FF. MY OWN ASYA STORY!! Ch.37 Updated. Pg 79. - Page 3

Chapter 7 Zoya's revenge

Mr Khan was always working on his laptop, so maybe she could do something with that since she was a computer genius. She took out her Ipad and started to research some stuff. All of a sudden she looked up and noticed the time. Wow it was almost midnight and her neck was cramping up. She decided to go to sleep and would continue the next day. She woke up early and continued with her work.

Asad came to have breakfast and noticed it was quiet. Dilshad and Najma were slowly sipping their tea. Asad took a deep breath. This is how he liked it. Peace and quiet, no chattering and foolish talks at the table.

"Najma, where is zoya?" asked dilshad. Asad looked up, well the peace and quiet lasted 30 seconds and his mom had to go and ruin it by mentioning that girl's name.

"I dont know, she might be sleeping still." replied Najma.

"Ok, let her sleep." said dilshad.

Zoya meanwhile had figured out what to do. She would instill a virus in Mr khan's laptop and he will have no choice but to come to her for help. And the code word would be "mujhe maaf karo, zoya." She felt happy to be taking revenge and then thought that Mr. Khan had helped her with the bad guys so maybe she should not push it too much. Just the virus will be ok, sort of like tit for tat. She had the passcode to fix it. It will look like it will wipe out the laptop but it would be a dummy virus and as soon as she entered the code it would resume to normal.

Her plan set in motion, she was now trying to figure out how to get his laptop. Maybe she could ask to use it for work. That would be a good idea. She crept out of her room and walked to the front door just as Asad was going out. She tripped over the carpet and was about to fall when she felt strong arms holding her. She opened her eyes and was looking into the most amazing chocolate brown eyes with tiny flecks of gold. She had not noticed that before. Mr. Khan was handsome, wow, she could not look away. Something stirred inside her heart and she felt uncomfortable and steadied herself. She felt a spark shoot up her arms where Asad was holding her. Asad too felt something in his heart and was afraid of that feeling. She was like a bolt of lightning. Everytime he touched her, he felt a current go through him.

He looked at her angrily, "do you close your eyes when walking?" he asked

"No, i only close them while sleeping, " she replied cheekily. "anyway, Mr khan, Im sorry about yesterday and i really need a favor. Can i use your laptop this evening when you come home as I have a report to type up and its really hard on the ipad?"

He nodded and walked out. Zoya smiled and walked away. Mr Perfectionist will never know what hit him. Zoya kept everything ready for her plan and as soon as Asad came home she went to him and asked to use his laptop. She sat down on the sofa and Asad handed his laptop to her.

She had a whole report beside her to type up just to show that she was working and sat down to start. Asad sat on the other sofa while Najma and Dilshad were setting the table. Asad kept stealing glances at Zoya. She was biting her lip and almost drew blood from it. Asad jumped up to stop her from doing that and realized what he was about to do and sat down. She was concentrating really hard and her hair kept falling on her face and she would flick it back. God, she was beautiful and she had no idea about her beauty. He realized she never used any makeup or flaunted her beauty. She had dimples on both cheeks. He had not noticed that before. She suddenly glanced up and noticed him staring at her.

She had a horrified and shocked look and she kept staring at the screen and at him, "Mr. Khan, something is wrong with your laptop." she said.

Asad ran to her side and noticed the screen starting to break up like some areas going blank. He grabbed the laptop and started hitting buttons but nothing.

Zoya looked at him horrified, "what's wrong Mr Khan, my work is all gone, I did not even save it."

The blood drained from Asad's face and he switched off the laptop and started again and the screen was totally blank. What the hell was wrong? he wiped his brow and kept swearing and banging keys but nothing happened. He got the charger and thought maybe it needed to be charged but when he plugged the charger, he did not see the charge sign. This was bad, Oh shit, what was he going to do. The whole presentation for tomorrow's conference was on his laptop.

"Ms Farooki, what have you done. Dont you understand my whole presentation was in this laptop for tomorrow's conference and now it is gone." he shouted at zoya.

"Mr. Khan Im really sorry," said Zoya. "I dont know what happened, I was busy typing my report." Zoya voice trembled and she had tears in her eyes.

Asad felt like shit. it was not her fault, it could happen to anyone and he looked at her and said, "sorry, i am so mad and i took it out on you. I apologize."

Zoya was satisfied with his sorry even though it was not for the pizza but who cared, she got the man to say sorry and that's all that mattered. She should fix this now and said, "let me see what I can do since I know about computers a little." Well cant be any worse than this so might as well try something.

Asad looked at her like she had grown two horns. "How are you going to fix this?What do you know about computers, you are a reporter aren't you?"

Zoya took the laptop and said, "Mr. Khan, trust me, I know about computers, and anyway, what can I mess up, it's already not working, so i cannot make it worse can I?"

"Just leave it, i will call my tech guy to come over and take a look." argued Asad.

