Around 9'o clock, Zoya was standing near the big glass window waiting for her hubby dearest while her workaholic hubby was busy in his so called meetings, she was lost in her own thoughts when Asad came and hugged her from behind...
Zoya: time mil gaya biwi ke liye... she asked leaning on his chest...
Asad: apko pata kesy chalta hai it's me???
Zoya: Asad aap chahy jitni bhi koshish kar lain... she turned, indicated towards his bare feet and then looked back at him and placed her hand on his heart... aapke dill ki dhadkan mujhe inform kar deti hai that you are near me... she stated like a fact...
Asad: itna pyaar karti hain aap mujhse??? He asked getting emotional...
Zoya: aapki soch se bhi zaida... Asad apko pata hai mai... she stopped as her cell phone started ringing...
Asad: stupid caller... he sighed and pick up the phone that was lying on the couch near them and gave her...
Zoya: Hello???
Asad was looking at his beautiful wife, he was wondering how his life changed after the arrival of Zoya and now he just wanted to spend his entire life with her only... Suddenly he felt something and he looked at his wife with concern, she was on call and her face was showing rollercoaster ride of emotions... Zoya looked back towards her husband and saw a ray of worry in his eyes while Asad was shocked to see her pained eyes, he can't see her like that, who the hell called her and ruined their beautiful moment, he was lost in his thoughts when he felt Zoya moving towards the closet...
Asad: kya hua Zoya, who was on the call, is everything okay???
Zoya: hmm... she just hmm-ed and took out her clothes from the closet...
Asad: wh... what are you doing Zoya??? kahan ja rahi ho???
Zoya: its none of your business anymore... she replied back in rude tone and continued taking her things out...
Asad: what do you mean Zoya, you are my wife or tum jo bhi karti ho it's my business... he asked holding her from shoulders...
Zoya: yeah how can I forget, I'm your business not your wife, issi liye aap ne mujhse shadi ki thi na??? She freed herself from his grip and shouted...
Asad was rooted to his spot, how can she forget, he himself told her the entire truth, what Zoya was saying was not the problem, he can explain but who the hell reminded her now and that too in other way...
Asad: who was on the call???
Zoya: aap se matlab... she replied zipping her bag...
Asad: Zoya I can explain, stop being childish... he followed her till the hall...
Zoya: Asad, just leave me alone, abhi main aap se baat nahi karna chahti...
Asad: par tum ghar chodh ke kyun ja rahi ho???
Zoya: who the hell told you I'm leaving my own house...
Asad: phir yeh bag???
Zoya: Allah Miyan... What's wrong with you Mr. Khan, I'm Mrs. Asad Ahmad Khan, 51% shareholder of DC or yeh ghar aap ne mujhe gift kiya tha that too on our wedding night, how can you forget Mr. Khan... or jaha tak ghar se janey ki baat hai agar koi jayega to aap so it's better ke aap mujhe or room main janey dain or else I can kick you out from my house samjhy aap... she yelled at him...
Asad: mujhe sab achy se yaad hai Zoya par app kuch bhool rahi hain...
Zoya: oh really... she rolled her eyes and entered the room that was opposite to their room...
Asad: Zoya meri baat to sun lo, tumhe room change karny ki Zaroorat nahi hai...
Zoya: Zaroorat to main hoon apki... she turned and replied with teary eyes...
Asad: Zoya don't cry, please... he came forward to wipe her tears but she held her hand and stopped him...
Zoya: Zaroorat ko Zindagi nahi banaya jata, its better you leave me alone Asad...
Asad: tum meri Zaroorat thi, not literally par ab tum meri Zindagi ho... he defended himself...
Zoya: aap ne kaha or mainey maan liya...
Asad: tumhy yaqeen nahi hai na...
Zoya: nahi...
Asad: Zoya please meri baat toh suno...
Zoya: Asad leave...
Asad: Mrs. Khan... he knew when he call her Mrs. Khan she can't control herself...
Zoya: Asad get lost... she pushed him out from her room...
Asad: yeh kesi Zidd hai Zoya, ek baar araam se beth kar meri baat sun lo us ke baad jo dill mai aaye karna...
Zoya: Zidd??? Asad apko lagta hai mai Zidd kar rahi hoon...
Asad: haan... agar tum Zidd kar sakti ho toh mai tum se bhi zaida Ziddi hoon...
Zoya: whatever... she closed the door on his face...
Asad: Zaroorat se Zidd tak ka safar main tumhary sath teh kar chukka hoon or aagey Zindagi bhar sirf tumhy hi mera saath dena hoga...
Zoya heard his words and tears made their way, she acted really strong in front of him but she felt really weak because she just wanted to be his Zindagi not Zaroorat or Zidd...
Zamaney Vale Na Kafir Agar Kahein Mujhko...
Khuda Ke Baad Main Sajda karon Piya Tujhko...
Zoya had always dreamt a life partner just like other eastern Muslim girls who willingly agreed to arrange marriages, she just loved and trusted her hubby blindly... In Islam, husbands are considered as "Majaazi Khuda", Zoya too treated him like that only and her love was like worship to her...
Main Yoon Miloon Tujhe Tera Libaas Ho Jaon...
Bana Ke Tujhko Samander Main Pyaas Ho Jaon...
Zoya wiped her tears and decided to face the situation that had been planned by Allah Almighty, The Greatest Planner ever...
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
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