AsYa(KaBhi) FF 'You Are Mine' Ch.7 updated,pg 50-(28/04) - Page 32

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---CHAPTER SEVEN---

PART B

WHY?

Many times this Why' pops up in almost everyone's life...

You dreamed a life in certain way but suddenly it took a different route and you realize it was heading to totally unexpected direction... Then what you can do? Nothing but to go on that route only... And while doing so you have to take some decisions... And sometimes those decisions take you to the point where you met with WHY'... So many why's around and you feel astray...helpless...

Earlier Zoya had decided to spend a month in Bhopal... She had planned a whole month of activities with her Aapi-Jeeju and Humie... But in some days only everything did change...and it was unexpected... As per her plan she was in Mumbai... the only difference, she was here a month early and with her husband...

When she was in New York she was working part time with a firm and they had offered her a very good package if she was ready to work for their Mumbai branch... It was all in her favor; it would be a very good experience for her and there was no need to attend office regularly...she could work from home... Everything was fine so she had accepted the offer... but there was still a month to go for her joining... It was again not a problem as she would use this time to settle herself in her new life...

After finishing her breakfast lazily she decided not to think much about the situation and see where it would lead her...now as she had taken this decision she has to face whatever that comes to her way... With a new vigor she decided to arrange her stuff first and then she would visit her parent's home... She wanted to be there... She wanted to feel her Ammi-Abbu's presence...she needed it... And hence her schedule for a day was set...

She was busy in arranging her things when Humie called her and she had spent a good time with her showing her new home and explaining everything... Sara had called her earlier to inform she was busy the whole day and not able to meet her today but as it was Shaad was coming the next day they would plan a dinner together... It was then Zoya realized she had to plan something for a dinner and she did need a research before experimenting anything... But as she had booked an Uber cab to go to her parent's home she thought she would decide about the dinner after returning back...

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Ranveer Singhania... A popular image in business titan... Founder of Singhania Group... Singhania Group of Companies covers Construction, Textiles and Hotels... Singhania Projects is one of the largest civil contractors involved in various areas of infrastructure development, Singhania Resorts and Palaces is the biggest luxury hotel group... Richa Industries, the subsidiary of Singhania Group, one of the largest producer and exporter of fabrics...

Mr. Singhania the name itself has that power... He carried a lot of clout... A shrewd businessman... Getting in his good books is not an easy task and working with him means another toughest thing... His discipline, his dedication and his principles...he was very particular when it's come to his rules...his work...and his reputation... Nothing matters to him then... But again working with this astute, influential dignitory means the golden opportunity...

Asad got the chance to meet him in one of the conference held in Bhopal... Even though Asad managed to impress him, it wasn't easy to satisfy the sharp-witted man... But at the end he was impress by Asad's dedication, his hard-work and passion... This passion and risk taking attitude of yours would lead you to the top one day' He had said those words to Asad finally... Even though his image was rude and arrogant in the business world he always appreciates the talent and he was actually a very jovial person...only few close associates were aware of that side of his personality... And Asad was now in his good books...he was very much impressed by Asad...

Asad was satisfied as he got this golden opportunity...it's going to be the first step towards his success...The project was of huge and so was the risk... Asad was aware but then he was all set... He had worked hard on his team...everything was going in right direction and that was the only satisfying thing in his life at the moment... At least he was able to get hold of his professional life...

"Thank you Mr. Singhania but its fine with me to go as per our agenda..." Asad said as Mr. Singhania asked if he want to change anything in the schedule... The meeting with legal authorities went well and it was again a relief for Asad...

"Hmm...I like this fact about you the most..." Mr. Singhania said leaning back in his chair...his appreciating gaze was fixed on Asad, "Well...tomorrow I won't be available...but as it's just teams' introduction and the basic discussion of each team's responsibilities, my assistant would handle that...so no worries..."

"Yeah sure...as we have already discussed it, there won't be an issue..." Asad assured, "But some points we need to discuss before the sight visit on Saturday..."

"That's not a problem as I would be return by Friday..." He said checking the time, "I have to go Asad...And yes..." He said closing the laptop in front, "If you remember there is a Party on Saturaday...you should be there..."

"Yeah sure..."

"Not alone... make sure to come with your wife...as it's another reason to celebrate, Marriage is a very important turning point in life..." He said when they heard a knock on door... "Sir your chopper is ready" A person inform entering inside... He nodded and again looked towards Asad, "And I would like to meet the girl who doesn't have any problem with a husband who is all devoted to his work just after two days of marriage..." He smiled getting up and Asad nodded awkwardly...

