"Ammi ap toh atleast samjhne ki koshish kijiye,mujhe kya acha lag raha hai aise chor kar jana."
"Tum toh rehne hi do Asad,koi tumse baaton mein nahi jeet sakta!"
"Ammi ap aise keh rahi ki mujhe bada shauk aa raha hai.Ab Zoya Madam ko nahi jana toh iss mein bhi main zimmedar hoon?"
"Uss bichariie ko blame kar rahe ho phir in sabke liye?"
"Ammi plz Khuda ke liye usse Bicharie mat kahiye Woh bichariee nahi hai!"
"Super becharie hai,Tumhari Begam jo thehri Mujhe Zoya pe taras ata hai ki kaise tum pe dewaani hogai!"
Dilshad stomped out of the room leaving a face palmed Asad behind.
Miss Farooqi Apse humne ab tak Nikah nahi huyi aur apne mera yea haal kar diya hai, Nikah ke baad ap mujhe kahan kahan bamboo dene wali ho? Miyaa what is wrong with me? Main Ayaan ki Zubaani kaise!! Uggh chado yar pehele Amiie ko sambhalo uske bad Miss Farooqi ko then Najma ko then Ayaan ko, then again Miss Farooqi ko, Ya Allah meri shaadi se pehele yea haal hai shaadi ke baad kya hoga?!!
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"Zoo-yaa-Zo-Zo-yaa listen to me wil you please!"
"Mujhe apse koi baat nahi karni Mr Khan!"
"Okay maat kijiye,But meri sun toh leejiye ek baar."
Zoya pouted as she sat on the edge of her bad. Asad knelt on the floor and placed his hands on her lap.
"Zoya main yea sab kiis ke liye kar raha hoon? Hamare liye, Hum dono ke liye! Zoo-Zooya dont cry, See i brought tickts for US but. ."
"Why do you have to go?? Now?"
A tear escaped from Zoya's eyes and fell directly on Asad's hand.
"Zoyya noo I dont like this! Please no!" Asad said as he wipped the tear with his thumb & then cupped her face, in his broad hands.
"Zoyee we have our wedding in 3months. Finally Zoyee, Exact 90days from today."
Zoya forcibly smiled.
"Zoyee I want to spend time with you, I have to complete the work in order know? I want to give you every single happiness which is possible.You, Ammi, Najma, Ayaan you guys dont dont just deserve any of hardships in life like me!"
"HARDSHIPS??? Hoow-HOW-IMEAN HOW-could you say that!! Ever?? Am-Am i not a part of y-?"
"Sweety,plz plz listen to me! Calm down! Plz."
Asad said as he brushed his fingers through her hair.
"Sweets, I am doing this for US, we cant tell our kids that Miss Farooqi, their beloved mom, lived as an annoying guest at their father's house and always attracted troubles to her like she was a Musibaat Magnet, and Daddy had to run like a madman to save Mommy but that was good cause he didn't need to go to gym afterall, can we?!
"I am Musibat Magnet?"
Zoya playfully hit Asad with her pillow as she sniffed hard.
"I love you, do I need to tell you that always?"
Asad said as he kissed Zoya's forehead.
"You are going to meet your ex girlfriends know?!"
Asad had it all now!
"YES I AM. That's why I am so excited to go all alone!"
"Phuphhiee I had told you before, Asad did this on perpose!"
Zoya started crying and wailing leaving behind a face plamed Asad.
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"Asad"
"Jee Ammie"
"Kyun rulate ho uss bechariee ko? Loo apna Coffee! Packing hogai?"
"Teen din ke liye hi toh jaa raha hoon Ammi! Aur Intelligent logo ko kuch kaho toh bichare rone lag jate hai! Iss mein naiyee baat kya hai Ammie!"
Dilshaad laughed as Asad gave her a half grinn.
