New Asya SS: Heart to the test, Chap7, 28-8-16 - Page 17

Chap 6

-ASAAADDD, she jerked from her sleep, her heart beating madly and her forehead shining with drops. She looked around her to find herself in her bed, still with her dress. It was already the morning, then what about last night? Was it for real or was it just a dream? She saw him and touched him, Asad was in front of her, he was indeed real but why was she all alone? Why wasn't beside her right now? Her eyes moistened, she didn't want to go through another mirage of him, she didn't want to believe that yesterday never happened. She jumped from her bed and ran like a mad woman, she had to be sure. She opened the door to be stop.

-Zoya, are you ok? Asked Karan, worried, listen about yesterday...Before he could continue, she passed by him leaving him agape.

She was in mission and walked to this house, his name never left her lips, she kept calling him like a deep prayers wishing to be heard to the 7^th sky. She walked her eyes fixed on her target like a predator and didn't even felt her body being slashed by the leaves. She knocked madly the door and the seconds became lengthy, until finally it opened to show an young lad .

-Yes, how can I help you?

-Asad, where is Asad?

-Asad? She asked confused, I am sorry ma'am, there is no one here by this name, she started to close the door but Zoya wasn't taking no as an answer.

-I am looking for a man, tall 7", dark hair, brown eyes, well built, in his thirties, did he leave here?

-Ma'am the only man's leaving here, is Mr Sheikh and ...The description fit him perfectly.

-Mr Sheikh? Her heart skipped a beat. Where is he? I need to talk to him, please, please, she shook the lady by her shoulders desperately. The poor lady looked horrified and worried with Zoya's behavior, however, she tried to keep calm and removed gently ZOya's hand from her.

-Mr Sheikh was not here,

-Where is he? She took a step but she didn't move from inch.

-Travel business, he is out of the town

-Are you sure? Zoya asked impatiently, but she just nodded in response and was about to close the door, but Zoya put her hand in opposition. Are you sure he is not here? Zoya asked again and this time, her voice was dangerously lowering. The lady remained silence and her eyes looked below her shoulders. Zoya stared toward this direction and found the watchman coming closer. She sighed knowing that if she insisted, she will be thrown out. It took her a lot to stay calm and to regain her sanity.

-When he will return? Zoya asked frustrated, she was sure that this lady was lying to her.

-I can give him your message when he will be back.

-No, let it be.

The door of her questioning closed and she walked away lost in her thoughts. Her mind was in a mess, nothing made sense to her. Was it real? But she was sure that she saw him, it was her Asad, even under the weak light, she managed to see him clearly. She looked to her hands, and passed her thumbs on her fingerprint, she touched him then how come, it was not Asad but Mr Sheikh. She tried to remember about yesterday and realized that he said: Who is Asad? And it clicked in her mind, She looked back at this house, her heart racing madly, she wished to break this door and to see him again, her stranger wasn't any stranger, it's her lost husband, but how did he become Mr Sheikh? Is Mr Sheikh and Asad only one person or was it just an image of him? Did he lose his memory and became this man? Was it a reincarnation? She shook her head frantically, she was about to go crazy, so many questions to answer. Where is her Asad? Where was he hiding now? The feeling around this stranger was so familiar to her, but did he feel the same about her? The mystery behind the shadow was unbearable especially when the two of them possessed the same face.

-Zoya, she flinched when she felt a small tap on her shoulder.

-Karan, you scared me, she breathed in and out

-What's wrong? Are you ok? You just ran away like possessed by something, is everything all right?

-I am fine, I am fine, I...I just needed to be alone

-it's because of me...Of yesterday? He asked embarrassed

-Yesterday? She asked clueless, What about yesterday?

-You don't remember?

-Of course...She finally recalled everything, I remember Karan.

-Listen I don't want to screw our friendship and I understand that I...I didn't confess, I was maybe too abrupt and if you need time, I can wait for you, Zoya, you are really close to my heart. He kept justify himself but Zoya wasn't listen a single word, her mind drifted to Asad and how to reach him. She couldn't wait a single second, two years were too long and now that he was here...

-What do you think?

-What? Zoya asked a bit dizzy

-What do you think about what I said? Are you ok with it?

-Yeah, absolutely fine, we are friends and let forget about it, ok? She tapped amicably his shoulders and walked away. She had something else to deal with right now. He looked at her retreating back and scrubbed his hair. He sighed sadly and walked behind her.

-CUUUTT, Zoya, what's wrong with you? Abi yelled at her frustrated

-I am really sorry, Abi, it just...She scrubbed her forehead. I am sorry, once again please.