"Okay...so see you on Friday then..." He said as both walked out of the cabin

"Work must go on but that doesn't mean to ignore the other responsibilities...one should learn to balance..." his tone was a little serious while Asad just nodded giving him a small awkward smile...

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"I missed you a lot Ammi-Abbu..." Zoya mumbled as she caressed the photo of her parents ... Looking around in the room which used to be her room, her eyes brimmed with tears...as so many memories of childhood days with her parents started to flash in front... She roamed around in the house cherishing the time of her childhood with her parents...Each corner of the house had those memories of her Ammi-Abbu... She smiled with tears while talking...as if her Ammi-Abbu were there listening to whatever she was saying... she had a lot to share...

She was standing in the lawn...her small swing was still there... She smiled while tears ran down on her cheeks remembering those evenings with her Abbu... How she used to enjoy going higher and higher while her Abbu pushed her... Spending some time in the lawn she was going to lock the house when someone called from behind... Her eyes narrowed and a smile of recognition lifted on her face, "Meera...right?" She asked walking towards the gate...

The girl looked at her smiling, "Zoya Di...?"

"Ohh you remember me?" Zoya said with a big smile while hugging her

"Of Course I remember, I saw you a while ago but the girls are there so I couldn't come...are you planning to go without meeting me?"

"No my dear...I am actually coming to meet Aunty only...how is she...? And still she is taking the dance classes...?" Zoya asked as they walked out of the gate

"No...Maa is not here, she in Delhi to visit Maasi and yes dance academy is still there but now I am the incharge..." Meera said proudly and Zoya giggled

"Tum toh bohat badi ho gayi ho Meera...and you look beautiful too"

"And you are still the same Di...Cute and gorgeous..." While crossing a little distance both walked inside the gates... there was a three storey building with a vast green lawn around...

"Wow!!! It's still the same Meera..." Zoya looked around surprisingly, "This big lawn with so many rose plants around had been always my attraction more than dance...you remember Meera, how we used to force Aunty for teaching us out here..." she continued talking while cherishing the old happy memories...

Next almost one and half hour Zoya spend with Meera...who was her Suman Aunty's daughter two years younger to her... Suman is her Ammi's friend and Zoya's dance teacher too... Zoya was feeling so content after spending some time with Meera and promising her to meet again she headed towards her home...

Finally Zoya returned at 6 in the evening... On her way back she had done a little shopping of her favorite plants she wanted in the porch... Those empty planters inviting her to fill them with colorful glory... Placing the plants aside she walked inside...

"Allah Miya!!! it was tiring!!" She slumped on the sofa and leaning back closed her eyes... Ten minutes of silence and she straightened back with a horrified expressions, "Ohhh nooo...what about dinner" She thought rushing towards her room... getting fresh quickly she sat with her ipad... "Allah!!! I don't have a much time...kya banau?" Her brain was not working in this matter, "Kuch simple hi bana lungi aaj...Daal-rice would be fine..." She thought but her her forehead creased remembering something, "Ammi always make rotis for dinner, should I try..." She thought for a moment and rushed towards the kitchen to complete the toughest task in her life... "Allah Miya, please help me..." "Well...it looks easy, I can manage..." She thought as she watched the video on her i-pad...

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Asad shut his laptop finishing the video call with Ayaan... There were still 2-3 days to go for actual work to start and so he was able to give some more time for the running projects of Dilshad construction which Ayaan was handling in supervision of his Abbu... Asad don't want his Abbu to take any stress but then Ayaan was not able to handle everything on his own... He had instructed Ayaan to call him if he faces any difficulties and not to bother Rashid much...

He checked the time, it was 7.00... he rubbed his forehead thinking about the new problem he has to solve now... How he was going to ask Zoya to come with him for the party... How many times he would ask her for help...and that to for pretend his wife...would it be okay? She already was having this weird idea of giving their marriage a chance...

He sighed leaning back in his chair... But then what excuse he would give to Mr. Singhania...it won't look good' God when this mess would clear?' Thinking a lot he did come to the only solution and that was to explain the situation to Zoya... This all is getting a messier day by day...' He breathed shoving his head in his palms... How he was going to ask her after what he had told her last night...' Wasn't he the one who asked her not to interfere in his life...and now he was going to ask her to involve in another stupid act of happily married couple...' He himself was making it more and more complicated...wasn't he thinking for his own benefit only...?' He groaned in frustration... It would be the last time I am going to ask her for help...' He decided not fully convinced with his own decision though...