"Ammi, yea Deal bahut badi wali Deal hai. Abb toh future ki bhi sochni hai. Dekhona Najma bhi dekhte dekhte badi hogayi hai, aur Ayaan! Usska bhi toh sochni hai. Main apni khali bhi toh nahi soch sakta nay!Aur Zoya, main chahta hoon ki usse iss duniya ki sari khushiya mile, saari khushi dena chahta hoon Ammi, she deserves soo much more, than all these!"
"Main samjh sakti hoon Asad." Dilshaad pressed Asad's shoulder in appriciation.
"Ammiie?"
"Haan?"
"Main bhi BICHARA hoon, app kabhi kabat mera side bhi le lijiye na! "
And Dilshaad laughed all the afternoon at her son's innocence.
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"Mujhse baat nahi naa karne wali aap!" Asad said as he caressed Zoya's hair as she pretened to sleep.
Zoya slowly opened her eyes and looked the other way while a sad pout played on her lips.
"Lagta nahi!" Asad sighed.
"Nahi karne wali!" Zoya snapped back like an angry five tear old kid.
"Zoyee, kiss baat pe naraz ho? Mere jane se, ya phir. . . Tumne hi toh cancel kiya, you guys wanted to shop and prepare for the wedding, didn't you?"
"Zoyee, you know why I am doing this?"
"You are going to meet your girlfriends for the last time that's why!"
"Zoyee, cause I share my responsibilities with you now!You needa share all my responsibilities now too. My shoulders ache now with the weight. What if if I amnt there tomorrow, and---"
Zoya spring up like a stretch elastic band let lose from the other end, and cut Asad's sentence. "You dare again think of speaking those words. Even if you think, to think, I will murder you with my own hands Mr Asad Ahmed Khan!"
"And I love to be mudered by you Miss Farooqi going to be Mrs Asad Ahmed Khan!" Asad smirked as Zoya hugged him tight.
"As If you will ever die without me! That even in three days!"
Zoya glared at him.
"I mean I mean, I know you are mentally soo happy, like you will be soo in peace no tryannt Zilli-i-Ilaahi for the next 3days! I know you are secretly wishing to be left in peace for the next 3years. I KNOW ZOYA I KNOW!" Asad mockingly said as Zoya hit him hard with her pillow.
"Don't you even dare to bring those words again to your lips. Nahi toh mujhse bura koi nahi hoga!"
Zoya rested her head on Asad's chest as he hugged her in an embrace. Asad affectionately kissed her forehead and rested his chin on her hair. "As if you are gonna die without me. Ever"
Sarcasm strongly smelled in his words.
"Mr Khan I HATE YOU"
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Zoya's phone vibrated
What is my Hunny Bunny doing? :-*
I thought you hated that song. O.o
You think many things Miss Farooqi, nothing new! Did you have your breakfast, properly? :)
You are Stalking me, Mr Bond? O.o
I am spying you. Meri nazar tum par 24/7 hai Miss Farooqi! ;)
Theek hai toh phir bataye Jahanpana aj hum kya karne wale hai? :P
Mera katal-e-nama ki planning. Anyway kya karne wali hai meri Tamater mere Baingan ke saath? :-*
Girls day out! So Do Not Disturb tag! :D
Ohhoo Miss Farooqi, When the cat is away, the mice is at play? O.o
Miyaa! I am or Tomato are not MICE :@
Noo-Noo I am Tom, You are my Jerry, I am Tom you are my Jerry, Die Hard Fan tere hai, Aur Tujhe Qadar hi nahi! -_- :\ :'(
Iss khushi mein Arzz kiya hai, Ap hai Tom, hum hai Jerry Ap hai Tom Hum hai Jerry, Don't act any smart, you are not getting any! -_-
Miss Farooqi, Irshaad nahi bola, phir bhi mujhe ek Shayarii Muft mein mil gaai! Very good Asad Miyaa you are doing right! :D
Very funny Mr Khan. Enjoy your conference while we enjoy shopping. All the Best. (y)
Zoyee :'(
What? O.o
:-*
You aren't getting any! :D
Ehehe Catch you in few hours kay! Take care. Mr Khan Loves you. >:D<
Asad smiled at himself as he switched off his phone. And got back into his laptop. Launching Ayaan with this project was Asad's main intention. Not that Asad was tired of handling the empire of business all alone, but it was high time for Ayaan to be Serious. Asad was finally settling down, Ayaan too should get serious with his life, rather than wasting his life in play.
