'Who is she Asad ?' Zoya asked again while he took the sketch in his hand and looked at it to make sure what he was thinking was right or not.
'I think she is abu's wife.' He said in low tone.
'What ? Which one ?' She asked with her eyes wide open. He glared at her and she realized what she was asking.
'I mean how can you say that ?' She asked sheepishly while sitting infront of him.
'Ofcourse because I have seen her with him. She is Aafreen Rehan if I remember the name.' Asad said but was still confused how she was here.
'You mean that struggling model ?' Zoya asked and was surprised that how come she didn't recognise her but then she thought that maybe because she was a struggling model and was not at all popular 11 years back.
'How did she die ?' Asad asked himself confusedly as he was feeling something weird and he was trying hard to not think negative about his father.
'Who are you calling ?' Zoya asked him when he took his phone from the table. He ignorred her and called Prasad while Zoya took her I Pad to check if she can get any information about her.
'Yes Prasad sorry to disturb you at this time but I need some details about a girl.' Asad said on the phone.
'Her name is Aafreen Rehan and she was a model ten to twelve years back. Let me know how she died.' Asad said to him and after telling him some more details he knew already disconnected the call.
'Is there any detail ?' Asad asked Zoya while turning toward her.
'Not really. She was not so popular.' She said while keeping the I Pad back while
he laid back on the bed.
'How would have she died ? And how is she stuck here ?' Zoya asked annoyingly while sleeping beside him.
'Prasad will try to gather information in few days.' Asad told her while she was getting more curious than him.
'So we are going to wait for few more days ?' Zoya asked sadly while Asad took a deep breath understanding what she meant.
'Come here.' He ordered and she moved closer to him confusedly. He hugged her tightly blocking her way to move even to make sure she won't go out.
'Asad I am not stupid that I will go out at this time.' She lied to him while he didn't answer back and closed his eyes.
'Atleast let me breath.' She protested and he loosened his grip on her.
'Now go to sleep and let me think.' He said to Zoya and she huffed in annoyance.
'You mean to say I am disturbing you ?' She asked but their was no answer. 'Asad what are you thinking about ? Share with me.' Zoya asked him worriedly.
'I am just trying to think positive, even I am hopeless. I remember they came to stay in India for few months after I went back to London. I have never seen her after that.' He said sadly and she understood his situation.
'Did he divorce her ?' She asked him as she couldn't recall.
'I never asked him.' He said annoyingly.
'Whatever happened was past, you can't change anything.' She said to him calmly and he shook his head to not come to conclusions until Prasad confirms.
'Where were we before that ?' He asked confusedly while rubbing his forehead.
'We were talking about Snowball.' She lied to him mischievously and he smiled as he remembered already.
'Really ?' He asked while tickling her again.
'Asad stop it !' She said and tried to move back when he pulled her closer and closed the distance between their lips.
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'But why can't you get any information ?' Asad asked on the phone while coming inside his room.
'Just keep trying, their must be something.' said Asad annoyingly while Zoya looked at him understanding his frustration from last night.
'What happened ?' Zoya asked him. He took a deep breath and sat on the couch while throwing his briefcase away.
'Their is no information about her after she got married. Even she was not in contact with her family as they were angry on her when she got married without their permission.' Asad told her annoyingly and she sat beside him.
'Just calm down. Maybe she died in accident.' She said avoiding the only reason of her death that was running in their mind and they both were not discussing it since last night.
'But what if ---' He couldn't say out loud his worst fear to call his own father a murderer while she didn't know what to say.
'I have invited Maulvi Sahab tomorrow and he had called a scholar who works on these kind of houses. Maulvi Sahab said that they will help her go back to where she belongs.' He told her confusedly while she was also confused with this new information.
'But how will they do that ?' She asked.
'I don't know.' He shrugged his shoulders.
'But what about Ayat ? I don't want her to witness all this.' She asked worriedly.
'Then go out for the day, shopping or anywhere else.' He suggested.
'Ok.' She said while thinking about the spirit again.
'You don't need to think about her.' Asad said while standing up and walked toward his wardrobe.
'Why ?' She asked confusedly while looking at his back.
'Because I want a normal baby not a possessed one like you.' He said to irritate her while taking out his white kurta.
'You are keeping me in a haunted house and you want me to think normal ? It can be expected from you only.' She said annoyingly.
'Are you tensed Zoya ?' He asked confusedly while turning back.
'I don't know. I just want to go back to our normal life. When will we go back ?' She asked.
'If you want you can go back with ami. I will be there in few days.' He said as he knew he won't be able to go before closing this chapter.