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"Urgh!!! What a mess!!!" Zoya cried looking at the mess she has created in the kitchen... "I can't manage this...now what I am going to do?" She was almost on the verge of tears, not able to do one thing in correct manner when she heard a click of the door... "Nooo...please...what he'll think, already he is not at all impressed and it would ruin my image more..." hoping she looked up to face the front door and moved back... there he was just walking inside...

Her eyes widened and her grip on the spoon in her hand loosened... "Aahhh" her yelling resonated around as the spoon hit on her toes and then on the floor...

Asad's gaze traveled towards the kitchen and he pressed his temple thinking what new trouble she has created... He walked towards the kitchen and his eyes widened in shock looking at the mess... "What the hell is this all?" He yelled looking down at her... She was sitting on the floor clutching her toes...

"Ouch..." She whined getting up, "What's wrong with you Mr. Khan" She asked while he tried hard to divert his mind from the mess, "All you cared about the mess when someone is crying in pain in front of you...kaise insaan hai aap...aapke dill mein seena nahi pathar hai"

He gave her a weird look, "First, seene mein dill hota hai dill mein seena nahi" He corrected her and she looked at him agape, "And second, what is the need to do the experiments like this when you don't know anything about cooking...not even the basic things..." He remarked looking around irritated...

"Trouble maker..." He shook his head and walked out of the kitchen while she stared at his back...

Urgh!! Kharoos!!!' She huffed as he disappeared in his room and her gaze turned towards the mess she has created in the kitchen... What is the need to do the experiments like this' she mimicked him looking at the dough and wondered how she is going to change the consistency of that too sticky dough... A sigh let out of her mouth looking at the rice...that was very hard and nowhere near ready to eat...

"Allah Miya!!! What's wrong with this rice...still it is hard after thirty minutes of simmering..." she groaned

"Nothing wrong with rice...it's the proportion of rice to water you have to know when you cook rice" A voice reached her ears and she looked up startled...

"Umm...Mr. Khan...wo..." she stammered as he stood crossing his arms

"Move..." he ordered walking inside

"Huh!!' She stared at him stunned as he stood besides her checking the rice... In what proportion you add water...' he asked

"Umm...wo..." she looked at him nervously and he shook his head

She watched him as he added some water in rice and let it simmer on a low flame

"Move this all aside..." he ordered and walked towards the fridge and she rushed ahead to clean the countertop...

She moved back from the sink and watched him chopping the vegetables and stared at him agape... Her gaze was fixed on the knife in his hand...she couldn't believe, he was cutting the vegetables like a pro... Her gaze moved to his face... His focused stern look...she just couldn't avert her gaze from his handsome face... and she realized she would love watching him working around the kitchen... He put the vegetables to boil...and she studied him... This new side of his was surprising and compelling too...

Sudden ringing sound brought her back from the admiring session

"Shaad..." he looked at his mobile irritated and placed it aside, "Curd..." ignoring the call he asked Zoya for curd and she walked towards the fridge when again his phone rang...

"Tsk...Tell him that I'll call later..." Looking at the screen irritated Asad asked Zoya to receive the call from shaad

"Hii Shaad...umm...he'll call later..." Zoya replied receiving the call

"Why, where is he?" Shaad inquired from the other side

"He is in the kitchen..." she said and Asad glared at her

"Yes...I can't believe Shaad..." she said excitedly as shaad inquired further in surprise, "Mr. Khan can cook...that too like a..." She moved back as Asad turned...

He grabbed her wrist to take a phone from her, "Don't you..." She gasped at his touch and he stopped... Shaad's voice came from the other end as her finger pressed on the speaker icon... "I know his cooking skills Zoya...and you know sometimes I wonder what he is doing in the office when actually he should be in the kitchen..." Zoya looked at him nervously moving back but he pulled her and snatched the phone from her hand... He loosened his hold on her wrist and she stumbled back...

Sorry...' his hand wrapped around her preventing her falling back and she gasped... Her heart raced feeling him close... He steadied her and a shiver ran down her spine feeling his touch on her waist through the thin fabric of her shirt...

"You know Zoya he can bake a best ever chocolate cake..." their gaze moved towards the phone in his other hand...Asad shut his eyes in irritation while Zoya looked at him surprised, "It was our last year in college...Girls challenged him..." Shaad continued and Asad growled moving back...