The DEAL was easily cracked. His brother Ayaan had finally got a achance to prove his worth.Ayaan too would now would get serious. Najma too would soon be in her little Jannat. And finally a well planned life with Zoya,. Joyous moment for Asad. But his Dil didn't feel right. Somewhere something went missing. Dear heart, why do you pump with fear? Getting back into the Hotel's room after a friendly chat with the project dealers, Asad finally checked his phone to call Zoya up and share the happiness with her.
57 Messages. Najma
36 Messages. Ayaan
What's wrong?
47 offline voice mail.
Read. Najma
"Bhaiijan! Please call ASAP when you receive this! Urgent!"
Najma's hushed voice was enough to give Asad Goosebumps; wicked thoughts started conquering his mind. Ammii. . .Zoyaa. . . Zooo-YAaa! Najma pick up the phone you dammit!
"Najma, heelo hello Najma! Where are you? What is wrong? Heeloo!" Asad's voice cracked.
"Bhaijan. . .Zo-yaa.!"
"Whaat?? Whats wrong? Najma kya huya hai??! Whats wrong with Zoya???!!!Would you please bother to tell me ki kya huya hai apart from crying?Najmaaa"
"Najma, whats wrong? Ayaan? Ammii??"
Asad's heart raced faster than the second's clock.
"Asad!! Beta!"
"Ammi!!!!"
"Tum jitni jaldi ho sake utni jaldi wapas aajaao!"
"Zoooyaa??!! Kyaa huyaa meri Zoya ko? Ammii!! Woh thik toh hai naa?!"
The call got disconnected as Asad's phone died, before Dilshad could reply! Asad broke threw the phone at the mirror in mere helplessness. His Princess was in danger and he couldn't do anything. Zoya had warned him before leaving, and all he said was "As if she would die without him!" And now, only Khuda knew the better. This kind of helplessness was never felt by Asad. He always have been there to rescue Zoya, he was her Knight. How could he let anything happen to her?
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"Ammi!"
"Asad" Dilshad ran into her son's arms.
"Whats wrong with my Zoya? Koi mujhe kyun kuch nahi batata? Kya huya hai Zoya ko?"
"Bhaijan! Zoya abb khatre se bahar hai. She's fine." Najma assured as she hugged her brother.
"Khatra? Kaunsa khatra? Kaisa khatra? Kya huya tha Zoya ko?" Asad literary screamed.
He pushed Najma back,her dupatta her salwar was stained with blood.
Zoya's blood.
His Zoya's blood.
Asad literary was breathing bricks now.
"Koi mujhe kyun kuch nahi bata raha?"
Asad screamed now unable to control his pain.
"Ayaan??Ammi??" Asad literary begged.
"Ap log shopping ke liye gaye thayZoya drive kar rahi thi!ZOYAA DRIVE KAR RAHI THI??AMMMII??"
"Haan Bhaii aur-"
"Aur tumne usse drive karne diya!! Kaise karne diya tumne usse drive? Ammi maine kitani baar kaha hai Zoya ko driving NAHI ati!!" Asad sat down on the waiting chair with a loud Thud.
"Nahi Ammi mujhe kuch nahi sunna! Ap logo ki galti nahi hai! Iss ladki ka demaag kharab hai!"
The thing which Dilshad feared the most came true. Her son was had lost all his senses to anger.
"Apne usse allow karne kaise di Ammi? Ayaan maine kaha tha na Zoya ko car ke pass tak ane mat dena!"
"Bhai meine car hire bhi ki thi-"
"Magar Miss Farooqi ne ek bhi nahi suni hogi ap logo ki!Unko driving karni hi thi!"
"Asad aisi baat nahi hai,tum puri baat toh sun lo!" Dilshad pleaded.