Zoya trembled, because if the tech guy came, then he will know what she had done. So before Asad could say anything, she snatched the laptop from his hands and started punching some keys which consisted of numbers and letters, waiting for the password screen to show up. Nothing happened. She then did another string of numbers and letters and still nothing happened. She tried again and again and started to panic. Oh God, what had she done? The pass code she had was not working. Dammit, she was in big trouble!

Chapter 8 Zoya fixes the presentation

"What is wrong? IT is supposed to work. "thought zoya.

She started sweating and her stomach felt like she would throw up. This was not good. Something was not right. This was supposed to be a fool virus and was supposed to come back to normal when you entered the code. How come it was not working. She then sat on the floor and started to enter a whole bunch of stuff. After about half an hour the screen came on and that was a relief. Asad heaved a sigh of relief, maybe nothing was lost. When zoya looked at the screen, there was nothing there. She started panicking. Shit!! that meant everything was deleted and the whole laptop wiped out and it was like starting with a new laptop. She tried to go see if she could restore the backup files but they were gone too. Zoya looked at Asad afraid of his reaction when she told him. This was all her fault, her and her revenge idea. She took a deep breath and blurted out that his computer was totally wiped out and his files were gone.

Asad jumped up and yelled, "What the hell? What the hell are you saying? I told you I should get my tech guy over. Now he too won't be able to salvage anything. Is there anything you dont meddle in?"

Zoya cringed a little seeing Asad's wrath. He suddenly stopped himself and took a deep breath. Why was he yelling at Zoya, it was not her fault. She was just trying to help him. He then defeatedly asked her to leave it, and he would get his tech guy to figure it out.

Asad rubbed his eyes and realized his presentation was a gonner. He would have to stay up all night and redo it. He had to get all the information and went outside to get some privacy to make his phone calls. He called his secretary and she answered in a drowsy voice. Asad looked at the time and realized she was home sleeping. Oh Great! He apologized and asked her if she had the information for the presentation with her. Luckily she had saved all his notes and accounts on a USB and would email it. Thank God for her. He checked his email on his phone and had already got the documents. He started drawing a model and manually plugged in numbers on paper and figured he might as well do it by hand. In the morning he would go to work early and enter it into his computer and it will all be done before the presentation.

A couple of hours later he was all done and satisfied that it looked like the one he had made, he stepped out of his room and went to the living room. Zoya was sitting cross legged on the floor and his laptop was on the coffee table. She had a pen in her hair which was holding her hair up. She had another pen in her mouth and her fingers were busy dancing over the kepboard. She was in deep concentration and did not even notice him standing there. He decided to leave her and go back to his room. She was probably feeling guilty that it was her fault and what harm could she do anyway. The laptop was already busted. He did not know when he fell asleep.

Zoya finally finished loading all the programs and took the laptop to Asad's room. She saw him sleeping and did not want to disturb him. She saw that he had the papers all ready to plug in information in the laptop. SInce this was all her fault, she decided to sit on the daybed in his room and work on his presentation.

She worked on it all night trying to decipher Mr. Akdu's handwriting which was like chicken scratch which is what took so long. Finally it was all done. She looked at the time and noticed it was almost 7 am. She felt so tired and decided to just rest awhile and before she realized it, she had dozed off.

Asad woke up, stretched his arms and sat up. He saw Zoya on his daybed and smiled thinking he was dreaming. He then got a reality check. Suddenly stood up and remembered last night's fiasco. He went over to the daybed and noticed zoya sleeping sideways. He looked at the time, it was 8 o'clock.

Wow, he had a lot of work to do loading all the information and his presentation was at 10. He took the laptop from under Zoya's hands and switched it on. He went to his program and noticed it was all loaded and ready to go. All the information was in it. He then realized there was papers all around the daybed which meant that Zoya had stayed up all night working on his presentation. He felt so really bad for yelling at her when it was not even her fault and she must have felt so guilty and repaired the laptop as well as fix his presentation. He decided to let her sleep and went to take a shower. He came out of the shower and noticed Zoya was still sleeping. Her hair had fallen on her face and Asad went up to her and kept staring at her. His hand itched to remove her hair from her face. "She was so beautiful and while sleeping looked so angelic. Who knew that this sweet innocent face belonged to a troublesome and annoying girl." thought Asad. He finished getting ready and picked up his laptop and put it into his bag. He was about to head out the door when he noticed Zoya stirring and muttering something.

She woke up with a sudden jump shouting, "i'm sorry Mr Khan, it was all my fault, but I've fixed your laptop and your presentation."

Asad looked at her and felt guilty for yelling at her, "it's ok Ms Farooqi, it was not your fault. It could have happened to anyone. Take care. After a few seconds added, "I will get the tech guy to take a look so it doesn's happen again."

Zoya just looked at him with a sleepy look and thought that she might be dreaming. Mr. Khan actually talked to her decently and asked her to take care. Wow!

Zoya smiled still half asleep. She missed hearing the part about the tech guy taking a look at the laptop and went to sleep.

Asad looked at her for a few mins waiting to see if she would wake up, but she was fast asleep. Anyway he had no time to get into this at the moment. He had to get to work.

Chapter 9 A little introduction to Zoya's partner.

