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anopama

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Posted: 9 years ago

#51

Yay a new story

Loving the start

But what makes him to hate her

He did ask her to marry him

Hope u will be completing ur other story plz don't leave it like tht

Continue soon

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Kanwal4salman

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Posted: 9 years ago

#52

Originally posted by: anopama
Yay a new story
Loving the start
But what makes him to hate her
He did ask her to marry him
So
Hope u will be completing ur other story plz don't leave it like tht
Continue soon

Thanks Dii😊
it will reveal later abhi toh story start hui hai..
yeah me want too complete that story but i lost that book and online edition bhi nai mil ra..but m trying wheneve i will get i will update pakk..

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Kanwal4salman

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Posted: 9 years ago

#53

Hey all my lovely reader..thank u so much for awesome response 😊
As i promised if i get gud response then i will try to updaye regulary..so here is next part..
hope u guys like it like previous part 😳

Part 2
When Asad arrived at home, he had expected everyone to be asleep. What he hadn't expected was his whole family to be wide awake and waiting for him. He looked at everyone seated around the dining table; his mother beside his grandmother, with Zoya on the other side and his brother on her opposite. They all looked up at him as he walked in.
"Asad sit down," his mother said motioning him to sit down on a seat opposite to her.
Zoya didn't know herself why his mother had called her from her room just when he had come back from his office. She looked at his mother just as confused as Asad was at that time.
"We have to talk to you about something important." His mother explained.
"Talk about what?" He asked a little worried.
"Asad we have to talk to you about you and Zoya." His grandmother's loud voice said this time.
Asad gazed at Zoya, questioning her silently. Zoya who had been about to take a sip of water
from her glass, choked at Dadi's words. Everyone looked at her.
"Sorry.." Zoya said sheepishly, putting her glass down. Fear ran through her body. What was it that they wanted to talk about with both of them? Her mind started racing. Had they possibly come to know about their unhappy marriage or was it something else?
"What is it?" Asad asked, a little reserved.
"Well we have decided that from tommorow onwards, she will not go to the hospital alone." His
grandmother said.
"What do you mean?" Asad said confused. "She doesn't go alone even now. The driver drops her
off."
"Exactly! What I'm saying is that from now onwards YOU will drop her there instead of the driver."
Asad's face changed colors. A tinge of annoyance came to his face.
"You know I can't do that Dadi."
""And why not?" She asked him sternly.
"Because I can't pick her up and drop her everyday. I'm a busy man."
"But she's your wife."
"And where is it written that it is compulsory for a husband, to drop his wife off for her work,
everyday?"
"It is not compulsory but it is considered good if a husband does that." His Abbui reasoned.
"Nonsense!" Asad spat out. "We are living in 21st century. All these stupid husband wife rules have become nonexistent in this world now!"
"What you call stupid husband wife rules is what I call good manners and taking good care of others."
His grandmother replied calmly.
"Whatever Dadi! You know I can't do that."
"Watch your tongue Asad!" His mother spoke this time.
Zoya who had been listening to their argument silently, decided to intervene before things got out of hands.
"Actually Dadi." She began diffidently. "It's OK really if Asad doesn't drop me."
"See Zoya is fine with it too." Asad said as if the problem had been solved. "Now if you will
excuse me I..." he said standing up but his Abbui interuppted him;
"Asad I am not done yet. SIT DOWN!" He sat down, more annoyed than before. His grandmother never let him off easily.
"Now where was I?" Her Dadi continued. "O yes, as I was saying you will drop Zoya off for work tommorow and I don't want any opinion on that FROM BOTH OF YOU!" She said pointing to both Asad and Zoya who had opened their mouths to speak. Zoya shrank back on her seat at her loud voice.
"I am sorry Dadi but I can't do that. What I can do for her instead is buy her a car so that she can go to the hospital herself."
"And here we go again." This time Ayaan, his brother spoke, putting his hands on the table and
leaning forward to look at Asad. "Everything that you do revolves around money. Is there any
solution that you can ever suggest that doesn't involve money? The world runs on feelings too, you know."
"If you are such a big fan of feelings then tell me where have YOUR emotions taken you so far?"
Asad retorted. His brother made a face at him.
"Now I don't want you two to start fighting over it." Dadii spoke. "Asad you are dropping Zoya
off for work tommorow and that's it!"
"I am sorry Dadii but like I said before, I can't do that." He replied, standing up from his seat and
turning around.
"Ok then. If you can't do that then fine." Her grandmother said, standing up too.
Zoya stood up too but after realizing it was just on an impulse that she had done that, she sank back to her seat, blushing in embarrassment. Ibrahim let out a chuckle. His grandmother decided to ignore that and continued;
"From tommorow there's no need for you to come to this house. You can stay at your apartment that you bought for yourself. I don't need someone in this home who doesn't care about other family members. The whole point of being a family is to help each other but clearly you don't want that, so you can just get out of this house."
Even at the age of sixty, her grandmother's voice was resolute. Asad turned back to stare at his
grandmother.
"So you will throw me out of my house now?" Asad growled.
"YOUR house?" His grandmother chuckled at his remark. "This is my house beta and I suggest
that everyone live here with certain rules otherwise they can find a home for themselves."
"Now now Ammi, there's no need to get angry." His mother said, seeing how they were both glaring at each other. "We can talk about this tommorow. I'm sure Asad is tired right now so that is why- "
"Fine." Asad said before she had completed her sentence. "I will drop her from tommorow onwards."
Asad turned on his heels, as soon as he said this and walked away from them, with his Laptop bag in his hands.
Zoya looked at his retreating back silently. Had he actually agreed on dropping her off, she thought a little surprised. His grandmother sat down on her seat, a little happy with herself.
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Asad threw his bag on the bed as soon as he entered his room. Undoing his tie, he took out his
phone from his pocket which had started ringing. He saw Matthew's name on the screen.
"What is it Matthew?" he blurted out as soon as he put the phone on his ear.
"Hey Asad." Said Matthew's cool voice. "Why do you always sound so angry? Is that time ever going to come when you don't sound this angry?"
"Shut up and tell me why you called?" Asad growled.
"Apparently that time is not going to come soon." He heard Matthew say. "OK so the problem is that I can't find the file of the project we are currently working on? Do you know where it is?"
"We need that file tommo in our meeting and you are asking about it NOW?" Asad asked with his eyebrows raised.
"Well..." Matthew said sheepishly.
"It's in my office below the cabinet."
"Ok. Got it. B- "
"Dammit!" Asad said loudly.
"What is it Asad?" Matthew asked him bewildered.
"I locked my office door before coming home." Asad explained.
"Don't worry. I'll ask for the spare key from your secretary."
"Matthew, seriously sometimes, I really wonder why my father gave you this job considering how stupid you are."
"What do you mean?" Came Matthew's voice, slightly offended.
"Do you really expect my secretary to be in the office at this time of the night?"
"O yeah..." Matthew replied, suddenly remembering.
"Wait I'll come there and give it to you myself". Asad said after thinking for a moment.
"You are coming here yourself?" Matthew asked surprised.
"I don't have much of a choice, do I?" Asad replied wearing his watch which he had just taken off, a
moment ago. "Now wait for me." Asad hung up after saying that.
Grabbing his coat, he made his way towards the door. But just when he opened it, he saw Zoya
standing outside it.
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Edited by Kanwal4salman - 9 years ago