I was trying to fly, but I couldn't find wings
But you came along and you changed everything
You lift my feet off the ground,you spin me around
Chapter 2
"Ms. Farooqui, What hell is this?" His shaky roaring again made her to wince inside. She gulped down the saliva only to ease the uneasiness. Asad took two long strides to her but she maintained the distance taking back steps.
"WHAR IS THIS?" Asad had asked again raising his hand which was holding the broken mug. Today he was turned to be a Murderer. Yes! You read it right! He was going to strangle her. She broke the irreplaceable mug. How dear she?
Zoya suddenly faced her back to him in order to think something that could calm him down. She could not understand why he was so angry just for a mere mug. But now she had to think something.
"Look Mr. Khan, the mug was made of breakable ceramics not the melamine okay, so it was destined to be broken one day if not today. No need to be hyper that much. If you want to a replacement of this mug then I can buy one. There are many mugs there, even I can buy fancier one. Not this boring black color." Zoya said in one go without facing him.
Zoya was waiting for him to bark. She had embraced herself with a resistant wall that his words could not hurt her. She knew what she blurted without knowing it would hit him hard. So she waited for her downfall but it never came rather she heard the crashing sound of the mug. He had smashed the remained pieces of mug on to the floor. Aah! So typical Asad Ahmed Khan! She knew it would happen. One month experience of her! She did not turned around to see what actually happened. "I will buy another one Sir. It is not a big deal. You just need to calm down. It is not good for your health. I..." Zoya was blabbering and at the same time Asad's phone buzzed. She frowned after few moments when she realized Asad was not taking the call. Well that's strange! Asad loved his cell phone. Work and cell phone he loved the most in this world according to Zoya Farooqui. She turned around and the scene in front of her made her gasp.
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Asad stood there dumbfounded. She really thinks I would fight with her for a mere mug. He wanted to bark, to clear her misunderstanding why he was so attached to this mug. But he stood there, rooted. He was shaking but did not spell a word as some black dots started to dance and their presence increased vigorously. Within a moment the black curtain surrounded him.
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"Sir! What happened to you?" Zoya shrieked, she was terrified looking at Asad that time. she overlook the phone call and ran to him. Asad was laying one of the couches lifelessly. His eyes were closed as if he was sleeping. For the first look anyone would think he was sleeping but Zoya knew it was not possible. She avoided the ceramic pieces carefully and shook him gently but he did not respond. "Sir...Sir..." she mouthed several times and tapped his cheeks lightly but no result. In the meantime phone kept ringing. Zoya was very frustrated at that time as she could not think properly. What happened in few minutes puzzled her more. She was very worried for Asad too. Without thinking much she first took the call which was coming relentlessly. The caller showed "Tamater." For a moment she frowned. What type of name this is? A tomato is calling Mr. Khan?
"Hello" Zoya's voice was uncertain.
"Good Afternoon. What happened to your voice? Does it Miss Farooqui's effect too? Does she know magic and converted you voice" An amused funny voice appeared on the other side. Zoya was astounded by hearing the accusation. She forgot that Asad was senseless lying on the couch and defended herself of that female voice.
"I am not a witch okay. I am too good for him. He is the lion and roaring all day without thinking okay. No need to gloat with his opinion. In fact it is opposite. If I strat na then you will know how bad he is?" Zoya literally forgot her worry about him. How dare he? He proved her a witch to a stranger.
"Ha ha ha...I know he is akdu sometimes. But I need to say you are rubbing him off. He never behaved with any woman like this I think. But why you are here Ms. Farooqui. Bhaijaan is working in Holidays also? The voice sobered immediately.
"Yeah! Oh no but not in the office. We could not finish some works yesterday. So sir called me home, I was going back to home but Sir...Allah Miyaan! What's wrong with me, Sir has fainted. How he fainted just like this. What should I do?" Zoya screamed at the end.
"WHAT? How he fainted just like that?" She yelled from the other end.
"I don't know. He just fainted. Wait let me call a doctor" Zoya's voice was broken.
"Did he eat anything before that?" She asked out of nowhere. Zoya was taken aback for this. It was weird.
"Yeah. I made some salted and sweet cupcakes in the morning. He ate two from them sometimes ago." Zoya answered back mechanically as she was by Asad's side and checking his breathing.
"Did you use peanuts there?" She again asked rather screamed.
"Ye..Yes" Zoya stuttered. She really could not find any clue with it.
"Then find the injection and give it to him. Hurry" She said in urgency.
"Ha...! But peanut.." Zoya already sprinted into his room.
"Yes he has peanut allergy." She said. And then beep...beep...the call was cut.
She had thrown the cell phone on Mr. Khan's couch and searched for the injection. Finally after a good search she found it inside the bedside table. Without delay she took it to him and gave him the injection. She thanked Allah Miyaan that she knew how to push injection as she pushed injection to her Khaala who had diabetes and needed to take insulin every day twice.
