The Trap (AsYa) updated Pt 2 on Pg 7(PMs 2morrow) - Page 5

Approaching the jeep, Asad hold the door to the passenger seat open for the girl and gestured at her to get in.

She timidly settled down in her seat and Asad crossed over to the other side and stepped into the driver's seat. The engine sprang into life and soon Asad drove away.

As the car was dashing through the darkness, Asad glanced at his newly wedded wife who was looking out of the window. He cleared his throat to grab her attention and was immediately successful in doing so. She turned to look back at him and he could see fear still lingering within her eyes. In order to alleviate her fear, he endeavored to sooth her.

Asad : "Please don't be frightened. No one can harm you as long as I'm with you. You are absolutely safe now. So just relax."

It was at this moment that the girl spoke: "Thank you. Thank you so much for saving my life. And I'm sorry. So sorry for all the predicaments I have caused you..

Asad smiled a little at the nave girl and replied gently: "Its okay. There's no need for you to apologize. There wasn't any fault of yours in all these mess. Umm'.may I know your name?"

The girl nodded while wiping off her tears: "Sure. I'm Zoya."

Asad smiled : "Zoya. Nice name."

Zoya : "Thank you."

Asad tore away his gaze and concentrated on driving. The rest of the journey was silent and soon they reached Asad's residence.

Both stepped out of the car and Asad led Zoya to the house. He unlocked the door and pushed it ajar and stood aside, giving Zoya the space to move inside first.

As she stepped inside the living room, Zoya was mesmerized by the elegant but simple decor of the house.

It was a one storied bungalow with three bedrooms with attached washrooms and attached balconies, one living room, and one kitchen. The bungalow was situated amidst the serenity and natural beauty of a hilly area.

The living room was painted in light blue and was furnished with simple yet sophisticated furniture. The walls were adorned with beautiful paintings of landscape. The living room was oval shaped and on one end of it was the main entrance while on the other end were four doors leading to the three bedrooms and the kitchen cum dining space.

Zoya was engrossed in appreciation of her surroundings when she was baffled as someone spoke near her ears and she whirled around, scared.

Asad immediately raised both his hands up in a surrendering gesture and apologized in haste: "Oh I'm so sorry! My intention wasn't to scare you away. I think since I spoke all of a sudden you got frightened. I was just saying that from today onward this is your home too and you can live here as you please. "

Zoya replied in a choked voice: "Thank you so much."

Asad smiled affably at her as he replied: "That's OK Zoya. I'm Asad. Asad Ahmad Khan."

Zoya : "Asad..uh..I'm sorry..I mean Mr. Khan.."

However, she was cut short by Asad : "it's okay. You can call me Asad. It's much easier. So you were saying something?"

A small smile crept up onto Zoya's lips: "Uh..I was asking whether someone else also lives here?"

Asad : "Except the two of us no one else lives here. So'friends?"

Asad stretched out his hand for a shake with a sweet and enticing smile lingering on his lips. Zoya timidly put her soft and relatively smaller palm in his bigger one.

Zoya : "Friends."

Asad grinned for the first time till they met and got married, accidentally: "Okay! But the same goes for you too. Anyways you go and freshen up. All the 3 bedrooms have attached washrooms. You can use any one of them. "

Zoya : "Ok!"

She came to an abrupt halt after taking two or three steps towards one of the rooms, bit her lower lip and turned around hesitatingly.

Asad raised his brows inquisitively and asked: "What's wrong?"

Zoya : "Uh..what should I change into? I don't have a single outfit with me?"

Asad closed his eyes and mentally smacked himself: "Shit! I haven't given that any thought at all. (Then after pondering over the situation for a moment he arrived at a conclusion) Okay listen you can do one thing but first you have to promise me that you are not going to kill me after hearing my suggestion?"

Zoya was befuddled at his sudden question: "But why would I do that? And what is the suggestion?"

Now it was Asad's turn to fumble with words: "Uh..see don't misunderstand me..I was just saying this for your own comfort."

Zoya : "Asad first you calm down. Why are you so nervous? What's the matter that you are hesitating so much? Go on. Tell me."

Asad closed his eyes and ranted in one go: "you can wear my clothes tonight."

He said it in such a haste that it was totally incomprehensible. He sighed in relief and finally opened his eyes only to see a very flabbergasted Zoya who was gaping at him with a confounded expression adorning her countenance.

Zoya : "Uh..just what did you say? I couldn't understand a single thing."

Asad gulped the constriction in his throat n replied timidly: "I was saying that tonight you can wear my clothes if you like."

Hearing this, Zoya's eyes widened in anticipation: "Ton..tonight?"

Asad frowned as he was clueless about the apprehension he could feel in her voice and replied innocently: "Yeah tonight. (But soon comprehension dawned on him and his eyes widened as he realized what she must have interpreted out of his simple words) No! No! No! It's not what you are thinking. I just meant that you can mange with my clothes tonight. Tomorrow we'll have a shopping trip and we can buy all of your necessities. Actually no woman has stayed here ever before so there's nothing in this house that belongs to any woman. By the way you can use any of the two rooms here. That room at the right end is my bedroom."

Zoya sighed in relief as comprehension dawned on her and his elucidation clarified her misconceptions.

Zoya : "Your clothes? But..okay..anyways we don't have any other option."

Asad sighed as if a heavy burden had been relieved off his chest.

Asad : " Great then. The first room from the right end is mine. Wardrobe isn't locked. So you can choose and change into whatever that fits you. Though I doubt anything would."

He muttered the last part to himself only.

Zoya nodded and made her way to his room.

Asad slumped down on the couch with a thud. He sighed as he pondered over the last few hours of his life. Few hours earlier he was a bachelor with no near term plan of wedding in his to-do list but now with the aid of destiny's caprices at the moment he was a married man and his wife was a complete stranger to him and he had absolutely no idea where exactly this relation would head.

He himself had no clue how much time had passed since he was engrossed in his own world. However, soon he came out of his musings as he heard soft footsteps and looked up.

Phew finally got the whole part posted. It took me more effort to get this part posted than it took to write the part. 😲 Sorry buddies I have changed the dialogues into English from Hindi as it was showing error.😕 Hope u all like the part. 😊