PART-11
Asad entered the room after having a small discussion with Dr. Meera about Zoya's condition to find Zoya sitting on the hospital bed while glaring disgustingly at the bowl of soup kept in front of her. Her nose and eyebrows were comically scrunched as she made a puking expression looking at the horrible example of cocking which was unfortunately, for her, the only thing she was allowed to eat at that moment. She was so engrossed in having a one sided glaring session with her new enemy that she failed to notice Asad at the door who was having an amused expression on his face at her show. He chuckled silently when he saw Zoya finally take a spoon-full to her mouth which looked more like she was about to eat poison but stopped before feeding it into her mouth and instead took it near nose, smelling it uncertainly and then dropping the spoon again in the bowl, this time making a even more terribly disgusted face.
Shaking his head while smiling at her antics, Asad finally made his way towards her and took his seat on the stool, close to her bed. Zoya looked at him at this but understanding his motives, huffed at him.
-" I am not going to eat this awful thing Mr. Khan." Zoya announced even before he could open his mouth to say anything and turned her face to the other side, crossing her arms over her chest.
-" Ms. Farooqui, the doctor has prescribed you to take only this light soup for today and if you continue to do like this, you have to stay hungry for the whole day which, of course, we can't afford. Please adjust for a day. This is for the betterment of your health and you want to be fine soon, right?" Asad gently explained to make her understand but his expectant face fell when turned towards him and stated blankly with an expressionless face, "NO."
-" If you eat this now, I promise I will buy you a pizza later." Asad tried to quietly bribe her with his best puppy face at display, blinking his big eyes like a cute 4-year-old. Zoya's heart almost melted at the sight and a little smile was fighting its way on her lips but her detest for that soup was way too greater and it won at last as she again said a big fat no on his face, making him sigh at his defeat.
-" You know what Ms. Farooqui? You are finding this more difficult to eat because you are thinking too much about it. Just don't think ok? Or actually you should think. Yeah, you just imagine it to be pizza or something and then you will see it becoming far more easier to swallow." Asad who was till now rambling more to himself than Zoya, stopped abruptly when he found her giving him a are-you-serious' kind of look and looked down at the soup. To be honest, he actually had to agree with Zoya as he himself found it hard to call that a soup. He just quickly mumbled a " Well, let's just drop this idea" which made her roll her eyes with a slight chuckle but he wasn't going to give up.
-" Ms. Farooqui, you just close your nose and eyes and gulp it down. I will feed you this." He proposed while taking the bowl in his hands. Zoya's eyes widened at this and she pressed her lips in a thin line to tightly close the entrance. She turned her face to other side, crossing her arms in front of her chest, clearly showing her rejection of the proposal.
Asad was looking helplessly when an idea struck his mind and he grinned evilly looking at Zoya who by now was sure that he had accepted defeat , thanks to the silence from his side, and was lost in her own thoughts.
-" Look Salman Khan!" Asad spoke out suddenly.
-" Where?" Zoya's head snapped in his direction in reflex. Asad took this opportunity and put the spoon-full of soup in her mouth. While Zoya glared at him in shock, he smiled victoriously. Asad pulled the spoon out of her mouth, still grinning, when she swallowed the soup in it without having any other option. Her mouth fell open in disbelief at what just happened as she was still under the shock and Asad thrust another spoonful of soup into her mouth, effectively bringing her out of her stupor with this. He again pulled back the spoon when the needful was done and this time when Zoya opened her mouth to blast at him, he put the filled spoon again in her mouth. This time she was enraged beyond limit and quite disheveled from these continuous, unexpected attacks. When Asad finally brought the spoon out of her mouth, Zoya was too enraged to response in any way. Her nose was flaring in anger and narrowed eyes were throwing deadly glares in his way. Her lips were pressed in thin line and her face was so red that it resembled a red chili. While on the other hand Asad was finding it really hard to control the roars of laughter which were trying to fight their way out, as he could almost see smoke coming out of her nose and ears.
