CHAPTER 4
Asad's Pov
"I want all the meetings and other plans pushed for tomorrow and tell Prasad to handle the office for today." I said to my secretary, Maha.
"okay sir, that will be done." She replied softly.
"I am sure it will be, see you later bye." I said with a genuine smile.
"bye sir." I heard her before disconnecting the call.
I came to her bedroom from my study and zoya was fixing the bed. Its minddle of the week and I feel like spending some time with. I may have given in her wish of cancelling the honeymoon but I at least have this much right to take her with me for a day picnic. I have planned everything, right from the beginning till we come back to our home. All the sites scenes and have been scheduled well in advance. I like to have everything in systematic and no delay. This will be a surprise for her. Hope she will like this!
Zoya POV
"zoya." I hear him from behind but don't take any effort to turn. Just hums in response.
"please pack your bags. We are leaving for a picnic now." He surprises me by the tone and the volume in his voice.
What picnic? Is it some kind of joke! I try to understand in unclear mind state.
"what do you mean?" I ask him with no emotion in my voice. Deep down I feel like I am a volcano about to erupt. What does he thinks of himself ? I have a life if he has forgotten it!
"what do I mean is. We are going out for the day and you are coming with me." He says again before I could open my mouth to speak anything.
"I cant come asad. I have a procedure to follow professionally." I am at the edge of bursting my volcano if he dares to speak a word or push me off for his decision.
" I have called at your office and informed them about your leave already. So no excuses just pack your stuff what you need ands come down." He finishes and I feel my veins running blood to my brain. Its limit! What he thinks of himself. I am surely not going anywhere with this monster.
"I am going to office asad. Its not a pre informed leave. I don't want my salary to be deduct." I take my stand and turns to other side . his sight makes me lose my resolution, and I don't want that.
"come on zoya. Few hundred deductions shouldn't matter to you. I earn enough for you to spend as much as you want. so don't be a spoil sport and just listen to me." He raises his voice at me and I feel tears stinging my eyes. Damn! These tears. I cursed soflty.
"it might not matter you mr Richie rich ahmed khan. But it surely makes difference to me. I work because I don't want to use your money do you get that." I snap my fingers at him angrily and I could see all his features hardening at the choice of my tone and action. I should be scared right now but all of sudden I feel very much brave to give it on his face.
I could feel him staring at me like a predator. He might hurt me today. I care a damn to what he does. Try putting a finger on me Mr. khan and you will be behind prison for years. It's a promise! I say to myself and wait for any action from his side.
He stands there in silence all could I hear in the room was his heavy breathes and his attempts to cool himself down. Was he controlling something? I doubt.
I stay there for a while before I sigh and turns to pick up my hand bag and few files to leave the room. Just when I am about to wear my heels, he speaks again.
"Don't wear that." I look upto him in annoyance and raise my brow. I challenge him to stop me by crossing my arms in the process.
He seals his mouth and I roll my eyes at him wearing exactly what he asked me to not wear it.
"you are coming with me to picnic." He calmly states.
I make a steady pace crossing his path. " I have a job to look for." I reply back as politely as I can as I walk past the door.
"well, then cancel them, I am not taking a no zoya. Come with me before I force you and stuff you in car." He threatens me and it takes me all to not cry on the spot. I feel so much scared but this time I am in no mood to surrender and so ignoring what he has to say further I make a move out of his house entrance.
"Thanks for letting me stay here Humaira." I hug my best friend and she rubs my back. I know she is worried with the way I have landed to her house. She is on her maternal leave these days. I called her just when I was almost standing at her door. At first she was surprised to see me at the door when I had called. Yet she called me in and treated me nicely. I got to know about her life almost after many months and I tried my best to pitcher her good life when she asked mine. I could have possibly gone for my office but asad had already taken a leave and if I had showed up the situation would be awkward for me and so I chose humaira's home.
"just call me when you are home. I mean it." she says sternly holding her baby bump with her one hand. I nod at her with a smile and make my way to the car. Well, its asad's car to be exact, asad has many more designed cars in his garage but he don't even cares to give a glance at any except his black favourite. And the rest is what I assume are mine and I using them freely. No need to ask him for them.
As I drive through the traffic of Bhopal, I take a deep breath. My decision of staying with humaira had helped me a lot to calm my nerves down a bit but I still don't want to face my evil husband. I am too tired to get into any fight with him. I just want to drop on bed and sleep. But will my fate allow me to do so. I doubt. I know he is angry at me for my morning behaviour. He can't blame me though for everything I said or did there. How can he possibly treat me like his slave and expect me to follow all his rules. I mean get a life dude. I am no anarkali here and you are definitely nowhere close to shahjahan. Shahjahan at least had a chest inside the heart. I can't treat him like a king and allow him to treat me like a servant. You tell me what right about that because I am sure as hell can't see anything reasonable. I muttered while driving.
When I see the grand gate before my eyes, my breathe hitched inside my throat in anticipation of his action. Reading all kalmas I have leraned till date I slowly park my car and get out of it, making my way to the house. As soon as I see the entrance my heart beat picks up its speed. I stand outside the front door and my hand lays on top of the bell to ring. I press it shakily and then instantly regret doing it.
"where the hell were you?" the door flies open and comes my husband barking at me to the door. He is right in front of me, I don't understand why he has to raise his voice every time, wajid is still around the house , what respect will he give me if his master treat me like a dirt. I cry softly.
"at humaira's place." I reply with no emotion in my voice but internally I am as good as a shaking leaf.
"you should tell me where you are, I already told you this. Didn't i?" he asks me a question which makes me flinch on the bitter lectures by him. Ugh!!
"you should stop acting like my father because even he could be less bother about where I am all times." I spits back as I push past him to the kitchen for a glass of water.
"Well, reality check . zoya!" he takes away the glass from my hand and forces me to face him, his angry eyes to be precise. " I have all right to know about your where- about and you know why? Because I am your h.u.s.b.a.n.d" he spelled it for me slowly to irk me more. The nerve of this man! I drop the idea for water and stomps my feet marching back to my room.
"Stop zoya, don't you dare to walk on me!" he says with such a harsh tone that every cell me in freezes from the shock.
"Why didn't you come with me? You took an off from office and spends time with your friend. Are you damn serious? You had me up all day in worry and you don't even consider that do you?" he is fuming now but not as much as I am.
He has to get this straight. I don't care for him because of his deeds. He forced me to step out of his life and now when I am he wants me to consider him. My foot!
"I had you up whole day? Have you ever thought about that before? When you left me alone in this ridiculously large house and didn't show up for many days? You never come nor did you have ever cared and now when you just tasted a pinch of what I had suffered you are going all mad on me?!!!" I yelled on his face breathing very hard as anger is getting better of me. I don't want to see him more, its enough. I touch my cheeks and realized I have been crying all this time. It's too much to handle the debate and so this time with a determined to not stop again I run up the stairs and goes in to my room. I cuddle myself in a ball and shed out all pain in me in the form of tears. Then what looks like hours, I finally get up and taking out a bag under my bed, I put a few clothes inside it and zip it up.
"This is the end, I want a break from this mess." I whispered before picking up the bad and hanging to the shoulder. I glance once more to my room and stands there for few seconds before I sigh and shut the door close.
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