Breaking The Waves - Thread 2 - Chapter Eight To Thirteen - Page 6

Originally posted by: rosamale

I can imagine😉😆

Originally posted by: 007jindal

Idha how much time more?

Originally posted by: manognasai

Yippee..2nd thread🥳
U dint pm me.Im on 8th page nw!😡

Originally posted by: rosamale

Hey, thats the nick name i kept for her😳😆 do you also call her by that?😃😃

Originally posted by: 007jindal

seriously!! even me too

CHAPTER EIGHT :

'Ok fine ! Don't talk to me but atleast give me a cup of coffee.' Asad said and sat on a chair.

She didn't answer him. After 5 minutes she gave him a coffee cup and took her cup to go out.

'Sit here with me.' Asad stood up and said. She turned back.

'I have some work to do.' Zoya said rudely.

'I won't take too much time. Just sit here for 5 minutes.' Asad said again. He was finding it difficult to say sorry so easily.

'Najma is waiting for me, we have to discuss something regarding her dresses.' Zoya made an excuse again.

He looked at her for a moment, kicked the chair angrilly and went out of the kitchen. She looked at the coffee cup on the table and for a moment she thought she should go to his room but then she stopped herself.

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She was trying to complete a painting but it was getting hard for her. She was feeling guilty for her behavior with him in the morning.

I can't even stay guilty for two hours and look at him, he is still not saying sorry.

She thought to maintain her anger. She saw a water drop on the painting and looked up.

'Aghh !! Its going to rain !' She said and took out canvas from the easel and turned back. Asad was standing on the balcony door and smiling at her expressions.

She stopped for a moment. When did he come here ? She didn't even notice him. She kept the painting near the wall and turned back to take all her stuff. She was going to place all her stuff on the bench which was under the shade when she saw Asad sitting on that bench.

She placed all her stuff at the balcony door and started packing everything. She was going to say sorry for her behavior when he said.

'Zoya, you should forgive me now.' Asad said while looking at the painting.

'I am not mad at you anymore.' Zoya said with a smile. She was happy that he finally said what he wanted to say. He holded her hand and made her sit with him.

'So why were you upset before ? I can't see you like that.' Asad said while looking at her.

'I wasn't upset, you were the one who got angry on me without any reason.' Zoya said.

'I didn't want to.' Asad said in low voice.

'But you were !' She reminded him.

'But I am not now. Whatever I said was just without any reason. Maybe just to take out my frustration.' He said. She looked into his eyes he was guilty. She forgot whatever she thought she would say to him when he will say sorry.

'I can never get angry on you, there should be a reason to get angry and I don't have any reason to get angry on you.' Asad said and she looked at him.

'There is always a person in your life; you can't get angry on, you don't hate anything about that person, even if you want you can't hate that person. For me that person is you.' He said and Zoya was surprised to hear that. Raindrops were falling more frequently now.

Am I dreaming again ? She thought and pinched herself. Asad smiled at her.

'Afterall you want someone in your life who should be happy with you on whatever you are. I think you are the only one who is not having any complaint from me. Am I right ?' He asked her.

'No one is having any complains from you, why are you thinking like that ?' She asked him.

'I don't know, the only thing I know is that I want to die with only one wish that you are happy from me. I don't like anything when you are upset on me.' Asad said in low voice and she was feeling guilty that she ignored him last two days.

Why is he talking about his death ? Is he again going to do something ?

'What are you upto now ?' She asked him in shock. Her eyes wide open, Asad smiled at her reaction.

'Don't worry, I am not going to do anything now. I promised you.' Asad said to her and she was relaxed that he remembers the promise.

'Then why are you talking rubbish ?' She asked him.

'What did I say ?' Asad tried to ignore this topic.

'Asad ?'

'Zoya ?' He said in the same tone and smiled. She was about to answer him when he changed the topic.

'Can I keep this painting ?' He asked and was again looking at the painting.

'What will you do with this painitng ? You can buy a better one. I am not a good painter you know that, this is just like a current hobby.' Zoya said with a smile.

'I will keep it in my room or office.' Asad said.

'Are you kidding me ? And anyways I was just making it for Najma.' She said to him.

How can he keep this painting ? He is so perfect, it won't look good in his room.

'Can you make anything else for Najma ?' He said after a while. She looked at him and tried to find the reason behind his insistence.

'Ok, I will complete it and then give it to you.' Zoya agreed finally.

'No, its complete for me.' Asad said.

'But I need to fill some color here and because of the raindrop this area looks dirty too.' She said pointing toward different areas.

'No I want it like this.' He said.