-You already say this earlier, and 10 shots later, you are still not in your character, you looked away Zoya, I need you to focus. The light started to dim and I don't want to do it again tomorrow, it will not fill the budget. Please, Zoya the last scene and it's done.

-Ok, ok, I am sorry again, I will do it, she sighed loudly.

-Abi relax man, it's Zoya, she will for sure do it, she is our star. Karan stared at her to give her encouragement and she smiled back at him. It was indeed a really good friend to her. She can't disappoint him. If she wanted to get free, sooner, she will do this scene, sooner she will get back to search for Asad.

-Ok guys, one more time and this time hopefully the last one, Abi, with his words put some pressure on her shoulders, but she didn't bother, her heart was caring heavier than his threat. She couldn't focus at all since she returned from Asad's new house, her mind couldn't focus on anything, what was supposed to take 1 hours, it took 3 hours to shoot. Abi was continuously stopping the shot because of her, once, she forgot her text, once she was overacting. Everyone started to get hyper with her, only Karan was her real support. He felt responsible for her state, little he knew that he wasn't at all in her mind.

The shooting after so much struggles and so many shots, the scene was wrapped and the entire team started to pack up. Zoya was torn between going again to his place and going back to her home to learn more about this man, Mr Sheikh.. Zoya was knew to be really friendly and cheerful girl, but today everyone senses how worried and tensed she was looking and those who tried to talk to her, she always wiped them with the same answer: I am just tired. She wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone right now.

After long travel back, she finally stepped on the dry land and took her phone.

-Humeira, I need to see you right now, join me at home. I will explain but please come now. She cut the call and walked away from her team, ignoring them. She caught her car and drove back.

-Asad, Asad, you are alive, you are alive, she didn't stop to repeat. She tried to convince herself that she didn't dream about last night. Asad you are alive, thank God, he's alive, he is alive.

She finally let out her happiness in the car, yelling on the top of her lung, crying and thanking the sky for this miracle. She touched him, talked to him and held him, her husband was finally back but suddenly, the doubt knocked again. The more she thought about their meeting, the more she got submerged by hundred questions giving her headache. Between all those question the only one that hurt her was : why did he not recognize her? Did he forget all about her? She can't believe this, he can't forget their love, her love to him, their hearts always beat as one even during the hardest time in their couple. She stopped the car to find Humeira nervously tapping her foot on the ground.

-Zoya, you scared me, what's wrong?

-First don't think I am crazy ok ? She opened the door and both entered the house.

-No, you are...not, what's wrong? You're making me nervous now

-Asad is alive, her face lightened

-What? How? When? Are you sure?

-I saw him as I see you now

-Really? But where is he? Humeira asked in shock and Zoya sighed.

-The problem is that he doesn't remember me, she sat on her sofa, resigned

-What do you mean he doesn't remember you? You are his wife, you know what tell me everything from the beginning ok, because I am more confused now than anything.

-Ok

Zoya narrated everything that happened in the island, from the moment he appeared as a scary shadow to the moment, she left his house searching for him.

-Zoya, are you sure it's Asad?

-Yes, it is

-Maybe it's a just his look like, don't put your hope too high.

-Maybe not

-Did you just consider maybe Mr Sheikh was not your Asad?

-NO, I know it's Asad, God answer to my prayers and he sent him back to me, he is alive, alive, Humeira.

-Zoya please don't do this to yourself, you suffer a lot and you went through hard phase. I want you to keep in mind, that maybe he is not Asad.

-I can't Humeira, I know it's Asad.

-Ok, what do you know about this man?

-Nothing

-and you based all your hope on nothing? Zoya we are talking about a man who jumped with his car from the ravine, a man who had more chance to be...

-NO, don't say it, he is alive, I know, I saw him, I talked to him.

Humeira sighed, her friend went back again like she was, year ago, obsessed and desperate to find him. She cursed her faith and destiny with their cruel game, instead of Zoya, Humeira was convinced that Asad was no more, but how to convince someone like her. She needed to find a way to convince her about this strange man, she even doubted if her friend saw him in real or she just mistaken him with Asad.

-I have an idea, let's hire private detective to search about him.

-This is a good idea, Humeira

-Ok let me manage this, and I will ask Ayaan about it,

-Humeira, I want to know everything about him, everything, his sign, his blood group, his hobbies, his childhood, his past, every single thing about this man, I know in the bottom of my heart, that it's Asad, my Asad and he is back to me.

