Did He Just Said that? - OS #2 P10 *Completed*

Zoya kept staring at Asad's figure which at present carried Tanveer inside the mansion. She actually wasn't staring at them. She indeed was having flashbacks of a little girl hovering in a house which was on fire and the girl was probably screaming for her ammi. Her shrieks scared the day light out of Zoya. Sweat beads started to form on her forehead. Just the moment she wiped them, more made their way out. She was shivering due to the scene which played in front of her eyes all over again. It always felt to her that it was she who was that little girl. She shut her eyes shut and clutched the dupatta of her heavy dress. Her head was rotating and she felt it throbbing hard. She made her way towards the mansion. Everyone hovering around Tanveer was the scene which welcomed her. She didn't payed much attention to it for this time as her head was really hurting badly. She went up to her room and thought a hot shower would do the work. Setting the A.C. on, she went inside the washroom to have a quick hot shower and then to go to sleep. The pain was just increasing with every passing moment and she surely wasn't able to handle it up. She fumbled a bit but finally made her way towards the shower. Feeling the hot drops of water hit her body, made her relax a bit. As she came out of the washroom feeling a bit good, she felt shivers ran down her spine due to the cold atmosphere. She changed quickly and went under the quilt and drifted of the sleep.

There, Tanveer was admitted in the hospital. Only one person was allowed to stay for the night and Dilshaad choose to stay for the night. Asad and Najma came back home exhausted. Najma retired back to her room and fell asleep just the second she hit her bed while Asad was still thinking about the events to today's day. First the jhumar felling on Zoya, then Tanveer on fire.

"Am I missing something?" he thought and he remembered that he had CC TV camera's set in his house ever since jash-ne-saugaat fiasco. He made up a mind to see the videos once ha came back making up his black and bitter coffee for himself. Just as he was to leave for downstairs, he peeped inside Zoya's room to find her fast asleep, hugging the quilt as if she was shivering from cold. He went inside, kept a hand on her forehead and he felt the temprature normal. He smiled, caressed her hairs and left as he saw a small smile on her lips which wasn't there before. He smiled on his way down that his one touch can make her smile. Making his black and bitter coffee, he went to his room, took his laptop and started off with the work. He started to view the videos and what he saw gave him an heart-attack.

First, he saw Tanveer trying to cut the rope to which the jhumar was tied with. Then when she failed to do that by dropping the knife down, he saw another woman helping her by giving her a candle with the help of which she burnt the rope and the jhumar felt down. It would have hit her hard if the two women had not pushed her at the same time. Secondly, he saw Tanveer putting fire on her own self.

Questions started to brim his mind. What is her intention? Why is she doing this? What's her problem with Zoya? How could she try to kill the love of his life.

Things somehow started to clear up in his mind.

- All the way long, it was zoya who was targeted.

- Tanveer tried to kill HIS Zoya.

- Tanveer didn't want him to Marry Zoya.

But the question was still the same; WHY?!

What was that little soul's mistake that she had to pay like this?

"Ya Allah, what is happening in my life!" Asad thought. The sudden thought of Tanveer trying to kill Zoya, filled him up with rage and most importantly Fear. Fear of loosing her... Fear of loosing her forever.

He rushed to her room and entered inside to find her shivering like anything. A look at the Air Conditioner, and his eyes widened due to the realization. It temperature was even below 16C. "Ya Allah!" he thought as he made his way towards her. She was burning hot and had a high fever. He picked her up and took her to his room. The sudden noises, woke Najma up as she went towards her bhaijaan's room only to see him rubbing Zoya's palm. She was soo sleepy that she was not getting the fact that why her bhaijaan is screaming and asking Zoya to get up when she looks like she is having a quite pleasant sleep.

Asad looked back to see her sister standing over there, rubbing her eyes. "Tamatar, bring some water and a clean cloth." Najma just obeyed her bhaijaan's order and brought the required things. Just as she saw what Asad was doing, her eyes widened up getting the fact. "Ya allah!" she spoke out as she went, sat beside Zoya's leg and started to rub them. "Bhaijaan ye sab kaise hua?" she asked him sobbing. "Tamaatar, shh... kuch nahi hoga. Kay?" She nodded at him meekly and continued rubbing Zoya's foot while Asad kept on changing the cloth after every few seconds.

They knew, no doctor would come at such a time and they continued doing it up till the morning. By morning, Zoya's temperature was down a bit. She tried to flutter her eyes open when she felt a hand on her forehead. She opened her eyes only to see a concerned Asad and Najma sitting, one carresing her feet and other changing the cloth from her forehead every now and then. She looked up at him, giving a short smile. She again felt Najma doing the same and pulled her leg in a swift. "Tamatar what are you doing?" she was a bit angry. Why the hell is she touching her feet. Not much a right thing.

Najma pouted and Asad asked her to go and have some sleep. Najma argued but a glare from Asad's side and she went all quite. "Mr. Khan aap Najma ko kyun daraate rehte ho!" she spoke out to him. "Aap chup kariye Miss Faarukhi. Aapko pata hai, kal raat aapki wajah se na main aur na hi najma soye hain.

To be continued