First of all thank you so much for your wonderful comments my lovelies. You know before writing I think about the comments you guys leave for me reading them over and over again, and I just wonder I could never dedicate anything as beautiful to guys to show you my gratitude. *sighs*I love you beautifuls!
Secondly, Sorry for the lateness, I've had the worst 2 weeks ever!
Chapter Five
Zoya stormed out of her office in a distressed state, she walked down past the waiting area to the main reception. She kept her eyes on Rosie the receptionist as she held her bag close to her side. Yes Zoya. Ignore him. Don't look that way. She could feel his intense gaze on her sending cold shivers down her spine but she carried on walking, clicking her heels into the not so noisy office...
'Rosie, I'm signing out can I have the register please?' Zoya said keeping a straight posture. She hid her vulnerability, she will not show him he had affected her, so many ways; what ways she'll find out once she gets home. For now she wanted to run away from here, 'Where's Rayhan?' She asked whilst signing the book,
'He left an hour back, I don't think he's coming back today' she answered rest of Zoya's questions before being asked,
'Do me a favour, make copies off this and post it to everyone's cabin for tomorrow. I've emailed you more schedules and plans, please make sure it reaches everyone. I will be working from home tomorrow, please direct any urgent calls to me otherwise Rayhan will handle it. Thanks sweetie' Zoya smiled whilst Rosie nodded at her obediently. Zoya sighed heavily as she closed her eyes for a moment; she heard footsteps approaching her, 'byeee!' Zoya exclaimed before rushing towards the doors and out before the footsteps could reach her. She waved for a taxi and jumped inside.
'RAYHAN ALI!' Zoya screamed once she entered the apartment, she looked straight at him whilst his gaze shot up at her. He fussed with his apron and stopped his chef hat from falling off his head. She kicked the door shut without removing her gaze and threw her bag on the floor.
'HEYYY!' Rayhan gulped, 'You're home early sweetheart!' He fluttered his eyelashes as he swung his body side to side.
'Eurgh stop acting so gay Rayhan while I'm in the middle of having an argument' retorted Zoya as she breathed out, baffled at his stupid behaviour. 'I er' She creased her forehead, 'What was I saying? Great I forgot!' Rayhan sighed a breath of relief,
'Hungry?' He asked trying not to push it,
'HUNGRY?ARGHHH! You said you were going to get me a coffee and some food! WHERE THE HELL DID YOU DISAPPEAR?! How could you Ray?'
'How could I what?' He asked, she looked at his curious face. She tore her gaze away not wanting to tell him about her interaction with Asad. Rayhan would be furious, at the moment Rayhan wanted to beat him up, if he found out about today Rayhan would bury him alive for even trying to come near her. Bury him alive? Zoya's body tensed as she remembered the Mangalpur incident, her eyes welled up, 'Zoya?!' Rayhan called out,
'Hungry? How could you let me stay hungry on my first day at work Ray?!' Zoya pushed back the tears, Zoya looked around her furiously and grabbed the new vase they had just brought yesterday. She held it in front of her, ready to attack,
'Zoya yaar? Itna violent? Look I'm cooking for you' He smiled sheepishly as he opened the lid and took in the smell of his dish, 'BEAUTIFUL!' He said in an Italian accent holding his hand up making a perfect sign with his fingers. Zoya narrowed her eyebrows,
'Never mess with a booki aurat-'
'Aurat and tum?' Rayhan coughed out almost choking, he grabbed the glass of water and gulped it down. He calmed himself down to find an enraged Zoya breathing fire at him, he smiled widely at her.
'RAYHAAAN!' Screamed Zoya very irritated, she walked towards him, 'Do you remember what you did when I forgot your sandwich once? You nearly killed me for a piece of food! YOU FAT GORILLA!' She spat at him, 'because of you I've been running around like a headless chicken all day, without eating anything and YOU couldn't even get me a coffee…' Well she did get her coffee, but that was a different matter altogether.
