Part 8
He seated her carefully in the car's front seat and moved to sit behind the wheels himself. There was again this awkward silence in the car. The fact that she hadn't eaten since morning disturbed him, so he asked her,
''What would you like to have ?'' looking straight ahead at the road.
She turned towards him at his sudden question, then looked down and softly said, ''Pizza !!'' fiddling with her duppatta.
Asad got shocked hearing to this. He knew she liked junk food but this was the least thing he had expected from her at this time.
During the initial months of their marriage, he would often find her munching at a pizza and sipping her diet coke. He would get so irritated by her eating such things, especially in a messy way, which hadn't gone unnoticed by Zoya.
But then, he thought, she doesn't do that anymore. When did she actually stop doing that !? he wondered. How did he not notice such a huge change till now. Guess, he never noticed her changing herself just for his sake !
They reached near a pizza hut and he asked her again to confirm what his ears had heard was right, ''Aapko sach mein pizza khana hai ?!?''
She looked around to see that they were outside a pizza hut and got so excited just at the thought of Mr.Khan agreeing to her eating pizza, which he despised so much.
She turned towards him and said, ''Mujhe sach mein yehi khana hai Mr.Khan..'' with a spark in her eyes that Asad could never miss out.
He got down from the car and asked her to stay there till he comes back. After a few mins, she saw him return with a packet in his hand.
He got inside the car and gave her the packet containing pizza. How could he not do that for her. He had noticed the glint in her eyes just at the mention of pizza.
He saw her looking at it with hungry eyes, ready to pound at it any moment.
She opened it and started eating even before Asad could ask her to. He continued driving back to home, trying to concentrate on the road and not her ! She looked so adorable eating that pizza. He could see her relish each and every bite. By the time they reached home, she had gobbled down the whole thing. He looked at her amused and thought, was she actually so hungry or was it the pizza effect !?
He noticed that some cream from the pizza was still at the corner of her lips. He passed her his handkerchief and motioned her to wipe it. She quietly took it from him and wiped her lips, the cream still left there. He bent towards her and wiped it off slowly. He could feel her hot breath on his hands, and the feel of her soft petal like lips was so sensual. Desire began to fill in Zoya's eyes as he was just mere inches away from her.
She closed her eyes and parted her lips in anticipation. She couldn't understand what was happening to her.
The same heat began surrounding Asad. He leaned in closer to her, looking at her tempting, inviting form. His one touch was enough to melt her like a doll of wax. Moving his hands towards her cheeks slowly, his fingers threaded through her hair, catching hold of her tightly. She could feel butterflies doing a roller coaster ride in her stomach and a blush making her cheeks go scarlet.
Just as his lips were about to touch hers, he came out of the spell and moved back suddenly, straightening himself. The sudden loss of warmth and a hit of chill breeze startled her. All of Zoya's desires came crashing down like a sand castle. She got so embarassed and hurt thinking, what was I expecting !? A kiss ! That too from Mr.Khan, she sighed, trying to stop the tears from falling.
He closed his eyes and moved his hand through his thick hair, venting out his frustration. How could I get so out of control !? I have to stay away from her. Thats the only way she can be safe ! I shouldn't have done this, he sighed.
Both of them got down from the car and Asad walked inside avoiding her painfully questioning eyes. Yes, he was right ! He had seen pain in her eyes this time and questions that he always feared she would ask some day, those he wouldn't have answers to !
He informed Ammi each and every thing the doctor had said, while Zoya sat there quietly, lost in her own misery.
Every time she had found hope, it came crashing down faster than the previous time !
Every time she thought, Asad would take some time to come close to her, open up to
her, he showed her how wrong she was !
Every time she got a clue about her Abbu, she only seemed to be more distanced from him !
She wasn't that strong as she looked. So many times, she had broken down and composed herself.
It was hope, faith and trust on her Allah Miyan that kept her going.
Dilshaad asked Zoya to go to her room and stick to the bed as per the doctor's instructions. She told Zoya, ''Mai iss baare mein kuch nai sunna chahti... Tum bas aaraam karogi ab... Baaki sab kuch mai sambhal lungi...''to which Zoya silently nodded and headed towards her room.
Zoya did as the doctor had said, took complete bed rest, ate on time and had her medicines regularly whereas Asad found it very difficult to cope up with everything.
He misplaced something almost everyday and shouted at everyone for not keeping his things safely. He wondered what was wrong with him, not realising that it had always been Zoya who took care of his every little necessity.
His Ammi had totally lost the habit of keeping things in accordance to his wish; the way he preferred the dining table to be and his coffee. It was all since Zoya had taken charge of him. She never had to worry about Asad anymore.
''Ammi meri ghadi kahan hai ??'' Asad shouted in the hall.
''Jahan rakhi thi..wahin hogi Asad..dhyaan se dekho..'' came Dilshaad's reply from the kitchen.
''Nahi mil rahi Ammi..yahin pe toh rakhi thi !'' Asad replied getting really late for office. This had become his daily routine for three weeks, since Zoya had become bed ridden. Getting late for office, spending more time in looking for things such as files than working on them, was very normal for The Asad Ahmed Khan now.
''Zoya se pucho beta...usse zaroor pata hoga..'' he heard his Ammi say.
Thats what he would always end up doing, going to Zoya ! She always knew perfectly where he left his things and where they could be found. Still he would prefer looking for them himself than asking her directly, knowing how egoisitic he was !
He had tried his best to stay away from her these three weeks, handing over her responsibility to Ammi and Najma. They always took care of her every need and could also understand her better.
Her stomach had started showing a little and Asad was still unaware of it ! She knew he was avoiding her, which initially broke her, but she had decided that this time she wouldn't let him go easily. It was his baby in her womb and she couldn't let him escape from the baby !
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