Who is the real Zoya
Part 4
Asad n Zoya finally reached the home. Asad sighed in relief. He parked the car n got down while Zoya whined, "No m=Mr. Khan aap utar kyun gaye? Hume abhi long drive pe bhi jana hai. Mujhe ghar nahi jana."
Asad face palmed himself. "Wo Ms. Farooqui kya hai na main bohot thak gaya hoon, to hum bad mein kabhi chalenge."
Zoya immediately got down from the car, "Allah miyan Whats wrong with u Mr. Khan? Aapne bataya kyun nahi! Aap chaliye hume ghar jana chahiye n she walked towards the main door. Asad locked the car n followed her quietly, thinking, "Aj ke liye musibat tali!"
Zoya directly went to her room, Asad thought it to be strange, but never mind he also went into his room.
Here Zoya quickly changed into her usual night wear n went into kitchen to make black n bitter coffee for her Mr. Khan n milky sweet for herself, smiling n humming herself.
Asad was about to change in his white kurta, all the buttons of his shirt is opened showing his sexy abbs when Zoya barged in, "Mr. Khan aapke liye..." n stopped after looking the sight in front of her, n starts drooling.
"Ms. Farooqui, maine aapse kitni bar kaha hai dusroke kamre mein bina knock kiye nahi ate!"he said trying to button his shirt. Ofcourse how can he expect that it will get over so soon!
"Huh? Ha par maine khabhi aapke bat mane hai jo ab manungi", she said white settling comfortably on the couch n looking dreamily at him, "Aap ruk kyun gaye?"
Asad got highly embarrassed, "Ms. Farooqui aap iyaha..."
"Oh! Main samajh gayi aap mujhse sharma rahe ho! Right?", he looked here n there, "But Why? I have seen it all Mr. Khan." Asad wanted to bang his head somewhere. He took his kurta n quickly move into his bathroom to change , leaving a laughing Zoya. In the bathroom Asad smiled thinking about the incident. He got out to see Zoya sitting on the bed cross legged, placing a pillow on her lap while resting her head on headrest.
'Aapko kuch chahiye Ms. Farooqui?"
"Haan, aapke liye coffee, aap thak gaye hai na?"
Asad got touched hearing thi, she cares for him so much, "Thanks Ms. Farooqui" n sats beside her.
"No problem Mr. Khan, aapko pata hai..." n she starts with her chitter chatter while Asad got lost in her capturing features, he doesn't know what she is talking, he just staring at her single movement, her two big eyes n their cute expression, the way her lips are moving, how cutely she is laughing..everything about her is beautiful. He got out from his trance when Zoya nugged him.
"Kya hua bataiye?"
"Hu? Haan wo...wo.."
"Rahene dijiye aapse nahi hoga. Aap kabhi wo wo actually se age badenge ke nahi!"
Asad scratched his head, "Ab kaise bataye, suna hota tabhi bata pata na!" he muttered.
"Ms. Farooqui its quiet late, aapko nahi lagta ab hume ab so jana chahiye?"
"Nahi Mr. Khan abhi kaha late hui hai!" Abhi to aur bhi batein hai.."
Asad shook his head, no way aj ye chup rahengi.
Zoya took his empty cup n placed both the cups on the side table when her eyes found a photoframe of Asad, Najma n Dilshad, the picture perfect family which she craved for her whole life. She took it from the side table n looked at it with teary eyes. Asad got confused by her behaviour. "What happened Ms. Farooqui?" he asked concernedly.
"Mr. Khan aapko pata hai aap bohot khushnaseeb hai, aapke pas dunia ki best family hai", Asad got even more confused! "Ms. Farooqui har kisiko apne family best hi lagta hai, aapko bhi aisa lagta hai na?"
"Nahi Mr. Khan har koi itna khushnaseeb nahi hota, har kisike pas family thodi hota hai!"