'Ok atleast let me do correction here.' Zoya said pointing toward the raindrop.

'Don't correct it, just write you name here and it will look perfect.' Asad said. He was in no mood to change anything about this painting which she just made infront of him. He wanted to keep it as a beautiful memory.

'Ughh !! You are so stubborn sometimes.' She said angrilly and he smiled.

'Give me, I will write the name.' She said and took the brush to write the name. She wrote the name with white color and the painting looked more hilarious.

'Now it is complete.' Asad said with a smile. She was still looking at him.

'My room is missing you Zoya.' He said suddenly.

'What ?' She was confused at what he said.

'My room likes angels like you, not demons like me.' He said with sad face and she started laughing.

'I will only come there if you allow me to come from the window too.' Zoya said with a naughty smile.

'You can come from the window, even if you want you can jump from the roof like your Salman Khan. I won't mind that too.' He said to irritate her.

'Don't make fun of Salman Khan. I won't tolerate that.' She said angrilly.

'Ok I won't. Now lets go inside, its raining and I don't want you to fall sick just one day before her Nikaah.' Asad stood up and asked for her hand.

'But you know I love rain.' Zoya said with sad face.

'Yes, I know that but you love Najma more and she wants you to be in her Nikaah. So come with me.' Asad said. She kept her hand on his hand and he pulled her up. He holded her hand tightly so she couldn't go back and they came back inside.

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FLASHBACK STARTS :

'Why are you shouting ? She is also a girl and has to get married one day.' Dilshad asked him.

'Ya but not in this age.' Asad said. He was still shocked.

'Her father wants her to get married now.' Dilshad told him.

'But with whom ?' He asked.

'With her cousin Osama but he was asking for my opinion. He says I have more right on her decisions.' Dilshad told him everything.

'Don't tell me that he wants her to get married with Osama ? Is he the only one left in this whole world ?' He asked her. This time he was more shocked.

'Why whats wrong with Osama ? He is a very good boy.' Dilshad protested against him.

'He can never keep Zoya happy as his wife, he is not that kind of man.' Asad said.

'Stop talking rubbish, he is your good friend.' Dilshad said.

'So what ? He is just a friend but Zoya is my best friend, I can't let you do this with her.' Asad said.

'But Ghafoor Bhaijaan was saying that he likes Zoya in her pictures.' Dilshad told him.

'He likes all the girls in the world, I know him better.' Asad said angrilly.

How can they show Zoya's pictures to that cheap guy ?

'Stop it Asad.' Dilshad was still smiling on his words.

'How can I stop ami ? He is a flirt and I know this marriage won't survive more then 10 days.' Asad was imagining there future now.

'But maybe he changes after there marriage ? He likes Zoya afterall.' Dilshad said.

'Ya maybe but for how many days ? For a week or maybe for a month but he will be back to where he was. And Zoya is very sensitive, I think she is not even ready for marriage. And have you told her mother about all this ?' He was still not able to digest the idea of Zoya getting married to Osama.

'Yes I told her. She also wants her to get married soon. They both want to fulfil there responsibility soon.' Dilshad said.

'They want to fulfil there responsibility or get rid of there responsibility ?' Asad asked her.

'Why are you interfering in there matter ?' Dilshad asked him in serious tone now.

'Because I. . . I mean I care about her. I think she should finish her studies first, she is already suffering from so many problems, this is not the right time for her marriage.' Asad was going to say something but changed his line suddenly.

'And what should I say to her father ?' She asked him.

'Make him understand all this, and what is his problem ? She is not staying with him so why can't he let her enjoy her life in peace ?' Asad said.

'He is her father and a girl's father thinks like this. When you will be a father then you will understand this situation.' Dilshad said with a smile.

'Firstly I won't get married ever, I want to enjoy my life and secondly have you even asked Zoya about this ?' Asad asked.

Ami didn't mention anywhere what Zoya thinks about this matter.

'Not yet. I will talk to her soon.' Dilshad said.

'Means you are not changing your decision still ?' He asked her sadly.

'I will only if. . . .' Dilshad said.

'If what ?' He asked.

'If you promise me that you will marry her.' Dilshad said and smiled at his shocked expressions.

'What ?' Asad said after coming out of shock.

'Yes, I will only take her responsibility if you say that you will marry her.' Dilshad said with a smile.

'I just told you I don't want to get married and I think she deserves someone better then me.' Asad said while looking away.

'Why don't you want to get married ?' She asked him.

'I want to enjoy my life and I like freedom. I am not that kind of person who can take responsibilities.' Asad told her his thoughts about marriage.