-In sha Allah, Humeira took her in her arms and looked up.

Ya Allah, don't put her again in this test, she suffers so much. She prayed for her friend, knowing that another heartbreak can be the end of her sanity.

2 weeks later

Days to wait for this detective to come, days begging for information, begging for a hope to be sure about her feeling. From her side, she tried to do some researches on internet, but it was impossible to find anything interesting. Sheikh is a rich family, but not picture, not interview or even a stolen photo of him existed. His life was really well protected which intriguing her more and convinced that this man only appeared two years ago, the day Asad got missing.

The most waited days has come when the detective finally called her and asked for a meeting.

-Please come in

-Thanks Mrs Khan

Suresh Bakshi, this private detective was a former cop, working now in investigations for accounts of rich clients. Humeira did things well, she invested in one of the best in the market especially for his discretion, something evident to have knowing Zoya's reputation.

-let's say that there was many things hard to find but other seemed to be easy, too easy to my taste, like...He stopped lost in his thoughts

-Like what? Zoya asked impatiently

-Nothing, I have everything you asked for

-let's start then

-Well, Sheikh family is a rich family, the tenth fortune of the country, Ibrahim and Sarah Sheikh were blessed by one child, a son, Amir, but happened a tragedy where the kid was kidnapped at age of 3, he was with his nanny and a black van came, hit the nanny and took the baby away. For long weeks, the family deal with the kidnappers, but unfortunately, they knew about the police and they cut all connections with the family. And unfortunately, his family never found the kid anymore. His mother, Sarah Ibrahim Sheikh died 5 years ago and Mr Sheikh continued to look after his son no matter what, until came the man that you asked for. He appeared only 2 years ago.

Zoya's heart skipped a beat, she didn't want to hope too much until he didn't finish his narration, she waited too long to let herself in false hope.

-They found him in a bad state, his medical record shows numerous injuries: spinal injury, bruising to the head, multiple fractures and a few old scars, probably from a previous accident. He stayed in the hospital for 4 months and then his father took him to his house to finish his treatment, he couldn't walk when they found him.

Zoya couldn't retain her tears, everything seemed to point to her Asad.

-Mr Sheikh kept his son away from media, from everyone in his private island, rumors said that he lost his mind after his wife death, and his obsession to find his son was the only thing that kept him alive. Anyway, he gave all the medical needs for his son, both of them were out of the view for months, until, the new came about Mr Sheikh's death, he died in his sleep, 3 months ago and autopsy confirmed a heart attack. So Amir recovered from his bruise and inherited a great wealth. I went to meet him but it's almost impossible to meet him directly, you can only deal with his secretary and when I asked too much questions, they invited me to leave.

-I know

-This man protected his life perfectly but not his past, I couldn't find any recent picture of him, he avoided media, gala, business parties, he only deal in solo. He never showed himself and he was called as dark shadow. The only person that met him described him as mysterious, emotionless and redoubtable business man. Some of those men that I interviewed said "scary" about him.

-How to be sure that he was Sheikh's son and not another one? She wanted a strong confirmation.

-Amir used to have birthmark on his head that can only be seen once shaved. And if you need more evidence, actually only DNA and fingerprints can confirm this, however in his medical record, this part was missing. I couldn't also find it in his police record, his file disappeared in fire like many others. I looked for the policeman in charge of his case, but he died 2 months ago, from heart attack...Again. He was just 40 years old, he said suspiciously, but Zoya didn't notice, she was only looking for hint about her missing husband. She never noticed any birthmark on Asad's scalp.

-Where is As...I mean Amir now?

-He is in Italy for 15 days, visiting his hotels, starting new projects, a common life I must say.

-Do you know what happened to Amir from the moment he disappeared and the moment he came back?

-Actually, this part was impossible to find Mrs Khan, his father didn't let any stone in this earth without looking at, rumors said that the kidnappers killed him or sold him, his record was closed 2 years after his kidnapping but Ibrahim Sheikh never stopped to search for him. And Amir never talked to media or gave a private statement, all it was written in his record, that he lost his memory the day they found him, he couldn't and didn't talk during his stay in hospital, doctors concluded to violent emotional shock resulting in posttraumatic amnesia.

-He lost his memory you said, she pursed her lips, she couldn't hold the hope that rise in her heart.

-Yes, this is the conclusion, I guess that why he stayed away from people, until he didn't recover completely his memory. With such a fortune and loss of memory, it can be subject to big scam.

-I can understand, the more she listened the more she was convinced that it s her Asad, her husband.

