CHAPTER 3
"asad I really want to know when are you planning a family?" dilshad voice raised up and all two could do was gulp the matter of fact that they are dead. So dead!!!!
I choke on my glass of water and asad actually had a courtesy to pat my back, "careful." He speaks softly in my ear. I try hard to smile back at him with my confuse look.
"asad? You didn't answer us. We are serious about our grand children. Since you are the first to marry amongst all you have a duty to give our family a baby." Rashid stiffens his voice and we both gets tensed up again. I stare at my husband with horrible face and in return he shift uncomfortably to other side. Ultimately we both have the same opinion on something. Don't know about him. but I definitely don't wish to have a family with this monster. My poor children.
I scan my brains trying to find something to scape goat the situation when my heroic husbands voices up, " abu, we both are really busy with our life and career. Its really not the correct time to be thinking about starting a family." Did he just say that? Omg..my eyes sparkles in proudness for my husband.
But my father in law debates like some damage recorder stuck on one song when speaks. Baby, babies..babieesss.. ya allah! Its me who will be in pain with those kids for god sake if I am not ready then why is he jumping to make me pregnant. Ya allah!! Why I don't have piece any where!!! I chide under breathe then bite my tongue realizing what asad have told me before.
"zoya and asad look here." Dilshad aunty said. With her call I and asad turned our faces to her.
"Your father and I have got you both tickets to your honeymoon, for paris. And you both are leaving tomorrow." Dilshad aunty completes and my mouth gets open like a manhole for a while. Honeymoon! I have completely forgotten about this word since I got married in to him. paris is my dream destination to visit and was my only wish also to explore it with the one I love. And that one is definitely not asad! I glare at him while muttering. And in return I hear his low chuckle.
"dilshad aunty, how can we go? I have office and I haven't asked for any permission from the management. " I try to reason with her and glare back at my husband to speak something. god why is he not talking when I want him to talk! I curse him again.
I watch him as he clears his throat and then he gives me a half loop smile, "ami and abu, I'm sorry but I wont be able to, I have a business to handle." Asad said with a assuring smile. i hear his answer and I should be feeling happy from his reply but it goes all opposite with me. As soon as I hear him, my face went pale and the smile just faded away. I felt confused on my own reaction. He said a no to honey moon something we got in agreement and yet I feel like so hurt now. With all those mix feelings in me however I managed to smile right back at everyone when aunty saw me.
"asad, you two are going and that's final! For once take a break from work and spend some time with your wife." Dilshad aunty said with a little anger in her voice as she eyes me and then asad.
What? Why are they pressurizing us for honeymoon. I certainly don't want t go with him there. No way! What if he says a yes in their pressure. I widens my eyes and looks at asad with a shock
"aunty, its okay! Work comes first...its not that important, we will got someother time." I suggest something to delay the plan. I need a better back up when we meet again with his family. I make a mental note out of it.
I and aunty were debating upon our honey moon plan and I was about to win happily. But then asad finally said something. "No, we will not..."
What? What did he just say? I repeated mentally all my happiness started to fade replacing my heart with some bitter feeling I have been experiencing since I landed to khan's family. Heart break!
Later evening went in blurred, we had dinner and we headed back to home. We went to our own rooms to relax and sleep. The thought of what Rashid uncle demanded never left me and thinking about the same scenario and asad's answer... I slowly fall asleep.
"he doesn't want to go with me..." I murmurs in my sleep.
Asad's POV
I woke up with the rays of sun falling at my eyes. I checked the time and it was 5:15 am. Way early for my routine, I use wake up at around 7 am. i am suppose to sleep a little more but something in me is not allowing to rest peacefully. The event of last night comes running to me and I feel my heart being pierced with some unknown emotions. I think its because of that honeymoon topic. Well atleast I think it was because of this.
