|Power Cut| AsYa SS. LAST PART PG27NotePg32! - Page 14

Hahahahaha, oh man loved zoyas story, Asad loves frocks, hahaha. U know what, I always wanted someone to write a OS on ghost stories with romance included, and that people are telling stories to each other when there Is horrible weather and no lights, you have put on Everthing I imagined to read, and I love u for that. Man U should write a FF on this, I am super enjoying this. Poor Asad, the way he interrupts zoya is so much fun. Do continue soon dear

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"YOU-"he bit out, with equal contempt, "are my problem!"

"AND LET GO OF MY TIE THIS INSTANT!" he yelled.

"YOU let go of MY hand first!" she bit out.

They both let go of each other simultaneously and then surveyed the room.

The atmosphere was tense. Phoophi and Najma looked afraid of what might happen next and Tanveer just stood like one of those Gandhian Freedom Fighters.

"You two-" Tanveer said with a gentle smile, walking forward, "Stop arguing. I think that-"

"STOP interfering!" Zoya yelled at her.

"STOP YELLING AT TANVEER!" Asad caught Zoya's hand in a flurry.

"YOU stop yelling at me FIRST!" She yelled back.

And there were in the same position they were before. They just stared at each other point blank, the frustration clear on both their faces.

"MR.KHAN." Zoya muttered in contempt, "WHY are you interrupting me every two seconds? Can't you just keep your opinions to yourself? NO one cares about your opinions!" her voice had risen by now and she was yelling again.

"I care about his opinions." Tanveer said with a smile.

Dilshad and Najma gave her pitying looks, like as if she didn't know what she was getting into.

Zoya looked at her like she was decayed monkey excreta.

"RIGHT, because Asad's earth shattering opinions about his name and his sexual preferences for a ghost are THE most important things right now!" Zoya said, the sarcasm evident in her voice.

"MS. FAROOQUI, you will not speak to Tanveer like that! You have a problem, then you tell me." Asad said. He stood in front of Tanveer, almost like he was protecting her from Zoya's wrath.

Meanwhile, Zoya came to startling realization.

It was always Tanveer. He was going to pick Tanveer over her. Every single time.

She just wanted to run away and never face this situation, but she knew she couldn't.

Dilshad and Najma stood behind Zoya, almost like a moral support. She was glad that they thought she was right.

With renewed confidence and in utter calm, Zoya said "Mr.Khan. I don't understand why we're fighting. It's your fault. You're the one who kept interrupting my story!"

"I told you, I have an issue with your voice! Besides, your story was pathetic!" Asad replied.

"YOU didn't even hear it fully! How would you know that?" she yelled back.

Asad growled in frustration and then he said that, "You're being really childish."

Zoya lost her cool and she said, "OH, REALLY? I'M being childish. Are you mental? You're the one who's obsessing over the name for an eight year old! You're the one who's being a sexist pig! You're the one who's making my lead character DORA THE EXPLORER! You're the one who is RUINING tonight!" Zoya all but screeched in anger.

"WELL, THIS IS MY HOUSE! I can do what I want. And right now, I don't want to listen to your stupid story!" Asad said.

Dilshad, Najma and Tanveer tried to stop them in vain. But they were already at each other's throats.

And were surprisingly having some intense and anger-fuelled eye-sex.

*EYE-SEX*

Zoya snapped out of it first and she replied, "WELL! This might be your house but everybody in this room wants to listen to my story!"

"I want you to stop yelling and go to your room!" he yelled.

"YOU CANT tell me what to do! You're not the boss of me! I don't belong to you, okay-" Zoya started off with her yelling.

Asad said icily, "That's right, you don't belong to anybody, Miss. Farooqui."

Zoya's eyes widened at the meaning of words. Never did she think he would stoop so low in this petty argument.

An eerie silence filled the room. The rain seemed to have become more violent and the light from the flickering candles made it so surreal.

Dilshad and Najma were standing behind Zoya in silent support. Dilshad gave her son a disgusted look.

Tanveer, meanwhile put an arm on Asad's back. Almost like she wanted to calm him down.

Asad was petrified. He didn't mean to say that, no he didn't. He shouldn't have gotten so provoked by her. He had said something that was totally out of line.

"Miss. Faroo-" he started off with a whisper.

"Don't, Mr.Khan." she said.

Her bangs hid her eyes and he was positive that she was going to cry. Dilshad placed an arm on Zoya's shoulder in support.

"I didn't-" Asad said.

"Save the apology for someone who matters." Said Zoya.

Without even looking at him, she turned and walked out of the room. Najma and Dilshad began to follow her, but she told them without even turning,

"I'm okay. I just need some time alone."

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The family was gathered around the table. The power had returned after Zoya had gone upstairs and Dilshad insisted that they eat dinner.

Dilshad and Najma were livid with Asad but they didn't want to say anything more. They figured that silent treatment was the worst thing at the moment.

As they started eating, Asad murmured, "Ammi, this is really good."

Dilshad gave him an off-hand look and said, "You wouldn't have said that if you knew who had made it."

Asad who was chewing stopped abruptly.

He finally understood what Zoya was doing when he had asked for water before the power went.

"I didn't know Zoya could cook." He said, his voice strained.

His mother and Najma pecked at their food and Najma replied, "Well, there are a lot of things you don't know about her, Bhaijaan."

It didn't take a scientist to discover that Najma and his mother were annoyed with him. He made a decision.

He got up from the table and Tanveer held his hand.

"Asad?" she asked, questioningly.

"I'm going to go call Zoya for dinner." He remarked.

He washed his hands and his mother snorted in response, "The damage has been done, Asad. There's no point in going now."

He gave his mother a parting glance and he walked up the stairs to Zoya's room. He had to sort this out.

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See you in a while with Part 4. Which truly is the last part. -.-

Likes, Reviews and Chappals are welcome. :D

Now I realize I didn't comment for the last part so res for both the parts. Busy atm. Will unres it soon

Eagerly awaiting the next part!!...Asad can be such an ass sometimes..ughhh

Luvd dis one!
Well becoz it was less of tanveer 😆
Plz continue soon ! Pleej!