-Mrs Khan I don't know why you want to know about him, but if I can give you my feeling, don't approach this man, I feel something strange about him, something not reassuring.

-Don't worry about me, I can manage. Do you have something else to add that I need to know about him?

-I only managed to grab old newspapers about his kidnapping, this is the last picture of him.

Zoya took it and scanned intently his face, it was a family picture, he was sitting on woman's lap, who must be his mother and a man looking at him, for sure his dad. All were smiling in this picture, a perfect moment of happiness before everything crashed into darkness. Her heart tightened and felt for them, she lost her husband and waiting for two years, but they waited their entire life for their lost son. She couldn't hold her tears looking at this picture.

-Mrs Khan are you ok? He asked concerned

-Yeah, I am fine, she wiped her tears with her hands. Thank you so much for everything.

-I only did my job, and if you need anything else, here my number don't hesitate. Once again, be careful, I don't feel this guy.

-Don't worry, I will be fine. He nodded and left, feeling that she was not going to listen to him. She will for sure not stay away from him, she needed to see him even more now. She looked again at this picture and her eyes widened suddenly. She remembered something.

She walked to the attic looking for Asad's old belongings, she switched the light and stayed for a minute looking at this place. It contained all their memories, their wedding pictures, his clothes, his writing. Year ago, she accepted to leave their house but couldn't let his stuff behind it was her condition to Humeira. She never stepped inside since she moved to this house and it felt strange. She opened one box, containing some shirts, and brushed the materiel delicately. She took a long breath to stop her tears from falling, she was not here to cry, but to find him.

After some minutes, she finally found what she came for, a small metallic box. She took it, and blow the dust away from the lead making her coughing. She opened it to find Asad's childhood picture, he didn't have a lot of picture, only one when he was 5. It was a group photo when he was at the orphanage. She put side by side the two picture and compared them, the contrast was important to notice, Amir looked really happy while Asad looked sad and angry. She found some similarities and some difference, both were not in the same age which added more differences.

-Could it be Asad and Amir the same person? She asked herself. Asad was Ibrahim lost son? She wondered.

Flashback

It was summer time, and Asad and Zoya decided to go for a walk. They were just married for months by now and their love never ceased to grow up days after days. They were happy, in love and totally unaware about what future had for them.

They sat eating some ice-cream and watching some kids playing around with their family.

-Asad how many kids you want? She asked him

-Well, let's say 5

-5!!!!!! Are you serious?

-You asked me, I reply, he shrugged

-Only a man can say this, for sure you will not be the one who will carry them

-O-K, how much you can carry then? He asked ironically

-Let's say 2

-2? It's not enough, but if it's your wishes my princess, I validate for 2, he licked two times his cornet. Deal booked.

-Of course, you will have no other choice than following my wish, she said proudly

-But I warn you if you want more, I won't give it you

-Like I care about your opinion, I know how to get what I want, she winked at him and chuckled eating her ice-cream.

-Naughty Mrs Khan, his mouth opened in shock, I am not an easy guy.

-Whatever

-I am not , I said, he rose his voice and she replied by rolling her eyes. Both went back watching the kids playing and both smiled at their antics finishing the last bit of ice-cream.

-Asad?

-Mmmh

-Do you think I will be a good mother?

-The best one, he took her in his arms placing a soft kiss on her temple

-And you will be the best father ever, she said sincerely posing her head on his chest but suddenly, she felt his body rigid. What's wrong? She looked up

-Nothing, he said curtly

-Asad, what's wrong? She cupped his face and saw some pain in his eyes.

-Nothing babe, I am fine, he brushed her cheek trying to sound reassuring but she was not blind, he was still restless.

She pecked his lips staying more than necessary, he sighed and kissed her deeply, trying to find peace in her lips. He pulled away searching for her eyes.

-I love you, he simply said and Zoya smiled genuinely at him, it was his way to thank him.

-Why don't you try to find you parents Asad? She suggested but his face hardened

-I don't want, he looked away

-Asad, you need it, she forced him to look at her

-I don't need to find persons who left their son in the door of orphanage, at age of 3, with bruises, bleeding head and starved. I don't need to find those monsters who beat their son and left him close to death. His voice was low but she felt how mad he was and his body was shaking with fury under her arms.

-You need to find you answers Asad

-I HAVE ALL MY ANSWERS, ZOYA, he grabbed her wrist firmly, pressing them more and more.

-Babe you are hurting me, her eyes moistened with his pain and not for what he was doing to her.

-I...I am sorry, he left her hands and stepped away from her, taking his head in his hands.