-" I am not going to fall for this Salman Khan trick again." She finally managed to speak through her gritted teeth and turned her face to other side, fuming and still crossing her arms over her chest. After a few moments, she peeked from the corner of her eyes, through the curtain of her hair as she found him unusually quiet but when she found him simply staring at the bowl, without any hints of mischief on his face, as if thinking deeply about something, she breathed a sigh of relief as she thought that he had finally given up. But her misconception was soon broken when after few more moments, the silence was again broken by Asad's voice.
-" Look M. S. Dhoni." Asad suddenly spoke out of nowhere.
-"Where?" Zoya repeated her actions from few minutes ago in reflex as she was caught off guard and when she realized what blunder she had made, it was too late as she could feel the soup-filled spoon in her mouth. This time Asad couldn't control anymore and burst out into hysteric fits of laughter while Zoya was completely confused about how to react. Asad finally took out the spoon out of her mouth.
-" But M.S. Dhoni trick surely worked." He managed to say in between his laughter, taking the tail of her last comment and Zoya grumbled.
-" See Ms. Farooqui, by now you must have understood that I am too stubborn to let you be careless with your health and somehow will make you have this. So please save these poor celebrities the torture and have this. I promise that you don't have to eat this after this one time. But if you are still agreeing to disagree, I have a lot of your favorite celebrities in my list." He threatened playfully, a smirk was playing on his lips and eyes glistened with naughtiness. Zoya agreed to eat with a loud, annoyed sigh when she realized that he won't actually leave her without finishing that cringe-worthy thing. Asad smiled triumphantly and continued to feed her in silence. Zoya finished the meal grumbling and mumbling under her breath, making Asad smile tenderly at her childish antics. He could see his Zoya in those moments.
-" Won't you eat anything?" Zoya inquired quietly when he finished dabbing the corner of her mouth with a napkin where a little drop of soup was, making heart-beats increase and arising goose-bumps all her body.
-" Now that now have eaten, I will go and grab a super-quick bite." Asad informed her with a smile as he place the now-empty bowl on the bedside table. He dropped a quick kiss on the top of her head and exited the room before she could say anything, leaving her filled with warmth and surprise at this gesture.
It had been a little more than ten minutes since Asad had left when Kiara, Zoya's nurse, entered the room to give her the medicines and also to take away the empty bowl. She was also a college mate and friend of Zoya. She looked surprisingly at the empty bowl as she knew her friend's hatred for that dish and was prepared to have quite a tiring verbal wrestling with this patient to make her eat this.
-" What's the matter? Here I was expecting a full-blown whining session and you have already finished it. Why do I feel that this have something to do with a certain Mr. Khan?" Kiara teased her friend with a smirk, knowing very swell who could have done such an impossible thing. She had met Asad that morning only and she had to admit that she immediately fell in love with the absolutely gorgeous and cute couple they made.
-" I can't believe that he tricked me into eating the whole soup and now must be stuffing himself with some tasty dish in the kitchen." Zoya sulked with a pout and Kiara chuckled at her friend.
-" Sorry to burst your bubble my dear friend but I am just coming from the cafeteria and I saw him taking this very same tasteless soup as yours, instead of your assumed tasty food. When I asked him the reason, he just replied with a smile that he didn't feel like eating something else when you are sulking here about this. Though he told me not to tell you but I think you need to know." Kiara informed her with a smile and Zoya's eyes snapped in her direction. Her fluttering heart skipped a beat at the information and the realization of how much she actually means to him hit her like a blinding ray of light in absolute darkness. Kiara just nodded slightly at the silent quarry of her friend's unshed tears.
-" Ok, now leave all this and take this medicines." She quickly said to change the topic or rather Zoya's depressing thoughts and it did work as she grimaced dramatically at the tablets. She was about to protest when Asad entered the room.
-" What's going on?" He inquired as he noticed Zoya's scrunched face.
-" Well, Ms. Zoya Farooqui is just planning to start a full-blown protest against taking her medicines." Kiara informed him, shaking her head in frustration at her stubborn friend cum patient who had done this same thing every time she had been admitted there. Zoya glared at her friend and was about to protest when she saw Asad glaring at her and shut up, still not in a mood to oblige. Asad sighed softly at himself. He knew that this was to come and he also knew what to do.
