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To make ups for it I am posting chapter 19, which is also in two parts. After this I have two more updates left. I am aiming to post the last two chapters together.
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Nineteen Part A
Zoya packed the last of her suitcase 'all done?' he asked as he came into the room 'yes...do we really have to go back?' She asked looking upset 'yes, we do...as much as I would like to stay here forever...we need to go back and face this...remember what we talked about...not over reacting, no getting emotional...I will always be there with you Zoya...we will find a way to get your Mamoon to accept this...I am sure he will' 'I hope you are right...because if he doesn't, we are taking the next flight back here' Karan let out a chuckle as he lovingly put his arms around her 'the porter will be here any second...let's go'.
The minute their plane touched down in Mumbai Karan called Hamid to let him know that Zoya had returned and he was bringing her back to Delhi.
Zoya felt sick, the non stop travel and the non stop ill thoughts about what was to come were taking their toll on her.
Aisha Bibi couldn't stop smiling as she heard that Zoya was on her way back, she went into the kitchen and started cooking all her favourite food with Iram.
On route from the airport Karan got a call, it was Mr Roy, after talking to him about his honeymoon and checking to see if Zoya was ok his tone of voice became serious 'Karan, I have been able to gather a lot of intelligence on this Akram, he is nothing but pure filth...I need you to come and see me' 'as soon as I drop Zoya off and make sure everything is ok, I will come to you'. As he cut the call Zoya turned towards him 'is everything ok?' She asked in a concerned voice 'it will be...you don't need to worry yourself'.
As the car pulled outside the house Zoya took in a deep breath before she stepped down. Seeing Aisha Bibi she ran I to her hold 'my bacha...how are you?' 'I am ok...very happy...Aisha Bibi, where is Mamoon?' 'He is on his way home too' 'has everything been ok here?' 'Zoya, first come in...we can talk about this later'. Aisha Bibi let Zoya walk in as she waited for Karan, kissing his forehead she welcomed him back.
Walking back inside he stopped 'I will need to go and see Mr Roy...I will try and come back as soon as I can...can you just make sure she is ok...she has been working herself up the whole way' 'I can understand, don't worry...but Karan wait until Hamid comes back, meet him then go' 'ok'.
Zoya sat down as Aisha Bibi laid the table 'all of this for me' she said wide eyed 'yes for you...and Karan...Karan beta sit down, you eat as well' Karan was about to sit when he heard a car pull up, pushing the chair back in he retracted his steps and went to stand by the stairs. Zoya looked at him, she didn't like that he had to be so far from her, and stand there like he was on guard. Karan read her expression, he gave her a smile and a wink before he turned around to face the front.
Hamid came in with a number of men looking flustered 'I want a full investigation, whoever is behind this isn't getting away with it' Zoya stood up hearing his raised and anger laced voice 'Mamoon' she whispered out. Hamid stopped in his tracks, he held his hand up indicating his men to leave him. Putting on a smile he stepped forwards and held out his arms. Zoya hugged him 'how was your trip?' 'I loved it...it's was absolutely beautiful...but what I loved more was the company I was in...Mamoon are you ok...did something happen?' Hamid tapped her rosy cheek 'nothing for you to worry about...come let me join you for dinner, I know your Aisha Bibi has been working hard making all you favourite dishes' as Zoya sat down again Hamid looked towards Karan 'good to see you too Karan, I trust you had a good break too' 'yes Sir...Sir if I am not needed right now I would like to go and report to Mr Roy' 'yes, of course you can...Karan, there is something I would like to discuss with you...I am thinking if Roy should also be a part of that conversation...you go and meet him, if he is free could you bring him back with to meet with me?' 'Definitely Sir' Karan was about to walk off when Aisha Bibi called after him 'Karan at least have something to eat, you must also be hungry' Zoya looked at him pleadingly, Karan gave her a faint smile 'thank you Aisha Bibi, I really need to meet with Mr Roy, I promise to eat when I get back'.