-Asad, she tried to calm him, rubbing his back

-I am sorry Zoya, I didn't mean to hurt you, I am not them, I don't want to be them, I don't want to be, he sobbed desperately. This pain from his past never ever healed.

-Asad you are not them and you are kind, generous, respectful, humble, honest, and you will be a perfect father.

-What if I am not? His eyes full with tears asking to be comfort, Zoya knew it wasn't Asad who was asking her, but the small boy that have been left alone.

-You-are-going-to-be-best-father-ever, Asad Ahmed Khan, I know and I have no doubt about it.

-Asad Ahmed Khan is not even my truth name, he let out a cruel chuckle

-but it s the one that you chose and the one that gave meaning to who you are now. I don't care about your true name Asad or your background, all I care is you, the man that you are and will be, the man that love me and care for me, the one that never stop to tease me even when you know that you should NOT do it. He smiled at her tenderly. I love you Asad, I really really love you and I just want you to find peace with you past babe. She wiped his tears and kissed his cheek.

-All I care is you and I love you more and more, I promise to build a perfect family for you and to be the best friend, the best husband and the best father.

-I know you will do it. And she took him in embrace and he did the same with even more intensity.

Flashback stopped

He forgot about her just to find his past, and destiny put him back to his family. Amir can be Asad but this time Asad was lost in Amir's memory and she needed to bring him back. She took her phone and dialed a number:

-Hello this is Mrs Khan again, can you send the name and the address of Amir's hotel in Italy? She waited for some seconds and finally finished her call. Thank you.

3 Days later

She walked along the corridor with high hope and high anxiety. This place looked amazing indeed but she was not here for holidays.

-Yes Humeira, I finally arrived, she said on the phone

-Zoya you are crazy, you know that, going all alone to meet a stranger

-He is not a stranger, he is...

-Not again please, did you just hear what the detective said about him?

-Yes, she rolled her eyes

-No, you didn't, because if you heard him well, you wouldn't have jump in the first plane to Italy searching for a man that no one knows

-I know him Humeira, he is Asad, my Asad, she was losing all her patience with her friend.

-Did you ask yourself the good question? He appeared only two years ago and suddenly become one of the richest man in the city, don't you think he just scam a poor and desperate man?

-Why would he scam me? I don't even have the tenth of his wealth, and I have nothing interesting to scam

-You are famous, beautiful, one of the newbie in the showbiz, you can give him a name

-He spent his time avoiding people, do you really think he will be interested by me? An artist who will expose his life like never before, come on Humeira.

-I don't know, I just don't trust this man

-You didn't see him how can you not trust him?

-Zoya, please come back, I am really worried for you

-You shouldn't, I am a big girl and I can manage him

-Zoya, you and this old man has something in common, you both were desperately waiting for your loved one and you are an easy prey to trap. Please don't put yourself in trouble and come back.

-No Humeira, I can't come back without him, I need to know, my heart tells me that I am close to find him and I won't miss this opportunity to bring him back.

-What if...

-No if, no but, I will bring him back, she heard her sighed loudly resigned.

-Ok, take care of you and call me soon.

-Ok, bye. She cut the call and looked at the receptionist, she didn't know from where to start and had only few days to search for him. Mrs Khan. She gave him her name. The receptionist nodded and searched for it. She took few seconds to look out the window enjoying the view of the sunlight, there was something peaceful about this place, she closed her eyes praying to find all her answers soon.

-Beautiful,

Her eyes shot open, this voice again. She turned and her breath trapped in her throat. He was standing in front of her, this time he was under the light where she can see him clearly. He walked slowly toward her and she could enjoy how his feet moved gracefully on the floor, she missed to see him walking. She was on the verge to cry, to throw himself in his arms, shaking him from his collar to make him remember, but she couldn't do this. She will sound crazy to people but little they know how long she waited and how starved she was. He was finally close and she can appreciate his height, she almost forgot how tall he can be.

-Mrs Khan, the corner of his lips lifted slowly, it's good to see you.

No words came out from her mouth, she was petrified, taking every beat of this moment, it has been 2 years that she didn't see him or hear him, she wished she could freeze the moment. She regretted his shade, it hid his dark and intense eyes, she always loved the way he was looking at her.

-Mrs Khan? He called her again

-Mmm

-Are you ok? He let out a soft chuckle and her heart beat even faster. This naughty laugh of him, she can recognize between a thousand one. Don't faint please, he said in concern

-I...It's ok, I will not faint, she shook her head to take control of her emotion. Don't worry.