'Sorry Zo, Me forgot' He frowned feeling guilty, he looked at her with his puppy dog eyes, Zoya rolled her eyes as she attacked him with the vase,
'STOPPP!' Shouted Rayhan in an angry voice in Rajnikant style, Zoya halted with the vase half way in the air and stared at him with wide eyes, he held the frying spoon in front of him to indicate his seriousness. Zoya took the vase and held it to her chest as he put the spoon down and walked to the other side of the kitchen work desk picking up a framed picture. He turned around as he lovingly stroked the picture, 'Mere darling ke saamne maath maro, izzat ka sawal hai' he cried as he took the picture to his cheek and closed his eyes. Zoya smacked her forehead with the vase at his nautanki,
'Ouch!' She rubbed her forehead, 'Ray? WHAT THE HELL?!'
'Megan darlsss, one minute' He patted her picture and put it upside down on the table. He turned towards her, 'Maaro' He half closed his eyes,
'YOU ARE IMPOSSIBLE!!!! Megan Fox doesn't even know you exist!!!!!!'
'Ouch Zoya, that hurt' he held his chest in a dramatic way, 'You certainly don't know how to let people down easy…' he shook his head at her,
'Allah Miyaan, please why are you punishing me' She looked up, 'Iss bandhar ko bina brains ke iss duniya mein kaise chor diya? Isske toh dimaag nahin, lekin jin logon mein hai unke woh chabbar chabbar ko ka raha hai' Zoya threw the vase at him and stormed towards her room as he let out a chuckle.
'Food's ready!' He shouted behind her,
'COMING!' Zoya thrashed the door close behind her.
'Coffee?' Zoya looked to her side to find Rayhan smiling at her holding two cups of steaming hot coffee. She took hers from his hand,
'Thanks Ray' She returned his smile as he put his arm over her and looked into the distant with her,
'Don't you miss New York Zoya?' He finally broke the silence,
'Thoda sa…' She replied,
'Why didn't you leave with aapi?'
'Pata nahin… pata nahin kyun aisa lagta hai ki mera sab kuch yahi India main hai. Issiliye mein aapi ke saath nahi jaa saka…' Zoya sighed, 'Sab kuch khatam ho gaya yahan mere liye lekin aisa lagta hai mein India ko chor kar kahin aur settle nahi ho sakungi. Mein iss duniya ke siva kisse aur duniya ko nahin jaanta hoon…' She looked at Rayhan who was staring at her intently,
'Itna pyaar karte ho tum unko?' He said holding onto her gaze,
'Haan isse bhi zyada, maine khabie kissi ko itna pyaar nahi kiya jo mein unse karta hoon. Lekin kehte hai na, some things are not meant to be. Mere pyaar kitna bhi gehra na ho, the pain he has caused by raising a question about my character, his lack of trust and the pain he has caused to my heart, I don't think I can forgive him so easily. I will yearn for him but I will never give in. Yeh mera pyaar ka imtehaan, yeh mera vajood ka imtehaan hai…' She held her chest, 'My father left my mother Ray, you know what marriage means to me. I cannot live with a person who doesn't trust me, marriages don't last like that. Marriage is a life time commitment built with love and trust… haan lekin yeh ek aur sach hai ki mein kissi aur ko pyaar nahi kar sakti… ever!' Zoya turned around to go,
'Zoya?' He held her hand, she came and stood beside him, 'You spoke to him today, didn't you?'
'Haan, how do you know?'
'I know you Zoya. Apart from that, look how intently you're drinking your coffee…' Zoya's eyes widened as she stared at him, Ray was there? He nodded at her answering the questions she was asking mentally. Zoya closed her eyes as he took the cup out of her grip and put it on the stool beside him. He grabbed her shoulders pulling her in for a hug, 'Tum India mein aake kitna emotional ho gaye ho' He smiled as he caressed her hair. She laughed into his shoulder.