Asad rubbed his temples with to clam his anger down.Maybe Ammi was right it wasnt time to be carried away by his anger.
"Kya karoon main iss Ladki ka?!"
"Family of Mrs Asad Ahmed Khan?"
"Jee!" Asad & Dilshad nodded in union.
"You can meet her now.Mr Khan please dont stress her."
Asad mentally killed the doctor and his glance was enough for the doctor to end the conversation with him.Dilshad eyed Asad to ahead and meet Zoya. Ayaan and Dilshad were intelligent enough to occupy the doc with their questions while Asad literary broke open the ICU's Glass Door.
All his anger all his rage vanished as he finally saw his Life his Zoya heavily bandaged and unconscious under the influence of medics which now knew her better than him.
He felt his heart sink as he took his seat on the visitor's stool beside the bed.Fresh tears wet his already drenched cheeks.
"Why Zoyee Why!"
Asad wept as he took Zoya's cold wired hand in his.Tears fell on Zoya's hand and she seemed to feel them.
"Aa--sadd" Zoya whispered as she struggled to open her eyes.
"Zoyee Zoyye I m here All here" Asad said as he combed strands of her hair away which fanned her face. Zoya weakly smiled as her eyes met with Asad's.
"Why?!Zoyee?Why?"
"Because the car's all mine after you are gone Mr Khan." Zoya's jovial voice barely above a whisper.
"Indian Roads are not your GTa race tarcks! When will you understand that?"
"I know but-"
"But? But what?You think i get The Ultimate Satisfaction to see you cry out in pain?Tell me will you?"
"I saved a LiFE and all you pass me is judgement of yours?" Zoya's bp levels started to take an uphill.
"Saved a life or whatever by killing all 3 of us Great Miss Farooqi!A pse aur kya umeed kar sakte hai hum?"
Tears slid down Zoya's eyes as she shut them.Just then the nurse came in to check.
"Mrs Khan you seem better than before.How are you feeling now?"
"Fine" Zoya gave her a smile.
Pain written all over her face.
"Mr Khan i am so sure you must be so proud of your wife.She did such a great act today!"
Asad gave her one of his "WTH" looks in return.
But the nurse seem to ignore him and continued.
"She saved Two little kids and their Mother by jamming the car between the brake failed SUV.You should be thankful to Almighty that she escaped without any fatal injuries. Mrs Khan the kids are well so is their mother.They escaped unhurt."
The nurse cheerfully said as she injected medicines into Zoya's IV. Zoya smiled her patent dimpled smile to acknowledge the nurse as she left. Asad was at the loss of words. His eyes were filled with pride as he struggled to smile at Zoya.I t was too shocking to come to terms with the reality. Proud tears again wet Zoya's hand. Zoya looked at Asad and turned away in disgust.
"Sweety listen to me please."
"I dont want to,I am no one to you! I dont know you neither do you!" Zoya ranted back in anger.
"I love you yaa,I do get tensed."
"Mujhe apse koi baat nahi karni Mr Whatever"
"I did say i am terribly profoundly soory!"
"Puri kayanat khatamb ho jaye aur iss duniya mein sirf app aur hum bache tab bhi main apse baat nahi karoongi!
"Yea sarasar galat baat hai,Ap jab chahe apne hukum sunati jayengi aur main sirf Jo Hukum Mallika karta rahoonga yea naa insafi hai."
"Iss kaneez ko 2by2 inches wali deewar mein chunwaa diya jayee Hukum Ki Tameel Ho!"
"Naahii nahhi meri Mallika apko apke betuki shayeri ki kasam mujhe par rehem kijiye!"
"Meri Shayari betuki nahi,apki thinking deep nahi!"
"Haan haan meri Mallika meri thinking deep nahi!" Asad said as he affactionately cupped Zoya's cheeks.
"I am soo proud of you" Asad said as he kissed her forehead with utmost care.
Zoya smiled weakly in return and before sleep could conqure her she said
"How could i let it happen Mr Khan? Akhir Begam kiski hoon?!"
The END
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