'No I can't let you stay here alone.' She sighed sadly and he smiled while coming toward her.
'Stop thinking too much and have some rest.' He suggested.
'No I can't sleep here. Lets go out.' She said all of a sudden and stood up.
'Where ? At this time ?' He asked.
'Yes I am craving for ice cream right now.' She said while rubbing her stomach and pulled out a perfect puppy dog face while he groaned in annoyance.
'If I knew already that you are going to emotionally blackmail me then I would have rather gone for a bath than asking you about anything.' He said annoyingly while she pushed him out of the room throwing his kurta on the bed.
'Stop thinking too much ! Lets go now.' She said and he smiled while walking down the stairs with her.
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He was driving back home after getting her all the flavours of ice cream just in case that she won't disturb him later that night as she used to do when she was pregnant before while she was busy with her strawberry ice cream.
'Yummmiiieee !' She said while licking her lips and he smiled at her expressions.
'You want one ?' She asked while showing him a spoon full of ice cream and he nodded in no.
'Well that means a yes.' She said and he looked at her to ask what kind of logic is that. 'Open your mouth ! Fast !' She ordered while moving toward him and he followed quietly like a good husband to make sure she won't throw it on his shirt like last few times.
'You know I love you when you follow my orders quietly.' She said mischievously while leaning back on her seat again.
'And I hate you when you order me.' He said calmly.
'Oh really ? You hate me ? This is the last time I am listening that. Don't you dare say that again.' She said stubbornly while putting another spoon full of ice cream in her mouth and he smiled at her innocence.
'Why ? What would you do if I say that again ?' He asked while pressing the horn at the gate and she looked at him.
'I will punish you.' She made up her mind.
'Ok then punish me because I hate you.' He said to irritate her and she took a deep breath and looked at the gate guard was opening now. She moved closer to Asad and kissed him on his left cheek while holding his face. Asad's eyes opened up wide while the guard was also looking at them with his mouth in 'O' shape and then he looked down.
'What the hell ? Are you out of your mind ?' He asked annoyingly and drove inside ignorring the guard who was blushing now while Zoya was giggling at his expressions.
'You are the one who challenged me.' She said proudly and he realized that it was all his mistake.
'Lets go inside now.' He huffed in annoyance while coming out of the car.
'I will keep these in refrigerator.' She said while walking inside after him and he turned back suddenly.
'I forgot my phone in the car.' He said while walking back to the main door and she walked toward the kitchen.
She was busy taking out chocolate ice cream from the bag when she heard some noise on her back.
'Asad can you please turn on the lights ?' She asked while keeping remaining cups in the refrigerator.
'It was not an accident. He did kill me.' She heard the same familiar voice that used to scare her but in a different tone. It was more of serious now while Zoya was shocked to know that.
'Who killed you ?' Zoya asked without turning back as she knew she won't be able to look at her face.
'My husband.' The voice was from a bit far now and Zoya bit her lower lip as she wanted Asad to come as soon as possible.
'You mean Rashid Ahmed Khan ?' Zoya asked her to confirm that she was the same girl.
'Yes ! He killed me and my unborn baby.' She said with hate in her tone while Zoya wished that Asad shouldn't come here as she didn't want him to know what his father did.
'Why ?' Zoya stammerred and she chuckled.
'We were married for few months only. I left my career and family for him, I didn't knew that he was married already.' She started telling Zoya while Zoya could feel from her voice that how much these things affected her.
'He changed after we got married. He was cheating on me even though I was pregnant. I never trusted on marriages after that.' She shared her life with Zoya for the first time and a tear fell from Zoya's eye as being a girl she could understand what she would have gone through.
'He wanted to divorce me for any other woman and I begged him to let me stay here but he blamed me. He said I am a characterless girl, I am having affair with someone else.' She said in disbelief and for the first time Zoya felt pity for her.
'We fought and he hit me. He didn't care about our baby, he said its not his baby.' She said and smiled sarcastically while Zoya was still quiet.
'I died in that room, I was bleeding badly but no one came to help me.' She said in low voice.
'Forgive him. He is no more alive, I ask you for his forgiveness.' Zoya heard Asad's guilty voice this time. She turned back and saw him standing on the door while Aafreen was sitting in a corner and looking at him already as if she knew he was listening from a long time. Zoya tried to look at her face but it was too dark so she couldn't see.
'Can you give me Ayat in return to that ?' She asked him sternly while Zoya took two steps back at that question.
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A/N : I know this time I am totally dead so I am already hiding under my blanket and Sadie I promise this is the last cliffy Please don't kill me I need time to think and this is soo long already !! Do like and comment 😉
Love,
Bubble ❤️
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