Karan walked into Mr Roy's office 'it's good to see you, come sit' Karan sat down opposite him 'I want you to look at this' Karan took the file from his hand and started reading through it. Physically Karan couldn't open his eyes any wider, as he continued to read in disbelief his jaw started to tighten as his body started to shake with anger 'that bas***d...' 'Karan there is a lot more than just this...he has quite cleverly used Hamid and his party as a cover up. I know Hamid is not the nicest of men but he still has integrity, he is a man of his word and he does aim to help...Akram has used his good name to feed his illegal businesses, drugs, arms, coercion, blackmailing, prostitution, money laundering...you name anything and I can guarantee you he has a hand in it. It's actually quite impressive that at such a young age he has managed to do so much' 'is his father involved?' 'Not that I am aware of, he seems decent enough...we received intelligence from the crime branch this morning that a number if girls from a Muslim girls hostel under the care of Hamid were kidnapped, and I have no reservations in pointing the finger at Akram' Karan stood up 'Hamid wanted for you come back with me...he came in irate about something maybe it was this' 'quite possible...Karan Akram is dangerous, you need to keep Zoya safe, away from him, we will need to show Hamid Akram's true colours, let him know what a scumbag he has chosen for Zoya' 'you don't need to worry about Zoya, I will break any hand that's reached out for her...to get to her they need to get through me'.
Karan walked in with Mr Roy 'please sit, I will let him know you are here' Karan walked towards the back of the house to locate Hamid. As he passed through the kitchen he felt a hand grab him and pull him back 'Zoya...are you crazy?' 'Yes, totally...what took you so long' 'Zoya I really can't talk right now...as soon as I finish I will come up to you' Zoya started pouting 'Zoya...please...stop looking at me like that...now go' he said trying to hurry her before someone saw them. Zoya quickly jumped up and kissed him on the cheek before she ran out 'crazy girl' he said shaking his head behind her back.
As guessed Hamid spoke to Mr Roy about the kidnappings 'Roy, I have come across a number of other things that have been going on too...what I would like from you is a full covert operation, I know who ever is doing this is from the inside and I need to find out who it is, at any cost' 'don't worry, I will have my men on this...um what about Karan, is he relieved from his duty as Zoya's bodyguard or...' 'No, not at all...I would like him to stay on at least for another 7-10 days and then after that he is free' Mr Roy and Karan looked at Hamid 'why only 7-10 days?' 'I have not spoken, I mean told Zoya this...but I have arranged her marriage, she will be marrying my friend Fawad Ali's son, Akram. I will need Karan to stay until the wedding' Karan fisted his hands, he could feel his blood boil so much that his veins started popping through his skin.
'Roy how quickly can you get me what I need?' 'I will have it to you in a few days, that's all I need' he said confidently, he knew he had all the evidence he needed all he had to do was show him.
After Mr Roy left Hamid looked towards Karan 'I would appreciate it if you didn't mention any of this to Zoya, I will be speaking to her myself tomorrow' 'yes Sir'.
Karan ran up to his room, as he stepped out on to the balcony he saw Zoya sitting with Aisha Bibi 'finally' she said jumping off her chair and running into his arm 'you ok?' She asked 'I am now' 'Zoya let him sit, he still hasn't eaten...let him eat first' Aisha Bibi started to uncover the food she had brought up in a tray for him. Zoya took his hand into hers and led him to the small coffee table 'I will leave you two to it' Aisha Bibi said getting up 'Aisha Bibi, please wait I need to talk to you'.
Aisha Bibi and Zoya sat down next to him, they were flabbergasted, Zoya had her mouth covered and Aisha Bibi couldn't move, her brain had frozen over 'but that's not all I wanted to tell you...Zoya your Mamoon told Mr Roy that you will be getting married in ten days time and that he himself will be talking to you about Akram...Akram's truth will come out before the so called wedding so I am certain that your Mamoon will not go ahead with it...when he talks to you tomorrow just don't over react' 'I am not saying yes Karan...I am already married' 'I am not asking you to Zoya...all I am saying is...look I don't want your relationship to turn sour...we need him on our side for him to realise' 'Karan is right Zoya, this news about Akram has changed everything...we will need to be smart...and extremely cautious'.
Aisha Bibi stood up and walked back into her room, Karan looked towards Zoya who had her head lowered. 'Come here' he said holding his hand out to her, as she took it he pulled her so she sat on his lap 'I think I want to kill him' she said looking serious, Karan started laughing 'my little killing machine...he won't get away with it, every dog has it's day...and his is coming soon' 'I'm scared...what will Mamoon say?' 'What ever he does say just talk to him...don't let it get out of hand in anyway''I'll try'.