Placing the device in Zoya's hand he turned mumbling something like, Crazy people'

Zoya giggled as Shaad kept explaining her about Asad's cooking skill...and how he had won a challenge once against girls in their collage time...

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Asad's gaze was fixed on the pan as he added the mustard seeds and cumin seed in ghee...

"Mr. Chef... don't you follow me okay? Go and feed this cake to those girls..."

His forehead creased and he hissed moving his hand back as he added curry leaves in the tadka absent minded...

"Really...? And who was the leader of those girls team sometimes back"

"So you want me to oppose the girl's team against boys..." "Well I would have but then I thought to see what you are going to do...and you disappointed me...how can you Asad? When you have promised me that you would bake the cake only for me?"

"You want me to lose the challenge Ridz...really?"

"I only want you to keep your promise... How? That is your lookout not mine"

"Hmmm...so it's my mistake...now what I have to do to rectify it?"

"Why you are asking me...?"

"Okay then I am coming with you and I'll bake a special chocolate cake only for you...is that fine?"

"What?" "NOOO" "You are not coming with me... Not now..."

He squeezed his eyes to shut the door of those memories ...little did he know that door has a system of its own ...and he can't operate it as per his will... He tried hard to focus on the task in hand as he added some spices in the pan...

"Asad!!! What are you doing here...at this hour..."

"I can't sleep Ridz...I have done a mistake and I won't be at peace until I rectify it"

"God!!! You are impossible!!!

"I know...now come let me bake a cake for you... "

His hold tightened on the spoon...He pressed his forehead trying not to remember...but those memories had the power to let down his all efforts...

"Will you please help me in searching the ingredients?

"Sorry to say Mr. Chef but you have to help yourself...I can't help you even though I want..."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't have any idea Asad...I rarely stepped in the kitchen..."

"What"

"Yes...and for your information I don't know the ABCD of cooking" She grinned moving forward and laced her arms around his neck, "And I don't think I should know when my Master Chef will be there with twenty-four hour service right?"

"Always...at your service..." he kissed the tip of her nose and she smiled wide as she hugged him...

He gritted his teeth as he tried to control his emotions...turning the stove off he made his way out when Zoya came forward disconnecting the call with Shaad

"Wow Mr. Khan!!!" She beamed, "I can't believe you have such a hidden talent..." "Will you teach me how to..." Her eyes caught his stiffen expressions and she stopped

"What do you think...?" He asked moving forward and she stepped back...taken aback by the sudden change...

"I am here to do all this stuff..." He kept moving as he glared at her..."I can understand what you are trying to do here..." She stepped back and gasped as her back hit on the fridge behind "but let me remind you..."

"Mr. Khan..." She interrupted shocked by his accusations... "I didn't ask you to cook...I didn't even have the slightest idea that you can cook"

"Ohh then why you pulled out this stunt when you can't even manage a single thing in the kitchen...you could have ordered the food but no...you seems like on a mission..."

"Mr. Khan you think I did this purposely..." She mumbled as he moved back raking fingers in his hair...she could see he was in trouble but then she was hurt too...

"I asked you not to expect anything from me...don't you get that?" She just stared at him... His face was twisted in anger... and she didn't understand what she did to enrage him at this level... "Why you are trying to involve me...how many times I have to remind you that..."

"I know Mr. Khan...it's an arrangement...for you..." She said cutting his words...her gaze was fixed on his tightly clenched fist and bulging veins...

Ghum ko aazmane de

Dil ko chot khane de

Kya hai chale kuch na pata...

He rubbed his forehead and walked out of the kitchen... Her gaze was stilled on the door as he disappeared... Placing a hand on her heart that was numb at the moment she leaned back... Her eyelids closed as she inhaled deeply trying to absorb what just happened in few moments... She was hurt...panic surged through her veins... And she was confused not understanding her fault...

Kis pe karun Zaahir

Hain dard kya aakhir

Kyon sukoon mujh se khafa...

Closing the door behind he stood shoving his face in his palms... he breathed trying to control his anger...but nothing was right... He banged his fist on the wall not able to calm down the surging rage... Raking fingers through his hair he paced in porch when his leg hit on something... and the mess of soil just added fuel to the fire...

Her eyes shot open as she heard a commotion outside... Rushing out of the kitchen she opened the door and watched him yelling at the watchman...

"Today morning only I asked you to clean the place then why this plants are still here..."

She looked towards the plants and then to the watchman as he was looking towards her for help...

