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Chapter 26

"Are you mad? Dimaag karab hain tera?"

"But Asaddd look how cute she iss!!!!!!!!!!Awww mwah" Zoya said holding the little white puffy puppy in her hand and making kissy faces to it.

Yes, Zoya had found a puppy outside.

"It's probably someone's puppy first of all. We can't just keep it!"

"But"

"No buts. Just get that thing out of here. Why do you even have it in the house?"

"Allah miyan! What's wrong with you? It's just a puppy, you're acting as if it's a tiger!"

"Zoya try to understand!"

"Understand what?"

"That.. I'm... woh"

"That what!! You're afraid of puppies?" she asked mockingly.

The room got quiet and Dilshad and Najma broke the silence by snickering softly.

She looked to Asad and saw him bowing his head, looking as if he was guilty of her accusation.

"Ya Allahhh"

"I just can't believe it! Ek sher... the lion.. Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan, is afraid of puppies"

"Shut up! I'm not afraid. I just don't like them." She made a puppy dog face and went closer to where he was sitting.

"Dekho na baby, how adorable she is" she crooned sitting next to him, and placing the puppy in his lap.

"Get it off of mee!!!!!" he scolded as he got up, making the puppy falter slightly, but Zoya caught her in time.

She barked a vicious bark at the cruel man who nearly threw her down.

Everyone laughed and Asad looked like he wanted to cry.

"She's barking at me, and you all are laughing"

"Asad, stop being a baby" Dilshad said and went to pet the little puppy.

"But Ammi! Suppose its someone's! We can't just keep her"

"Asad is right" Zeenat said.

"Finally, someone with brains"

"Kya kaha tumne?" Zoya snapped and right on track, the ball of fluff barked.

"Gooodd girl" Zoya encouraged and Asad gave her one of his stern looks.

"How about we look for her owner, and it we don't find anyone, we keep her?" Najma offered.

"But Tamatarr"

"Bhaijan, look how happy Zoya is. Please naa"

"Okay fine. I'll start looking for her owner now!"

"You're never gunna find him" Zoya muttered, wishfully.

"Come on, in the meantime let's give you a bath and fix you up." Zoya said in a baby voice, carrying the puppy away, followed by a very excited Najma.

"Ammi! Dekha aapne? Yeh bewakoof" Asad started but failed to finish.

"Asad! Woh mera bhi bacha hai!" Dilshad reprimanded before leaving him with his mouth wide open with Zeenat and Anwar to go shopping. Asad left for a short meeting, after informing Zoya and Najma, who seemed too pre-occupied with that ball of fur to pay attention to him.

"You'll marry that dog too!" he yelled, causing Zoya to turn around

"uh Allah Haffiz Asad!" she quickly said, twinkling her eyes at him and shooting him a radiant smile.

Najma burst out into a fit of laughter.

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On returning home, he realized his mom, Appi aur Jeeju were not home yet.

He prayed to Allah to bless him, being home alone with Zoya, Najma, who acted as if sirf Zoya was her sister, and the ball of fur they were going gaga over.

He nearly fainted when he entered his room.

"What the hell is happening here" he bellowed.

His cupboard door was wide open as Zoya rummaged through it, apparently looking for something. She pulled out shirts and tshirts and flung them behind her, leaving piles of clothes on the floor.

"Kya hai ?" she muttered, irritated, and then went back to her task.

"Kya haal banaya! Tum... Yeh sab kya hai!"

"uhh, woh kya hai na," she started, then fidgeted into the closet again, "darasal baat yeh hai," she threw two other shirts behind her so powerfully that it reached Asad who was grinding his teeth, "MIL GAYA!" she finally exclaimed.

When she turned around she saw Asad standing holding the two shirts, his nostrils flaring and he pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Actually, I was looking for one of your t-shirts for Amra but it's okay! I don't need your help, already found it" she said excitedly, before running out of his room."

"Who is this Amra? And ya Allah, this pagli! My room is in such a mess now" he groaned before going to the bathroom. He decided to have a long bath and relax a bit before cleaning up after Zoya.

He filled the tub and then went in, ready to have some alone time. He saw his shower gel had gone down, and made mental note to replace the bottles the next day.

A few minutes after, he found something feeling tingly on his legs. In fact, he realized it was all over. He rubbed it off his feet and then his hands and was baffled.

Bringing his hand above the water in the tub, he almost exploded. Well, actually, he did!

"MISSS FAAROOOQUIII!"

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"Asad main..."

He held up his hand.

"lekin at least sun..."

"Bas!"

"I'm sor..."

"Just one question. WHY?"

"Well I wanted to bathe Amra aur mere bathroom ... woh.. kharab ho gayi toh maine socha.."

"Socha? ha ha ha very funny. Aur yeh Amra Amra kaun hai? Zoya you never think do you? Now look at my condidtion!" he ranted, pointing toward himself.

Zoya looked at him from his head go down. He was clad in his bath robe, his hair dripping wet and on his arms and legs, white fluffy fur stuck to him. She clasped her hands over her mouth, stifling her outburst but even this couldn't hold her back.

"Ji Ji, you laugh okay!"

"Toh kya karu? cry?"

"Tumm" he started but fisted his hand and walked off in a huff.

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Zoya entered his room with her towel and clothes, disturbing him from cleaning up and packing away all the clothes Zoya had previously strewn all over.

