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Chapter 3
"Man! was it hot or was it hot! My Nanajaani and Nana are the sweetest people EVER but they are anti-air conditioners. You know? Couldn't keep it on for a minute before one of them would come and shut it off saying I'll catch a cold." Zuhair said taking another bite out of the pizza.
When Asad walked into the dining room he was greeted by the scene of the idiot eating pizza while all the ladies in the house orbited around him. He took his seat and started to fuss with his forks and spoons. It took Dilshad several minutes before she turned her attention to her son.
"Oh Asad dinner is ready, we can start. I ordered pizza for Zuhair. I wasn't sure if he would like Indian food" said Dilshad.
"O phuphi!! Don't worry about me. I love desi food, the spicier the better. The pizza was just an appetizer I am going to have dinner with you guys, don't want to miss the yummy food that you have been slogging over all day" Zuhair grinned while tossing over his pizza box to the side.
Asad noticed the lone pizza slice in the extra large pizza box and rolled his eyes. The guy ate like a horse and grinned like a cheshire cat.
Asad ate his dinner in silence trying hard not to listen to idiot's stories about his adventures in Delhi. The more Asad ignored him, the more irritating he became. His voice was grating on his nerves. Asad stole glances at Zoya who was hanging on to his every word, filling his glass with more soda and serving him paratha. Asad was trying to ignore the jealousy gnawing at him.
"O Zuhair you are done with dinner let me get you dessert" Asad heard Zoya say suddenly jumping out of the chair.
"Asad, Zoya made the dessert today." Dilshad tried to include her silent son into the conversation.
Asad grunted and watched Zoya get the dessert from the oven.
"Here is my freshly baked strawberry and cream cake roll." She announced and tried to maneuver it onto the table. In the process, the can of Coke fell from the table and on Zuhair's lap. He got up immediately and started wiping his pants.
"Allah miya!! what's wrong with me. I am so sorry Zuhair, I didn't mean it, there were like a thousand things already on the table and I accidently knocked the can down" Zoya said while turning around to get some napkins from the kitchen.
"Chill Babe!!!! What's wrong with you, it's just a can of soda. Nobody's dying here Zee" Zuhair laughed and caught her hand.
The dazzling smile that Zoya gave Zuhair cut through Asad's heart like a sword. She had never smiled at HIM like that but then again if Zoya had spilled soda on him he would be ready to skin her alive.
He wasn't sure if it was to distract Zuhair and make him let go of Zoya's hands or as a peace offering to Zoya, Asad got up from his chair and said "So let's see how the dessert is."
Everybody turned around to stare at him. He just shrugged and said "What? I like sweets"
"Mr. A talks?" said Zuhair with mock astonishment.
Asad ignored him and started to cut the cake.
"You cannot have it Mr. Khan, it has peanut butter in it" Zoya said, the dazzling smile gone, Asad noticed.
"If you feel like having sweets then I can make something else for you Bhaijaan" offered Najma
"No its okay Najma, thanks" said Asad while keeping his eyes on Zoya.
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He was just done with his evening prayers when he heard the tinkling of laughter coming from the backyard. He looked out of the window and saw Zoya and the idiot sitting on the bench drinking coffee. Their bench. It was his and Zoya's and now it was the idiot's and Zoya's.
He couldn't take it anymore. He thought that guy was staying in a hotel, what was he doing here, in the middle of the night laughing with his girl. Yes yes I can't lie to myself anymore I do like her, he thought. She hates me though, is angry with me and now likes that idiot more for not even flinching when she dropped the soda on his lap.
What is he going to do now? He thought.
There was a knock on the door and Asad opened the door. Najma was standing with a plate in her hand.
"Bhaijaan, your dessert!"
"Najma, I told you it's okay I don't want any. You didn't have to go through the trouble" when obviously someone else hadn't bothered, he thought.
"I didn't make it Bhaijaan, Zoya did, she made a batch for you without peanuts" Najma said putting the plate on the bedside table.
A smile spread on Asad's face. Maybe all was not lost.
