Part 3
Asad took zoya to the hotel where he stays. He made her to sit in the lounge. He went to the reception to enquire about a single room.
Zoya was waiting for asad to return. Asad came & sat near her.
Asad: zoya I think luck is not in favour of you. No rooms available.
Zoya: Allah Miya! What's wrong with you? Now what will I do?
Asad: zoya take this. This is my room key. You can stay in my room tonight.
Zoya: but what about you?
Asad: I will adjust in this lounge.
Zoya: no I can't do that.
Asad: zoya try to understand. Where will you go now in this night? I can manage here.
Zoya: I won't allow you to do that. It's your room. Let's do one thing. We can stay together.
Asad started at her.
Zoya: don't get me wrong. I mean the room won't be that small. We can adjust. Waise bhi I trust you. You saved me from that gundoos. So I Definitely can trust a man who saved my virtue. And waise I know karate.
Asad: so what? Oh I got it. Even if I try to rape you, you will use your karate. Don't worry I won't rape you.
Zoya: even if you try you can't
Asad: I don't want to yar. Ok come let's go.
Asad's room was in first floor. Even tough it was a small room it was neat & cosy.
Zoya threw her hand bag on bed & put her traveling bag on floor. Asad shook his head by seeing her messiness. He took her bags & kept it neatly on one side. Zoya was amassed by his OCD nature. She jumped & sat on the bed. Asad sat on the opposite side.
Asad: so zoya you told me in the morning that you came for some work in Mumbai. If your house is not in Mumbai then what are you exactly doing here?
Zoya: long story
Asad: I think if you are comfortable I can listen.
Zoya: ok I will start from first. I am zoya farooqui. 21 yrs old. I have just finished my Btech in EEE ( electronics & electrical engineering). I am from Bhopal. Born & brought up there. My parents are gaffour Ahmed farooqui & razia farooqui. My father is the owner of Zynco software.
Asad: ya Allah! It's MNC level company. So you are rich. So what are you doing in Mumbai streets?
Zoya: let me complete.
Asad: ya continue.
Zoya: my sister zeenat & her husband anwer both are software engineers in Zynco. They stay with us along with there son. From childhood I have dream to become an IES officer. I started my preparation after my tenth. I was a merit candidate in Bhopal engineering college. I have completed it on last month & I passed out with rank. I applied for a crash course in Mumbai for IES coaching for 3 months. I paid for it from my bank account. I didn't want any one to know about it until I obtain the seat. I knew if I say that my parents won't allow for it. So I decided to say after that. My parents were waiting for me to finish my B tech so that they can get me married. My fathers cousin sister haseena qureshi wanted me to get married to her dumbo son akram. He hardly have studied. He works with his father in there garment factory. I always hate him & his fat mouth ammi. I was about to inform about my coaching classes in Mumbai. But I heard them speaking about to fix my marriage with akram. If I say about all this they will emotionally black mail me & won't allow me to study.
Asad: so your parents doesn't know about all this?
Zoya: no. I heard them speaking that they will calling haseena Khala & her family to fix the marriage. If I stay back they would have fixed the nikkah. If they fix then I can't back off. I mean it's the issue of parents prestige. You yourself imagine how it will look if I run away after fixing the marriage?
Asad felt guilty when she said about that. He had ran away from his nikkah 2 days back.
Zoya: ok what are you doing here?
Asad was confused should he reveal truth? She had revealed every thing about her. She trust him so much. She may not cheat him but still he can't take that risk.
Asad: there is nothing much about me. My father wanted me to take MBA. I agreed for his sake. After my MBA he made me to join his business. I always wanted to do some thing creative. I love to play guitar & music is my passion.
Zoya jumped excitedly & stood on the bed.
Zoya: Allah Miya! Your are a musician.
Asad: it's fine. But please be seated. You are making it dirty.
Zoya pouted. Asad smiled. She looked so cute. But she obeyed.
Asad: so one day when I got fed up I ran away from my home.
Zoya: Allah Miya! See what a coincidence. We both ran away from my our houses.
Asad: ha that's true.
Zoya: so asad you came to Mumbai to achieve your dreams in music. So very soon you are going to be a famous musician. So in future I can say the famous musician asad Ahmed khan had saved me from gundoos & we have spent one night together.
Asad smiled.
Asad: you know what zoya no one had ever motivated me like this.
Zoya smiled. Asad too smiled.
After chatting some more time both asad & zoya slept off unknowingly in the sitting position.
Note: let me clear zoya didn't run away from her marriage. Her parents were talking among them self to call akram's family & fix the nikkah. Zoya knew once if her family fix it she can't back off & I she marry akram she can't aspire her dreams. So she ran away from her home.