"Pata hai Mr. Khan phoopi na bohot payari hai, aapse Najmase bohot pyar karti hai. Jab bhi mai unhe aap dono ke sath dekhti hoon, mujhe jealous feel hota hai. I know aisa nahi hona chahiye par kya kare.." Asad couldn't understand why she is saying all this, but what he heard next he couldn't believe his ears, "...mujhe meri ammi to yaad nahi Mr. Khan par mujhe pata hai agar meri ammi mere sath hote to wo bilkul phoopi ke tarah hote."
"Aapki ammi..." Asad asked in shock.
"Mai bohot choti thi jab mujhse mere ammi ka sath chuta, main unhe bohot miss karti hoon Mr. Khan bohot miss karti hoon. Kash aj wo mere sath hote to mujhe yun akela nahi chalna parta..." She started crying loudly. Asad's eyes got moistened seeing her in pain, he took her in his arms, "M sorry Zoya..." he tried to console her. She continued, "Appi kaheti hai ki koi accident mein ammi ki intahkal hui thi. Aur unhone mujhe ek yateemkhane se le gayi thi."
"Par apke abbu.."
She smiled sadly, "Unhe to main janti bhi nahi, Pata nahi wo koun hai kaise hai, kya karte hai, nahi unka naam pata hai, Bas India ane se pahele mujhe pata chala ki wo Bhopal mein hai, aur main iyahan aa gayi unhe dhoondne ke liye..." Asad was hell shocked! She is here to find her father! "...Ab tak maine bohot koshis ki hai par kuch pata nahi chala, aj bhi..." Asad understand the reason of her sadness earlier at the lake, "...Mai bas ek bar unse milna chahati hoon, ek bar unse poochna chahati hoon ki wo kya wajah thi jiski liye unhone mujhe aur ammi ko chod diye, kya kabhi unhe hamari yaad nahi ayi, kya unhone kabhi hamse mohabbat nahi kiye?" Now she is crying uncontrollably. Asad just tightened his grip n let her cry, himself crying silently with her.
"Aapko pata hai maine jab bhi kisiko chaha hai wo hamesha mujhse juda ho gaye, kya main itni buri hu ki koi mere sath nahi rahena chahata hai? Kya maine Allah miyan se kuch jada hi mang liya? Kyun hamesha mujhe akale sab kuch sahena padega?" she cant stop herself from crying..
Asad couldn't see her in tears, helpless, "Zoya aap akele nahi hai, main hoon na aapke sath?" he said while Zoya looked at him, "Aur kisne kaha aapke pas family nahi hai? Pta ammi apse kitna pyar karti hai? Mujhse bhi jada. Hamesha aapki fikar hai unhe, aur phir Najma bhi to hai apki BFF! Aap bhi unse itnahi pyar karti hai. To phir bataiye hum aapke family hue ya nahi?" Zoya nodded in affirmative. Asad continued, "Janab Rashid Ahmed Khan ke jane kr bad maine hamesha ammi aur Najma ko har ek khushi dena chaha, maine unhe har tarha ki security to de paya par unhe yun khulkar haste hue dekhne ka jo sukoon hai wo aapke aane ke bad mujhe naseeb hua. Aap bohot achi hai Zoya, bilkul ek angel ki tarah jaha bhi jati hai khusiyan bikharti hai."
"Aap hamesha mere sath rahenge Mr. Khan?" she asked not believing her fate.
"Haan hamesha."
"Promise?"
"Hmm promise."
Zoya smiled n hugged him tightly, "Mujhe pata hai, aap kabhi mujhe akela nahi chodenge, I trust u so much."
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After a while...
Zoya is sleeping peacefully in Asad's arm, while he reminiscing the conversation they had a while ago. He felt more guilty everytime he remembered the way he insulted her. Every time he had involved her parents, questioned on her upbringing only to know that she is an orphan. Now he realised how deeply he have hurt her by this but she had forgive him every time. He can never forgive himself, he cursed himself repeatedly. Then he looked at Zoya, "M sorry Zoya, maine gusse mein na jane kya kya kaha hai aapse, m ready to do anything to make it up to u. I promise I will never leave ur side..." he lightly kiss her forehead. Then he carried her in his arms to her room n made her sleep properly, he was about to leave when Zoya caught his hand , n spoke in her sleep, "Plz don't leave me. Aapne kaha tha aap nahi jaoge..."
