AsYa : Really? (updated part 4 page 8

Asad was working calmly at his computer when Zoya barged into his room seething with anger. "Ms.Farooqi how many times do I have to tell you that you should knock before you enter someone's room?" said Asad in a condescending tone as he casually glanced up from his work.

Not wasting any time Zoya blasted at him, "why did you tell Phuphi that I should be kept under watch?"

"Because knowing you Ms.Farooqi, you would be up and raising hell before you even give your body time to recover, not even two days ago you were in an accident that could have cost you your life and you're here screaming about why I want the best for you!", by now Asad had stood up and while he ranted he strode towards her until he was within an arm's length of her.

"Please don't act like you care about me Mr.Khan, ever since I've come here you had wanted me to go back", she said stepping in closer to him.

"Sometimes I say things that I do not mean Ms. Farooqi, you should not take everything that comes out of my mouth as the truth," he said as he too stepped closer to her. By now they were nearly nose to nose and breathing hard. With both of them clearly affected with the close proximity they stood at, it became hard for them to take their eyes of each other. Asad expression softened and Zoya's eyes bore into Asad's, whose eyes flitted down to her lips and then rose to meet her gaze again. Suddenly realizing the position they were in they avoided each other's eyes and took a step back. Zoya began to blush and hightailed out of his room like she was running from a fire. Asad tried to make a move to stop her but pulled back at the last moment realizing what he was about to do. He rubbed his hands over his face and heaved a big sigh before trying to get back to his work.

Zoya paced back and forth in her room trying to figure out what had come over both of them in Asad's room. Asad no less then proclaimed every day that he rued her existence in the house so then why did her heart beat frantically when he came near her?. Why did she feel the need to always rile him up? These were questions that she had no answers to and this really annoyed her. Putting this out of her mind for the time being she heard phuphi call her so went to see what the lady whom she considered to be her mother wanted.

Three days had passed and Zoya's health had improved considerably, she had promised Tamatar that when she got better they would leave for their road trip. Najma's holiday had started and she wanted to spend it with Zoya as she would be leaving to go back to New York soon. Asad's permission to go on the trip was the last thing to ask for and Zoya knew that was not going to be easy to obtain. Zoya intercepted Asad just before he had to go to work, as she knew that he was already late and might give her permission just to get her out of his hair

"Mr.Khan, wait up I have to ask you something!" she called out to him.

"Ms.Farooqi if you don't mind I have to get to work, some of us have a job to do and I am already running late as it is, so if this is not important then it can wait", he said as he took long strides towards the door.

Zoya ran ahead of him and put herself between him and the door, "Mr.Khan I just need to ask you a question," she stopped for a while as she registered what he said, "and what do you mean some of us have a job to do, I'll have you know that if I wanted a job I could have gotten one I am quite smart, anyway I don't want to start a fight with you'.."

"Ms. Farooqi would you just get to the point already", he cut her off.

"I am, do you not have any patience!!!" she stopped and thought for a while, it is probably not a good idea to aggravate him if I need to ask him for something, "I mean," she pasted on an innocent smile and dropped her eyes, "you are such a good and kind man(it was hard enough for her to come up with that compliment) Najma had wanted to spend her holiday's with me on a road trip and i have already gotten phoophi's permission but she had said that I should just confirm with you, please let her go with me Mr.Khan, it would be a fun experience and she would get to see the real world.

Asad looked down for a second pondering about her question then he looked up with a devilish smile gracing his face, "okay".

"Please Mr.Khan I have not asked you for'..wait what did you say?"

"I said okay,she can go". Zoya could not believe her luck, Akdu Ahmed khan had just agreed!!! She did a little victory dance in her head. "Anyway's I do have three weeks of holiday that I can still take, I'll pack my bags, when are we leaving Ms. Farooqi?"

Zoya was still in her victory dance state so she answered without thinking about his question, "on Tuesday".

"Good," said Asad, "now if you'll excuse me'," he opened the door and stepped out closing the door behind him.

A few moments passed, "wait, did Mr.Khan just insinuate that he would be joining us?" after realizing that he did in fact do so she let out a big irritated sigh and stalked off to her room to plan for operation: 'Jahapanah wet blanket should stay at home so we could have fun', in short : JWBSSAHSWCHF.