'That's it Zoya, keep smiling like this. Keep strong like this' He thought to himself. He didn't let her go sleep early today because of what happened the night before. She sat in the corner of her room with her lights dimly lit and cried her heart out. He watched her from afar, he watched her in deep thought before bursting into tears. She whispered ammi continuously before finally drifting off to sleep. The next morning she acted like nothing happened. She breaks down at night and puts herself together for the next day. Zoya loves Asad immensely but he has scarred her very badly. What has Asad done to this beautiful girl, the one who makes everyone laugh cries herself to sleep? Life is so cruel, Asad is cruel for doing something like this to her. He had heard only half of their conversation outside the office today, he wanted to run in there and shield Zoya but it was important they came face to face. It was important for Asad to grovel in front of Zoya, it was important for him to also understand how it feels to be spoken down upon every single time. Rayhan felt bad for using Zoya's anger towards Asad as part of his plan, but only this so called hatred can bring out the love in both of them. No doubt Zoya must regret everything she said to him today, but it will give Asad the will power to fight for her. It will give Asad the strength to fight against him for Zoya, yes Rayhan has officially become the villain in their love story.
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'Zoya?' He called as he bent down and tapped her shoulder only to have her go flying forward causing him to suddenly crash backwards. He sat up and stared at her with wide eyes,
'OUCH!' She cried holding her leg, she looked up at him, 'YOU BUFFOON!' She scolded, 'You scared me' She chided him,
'I scared you? HAAA! I thought you only looking in the mirror does that' He laughed, 'And what were you doing?'
'YOU!' She gritted her teeth, 'Yoga! I was doing yoga, you do not sneak up on people like that' She narrowed her eyebrows at him,
'That was YOGA? And that too in that dress? I thought you were dead' he breathed out, 'Okay sorry! You do know we're late…' He looked at his watch and then back at her,
'No you are' She smiled, 'I'm working from home today, but looks like I won't be able to ever go work after what you've done' She massaged her feet, 'It's killing…' She cried,
'Okay come here' He helped her up and supported her to the seating area,
'Listen you go, I'll be fine…'
'You sure?'
'YAAHH! No go, you'll be late…' She pushed him to get up,
'Okay call me if you need anything' He smiled at her before running for the door.
'Idiot!' She mumbled before lying back against the pillow and closing her eyes.
Her eyes flung open as she heard the doorbell ring, she looked up at the clock on the wall, she had only closed her eyes for two minutes? She cursed Rayhan under her breath before forcing herself up and supporting herself against the wall. She limped slowly towards the door,
'Ray ki bachhe, CHILL, I'm coming…' She shouted before pulling the door open, 'What have you forgotten this time?' She screamed as she looked up. She tensed seeing the person on the other side.
'Aapko' Replied Asad as he smiled at her. She looked beautiful in her morning attire, dressed in a yellow chiffon dress up to her knees with black leggings. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun with loose strands dancing everywhere. She had no make-up on but she was glowing more than ever. Asad was lost in her beauty,
'Excuse me?' Zoya retorted, Asad broke out of his chain of thoughts,
'Can I come in?' He stepped forward only to have her block the entrance with her arms out,
'No yo- OUCHH!' Cried Zoya as she put pressure on her hurt foot, she hopped onto her better foot only to lose her balance and go flying back, Zoya closed her eyes as she fell backwards only to have something go around her waist pulling her upwards. After feeling she missed the drop, she opened her eyes to find him staring at her with a small grin on his face, 'WHAT?' She followed his gaze to find his arms wrapped around her waist, she pulled them off and stepped backwards wincing in pain, 'Why are you here?' She massaged her forehead not being able to take the pain, physical pain. She looked up at him to find him silently staring at her, 'Mr Khan?' She asked before grabbing the door and almost closing it halfway,
'Miss Farooqui, mujhe aap se baat karni hai' He said in a normal tone as he held the door from closing,
'Aaap please yahan se chale jaye, mujhe aap se kuch baat nahi karni…'
'It's about the project…'
'I'm sorry but Rayhan is handling it today… I'm-'
'Mujhe AAP se baat karni hai… Urgent' He repeated as he closed in on her increasing the proximity between them. Zoya held her breath as she mentally cried. Why doesn't he understand? Why is he punishing me? Why can he not see how much it hurts me to see him in front of me? No not the damn foot, my heart.
'Aap aise kyun kar rahe ho Mr Khan? Please talk to Rayhan I've taken an off today' Zoya hopped back further turning away from him, 'You know what fix a meeting with me, I'll meet you at the office another day but today could you please go from here before I forget my manners?'
'Is that a way to treat a guest Zoya?'
