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Hello Shello QHians š¤ š, a little bulb in my deemag made me write this down š
A sequel to Thinking Caps On Miss Farooqi
Cause I LOVE Mangalpur and they didn't go the way I wished for after AsYa's return from Mangalpur š š
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It was the second day of Asad and Zoya staying all alone at the Khan Mansion. Zoya was jumping on the bed listening to radio, as Mr. Decorum Ahmed Khan was away at work. Zoya grinned to herself as she repeated 'Mr Decorum Ahmed Khan' to herself over and over again. She started imitating him and his walk and laughed at herself in the mirror.
'Mr Khan ke dimag mein loccha hai! Chemical Loccha. Jab dekho tab, Yea karo who karo! As if woh Indian army ke Brigadier hai! Hoshiyar khabardaar Mr Asad Ahmed Decorum Khaan, tashreefe laa rahe hai!'
Zoya laughed to herself, finding it funnier as she imitated Asad.
As she heard the door knob to unlock by itself, Zoya's eyes widened with horror.
'Kaun ho sakta hai?' She said in a worried tone 'Koi choor yaa phir . . . Mr Punch ke men toh nahi?'
Zoya's eyes widened like saucers as she hid herself behind her door. But she quickly recovered from her trance and grabbed the flower vase with both her hands.
The main door was jammed, the intruder tried his best to unlock it, and Zoya quickly ran up behind the door and positioned herself near the hinge of the door while waiting for the intruder to break open the door. After a few attempts the door opened, and Zoya broke the vase on the intruder's head.
'OHHH SHHHIIITTT' Zoya screamed in horror as she recognized the intruder.
'Aaahhh!' yelled Asad as he felt the vase crashed on his head.
'Ohh am so so so-Mr Khan!!!!Are-are- you being fine?' Zoya panicked as Asad shook his head rigorously.
'Whaa-tt the hell are you always upto Miss Farooqi!' Asad yelled at Zoya as he rubbed his poor head with his hands.
'Woh- woh ' main soochi ki koi choor- I mean ' Mr Punch ke ' koi ' ayaa hoga!' Zoya visibly shook in horror as she saw Assad's eyes fill with hate for her, as she helped a moaning in pain him to rest on the sofa.
Without delaying she ran upto the kitchen and fished out the ice tray and wrapped the ice in a towel.
'Does it hurt?' Zoya said in the most concerned voice, as she saw Asad's face to scrunch up, while she gently rubbed the ice pad on his head.
Asad looked at her, into her eyes. They were so pure. The brown orbs, ever so beautiful, had he ever witnessed all his life. Those eyes, Asad felt he could write volumes about those brown eyes. Ever shining with life in them, who could say she had gone through so much of pain? Pain, something he had never seen this girl to loathe in. Asad envied her so much. He wished he could be like her, away from pain. Always happy and smiling and joyous and eyes like hers, filled with mirth. Asad felt he was drowning into these, and he wanted to die happily in it.
'Mr Khan??' Zoya inquired again, in a raspy worried voice.
'Yes! I am fine, just- just don't worry about me!' Asad paused out.
'I am so so so soorrry! Do you want anything? Should I call the doctor? Are you feeling fine?'
Asad gazed at Zoya. He couldn't help but to smile, as he left himself to sink in Zoya's voice as she blabbered on!
'Ap aise kyun ghoor rahe hai Mr Khan?' Zoya poked Asad at his arm.
Asad shook himself out of his reverie, and exhaled out slowly. 'Kuch nahi!' He said and got up. Asad shot a glare at Zoya and slammed the door of his on her face.
'Ajeeb insane hai! Pehele toh choro ki tarah ghar mein ghuste hai, aur phir chichoro ki tarah ghoorte rehtey hai, aur phir manner-less insano ki tarah darwaza moo ke upar band kar dete hai ' Zoya exclaimed to herself as she retuned to the kitchen, thanking Allah at once, for Asad not being too badly hurt.
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'Mr Khan! Aap agaye? Main khana laga doon?' Zoya squeaked as she found Asad in his white kurta pajamas making his way to the dinning area.
'Apne khana banaya hai?' Asad exclaimed in horror.
'Haan Mr Khan, maine aaj khana banaya hai.' Zoya triumphantly declared.