-What a pleasant surprise to see you here, in my hotel, he spread his arms in welcome way.

-I didn't know it was yours, she lied. Did he really need to know why she was here?

-Well, it's my parent's one, he said humbly

-Oh, ok.

-Did you already book for you room? He asked looking at the receptionist.

-Yes, I've just came few minutes ago

-Please can you change Mrs Khan room to the VIP suite one please, he ordered

-No, please, I am fine with it, she protested embarrassed

-Please you are my guest, his voice didn't let her any other choice than accepting his generous offer.

-Thank you but you shouldn't have done this, it will be too much.

-Nothing is too much for you, even if she can't see his eyes, she could feel them burning hers through his shades. I mean, I like to make my guest in pure comfort. It makes me happy to see them happy.

-Thank you again,

-Let's say it's my way to apologize from that night, when I came from nowhere and I was rude with you.

-No, you just surprised me

-You mean I scared you

-A bit. She finally confessed making him laugh. Another blissful time came hearing again his laugh, It never fell to make her smile. His laugh fade away when he felt her eyes on him. He adjusted his collar feeling embarrassed but didn't know why he felt like this in front of her.

-I hope you will enjoy your time here and if you need anything don't hesitate, my team will be at your service

-It's too much, you only saw me two times, she said waiting for any reaction from him.

-Yeah for sure, but, he finally removed his shade and stared at her. I don't know why but...You looked familiar to me, he narrowed his eyes clearly trying to find why. Zoya retained herself from yelling at him. I...I maybe sound crazy for you saying this, he scratched his hair shyly.

-Not at all, you looked also familiar to me.

-I guess it's my time to thank you for not making me feel like a fool

-As...She froze, and swallowed hard, no you are not, maybe...Sometimes

-This is mean, he said in shock

-No I am not, she winked

-Naughty you are sweetheart, he smiled and suddenly he realized what he said. I...I am sorry, I don't know why I said this, I am sorry, I...He massaged his temple and hissed.

But Zoya knew why, Asad used to call her sweetheart. She tried to impose the same atmosphere of complicity to trigger his memory and it seemed to work, at least, she saw a glimpse of him through his words.

-I am sorry, I have to go, he said curly wearing again his shades, he walked away feeling lost and embarrassed. She saw him walking away helpless, he can't go now, she needed to stay with her. She tried to think quickly searching for a reason for him to stay.

-As...AMIR, she called him and he stopped. He turned and faced with a confused look

-How do you know my name?

-I was curious to know who was the man who scared me, making me faint and the man who carried me to my bed, leaving my side without any word.

Her answer made him smirked again, the more she saw this smirk the more she melt. She didn't know if she will be able to control herself for longer time.

-Do you need anything Mrs Khan?

-I was wondering if you want to go for a walk with me, he frowned, see, I came here to relax but I know nothing about this place, and having a friend around it always funnier than being alone.

-Are we friends now?

-Of course, we are, only if you don't want

-No, I mean, I though you would have avoiding me since that night, I am just happily surprised.

-if it makes you happy then I am happy. So?

-So what?

-Hugh, she rolled her eyes, you already forget about going for a walk

-I don't know maybe you need first to take a rest, let's do it tomorrow if you want

-But I want it now

-Are you sure?

-you owe me this

-why?

-You scared me

-but I though we are friends

-we are but before you have to go for a walk, to seal our friendship, like a true business deal

-But we need to discuss about all the conditions first

-perfect, let's go a walk then and we can discuss about all the terms that you need to know.

-I don't know Zoya,

-please, please, please, don't say no, I came from far and I don't want to be alone today. She gave him her puppy eyes and knew that her Asad never ever refused her anything when she looked at him this way.

-O-K, he finally gave up

-YES, I love you, both froze suddenly, and Zoya shaded quickly her sentence, I love from you to hear you say YES. She walked away proudly trying to sound and to look unaffected. He looked firstly confused and retorted.

-A true diva you are?

-Yes, I am, and I deserved it

-Crazy lady, he muttered

-I hear you, she pointed at him angrily

-Sorry, he held his ears

-I forgive you

-your majesty is too kind, he replied sarcastically. She didn't say anything and walked, she could feel him behind her, his eyes on her. She didn't know what to do or how to proceed without being disclose her true motivations. She knows his reputation but she is an actress, and it will be her biggest role, a role of a woman who will save her husband from the darkness. She will be this light that he need, she looked at him and smiled.

I will bring you back, my love, I will bring you back Asad.