Asya Untitled FF pg 5 /12 Feb - Page 3

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Asad Ahmed Khan, Captain Khan or AK for half the people here, is the chief of 12th precinct. He is an NRI Indian, obviously; originally belong from north India, Bhopal a small town. His Ammi and Abbu had come here in Manhattan even before he was born. He is workaholic, living his life on constant mugs of black coffee and solving murders. In between his Ammi's fuss over his anti social behavior, lack of interest in girls and Indian culture- tradition, and his Abbu's ignorance, he had become a genius kinda guy, who is unbelievingly gorgeous, blessed with Greek god looks and very sharp mind. No wonder he was the first Asian guy to become captain in such a young age, only 28.

Zoya Farooqui, the diva. The way she walk, the way she talk, everyone admire her. Guys wants her, girls wants to be like her, but both fails. She looks like the velli kinda girl who doesn't give hoot about anything or anyone, but very less people know the real Zoya or Zoe. She is studious who waste her whole day in faltoo kaam but at the end of day opens her book and devote some hour to her books. She use guys like tissue, just quick sex, some dates, and they are gone like dirt in a trash bin. She is never into in a relationship, a classic rule breaker, go and come as she pleases. Loves to boss people around, living her life on extra cheese pizza and diet coke, and of course that inseparable ipad. She won't ever admit she cares about someone but her action speaks louder. She had never seen poverty or sadness for that matter, but still she is weird, she sees everything but pretend of being aloof. Her dad lives in India, with his 2nd wife and step daughter, Nuzhat. Zoe's mom died when she was 3 years old. She never loved her step mom though she is good enough to her, that's one of the reasons she is staying far away from them.

Ayaan and Imran Qureshi, two brothers cum best friends, only friends of Asad in the whole world and employees under him. Imran is ever so serious, with the occasional touch of humor, Ayaan the ladies man, hit on every girl he gets, never serious. But one can count on Ayaan, trust him with life. These two are soul of precinct, without them this place will be as boring as Zoya Farooqui without her Allah Miyan!

Rashid Ahmed Khan and Dilshad Ahmed Khan. One can see them and will automatically think how cute and perfect these two are. They are, but all were not same some years ago. Rashid had an affair couple of years ago with a Pakistani Muslim woman, Shireen. He had come back, of course, and Dilshad had accepted him with open arms. Things were back to perfect, but not everything. This incident scarred Asad's relationship with his Abbu and Ammi too to some extent. He can't trust his Abbu anymore; there is a constant fear what if he ditches them again? He don't want to get hurt emotionally, so did what an emotionally scarred person will do, distancing himself. He can never forgive his Ammi entirely for taking that man back to their life like nothing happened. He loves her, no doubt, but still there is hidden anger in his heart. Rashid, being the spineless person he was, could not get the courage to talk to him and solve the matters. He could not get the courage to tell his son that he won't leave them again. He failed to give him comfort and sense of security. So now Father Son doesn't talk to each other anymore. Son think he don't care, Father think he is still angry. Dilshad's otherwise perfect and happy life gets pained seeing these two.

Najma Ahmed Khan, the baby sister of Asad and last member of Khan Family. Still in college, she is a sweet chubby girl who is pampered to the core by everyone. She is literally the princess, never had seen an ounce of sadness in her life. She was too small when Rashid had left house, so she don't know it. But it bothers her sometime why her Bhaijaan and Abbu don't talk at all. She is Asad's jaan. She shares everything with him, but except one thing. She has a secret crush on one of Bhaijaan's office staff. His name is Imran that guy is too serious for her, but she likes him. Could not get chance to talk to him, also what if Bhaijaan comes to know? He will be very angry.

Humeira Sheikh, the assistant of Zoya Farooqui and doing internship in forensics. A very beautiful shy girl from India, who value her tradition most. She only mined her business, never speak when it's unnecessary, but has a very sharp eyes. She is very observant, can see through people's false mask of emotions. Maybe she is the only one who sees all these people properly. She thinks highly of Captain Khan, not as a khadoos or anything, but as a polite person who care deeply for his team. She look up to Zoya as elderly sister cum bff figure, sees through her fake relationships, or drinking habit, arrogance or aloofness. She had felt Zoya's care more than one occasion, don't mind her bossiness or rule breaking. She doesn't know why these people mask their emotions and fake ignorance, but she has a gut feeling that Captain Khan and Madam Farooqui will end up together. She was never wrong before when it comes to relationships. But when it comes to her own life, she is the classic old fashioned kinda girl who believes the guy will come on horse, the guy will ask for date, the guy should tell ILY first and propose on bending knees! Sadly, the guy who had caught her attention, he flirts with her always, but is not serious about relations at all. She is ever so optimistic, who feels one day he will return the feelings she feel about him.

All these people, under one roof, in one city, Manhattan, 12th precinct. Their lives go through everyday same procedure, some case about murder/kidnappings/hostage negotiations, with pinch of action and humor. With these continues their constantly changed equation.

Like today, after the team came back from the crime scene, Asad like always went straight to coffee room for his black coffee, while others were busy at what they do.

"What a pity man! So beautiful girl and dead. tch tch." Ayaan said, still drooling over that beautiful dead blonde.

