||~ AsYa TS: The Lion's Way of Romancing ~|| Ch2, pg 14(28/9)

"What the hell has got in to you, today?! Have you gone mad, or what?! Can't you bloody stop yelling at me?!", screamed Asad. Zoya shot a highly dangerous glare at him and placed her hands on her hips, she gritted her teeth and asked him, "Oh really? I've gone mad? Or is it that you've just become too absent minded?" Asad raised an eyebrow at her questioning, unable to grasp the meaning of what she was saying. "Without the riddles, please.", he said, while turning back to his laptop, to continue with his work. Zoya marched up to him angrily and grabbed the laptop from the table, she yelled at him, yet again, "You seem to have forgotten the date today!" Asad stared at Zoya in utter confusion, he scratched his forehead and replied, "Umm...no actually, I know the date, its the thirteenth. You were yelling at me, because you thought I didn't know the date, today?!" Zoya bit her tongue in anger and yelped, realizing what she'd just done. "Are you ok?", Asad asked, genuinely concerned. Zoya bellowed at him, "Frickin' hell, I'm not!" Asad massaged his temples, trying to ease the headache caused by Zoya's constant screaming. He folded his arms against his chest and looked at her, questioningly. Zoya threw a look of daggers at him and said, "Someone, had promised me that he would take me for a movie today." Asad's groaned loudly, as realization dawned upon him. He'd broken another promise, yet again. He stared at Zoya's visibly upset and angry face, trying to think of some valid explanation for his mistake. But the truth was, he very obviously forgot. Asad looked at Zoya apologetically and said, "Oh...umm...actually I had a lot of work, so I couldn't get home earlier, today. I promise, I'll take you tomorrow. I'm so sorry, I-" Zoya cut him off and yelled at him, "To hell with your sorry! Its been six months since we got married and you haven't taken me anywhere, with you, till date. Every time, you give me the same stupid excuse of having too much work. Well, the truth is, you keep forgetting. You don't give a damn about me, do you?!" Asad stared at Zoya, who was now getting all teary eyed, he got off the sofa and tried to envelop her in a hug, but she jerked herself away. "I flippin' hate you!", she yelled at him, before storming out of the room.

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Asad knocked on the door, of the guest room, trying to get Zoya to respond, but she stayed firmly in the room and refused to come out. Asad sighed and called out, for the umpteenth time, "Zoya, stop being so childish, I told you, I'll take you for a film, tomorrow. Its nearly past midnight now, for heaven's sake, come out! I need to sleep." Zoya jumped off the bed and marched towards the room, door. She unlatched the door lock and pulled it open and yelled, "What the bloody hell, is your problem? Did I tell you not to sleep?! No, right? So stop annoying and let me sleep in peace!" Just as she was about to slam the door on Asad's face, again, he pushed it back and pulled Zoya out, before she could even protest, Asad picked her up in his arms and whispered in to her face, "You can have all the peace you want, but in our room." Zoya gritted her teeth and kicked her feet in the air, hopelessly. Asad refused to, as much as loosen his grip on her. He carried her into their room laid her down on the bed. He held her by her wrist and got in to bed, beside her. He turned off the lights and said, "Goodnight."

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