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Chapter 4
Today I am going to talk to her and apologize and tell her how I feel about her, thought Asad as he took extra care to dress for the day. He had tossed and turned all night long swaying between extreme despair to total happiness. But he had come to the conclusion that Zoya liked him too, she was just distracted by the idiot, how he hated the guy. If I could just boil him in hot '' he did not want to waste anymore time thinking about him.
He took his seat at the dining table and took the cup of coffee Najma had just served him.
"Tamatar, where is everyone? " he asked opening his newspaper.
"Bhaijaan Zoya was up till late maybe she's still sleeping. Zuhair was here till late. Ammi was asking him to stay the night but he asked the driver to drop him to the hotel" Najma sounded disappointed.
Asad was about to say something when the door bell rang and he saw Zoya flash by with a cheery "I'll get it".
Zuhair walked in with his backpack slung on his shoulders and the same stupid grin on his face. Thank God there were no hugs today, thought Asad drily.
He still had the same unkempt hair and dirty jeans. So it wasn't the travel that made him look scruffy, that's how he is. Maybe never takes a shower and smells like a rat, Asad smirked.
Dilshad and Tannu walked into the dining room. "Zuhair is here!" cried an excited Tannu, "so what are your plans for today. Where are you going to take hmi Zoya?
"First things first, let me have breakfast." Said Zuhair
"Didn't you have breakfast in the hotel?" Zoya asked out of concern much to Asad's irritation
"Of course I ate a little bit but who can beat Phuphi's breakfast" Zuhair said giving Dilshad his lost puppy look and pulling out a chair.
"Yes, Allah knows what they feed you there, Najma, please give Zuhair some juice before you serve him breakfast" Phuphi said.
Even Ammi is falling for his smooth talking ways, thought Asad, hiding behind the newspaper.
Zoya sat beside him and asked "So what would you like to see in Bhopal Zuhair?"
"You tell me, you're the one who has been living here all this while Zee, leaving me all alone to suffer in New York" said Zuhair with a pout.
"So how is it that you call Zoya Zee but she calls you by your full name ' Zuhair" asked Najma.
"Hmmm" deliberated Zoya, "Never thought about it. If I were to give you a cute pet name, what would it be?
"Zoo" said Asad while drinking his coffee. He hadn't realized he had said it out loud until he saw everybody's expressions.
Ammi, Najma and Tannu were surprised. Zoya did not happy with the comment but Zuhair looked amused.
"Be careful there, Mr A, I think you just cracked a joke" said Zuhair, smiling.
"Don't call me that" said Asad with a finality and went back to drink his coffee.
"Speaking of New York, Phuphi I wanted to let you know that I have booked my flights from Delhi to New York for next week." Said Zoya.
Asad choked on his coffee and coughed.
"Zoya, next week? so soon? When did you do your bookings?" asked a surprised Dilshad.
"Actually I did my bookings yesterday morning but with all the excitement of Zuhair coming here I forgot to mention it to everyone. I am sorry" Zoya said apologetically
"No no there is nothing to be sorry about. Of course we knew that you have to go some day. However in this short time you have become such an important part of our lives that we forgot you were a guest." Dilshad hugged Zoya
"O great Zee!! We can go to Delhi together and I can change the dates for my flights from Delhi to New York to match yours." Said an excited Zuhair.
Asad could not believe he had heard it right. She had done her bookings and had not even bothered to consult him or at least tell him about it. He tried to control the anger bubbling inside him. She would be leaving and he won't to able to see her every day. And of all the people she was going to leave with him. She was not done finding her father, how can she just leave without completing her mission especially when she was so close to it. He had to talk to her and make her see sense.
The conversation on the table had changed to the present. Zoya and Zuhair were talking about sightseeing in Bhopal.
"Najma, you should come with us too" Zoya said, "You can be our local guide"
Najma looked at Asad expectantly .
Asad shook his head in the affirmative, relieved that Zoya and Zuhair will not be alone with each other.
"Najma, let me get my bag from my room and then we'll go" Zoya said heading towards her room.
Asad saw it as the perfect opportunity and followed her.
He knocked on Zoya's room and heard a "come in". He stepped inside and closed the door behind him.
"Zuhair, don't worry I'll keep some snacks for you" said Zoya turning around and her smile froze when she saw who it was who had come into her room.
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Cricket