This melts Asad's heart. He adjudt himself beside her when his eyes caught hold some old photographs on the side table. He looked them carefully n eventually dozes off while thinking how will he help her...
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Next day morning...
Zoya woke up holding her head which is hurting badly, "Allah miyan whats wrong with u! A head ache in this early morning!!" "What happened?"
Then she tried to remember whwt happened yesterday but couldn't remember anything clearly. She remembered seeing Akram in the restaurant n then some blur images of Asad beating some goons that's is! "Allah miyan what happened with my memory! Kal kya hua mujhe kuch yaad kyun nahi?"
Asad entered in the room holding a tray with a cup off coffe n some pills, to see, Zoya sat on her bed holding her head. He assumed it to be a head ache. As soon as Zoya saw him standing there she burst with questions, "Mr. Khan what happened yesterday? Mujhe kuch yaad kyun nahi? Akram kyun tha woha? Use jail mein hona chahiye tha na?"
"N good morning to u too Ms. Farooqui" he placed the tray on side table n smiled, he understood that Zoya doesn't remember anything n decided not to tell about what she have spilled in drowsy state.
"Mr. Khan agar aap mujhe phirse tahzeeb n tameez ki lecture dene wale hai to save it for next time, mai aapko wish nahi karnewali, pahele aap bataiye kya bat hai."
"Nothing important Ms. Farooqui.." handing her the coffee, "...bas kal Akram aur kuch goonde aapko jabardasti le ja raha tha n then as usual mujhe apki madat karni pari.." again giving her a pill, "...aur phir hum ghar aa gaye.."
Zoya gulped down the pill, "Bas itnahi? Aur kuch nahi?"
"No"
"To phir mujhe kuch yaad kyun nahi?"
"Wo..well Ms. Farooqui it seems like they have drugged u."
"What! Allah miyan..." she shouted n stand up on the bed, "...phir se? Aur aap dekhte rahe?"
Asad face palmed himself, "PLz aap niche ayiye. Aur mujhe pata nahi chala. Ab plz aapne questions band karengi? Jaldi se taiyar ho jaiye breakfast ready hai." n he walked out from the room
Zoya stand there open mouthed! "Iss Akdu ne breakfast banaye hai Allah miyan?" she shrugged her shoulder n got ready for the day.
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Dilshad n Najma have got back after sometime n as Asad assumed everyone forget him n got busy with Zoya. But now somewhere he felt good. She deserved love n love only from everyone.
"...bechari kitni thaki hui lag rahi hai, thik se khaya hai ki nahi meri bachi na?" Dilshad spoke while caressing her hair.
N for the first time in history Asad didn't protest saying, "Ammi wo bechari nahi hai."
He just smiled at them n walked away while three ladies stand there shocked at his behaviour.
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Days passed by but Asad never mentioned anything about the night to anybody. Zoya tried to know many time but everytime he said the same story. Everyone saw a changed Asad. He tried to find her father without informing her. He stealthy collected a copy of the information sha have n hired a prvt detective. He behaved normally with Zoya, though still he scolds her, even fights with her but only because he cares for her. May be Zoya have forgotten the promise he made, but he can never forget, he will fulfil it in any way.
Asad have observed her every single moment, he saw her how consoles his ammi like a daughter, how she fulfil Najma's silly demands n how she guids her to be an independent woman like a real big sister. She is always there to make a heavy moment light with her silly shayaris. She even brought a smile on his lips. But she never show her sadness, her loneliness to anyone she only share her happiness with others but never her sorrow...
She is silly, she is naughty like a child, she is a true friend, a dutiful daughter, an adviser, an independent woman, she is the most immature person but also the matured one, she is fun loving but also miserable...Asad had seen all the emotions, all this qualities but he can never know WHO THE REAL ZOYA IS...
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So this is it! It ends here.
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