She waited for an hour but Asad did not show any progress. Still he was on the couch as she could not take him to his room. She had already clean the floor and removed the ceramic pieces. She was feeling restless. She thought to call "Tamater" again. In their conversation they did not even introduce each other properly.
That time Asad made a hoarse sound and Zoya was by his side.
"Are you okay, Sir?" Zoya asked with concern. Asad jolted up seeing Zoya so close to him.
"Yes" His voice was shaky. Zoya went to kitchen and brought a glass of water for him. Asad gulped down the water. Both remained silent for few moments.
"Thank you/ I am so sorry" Both said in unison at the same time. Asad looked at her with his questioning eyes.
"You fainted just because of me. I used salty peanuts in the cupcakes. I did not know that you have.."
"Peanut allergy" he completed her sentence. Then he looked at the watch and said "You need to go home Miss Farooqui"
"But, how will you manage?" Zoya confronted. "I mean you are not well and living alone here. I have the responsibility for it because I led you to this"
"That's my problem Miss Farooqui. I will be okay. You please go. It's late already." Asad said with a stern tone.
Zoya nodded and slowly left the living room after collecting all of her belongings.
"Allah Hafiz Sir. Take care of yourself and I am so sorry again"
"Allah Hafiz, Miss Farooqui. Be safe and no need to be sorry it is okay. See you tomorrow at the office." Asad dismissed her. He latched the front door and searched for his cell phone. But it was not there on the tea table. He was sure he took it with him when he came to this room. He took the injection and went to his room.
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Asad stood at the door of his room with his mouth agape. His room was in a mess. That woman! She can never understand the meaning of cleaning. His all clothes were strewn here and there. He hated her. Urrgh!! Stupid woman! He started to fold his clothes and arranging into the cupboards. This time his cell rang.
He took the call with a half-smile.
"Assalamu Alaikum, Tamater. How are you?"
" Waleikum assalam, Bhaijaan. Thanks to Allah that you are alright now. I was so worried for you" Nazma, Asad Ahmed Khan's cousin sister replied.
"How are you bachchi? Wait, how do you know?" Asad frowned a little.
"I am fine, Bhaijaan. Ahan! I called and your Miss Farooqui took the call. So I talked with her and she told me that you fainted. So I told her about the injection and she did the right think. Thanks Allah!" Nazma chirped.
"Yes. Thank you for this Tamater"
"Don't thank me, thank Miss Farooqui. She did all this to you"
"And she led me to this too and oh I forgot what she did today it is unforgivable" Asad remembered what Zoya did earlier.
"Bhaijaan why you are so irritated with her like this? You had friends who were girls before. You were always okay with them but why always you tried to be hard with her? I asked you about this before but you never answered. One month has been passed and you two remained same"
Asad was thoughtful for a moment.
"You are my sister right? Then why you are defending her? What she did today you want to hear? She broke my black mug which Ammi gifted me. I am not going to forgive her for this. She is incorrigible. She always does what I dislike the most"
"Bhaijaan she does not know that it was gifted by Phoppie, does she? So how can you expect to react on this? She did not break it intentionally"
"Tamater please! She is messy and does not care about anyone's emotions. It broke only because of her messiness. Who told her to do household works and also she messed up my room too"
"Hold on, Bhaijaan. She was doing household chores? Why?"
"Well Maya did not come today. So she thought to make me happy as she is my PA"
"What...ha ha ha ha..Bhaijaan. See you said she does not care for anyone's emotion. But she is all here for you. She cooked meal for you. She is so sweet"
"Nazma" Asad warned. Nazma stopped hearing her name from Asad. When he was angry he said her real name.
"Okay Bhaijaan. But don't scold her tomorrow. She was not at fault this time. Take care of yourself Bhaijaan. I just want you at London, really soon. I missed our time. Allah Hafiz"
"I missed you too baby. I am trying to wrap up all. That's why doing overwork in the weekend. Allah Hafiz"
"Waise, how are they now?"
"They are okay now, trying to survive. You know how hard it is for them'
Yeah, I know. It was hard for you too and I am really proud of you that you took that decision"
"Okay, okay let's stop here. I need to go to office tomorrow morning. Allah Hafiz" Asad had already come out from his room and checked the dining table for dinner. Surprisingly Zoya had arranged the table for dinner according to him. She even made another dessert for him. It brought smile to him. He relished the food.
But when he was entering into his room again his mood turned opposite. His bed was still messed up with all the things.
"Miss Farooqui... she drives me crazy" Asad's irritated voice echoed inside the empty Khan Villa.
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I know it is a filler type. I wanted to write something but there was only nothingness. Please like and leave a comment.😊
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