Lonelier than before - AsYa SS [UPDATED PART 5] - Page 8

"Yes, Mr. Naib? Hello? Are you there?"

"Yes. Ms. Farooqi. Shall I continue?"

"Yes please, you were saying that you were the real estate agent. But I still don't know how you know Ayaan."

"Oh, I'm sorry. The caretaker, that you met that day, told me a man had come asking around. And then a girl and another man came to the property. But the first man that left a number with the caretaker."

"Oh. Right. Yes, please continue'" Raabert is smarter than I thought.

" So as you know, that place isn't much of a seller. But I was told by the caretaker that you were asking for any information about the property. I thought you'd like to know who is selling the place."

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"YES! I would!"

"But, there's a problem Ms. Farooqi."

"What? Please don't tell me it's something major."

" I am in dire need of money. So if you can give me some money in exchange for some information, I'd be happy to hand over the information."

"How much do you want?"

" 5000 rupees."

"For information?" It better be the best information I have ever gotten in my entire life.

"Yes."

"Fine."

"Okay. So can we meet tomorrow so you can give me the money and I can hand over some information to you?"

"You have papers? Or is it verbal? I'd like to see some written proof."

"Maam, don't worry ' your money and your time will be worth it."

"Fine. Tomorrow. There's a coffee shop called Coffee Galore. Meet me there at 12 in the afternoon."

"Okay, maam. Thank you."

"Thank you. Khuda Hafiz."

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"Zoya! We've been waiting for you. Where have you been?"

"Sorry Phoopi. I have some big news for everyone!"

"Okay. First, eat your dinner. Then tell us."

"But'"

"Have your dinner Zoya."

"Okay."

She had wanted to get it over with. But a couple more minutes wouldn't hurt. Absent mindedly, she poured a lot more water in her glass than it could hold and some spilled over.

"Ms. Farooqi! Please watch what you're doing!"

"Oh. I'm soo sorry Mr. Khan. I'll clean it right now."

"That's okay Zoya. I'll do it. Don't worry Jammy. It's just water."

"No Tannu. Sit. She's the one who made the mess. She should clean it up."

Embarrassed yet confident, Zoya found a cloth and mopped up the water before she sat back down again.

"There Mr. Khan. But I do hope you and your OCD are fine with a slightly wet table."

After a stone cold glare that Zoya ignored, she ate her food quietly. Occasionally looking up to smile at everyone.

As soon as everyone finished dinner. Zoya cleared her throat.

"Ahem Ahem. So. I have some news."

"Excuze me but I have more important things to do Ms. Farooqi."

"That's okay Mr. Khan. Don't bother staying. This news is for people who enjoy my company. That's clearly not you."

That got his attention.

He slowly got up. He took his sweet time. Exaggerating his every movement. Hoping that Zoya would talk start talking' so he could atleast hear a part of her announcement. When she didn't start talking, he had no choice but to start walking. He walked to the couch and sat down. Opened a book and pretended to read.

Zoya suppressed a giggle that slowly faded away when she saw Tanveer looking at Asad fondly. She talked a little louder so he could hear her. She could tell he was curious, but he couldn't let his ego get hurt. She said, "Oh. Apparently a book is more important than my news, Mr. Khan."

"It must be a great book, right Jammy?"

Zoya could not help but roll her eyes. Tanveer was such a chamchi.

"Anyway, Phoopi. I just wanted to tell you guys that'I'm leaving."

"At this time, beta?! Where are you going? Can't it wait for tomorrow?"

Zoya chuckled. Ah, Phoopi could be so innocent. So was Najma. But she could see that she had Akdu Ahmed Khan's attention. On the other hand, his Tanveer was lost in her own thoughts or so it seemed.

" Haha! No Phoopi. I meant, I'm leaving India. I'm going back. Back to New York. My flight's day after tomorrow."

"Ya Allah! What?!? When did you decide this? Are you sure you have to leave Zoya? Please don't leave so soon!"

"Zoya'please don't go."

"Oh. You're leaving."

The three women had reacted in such different ways that it was almost funny. Dilshad looked as if she was panicking. Najma looked heart-broken. And Tanveer looked as if she didn't give a rats ass. She probably didn't.

She smiled at each. And then she turned to look at Mr. Khan. He had stood up. The book had slipped from his hand and was lying on the floor.

Zoya smirked. She loved that she had managed to finally shock Mr. Khan.

She swore she could hear a whisper of questions from him. First a angry, "What?" And then a simple but sad, "Why?"

It was as if that moment never happened. He looked at her with sadness and then suddenly, he was angry again. He turned and walked into his room. Slamming the door shut.

A moment later, Tanveer went running after him.

While, Phoopi came and hugged Zoya, Najma was just standing there looking at them. Zoya was family and Najma couldn't believe that it was already time for her to leave. Zoya was a sister. She was a friend. She was an inspiration. She had been the sunshine in such dark days. Before she realized what had happened, Najma had started crying.

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