Asad gave his forehead a hard press and sat down defeated on his chair.
'Apne kya banaya hai?' Asad couldn't help but to ask her.
'Khana Mr Khan! Ap bhi na, bade mazakiya hai!' Zoya joked as she arranged food on the plates in the kitchen.
'Maine, poocha apne khane mein kya banaya hai?' Asad said scratching the bridge of his nose.
'Sabr Mr Khan Sabr. I know you can't wait to have lunch, but then Sabr ka Lunch Tasty hota hai Mr Khan!' Zoya's piped up voice came in return.
Asad shook his head in denial, 'Yea ladki mujhe ek na ek din pagal kar degi!'
'Yea lijiye Mr Khan! Garma Garm''
'Spaghetti???' Asad and Zoya yelled together, Zoya yelling in an ecstatic voice, and Asad in horror.
'Miss Farroqqii yea kya mazzak hai!' Asad shot his glare up at Zoya!
'Kya Mr Khan, ek din toh meri choice ka kuch kha lijiye na!' Zoya pursed her lips as she settled on her seat.
Asad looked at the freshly made spaghetti and understood he had no other option but to eat it, because he barely knew cooking and he didn't want his pristine kitchen to be stained up with yellow marks of the curry.
Asad sadly resigned to his fate and looked at the spaghetti with an angry glare.
'Kha le beta kha le, you have got no options!' Asad's Superego, sympathized with Asad
'Its high calorie duuhh! Asad dare you eat it.' Retorted Asad's ID
Asad yelled them a good bye and concentrated at his share of spaghetti with was thickly topped with cheese and ketchup. Asad loosened his collar and drank from his glass of water, and his eyes trailed up to Zoya. She was happily gobbling on hers, enjoying every bit of it. Asad looked at her and smiled.
'Mr Khan? Apko spaghetti aachi nahi lagi?' Zoya exclaimed as she caught Asad staring at her.
'Naahii, woh main '' Asad quickly shifted his gaze at his spaghetti and unwillingly forked some up and forced it up into his mouth, taking all the time of the world he chewed it. It wasn't that badly made, it was nice, in fact it was the best spaghetti he ever had, Asad shocked at himself as he concluded this to himself.
Asad gazed upto Zoya, she was pretty much enjoying hers as she drank contently from her can of Coke.
A strand of noodle got stuck to Zoya's chin as she ate. She looked so adorable, but Asad's OCD-iac cells started to overflow with a flood of new cells, which made him instantly, fish out the tissues from the box and pass it on to Zoya.
Zoya was surprised at his action, but then gradually took the tissues, and arched him 'For?'
'It's stuck there!' Asad mentioned to Zoya pointing at his own sculpted chin.
'Here?' Zoya clueless where it was stuck wiped all her face but not the tip of the chin.
Asad gave up explaining and came up to her with some fresh tissues. Asad crouched on his knees as he brought himself upto her height and gently cleaned Zoya's chin, touching her perfectly sculpted chin with his sleek fingers.
Zoya's adrenaline ran a high, as she realized the proximity in-between them. Asad was staring at her, and Zoya couldn't help but to do the same, gulping her saliva down her throat forcefully.
Asad's fingers brushed Zoya's jaw line, lingering them for a while as whispered huskily in her ears 'This was the best spaghetti I have ever had!'
Zoya managed to exclaim a 'Huuh?!' as Asad's hot breath fanned her neck. Asad danced a victory jingle in his mind as he pulled himself up from a heaving and panting Zoya.
He smirked as he saw Zoya running her hands over her hair quickly as she gently shook. Asad chuckled and left a stunned Zoya at the table to his room.
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Because S wanted something good to read! š¤£ I had planned for something else and it ended up this way cause I was busy gobbling my Spaghetti down š¤£
Not a good one I know š But phir bhi, I wrote something, will I not get some kind of appreciation to write the second part down š³? Mere puppy wale face ke upar thoda rehem toh kijiye š³ Like Puulleezzzee! š³ š¤£
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A friendly reminder, KARAN SINGH GROVER will always be MY ASAD AHMED KHAN and SURBHI JYOTI as ZOYA FAROOQI in my FICTIONS, rest is up to you readers, You can imagine anybody my leads to be as, I assure you I will not have a problem with that. š³
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