Zoya decided to take out her Ipad and work on the reason she was in India. She had a picture of a building where her mom worked when she met her dad. She kept trying to google old buildings and searching for any buildings that looked like that. All of them looked almost the same. She did not have a lot to go on but Zoya Farooki never gave up.

After a few hours she felt her tummy growling and went to the kitchen looking for food. Phoopi and Najma were both out so she decided to make a sandwich for herself.

As soon as she got back to her room, her co-worker and partner Fardeen called. "Hello, Gorgeous!" That was his usual way of greeting all women, girls, old ladies etc. He was such a flirt. Their relationship was purely platonic. They were best friends since Kindergarten and infact Fardeen took her as a sister. Zoya called him Bhai.

Her Jeeju and Appi had tried their level best to get them married but what no one knew was that Fardeen was in love with his high school sweetheart. She was forced into marriage by her parents to this older man who had two kids already. The man was rich and successful but was a monster at home with his wife and children. It was rumored that he had killed his first wife. Fardeen refused to believe that his love was lost. Zoya had tried to explain that she was married and he had to give up but he refused to do that. She kept pestering him until he finally told her that when Azra (his love) married this monster, she was already pregnant with his child. He had no idea and she has not confirmed this either and that it is pure speculation because about 6 months after her marriage she delivered. Everyone was told 7 months but he knew the truth and he also knew that there was no one that she was with except him. He had tried numerous times to meet with her but it seemed like she was in a jail cell. Never allowed to go out alone and if she did it was with that monster of a husband. He had then placed someone in the house to keep an eye on her and watch out for her. From the info he received everyday from his spy, he knew she loved the three kids. That is what kept her going day after day. Zoya wished Fardeen got his love because everyone deserved love and happiness in their lives.

Fardeen cleared his throat which brought Zoya out of her thoughts.

"huh, hello, Bhai." she replied.

"So, what's going on with you? How come you took so long to reply?" asked Fardeen.

"Oh, was thinking of some thing." replied Zoya.

"So have you managed to find any info regarding your dad?" inquired Fardeen.

"No, have not managed to find anything." said Zoya.

"Oh come on, you are a computer genius. There is nothing related to computers you cannot do?" laughed Fardeen.

"not really. I messed up Mr. Khan's computer and then could not fix it. It took me forever to figure out something so basic." Said Zoya.

"Umm who is Mr. Khan?" asked Fardeen.

"Oh this guy whose family i am staying with." replied zoya.

"Oh, and what possessed you to mess with his computer?" inquired Fardeen.

"Well, I just wanted to take revenge after what he did to my pizza and before you go getting weird ideas, No, he is not my type." said Zoya.

"What did I say? I never said anything which means you think he is hot and handsome looking but you are trying to convince yourself he is not your type." said Fardeen laughing.

"Oh, Mr. Matchmaker, lets get back to looking for my father." said Zoya curtly.

"Ok, Ok, will not pester you, but he definitely has you on edge. Anyway, before you hang up on me, what were we talking about, Oh, yes, your father." said Fardeen.

"I have tried everything but the picture I have is really old and pretty much all buildings look the same. I will have to go out on foot and ask people in person." replied Zoya.

"Why dont you go to the indian building council or whatever they have and find out and I will see what I can find out here. I have a scanned print of that picture." said Fardeen.

"Actually you are right. I will have to check into that and see what happens and thanks for everything." replied Zoya.

"Anyway sis, take care and if you need anything, let me know." Said Fardeen.

Zoya remembered the project they had been working on and asked Fardeen about it. He replied all was good and he was just waiting for her to send the final numbers. She suddenly remembered that she needed money and asked him to wire some money so she could buy a laptop. She had an Ipad but it was not enough for her to do her work.

"Oh hello, what happened to all that cash you took?" asked Fardeen.

"Oh, well I was mugged and the thief took my purse so I have no money." lied Zoya. She knew that if she told him the truth, he and Jeeju both would be on the next flight to India. "Please dont tell Appi and Jeeju because they will worry and you know Appi is pregnant. I dont want her to have stress. That is why I have not asked them." pleaded Zoya.

"What the...! you got mugged? When? Where? Did they catch him? Do the police know?" asked Fardeen.

"Whoa! Hold the questions. It happened at the airport, the day I arrived and No they have not caught him and yes the police know. Happy?" asked Zoya.

"Are you ok? were you hurt?" asked Fardeen worried about Zoya being all alone in India.

"I am fine, Mr. Khan saved me and all was well." answered Zoya.

"Oh, Mr. Khan again...hmmm." teased Fardeen.

"Oh, stop it, dont start again." argued Zoya.

"Ok, Ok, take care and let me know if you need anything." said Fardeen.

"will do. You too take care and pass my regards to everyone at work. Bye." said Zoya and hung up.

Fardeen on the other side hung up and decided he would have to go to India to help Zoya. He felt like she was hiding something. He had known her for over 20 years. He knew when she lied and when she spoke the truth and the story about the mugging was a total lie. He will have to check into her story. He could not leave right away since she was gone and he had to finish this software project they had to do. Maybe after that he will take a couple of weeks off and go to India.