I turn around and feel a strong urge to see her. She doesn't sleeps with me. Initially when we were married i was totally ambitious in making my career. I had got this big project to handle independently and didn't really wish to have any distraction from my work. I know I had been acting rude and bad with her in past but that phase have ended up now. I should be getting more at ease with her. our relationship should be at a better level now but due to that infuriated woman what ever I tries goes in vain. She is so stupidly innocent that despite of giving so much of hints to her she had failed to catch its meaning. I cant say everything zoya! You have to understand it. god! How stupid can a woman be? I pat a hand over my head, likely of developing a head ache there.
Its still 6 and I am standing in front of her room. Debating myself whether to enter or not, after a long argument with own self I finally push the door and steps it. there is she my beautiful wife sleeping on bed peacefully.
I quietly tip- toes her room and sits on the nearby couch from where I can admire her sleeping form. I know its creepy but I cant help it, with open eyes she wont let me come close in her 100 meter diameter without a fight. So this is what left for me.
Taking a deep breath, I started staring at her face. She is so innocent and admiring, she is beautiful I realized dreamily. Its been 6 months for our marriage, and ever since I first met heri had feelings for her. But I never expressed them because I was scared. I can fight a huge war if you tell me but expressing myself is a little tough job for me. And being a complicatedly moody personality I know she wont be able to handle my mood swings. Who knew when she packs her bag and leaves me, if she gets tires working on me? I cant afford to loose her. simply cant!
Its already 7now. Time for her to get up and also time for me to leave the room. Anyways, I glance at her for one more time and headed towards her door. Zoya was still asleep until I knocked down the vase on the nearby table besides the couch and hurt my foot. I let out a scream and it starts to bleed.
"Asad, what are you doin-." Her voice came out as raspy and broken due to sleep but it went sharp as her eyes caught my red drops on feet. She didn't even finish off, instead she ran to me and gestured me to sit in the couch. She kneeled down to check for my wound.
"are you ok?" she said so worriedly, " if you needed anything you could have just woke me up..."she scolded me with little anger and lots off worry as she tursn my foot to other side where she could see a cut on it. "ohhh...my ..asad you are very bad. See what have you done to yourself . its bleeding so much." I could see tears surfacing in her eye and for strange reason it made me feel content and my lips twitched on their own from the end.
"zoya. I am ok. Don't worry." I try to calm her down but she shoots me an angry glare and I don't dare to speak after it even a single word from my mouth.
"please don't move. Let me go and get the first aid for you quickly." She said and ran downstairs to grab the box.
While she was gone, a thought came to my mind. i saw it in her eyes, I saw the what I have never seen in so many weeks. I saw the worry, pain in her heart for me. And most all I saw care for me. The thing that is first evidence of love was right there in her beautiful orbs. Does it mean she loves me?
I was brought back from my thought when zoya rushed inside the room with the first aid in her hand. She took my foot in her hand and applied the lotion. It started to sting horribly.
"oh please zoya...its just a small cut. You don't have to ..i don't need it." I try to suppress my moans infront of my wife while she was determined to put the stinging ointment in cotton for me. I kept a hand in middle to stop her from applying but she just pushed it away with a low growl.
"keep quite and let me just finish this up." She warned me and I shifted my weight uncomfortably on the bed.
Once she was done, she started to gathering stuffs of box. Putting it properly she gets up to leave and I too gets up to follow her down. My stomach is growling I need a breakfast I realized.
I am about to reach the door when she stops me in an authorities voice.
"oh no, mr khan. Where do you think you are going?" she makes a signature move where her hands are on her hips and her eyes are narrow. She is frustrated.
"umh well. Zoya. If you don't mind I am going to get some breakfast for myself." I speak with a sweet smile with the same gesture as my hands on my hips, imitating her.
"well, asad. You will lay on that bed you see there. And I will get you something to eat." She said smirking and I have a small smile on my face watching her all wifey act. I don't reply to her but obey and turns to go back to the bed when she speaks again.
" and please, try to not hurt yourself more till I come back." She warns and I quietly nods at her in trance.
Oh god! Did she really blushed at this time. I wonder as she leaves my sight.
"I can get use to this." I quietly whispers to myself in my thought and lays back to bed as my dearest wife asked me to do.
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