'Guest?' Zoya sarcastically laughed as she turned around and stared at him whilst crossing her arms, 'You're not a guest here Mr Khan, you're trespassing because I didn't give you the permission to enter. Talking about guests Mr Khan, aap ne toh badeh acche tarah mere swagat kiya hai aapne ghar mein, aur khaatir dari mein kissi kami nahi mili aap ki taraf se… Let's just say aapne mujhe daard mehsoos karna hi choda diya… You know your slaps, your insults, your abuse… Vahh Mr Khan, mujhe yeh nahi laga ki mein aapki ghar mein mehmaan hoon. Oh yeah how can I forget, trust? You can search my house Mr Khan, I didn't steal anything before I left' She looked him in the eye as she spoke in her bitter tone; yes Mr Khan, you've made me into this.
'Zoya…' He whispered hurt by her words once again,
'Mr Khan mein aapse sirf itna kehne ayi hoon that…that I'm really sorry-'
*SLAPS*
Asad closed his eyes as the noises from the slap echoed back into his ears, filling the deadly silence around him.
'Miss Farooqui… agar aaj ke baad aap ammi ke aas paas dikhai bhi diye I swear… mein aapki jaan le lunga. I'll kill you, I mean that!'
Asad fisted his hands as the memories of that day flashed before his eyes, he watched as he pinned her against the wall and threatened her.
'…Main janta hoon inn rishton ki aap ke liye koi ehmiyaat nahin…Shayad issi liye khuda ne aapko ammi nahi diye'
Tears escaped from Asad's closed eyes as he remembered those hurtful words. He opened his reddened eyes to stare at her pained expression,
'Zoya-'
'Don't Mr Khan, please go!'
'Zoya please… Mujhe maaf-'
'Aapko sunaye nahi deta Mr Khan?' Spoke a voice from behind. Zoya looked past Asad to find an angry Rayhan standing behind him with fisted hands. Asad looked into Zoya's scared eyes, he turned his body to meet Rayhan's enraged eyes, 'Mr Khan' Rayhaan spoke with sarcasm, 'I'm asking you nicely because we're business partners… Please could you leave' He said in a stern voice.
'Rayhan I-'
'I think it's Mr Ali, Could you leave OUR apartment please?' He said once again this time sounding very rude, he brushed past him and stood next to Zoya, 'Zo, tum inke saath yahan… akele?' He asked with the corner of his eyes watching Asad's face.
'Nahi… Woh'Zoya stared at Rayhan shocked at what he was indicating; she looked down towards the floor,
'Jee nahi, I just knocked' Asad spoke on her behalf, 'I just wanted to, busi-'
'No need for any explanations' Rayhan laughed as he put his arm on her shoulder, Asad twitched slightly, 'I was just kidding… how do you like my acting?' He asked as he looked at both of them. Zoya blinked a few times, 'How's your foot Zoe? Listen I've brought meds, I'm taking the day off too!' He cheered, 'Would you like to come in Mr Khan?' He looked towards an expressionless Asad,
'No thank you, maybe another time' Asad smiled, 'Get well soon Miss Farooqui' And with that Asad walked away…
'Let's go sunshine' Rayhan laughed picking Zoya up as she protested, he walked towards the seating area as she stared at Asad's retreating back, he stopped and turned towards her. His eyes; they hadn't given up.
PRECAP: Asad hands slid on her bare waist as he turned her, she spun on her feet splashing the water all over.
RAIN ROMANCE GUYS! Can't give too much away!
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So, how is it? Do leave your comments behind beautifuls.
GAHHH! I went crazy looking for old dialogues, I kinda got pissed with Asad again after today's beautiful episode… anyways what was I saying? Yesss, it took me agesss by the time I found it I totally forgot what I was going to write. *sighs* I usually write with the flow, trust me half of this stuff I didn't even think of before writing. BUT rain romance will be a special one. Let's see if you like the new twist.
Ignore the mistakes guys, I usually write all my stuff on my phone before emailing it to myself and posting it from my laptop. Yes, despite my laptop, I'm lazy to even proofread. I prefer skim reading. LOOOL!
Much loves guysss, xoxo
P.S. Hope you guys understand the message I'm trying to give, well hints, to Asad through the conversation between the 3.
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