-" Ok, Ms. Farooqui. You don't have the medicines." Asad stated with a straight face, making Zoya and Kiara both to gape at him in incredulity and disbelief. But Asad continued ignoring them.
-" If you don't want to take the medicines willingly, don't. It is just that then we have to take the other way. It won't be difficult though. All we have to do is make you unconscious and inject the medicines in your body. Simple." Asad continued matter-of-factly with that same straight face. While Zoya's mouth fell open in shock and disbelief, forming a big capital O', at his words, Kiara and Asad gave example of inhumanly self-control by holding back their fits of laughter at her horrified expression.
-"You are not serious, are you? You can't do that." Zoya said in a desperate need to get assured that they were not serious.
-" Actually Zoya we can do that. In cases of stubborn patients, we are allowed to do this for their well-being." Kiara piped in with a serious expression as she understood Asad's plan. Zoya looked even more terrified as even after searching their faces for long moments, she didn't find any traces of joke. She finally extended her hand n a silent indication that she was ready. Asad did a small mental happy dance as Zoya gulped down her pills. As she scrunched her eyes shut while gulping, Asad and Kiara high-fived behind her but immediately sobered up as she glared at them after finishing her job.
-" Happy?" She grumbled at them.
-" Very much." They laughingly sung in unison making her roll her eyes. Kiara left the room with the empty bowl and it didn't took Zoya long to fall asleep due to the affect of the pills, with Asad holding her hand securely in his all the time, sitting beside her.
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Asad entered the room after getting her discharge paper signed, only to find her already changed in the spare cloths Dr. Meera had brought few hours ago. He rushed to her side when he noticed her sway a little. She clutched the bed with one and her head with the other to keep her balance when she felt quite dizzy and Asad held her shoulders to keep her straight. Then the next second she found herself lifted up in his arms and she shrieked at this sudden action.
-" Mr. Khan put me down. I can walk myself. I am fine." Zoya protested.
-" Yeah, right. You are fine and I am a secret agent." Asad retorted sarcastically and Zoya rolled her eyes at this. But soon a soft smile graced both of their lips remembering that funny but precious moments of past. Zoya kept on wriggling in his hold to be let down, much to Asad's frustration.
-" Ms. Farooqui will you please stay still. It is not like I haven't picked you up before." Asad finally said, not being able to take this anymore and this statement of his made Zoya's cheeks color slightly.
-" The situations were different back then and the things have changed now." Zoya still meekly made a lame attempt to protest.
-" Surely, just like your wait. I must say Ms. Farooqui, you have gained a lot of weight. I am feeling like holding a drum of bricks now. You were much more lighter back then." Asad teased her only get smacked on his chest by her. Chuckling at her offended expression, he continued to walk with Zoya in his arms.
-" Just relax and enjoy the world from a different angle Zoya." Asad said smiling down at her. Though he indicated her towards the way ahead, Zoya very well-understood the double meaning behind the statement. Sighing, she rested her head on his chest, tired, and wounded her arms around his neck, knowing very well that she won't win this argument. It was just first day of the month and both of them could very well feel it in their guts that this whole month ahead was going to be a complete rollercoaster ride, with many surprises to unfold in its way.
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PRECAP: "What?!!" Zoya screeched over the phone. " He is going to stay here with me for a whole month?!!" Zoya turned furiously at Asad who just waved at her like a lunatic while mouthing an exaggerated Hello.'
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Hey guys. So here is the next update. Please leave your likes and comments behind like always. Thank you😃
I also want to request you all for something. Though qubool hai ended for me a long time ago when Kabhi ended but since the show has now really ended, I want to request you all to keep supporting the writers, the stories and me. There are still many new writers who would want to show their talent here and many writers who have many more beautiful story to share. Don't abandon the stories please. We all have lost our favorite characters long time ago but these stories has kept them alive. So let's continue to cherish their magic through these stories. Readers are the ones who make the writers, so please continue to support us guys. Thank you again😃
and i am terribly sorry again for not replying. i now even feeling ashmed to say this again and again. but i know my dear readers know how much i love them how much messed up i am with approaching finals😳
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