We Belong Together...ASYA SS - Page 7

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Chapter 1

Sweat beads in the Cold Nights

When he opened his eyes, he saw zoya in that proximity. He again squeezed his eyes shut to hold down that feeling which was too beautiful to be real, no might be too beautiful to be even a dream.

Zoya slightly moved back and she was all busy in drooling on his lips, the lips who were inviting her IN. She wanted to kiss them to the death, but she thought this would awake him and how she would face him, as these days Asad was trying his utmost to stay away from her, because still 90 days were not over. She wanted him,, but she had to stay away from him due to the divorce clause, these distances were worsening the equation they were trying to maintain, and now Asad's tensions and worries were making her to loose the last fractions of self control she had.

When she was about to turn away, Asad held her wrist,, pulling her down on the bed. Zoya was startled, that Asad was awake,

How could he do this to me,, Now look am blushing, he doesn't spares even a small moment to sprinkle crimson in my face.

Asad set up, with resting his head on the headboard,, still holding her wrist. He was staring blankly in air, his eyes still carried marks of last night's predicament. His eyes were telling how tough was it for the owner to go through that sleepless night. It was hard to figure out that whether these eyes were red due to tearing all night or were red because their owner was awake all the night,, who at the end gulped down the sleeping pills, taking himself off the miserable life...the life he's again expected to live.

He pulled her hand to his heart, who was beating at a higher pace.

Miss farooqi! I am afraid.

Mr. Khan! You are what? I mean you cannot be, (brushing her hand on his heart while resting her head on his chest)

Miss farooqi! I am, I thought that we thrice would never need anybody in our life, we were a complete family. We started our journey from the heart toring torments, which Janab Rashid Ahmed Khan bestowed upon us. It was tough..No, not tough, it was ugly to live through these dark days, nobody believed we would go through, it was like End of the Life Zoya, (gripping her hand tight, which was brushing his heart)

Mr. Khan,, You were strong, and I expect you to be,

Zoya! I am not and I was never, deep inside me am still only a human, who fears to be loosing his loved ones'.

I know Mr. Khan! I know,, that's why I love you that much, (her eyes were welling up, while he had no more water to spool down)

Zoya! Please talk to Ami, I can't let her to go down in that bog again, That man is of no good...

Mr. Khan! I would,, but I guess you should talk to her.. I mean calmly,. Phoopi is sensible; I feel she would try to understand your point too. (looking on his face which was still staring in air blankly)

I did, I did Zoya.. as much as calmly I could do, Last night I went to her , it seemed she was suppressing herself, she was curbing down her thoughts and feelings. I don't want her to stay here just for the sake of my feelings, I want her to stay with me coz its safe for her.

Mr. Khan! I understand what you are saying,. I would try to make her understand your perspective...

Miss farooqi! Thankyou, for understanding me.

Ahh! You are back on Miss farooqi, when you are all emotional hero you start cribbing Zoya, Zoya and Zoya, and when I accomplish my task of making you normal you get back to Miss farooqi, That's not so fair,(trying to lighten his mood, moving out of his half embrace)

Her puppy face made him to roll his eyes into his head, and a small smile touched his lips, and that smile made zoya's heart to miss a beat. Finally she made him smile, but she could see the touch of torture and pain which was equally blending in his half smile.

Now! Pick yourself up Mr.Khan, look it's already 10 in the morning, and still you have to do many clean-freak things, I mean putting out your feet off bed decently,, trying to leave your floor mat untouched, then heading silently to your bathroom...banging door closed with not even a thud, Oh how I can forget! Before leaving for washroom, putting up your bed in proper order,.. and then..

Miss farooqi! Am getting late,, (standing up and stretching up his arms)

That's what I was saying that (startled by the volume of biceps produced by stretching and skewing of his arms, her heart urged her to be entangled in them in one blink)

That I would waste my half hour in clean freak steps and would get late for meeting to be held at 11... (He read her eyes, but he was no way going her that, as he had enough on his mind right now)

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She had breakfast ready, and breakfast was a kind of silent affair,

After chunking few silent bites

Have you called Ami?

No, Mr. Khan, she must be tired, so I haven't tried uptil now. But as soon as you will leave, I would make her to get up and have something,

K,

Again silence followed,

As he stood up, he looked at zoya with expecting eyes

Mr. khan! Don't worry.. I would talk to her. N I would try my umpteenth to make her understand.

He leaned in to peck her cheek.. and left for office

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Flashback ends

It was 3 in the morning, she was still half awake, when Asad, set up sweating,,

He was staring in the darkness with his eyes on the verge of bursting,, sweat beads were flowing down his face in a wintery night at New york, with a temperature -2. She could hear his heart beating harder in the silence of night. It sounded like a brigade with heavy boots was accomplishing their mission in the silence of night. He was nowhere near the consciousness.

Zoya sat, taking him in deep embrace, to calm him down... But there was no way to calm him down.

Asad! Calm down... (Rubbing his back with the fists of her hands)

Asad! I am here with you... Calm down,,

It was not the coldness of NY nights, which was making him shiver, the fear, fear of loosing loved ones' was shaking him to core,, he was no near to calming down.

Zoya pulled back, making him to see in her eyes, holding his face from either sides...

Asad! Look at me,, here look at me, I am here with you.

Asad was staring in her face blankly...

Asad! Calm down,,(leaning in, and resting her forehead on his,, inhaling his warm aroma blended with his sweat beads)

Asad encircling her in his arms...tightening his grip on hers

Zoe! I am alone, I am alone, save me...Please,,

I am here (again her hands were on job of rubbing his back to soothe him down)I am here, I am going nowhere, I am just beside you...

His one hand entangled in her hairs and one clutching on her nape,

Promise! You wouldn't leave me. I would die

No..I wouldn't..ever, am here with you,

Zoya pulled back,, holding him and making him to rest on her chest,, resting her own head on headboard. He was soon snoring to calmness.

It was not first night when Asad suddenly, woke up in the middle of night frightening her to death. He was having these nightmares from a long time now. She was frightened because she was on verge of loosing him... she had to hold him. She had to save him, she tried her all to save him. But she wasn't finding anyway to his savior.

Flashback starts

Zoya knocked the door of Dilshaad's room. There was no answer. Knocking again and again fetched her no answer. Atlast she pushed the door open. She was surprised to see room empty.

I was panicking in vain, Phoopi is awake by now. She must be in washroom and here I was irritating her by knocking again and again...

Good Morning Phoopi! I am waiting downstairs for you.

As she turned back, bathroom slippers followed by slightly opened washroom door held her attention.

Why these slippers are here when phoopi is inside, Is she okay?

Phoopi! Are you there? Are you there??

As she approached closer her heart was thumping hard in suspicion to some bad forthcoming.

Phoopi! (as she touched the washroom door it suddenly flung open)

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