After being force feed by Zoya Karan got up 'come on wifey...time to go to sleep' 'away from you?' Karan held her face and kissed her forehead 'just for a little while...I promise' making sure she was lying down comfortably Karan gave her one last kiss before he returned to his room.
Nineteen Part B
Zoya woke up feeling sick, just the thought of her Mamoon talking to her about Hamid was making her stomach churn painfully.
Managing to get out of bed and change she walked downstairs 'Iram, where is everyone?' She asked seeing the place empty 'they are all out on the lawn...can I get you some breakfast?' 'No thank you...maybe just some juice, you can bring it out' 'I will do'
Zoya tried hard to smile at Hamid as she greeted him 'just the person I wanted to see...sit, I need to talk to you about something very important' Zoya fisted her hands as she reluctantly sat down 'a...about what?' Putting down his cup he sat back in his chair 'about you...Zoya, after Baji and Bhai Sahib passed away, I did what I could and how I could to ensure that you remained happy, safe, that you always had someone to turn to...I know I have not always been there, but my love for you as a daughter has...' Zoya felt her insides dip 'Mamoon...why you saying all this?' 'Because beta I want to fulfil my obligation as a father to you...Zoya, you have completed your education here and abroad, it's time for you to settle down beta, in your own home, with your own family' 'but this is my home and my family' Hamid chuckled 'of course it is Zoya, and forever will be...but I am talking about the one that you will have in addition to this. Zoya I have arranged for you to get married beta, to Akram Ali'
Zoya held her breath as he finally uttered those words, words she was dreading to hear. In an instant her eyes moistened 'Mamoon...please...I don't want yo marry him, I don't like him' Hamid sat forward and held her hand 'beta, you don't know him not to like him...but we can change that...he can come and take you out, spend time with you. He is a good guy from a very good family. I will invite them all for dinner tonight and we can sit and officially announce the wedding...ok I have a meeting to get to, you enjoy the rest of your day' Zoya pulled at his arm as he started to walk away, her eyes were crying painfully 'Mamoon...please don't do this, I can't marry him, I don't want to...' Hamid wiped her tears with his fingers 'you will be fine Zoya, the sooner you get used to the idea the better' not letting her say anything more Hamid walked off leaving Zoya to fall to the floor in more tears.
Karan tried hard to calm her down but she refused to 'Zoya, please stop crying...nothing will happen, it will be ok' 'what if won't...Karan please take me away from here...I can't be here' Karan held her close to him, he hated seeing he in such a state, as much as he would like to run away with her it wasn't an option, they had already taken a big step by marrying in secrecy.
Zoya wore a plain black shalwar kameez 'don't look at me like that...I am not dressing up' she said looking towards Aisha Bibi 'I wasn't going to ask you to dress up...and it was the state of your face I was looking at, Zoya your eyes are so red and puffy' 'good...I am going to lace his food with rat poison' 'we don't have any' 'Aisha Bibi this is not the time to be funny' Zoya almost shouted out in her frustration. Aisha Bibi was about to walk towards her when Karan stopped her 'Aisha Bibi, let me...we will be out soon'.
'Don't...ok, just don't' she said walking away from him 'don't what Zoya...you think this is easy for me, it's not...you are my wife, my half that completes me...I won't let anything happen to you, to us...please trust me' slowly turning around Zoya out her arms around him 'I do trust you' she said in a low voice 'good...look at me' Zoya tilted her head upwards, as she did Karan captured her lips with his and kissed her softly 'I love you' 'I love you too'.
Aisha Bibi went in to see Hamid 'will you not rethink your decision...Zoya hasn't stopped crying since you told her...don't do this to her Hamid, it's not what she wants' Hamid closed his book, taking in a deep breath he walked up to her 'she is young and doesn't understand that elders only make decisions that benefit them' 'do they...where is the benefit in this decision Hamid, you are making her do something against her own will she isn't little anymore, she is a grown woman who knows what she does and doesn't want in life...and this she doesn't want...she is hurting Hamid...please' 'Aisha Bibi...' Hamid's sentence was cut short by one of his men who came in to let him know that his guests had arrived. As he was about to walk out Aisha Bibi grabbed on to his arm 'it's not too late Hamid, don't let pride or ego destroy the girl you love so much'.
