoon?' She played her fingers on his bare chest as he brought his face with hers, their noses touching. She went back slightly,
'…na na na na na na na naam tera mere labon par aaya tha…' He brushed her lips with his thumb as she looked away blushing,
'hoo naam tera mere labon par aaya tha…' She smiled slowly facing him,
'ho, maine bahaane se tumhein bulaya tha…' She played her eyebrows up and down as he placed one of his hands on her bare waist; she stretched forward with her chest upwards tickled by his touch. He brushed all her hair back with force making her face upwards letting the rain drench her face,
'jhum kar aagaya sawan, main kya karoon?...' She parted her lips as she closed her eyes, her breathing now faster and uneven as he brought his face closer to hers. She could feel his breathing on her; it got warmer as it got closer….
Zoya's eyes flung open as she stumbled back a few steps. She shivered for a moment; her hands found themselves over her body as she looked down at her white flary hem dress that was now soaking wet. Her straight hair turned curly against her neck with few strands on her face, the dress stuck to her body like it was second skin. She held her arms over her chest trying to hide what they were revealing as she looked into his eyes.
He stood a few metres away watching her as she put her arms out, with her face facing above and eyes closed enjoying the rain. He admired her smile before noticing how wet she became. Her white dress was revealing her body, her curves... He closed his eyes as he tried controlling his mind. His eyes flung open as he heard Bol Na Halke Halke play at a radio station nearby, he stared at her as she reacted in the same way flying back a few steps and covering herself realising what she had been doing. It was as if someone had pulled her out of a sweet dream. She looked at him; for the first time in days his heart felt like it existed. They did not reveal love or hate, but desire, desire to be with him. He watched her staring at him without blinking; she stood rooted to her spot as she shivered endlessly.
'Agar aap itne badtameez hai, toh mujhe aap itne ache kyun lagte ho?'
'…Aap mein itne khashish kyun hai?' '…jab aap mujhe itne na pasand hai toh mere khawab pein aapke sayein kyun hai?''…Kyun mere tanhai mein khalaq dalte hai aap? Kyun mere andere mein roshni banke aate hain aap?'
'Mr Khan, iska jawab bohot simple hai, yeh sab iss liye ki aap mujhe pasand karte hai!'
'Ab ek baat batao? Mein bhi aapko bahot pasand karta hoon!'
Their laughs echoed back into their ears, a small smile played on her lips. Asad returned her smile; he admired her innocent like face, watching the rain drops glisten on her face as they slid down the side of her forehead caressing her cheek to her neck, down under her dress, feeling every part of her body. Her plump lips quivered from the cold as she lost herself into his eyes. He stepped forward only to have her tore her eyes away suddenly. He carried on walking towards her until he was face to face with her. He took his black coat off and wrapped it around her as she looked up at him with wide teary eyes. Her hands remained over her chest; he cupped her face brushing off the tears amidst the rain drops,
'Hakeekat yeh hai ki aap mere liye, mere zindagi ki liye, aur mere ghar ke liye bilkul perfect ho!' He whispered, he brought her face forward and kissed her forehead. Zoya remained frozen with her eyes wide open tears overflowing from her eyes as he removed the strands of hair from her face, it took her moments before she figured out what was going on, she flung back from his hold hearing 'misfit' ring in her ears over and over again. She held her ears as she looked at him,
'Misfit Mr Khan, Misfit' She repeated before running inside ignoring the pain to her sore foot. Asad watched her run away from him with a smile on his face; he shook his hair side to side dispersing water everywhere before brushing his wet hair back. He wiped his face before spinning on his feet, 'Aap toh humesha mere liye perfect the Zoya, aab mujhe tumhare liye perfect banna hai…' He turned around towards the playing children, he walked up to them picking the littlest one up and spinning around with him.
Zoya closed the door behind her before leaning against it. She was panting from all the running, her body slid against the door until she fell on her bottom. She rest her head against the door trying to get rid of her thoughts; she dreamt of intimately dancing with Mr Khan? The images mixed with the flashbacks of their rain dance on The Highway when they were under the influence of bhang. They replayed back and forth,
'I'm trying to move away from you Mr Khan, but why are your memories holding me back?' She asked as she closed her eyes. 'Aap ke yaad mujhe door kar deta hai lekin wohi yaadein mujhe aap ke paas keech lata hai, yeh kaisa kashmakash hai Mr Khan? Yeh kaisa imtehaan hai, joh mujhe aapke liye taraasne ke liye majboor kar deta jab mein aapke paas nahi aana chahta hoon?' She put her hands over her face, 'Nahi, yeh nahi ho sakta!' Zoya jumped to her feet as ran for her room. She stood behind her curtains as she peeked out of the window; was he still there? She opened her curtains further only to see a set of eyes staring at back at her. She closed it quickly and walked to the middle of the room. She sat on her bed feeling frustrated,
'Yeh- ARGHH!' Zoya shrieked as she jumped back on her bed a little when she heard the phone ring, 'Stupid Zoya, it's only the phone…' She laughed nervously before rushing to pick it up, 'Hello, aapi?' Zoya rejoiced hearing the voice on the other side, 'How are you?'
'I'm fine beta, how are you?' Asked Zeenat,
'I'm perfectly fine!' Smiled Zoya, 'I cannot tell you how happy I am to hear your voice-'
'Zoya, I need to talk to you about something urgent…'
'About what aapi? Why do you sound so serious?'
'It's er about a rishta for you…'
'What aapi? How can I- aapi are you serious?' Zoya asked shocked, she actually couldn't believe her aapi would ever bring this topic up.
'I'm very serious Zoya, I have the perfect groom for you. You have to meet him and I'm not taking no for an answer…'
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Okay, I'm losing my mind. I hope I haven't ruined it.
Excuse the mistakes.
Let me know what you think beautifuls,
MWAH! xoxo
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