SS/FF- Unresolved Marriage pg 26 note - Page 10

I have had a whooping 2 hours of sleep...my eye is twitching..I just took one of my finals and now I have to study for tomorrow's final. I wholly expect to pass out tomorrow after my final at 11 am so do not expect an update until later tomorrow. Unless ofcourse I am running purely on sugar (which I might take tonight...coffee, lots of it and sugar) because I needed it to stay awake all night.

Zoya showered, dressed, and went downstairs to make breakfast for him. But he was already gone. With a sad face, Zoya sat down on the dining table. So was this to be her life now? Waiting on her husband...waiting on him to care for her, waiting on him to accept her? No, she would make him accept her. He was her husband now afterall. If she had to live the rest of her life with him, she would be damned before she would spend it like this waiting on him. He would have to do his fair share of waiting on her.

Zoya changed her clothes from the boring salwar she had worn with the duppata, thinking he would like to see her in that form, and wore her jeans again. She stood in front of the mirror feeling herself again. This was her. He had to accept her the way she was. It could not live with haves and have nots. She was not Tanveer...who could act being all traditional. Tanveer...Asad had said he would tell phuphi about Tanveer so what had he done about his so called best friend trying to kill her? Well, that gave her an excuse to call him.

"Hello," she heard the husky male voice, her knees going a little weak. How could he sound so good...how could any man sound so good?

Zoya shook her head, riding his affect on her, and said, "what happened about Tanveer? I thought we were going to tell phuphi this morning about that woman, but you left," indirectly getting her anger out at finding him gone this morning when she had wanted to actually do something for him, when she had wanted to cook for him.

"Yes, I am actually looking for her right now. I have to find out what happened. I have already visited all the places she could be, but I haven't found her yet."

Zoya got a little jealous at that. Why did HE have to look for that...woman.

"Why can't you just file a police report? She did try to kill me afterall," reminding him that she was not the sweet innocent Tanveer he thought, but she was actually a black hearted murderer.

"I ummm...I don't know, I guess I wanted to talk to her first and find out what happened. I wanted to hear the truth from her."

"Ofcourse because she is your best friend. You never give me the benefit of doubt whenever I accidentally make a mistake, but since she is your best friend even attempt to murder is given the benefit of doubt..." Zoya said annoyed at him.

"No...it's not like that Zoya."

"Whatever, when are we telling phuphi?"

"When I come back home tonight." Not caring to listen anymore, so hung up before he could say anything else.

Later that night he came back home.

She went to open the door and as soon as he saw her, he looked a bit taken aback. She did not know why though.

After dinner, they told phuphi and Najma about Tanveer. They were really shocked because they had not expected that from Tanveer.

"I just can't believe that the sweet, innocent girl can do something like that. It's so strange how someone can pretend to be so sweet on the outside and be so evil on the inside. Strange how you can know someone for years and yet not know the truth behind them," said phuphi clearly shocked at the revelation.

Later, Zoya was getting ready for bed as Asad came in the room.

"How is phuphi now?" she asked him.

"Still a little shocked but she will be fine."

"Ummm Zoya. I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Hmmm..."

"Umm what are you wearing?"

Zoya looked down at her clothes wondering if it was indecent. "What, what's wrong with this outfit?"

"Nothing...I just thought from now on you would wear traditional clothes since you are married."

Oh the audacity of this man. Zoya lost it a little then. "Oh really. You think I should wear traditional clothes. What else do you think. Should I just sit quietly in one corner of the room and listen to everything you say as if it is the word of God? Who do you think you are?"

"Your husband."

"Haan toh (So what). So what if you are my husband. You think you can tell me what to wear, how to behave, how to live my life. No." Zoya looked down at herself and said "this is who I am. If you don't like my clothes then you don't just have a problem with my clothes, but with my personality, my lifestyle. So do you?

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Kinda short I know. But I am tired...still exhausted due to sleep deprivation. But done with my exams though so yeahhh. Anyways, comment and let me know if you like the way the story is progressing.

you go girl!😃

this is what i love about zoya 😊 and asad is focusing on the clothes-- really?! rude awakening awaits you asad miya 😃

fab job, as always 😉👏

he acutallly wants her to wwear wht he wants wht a moron man

asad plzz man stop ur stupid fuss ova clothes

loved the udpate but miss asya scnes

plzzz con soon plzzz