Hamid walked out silently, he greeted Fawad and his wife, and then Akram. As they sat down and initiated conversations Akram's eyes started to roam, it wasn't long before they stopped as they came into contact with hard a pair of hard hitting eyes that glared at him 'perfect, that moron is here too' he said to himself 'uncle, where is Zoya?' He said plastering on a smile 'Karan, can you please get Iram or Aisha Bibi to bring Zoya down'.
Aisha Bibi held on to her hand as she came down the stairs. Zoya's eyes that depicted her inner most pain and fear looked straight at Hamid. Hamid saw the state she was in and felt his own stomach twist.
In the lowest voice possible Zoya said salaam to Fawad Ali and his wife, purposefully ignoring Akram she went and sat on a seat that made her sit directly opposite to where Karan was standing. Karan smiled inwardly as he looked at her at the same time he felt her anxiety and uneasiness, the quicker this was over the better.
Zoya refused to engage in any conversation, keeping her answers limited to one or two syllables. 'Hamid Bhai, I think we can officially announce the pending marriage between these two' Akram's Ammi said smiling at Zoya, Zoya's eyes instantly brimmed with unshed tears she looked up at Karan who slowly shook his head telling her not to cry. Hamid looked at Zoya and saw little droplets of water escape the corner of her eye. Clearing his throat Hamid sat up 'Fawad, I think I need a little more time...Zoya has just returned to Delhi, I haven't spoken to her properly...I mean about what she wants and so on...' Fawad looked at Hamid confused whereas Akram looked at him with anger. On the other side Karan and Zoya couldn't belief what they were hearing. Zoya started smiling.
'I don't understand...I thought it was a done deal...I mean we have planned the wedding...in just under two weeks' Fawad said standing up. Hamid also stood up 'I appreciate that...as you know I honour my words and promises I make, I am asking for more time, I am not saying no' 'more time for what, if you honour your promises then why the delay?' Akram spat out 'Akram' Fawad called out 'it's ok, if Hamid has said he is not saying no that means the wedding will still go ahead...announcing it today or tomorrow makes no difference' Hamid gave him a smile and nodded, in the end Fawad agreed and then left with his son who looked like he had just lost first prize.
Zoya ran to Hamid and hugged him 'thank you Mamoon, thank you so much' Hamid tapped her head 'Zoya seeing you cry is not easy for me just like going back in my word isn't easy, I will give you a few more days to get used to the idea...beta, you will marry Akram as planned' Zoya's face dropped instantly as Hamid walked off she looked at Karan.
Stepping to the side he gestured for her to go upstairs. As soon as Karan entered her room she fell to his feet crying 'please don't make me go through this, take me away from here' seeing her at his feet made his insides shatter, he quickly sat down next to her and took her into his arms 'I'm so sorry Zoya, please forgive me...just two more days, I promise by then Akram's truth will be out and so will ours' kissing the top of her head he picked her up in his arms and walked her to the bed 'get some rest' 'Karan, please don't leave me...stay...I need you'. Karan smiled as he stroked her cheek 'I will be back soon'.
Karan called Mr Roy to update him with what had happened 'don't worry Karan,Tuesday morningI will have everything, I will be there first thing' 'thank you...I just hope until then I can manage to contain Zoya' 'Karan why don't you take her out tomorrow, away from the house and atmosphere' 'I will do...good night'.
'Aisha Bibi, I am with Zoya...I promise I won't stay long, she needs me to be with her, she is really upset' 'it's ok Karan, you don't need to explain to me, she is your wife...go to her'.
Every time Zoya tried to deepen their kiss Karan would pull back 'Karan please' she said in a broken voice, as much as he wanted to be with her he was wasn't prepared to take the risk. 'Zoya, it's not safe to...just look around you, look where we are' feeling dejected Zoya sat back and turned away from him 'Zoya, don't look away from me...not like this' 'Karan go back to your room, you're right it's not safe for you to be in here' Karan reached out for her hand which she pulled back. Not saying anything to him Zoya pulled her bedding over herself and closed her eyes. It wasn't easy for him to see her like that but he knew it's as only a matter of time, time that Hamid unknowingly had bought for them.
Standing up he bent down to kiss the side of her head 'I love you Zoya' he whispered in her ear before he walked out.