"Now my little bro also started to crush on dead girls. Allah saves us now." Imran and his usual sarcasm. Ayaan just rolled his eyes.

Humeira, the intern entered the office with a file in her hand and came straight to them. As usual, it caught Ayaan's eyes first since his eyes won't miss any new girl around him. He was till now sitting on the edge of table, now jumped on floor, adjusted his jacket and messed up his hair more.

"Humeira Begum." he started with an extra sugar coated voice, at which Imran rolled his eyes. His bro is nuts about girls.

Humeira blushed at his voice, she just love how he call her Begum, "jee, Ayaan Miyan."

"Allah...apki quatil adaayon ne to humein maar dala." he faked a heart attack, holding his heart at which Imran coughed and Humeira blushed deep red.

"Ho gaya tumhara Ayaan?" Asad came back from coffee room and he composed himself, messing up his hair again and grinning like a fool, while Humeira giggled softly.

"Yes, Humeira?" Asad turned to her, his voice is polite now. She was back to her serious mode and handed him over forensic file.

The 4 talked about the report, occasionally Ayaan's wink at Humeira and Asad's glare at the former, and Imran's isska-kuch-nahi-ho-sakta look on face and eye rolls.

"Where is Miss Farooqui?" asked Asad. Humeira bit her lip, but came up with an excuse.

"Umm...she is in lab, working on something."

Asad narrowed his eyes, and then dismissed the boys with a slight nod. The boys took off, not before Ayaan's last wink at her.

"You seriously can't lie, Humeira." Asad pinched his nose, "so you should not. She is really not in the lab, is she?"

She kept silent.

"Did she take off again in middle of work?" he asked little irritated. Her head snapped at this.

"NO! She had finished her work and ..." she bite her lips, damn, she gave it away. Asad let out a frustrated sigh.

"It's the 4th time in the week. That girl is immature with no sense of punctuality. I think I need to talk to her."

That's the exact time when Humeira's phone bipped. She looked at it and sighed.

"She is back." she announced happily. He nodded and then kept the mug on the nearby table.

"I am coming with you. I want to meet Miss Farooqui." with that he started to walk ahead, while she followed him, biting her lips thinking if today volcano will erupt in lab. These two really can't stand each other, he hates her lack of rule following and she his poking nose in her life. She let out a quick prayer to Allah.

Humeira left a ready to blast Asad in front of Zoya's cabin, she flew away not want to witness their fight and embarrass herself. He now standing in front of her cabin, about to knock and enter, when he heard some muffled voices inside.

"Oh damn..." it was Miss Farooqui.

"Come for me baby!!" it was some guy.

"You should not have come here." her voice a breathless whisper.

"I could not resist..." the later words can't get heard as she moaned.

He gets away from the door like his body met with ice water. It's obvious she is there, inside, with a guy while both were making weird noises, and they are making out!

Ok...they are making out. She is on work and she is... He thought and growled. Without wasting any more second he again went toward the door and started to bang it.

"Miss Farooqui!!! Open the damn door! I need to talk to you."

Inside, the kiss could not get over as a certain Akdoo Ahmed Khan was interrupting their moment. The guy, Zoya's current bf from past 2 days, growled.

"Why he is banging door?"

She frowned, and then panicked. Jallad Khan won't like if he saw a guy in her cabin. She pulled herself away and looked around.

"You need to get out, now! Go get out through the window...yes window!" she said on the guy's bewildered face.

"I KNOW THERE IS A GUY INSIDE! OPEN THE DAMN DOOR OR I WILL BREAK IT!!!!" Jallad Ahmed Khan raised his voice. Oh if he knows what's the need to run from window? She adjusted her dress, and walked with attitude towards the door, opening it.

The BF guy, looking at the lion spitting fire from his eyes, looked at the floor and run for his life. Zoya rolled her eyes, so this BF is also gone. She is back to single now.

"What the hell is going on?" he asked barely controlling his temper in voice.

"I was working." she shamelessly lied.

"Your work consists a guy, a closed cabin, and ..." he could not bring himself to utter next thing, "we need to talk."

"Yes, talk. I am all yours." she crossed her arms over chest, looking in his eyes intently.

"I am here to talk to you about your performance. You are irregular, don't do your job properly, and bothering your intern with your works." he started, but she cut him.

"Ok, I am irregular? Like how? And I don't do my job properly? Every damn time my reports were submitted on the correct time, don't give me that poor excuses." she scoffed.

"Maybe you are good at your job, Miss Farooqui, but don't be too arrogant about it. There are better forensic experts out there." he contradicted. She let out a sarcastic chuckle.

"Too bad, you only got me."

"Yes, but I will rectify it. As your boss and Captain of this place, I am warning you. Another mistake on your part and you will be out of here." his voice was dead serious. Her eyes widen.

"Are you threatening me?"

"No, just stating the fact. This means coming at the right time, going back home or outside only after you finish your work, submit everything on time. No roaming outside on work time, no guys in cabin, no dressing up in PJs at crime scene. Follow rules."

"hope you have a nice time following rules, Miss Farooqui." he gave her a rare smile, not true but one of his challenging ones. she narrowed her eyes and gritted teeth, while he turned and walked away from him, chuckling on her expression.

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