"Kya main..." she said, pointing to the bathroom.

"When you didn't ask permission to bathe the dog in my bloody bathroom , then why ask for yourself?" he snapped.

She rolled her eyes. " Woh kya hai na, mere hone-wale shauhar bahut Akdu hai, aur manti hoon ki maine kuch galat kiya, lekin ab toh permission le rahe na, uske manane ke liye"

"Sure"

"Forever Akdu Ahmed Khan!" she muttered before entering the bathroom.

Later that night:

"Zoya?" Asad called as he knocked on her door.

She came peering out a few moments after, telling him to keep his voice down. A baffled Asad went inside after her, and almost immediately launched into an explosion.

"What the hell! Have you gone mad over this dog?" he shouted.

"She has a name okay! Amra. Meri princess"

"Yeh Amra Tamra yeh sab... and why is your princess curled up in one of MY TSHIRTS?"

"Shhh talk softly" she scolded.

"I don't care! Zoya this is the limit now."

"Allah miyan! What's wrong with you?" she whispered, pushing him out of her room.

They unconsciously walked towards the garden, quarreling as they made their way.

"Bechari Amra! She would feel cold na, toh iss liye, I borrowed one of you tshirts for her. They're sooo soft! Anyway my tops would have been too small"

"You're completely mad!"

"Haan hoon! I love you, after all! Hmph"

"NO, NO , NO! Don't try to change the topic! Today you used all my shower gel on that dog! And all her gandi fur was all over me. I could have rashes because of that. And now you're taking my clothes for her? I think something is really wrong with you"

"Why are you saying like that? Amra itni cute hai!"

"Ya Allah! Now you even have a name for her! Look, don't get too attached okay? I'm gunna look for her owner tomorrow and we would have to give her back"

After a long pause, she replied, "Do we really have to?"

"It's not right Jaan"

She sighed heavily, then sank down on the swing chair, followed by Asad.

"You're mad at me?" She asked with puppy-dog eyes.

"Wow. You're better than... what's the name... Amra."

She laughed lightly.

He shook his head.

"So what's the matter then? I've been noticing. Somebody is very stressed out. So now it's time for Miss Fix It All to .. well, fix it all!"

"It's nothing, don't worry"

"Oh come on. Tell na. I know this whole thing about Amra has you anxious but something's else is up. You got soo irritated with me today, I almost got scared"

He motioned for her to come closer and so she did, leaning into his arms.

"Just a very hard day. Woh.. meeting main.. our new partners for this contract are very picky. I must be stressed. Then all the preparations with our nikaah. Everything in one just has me a bit frustrated."

Zoya jumped off of him angrily.

"Oh toh phir nikaah cancel karo! Nikaah has you stressed then cancel it!" she snapped.

Asad stood up at once, looking so scared.

Placing his hands on her shoulders he said, "Arrey no that's not what I meant. I'm s.."

Before he could continue, Zoya burst out laughing like a maniac.

"Ya Allah! Asad you should've so seen your face" she said between her outburst.

Asad shook his head. "It's not funny." he said curtly.

"Yes it was Asad. Come on , admit it!"

Asad couldn't lie and his serious face turned into a half smile as he himself began laughing.

Moments after, he sat again, and Zoya followed him and curled up into his side.

"Bas. If every stressed day could end like tonight, then I'll be happy." he whispered, kissing her forehead.

"Don't worry Asad. Main hamesha tumhare saath rahongi"

"That's my girl" he chuckled as he leaned down to brush their noses.

"Waise.. main ek baat kaho?"

"If I say no, will that stop you from telling?"

"Probably not. Actually, I know you don't like Amra, but pleaseee give her a chance! Well at least until we find her owner."

"Zoya..."

"For me" she added, with a puppy dog face he couldn't deny.

"Okay fine."

"Yippieee"

"Don't get too excited. But fine, I'll try not to get so irritated okay? But this is only till we find her owner"

"And if we don't?" she asked hopefully.

"We will."

"But.."

"Zoya, we will find her owner, there's no question about it"

"But Asad, just, figuratively speaking, if we don't?"

"Then..."

"We keep her, right?!!"

Asad was silent.

"Pleaseee babyyy"

"We'll see"

"Better than no!" she exclaimed.

"Okay now enough of this Amra talk. Time for Mr and Mrs Bond." he said pulling her closer to him.

"You know, sometimes I wonder if I'm really talking to Asad Ahmed Khan urf Akdu Ahmed Khan urf Jahapana Six Packs. If I spoke to you like that before, you know what kind of long lecture I would get about tehzeeb aur tameez. Pata nahi tumhara tehzeeb aur tameez kaha chali gaye"

"Woh kya hain na, tumhara buri asar hai. I spend way too much time with you"

Zoya's mouth was O shaped now.

"Allah miyan! What's wrong with you?" she kept hitting his chest as he got grip of her hands.

"Let go" she grunted and pouted and he laughed at her expressions.

"Kabhi nahi!" he said as he used all his strength and pulled her so close to him and shut her up with a kiss.

Zoya no longer attacked his chest. Those arms just slid up and around his neck as they kissed, softly and gently.

Asad broke the kiss and pecked her cheeks before taking her into his arms again, feeling contented. They sat together for a while, watching the stars, before retiring to their rooms for bed.

I loved it

The puppy was so cute