"Don't you understand what I am asking?" "Clean this mess"

She blinked asking the watchman to do as he asked...

He looked back sensing her... His eyes lingered on her just for a moment before he averted his gaze...

His troubled eyes and she felt a sting in her heart..."Mr. Khan..." She called out but he ignored and walked out of the gate...

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She walked inside... Her gaze drifted towards the kitchen and she could imagine him there... working around...holding her...and then yelling at her... Taking a deep breath she slumped on the sofa tiredly... Trying to understand how is it even possible... His words were harsh...then why his gaze that held anguish troubled her more than his words hurt her... "Why Allah Miya?" "Why?"

Tanha adhoora sa...

Khaamosh lamha sa...

"And I thought I have left everything behind..." Leaning back on the bench he rubbed his hands over his face... His anger subsided...and he felt tired...helpless...

A lone tear slipped out from the corner of his eye... "Why these memories are still hunting me...?" "After trying to run as far as possible why I still find myself on the same place..." "Why?"

Tehra hua hai dil yaha...

CHAPTER SEVEN

PART C

HOW?

Something that followed by Why'

How to solve these all why's... How to get rid from this web of Why's...

Sometimes you know the answer but the answer remain layered with your doubts for the decision you have take... And sometimes the answer hide behind your anger...anger for that reason, that made you take the decision...

And in both the situations you couldn't move past this How'

Fresh morning breeze was doing nothing to his messed up mind... But he has to get rid of everything and focused on his goal... Walking inside the gates his gaze traveled to his left and he shook his head not finding anyone there... Porch was all clear to his satisfaction... Pushing the door open he walked inside and sighed looking at the now empty sectional... He needed to make some things clear... he thought walking towards his room...

Last night when he returned back after an hour or so he found her curled up on the sectional... For a moment he felt guilty for his outburst but then his mind reminded him that it was her fault only... What was she thinking while doing such experiments...? And what was the need to do all that stuff...? Why she is hell-bent on creating more trouble for him...? Why she was thinking about giving this relation a chance when he had cleared his side...? She is really a trouble maker... Ignoring her he went to his room but sleep was far away as those past memories kept torturing him... His head started throbbing badly and he walked out of his room to get a strong cup of black coffee...

In all the messed up past and now present too he found himself at the place where he wasn't able to find any peace... He was tired...He so badly wanted to get rid from this mess... but he didn't know How?

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Zoya looked out of the window... Sun rays spread across the lawn and everything shined in its golden glory... I would like the mornings here' She sighed leaning more into her pillow... Wasn't it what she had thought just last morning? Then why the morning is not at all inviting today? She closed her eyes not feeling to get out of the bed...

Last night she didn't realize when she fell asleep on the sofa while thinking about the happenings... When she woke up feeling the pain in neck she noticed it was past eleven... Wondering if Asad had returned or not she walked towards his room... Finding him sleeping she moved back to her room... Sleep was far away from her eyes... She was in a mess of emotions... But what was the strongest emotion that she was feeling...? Hurt... Pain... or Care...? Yes she was hurt because of his words but it pained her heart more looking at his distraught state... A worry flashed through her mind...making her more restless...

It was all confusing... Why she was doing this in the first place? Why she was expecting something when she was aware of the truth of this marriage? Why she was hoping for something that was unsure? Tossing and turning all the night the doubt which was there from the beginning in her mind kept torturing her... Doubt about her decision... What if it left her in the middle of nowhere? Deep down she was aware about the reason of her decision but the doubt feel strong at that moment and she felt lost in confusion... It was torturing... She so wanted to pushed off all the confusion...

But she didn't know... How?

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Asad walked out of his room... It was needed to talk with her... He was really disturbed because of the drama that had happened in just two days and again last night she hadn't had her dinner... Now she is your responsibility Asad...you are answerable to everyone if anything happens to her' Shaad's dramatic words ringed in his mind irritating him more... It should stop now...' He thought walking towards the kitchen... Not finding her around, he wondered if he should check on her... Shaking that thought away he decided to prepare something for breakfast...

After 15 minutes he glanced towards her room and sighed... He didn't have much time anyways and it's better if she herself has decided not to bother him... Earlier he was thinking about asking her help for attending the party but now after thinking a lot he felt its better not to ask her help and about Mr. Singhania he would think about some excuse... Done with the quick tomato cucumber sandwich he walked out of the kitchen with plate of sandwich and a cup of coffee in his hand... A sound of laughter reached his ears and he looked up... She was talking with someone on her phone and walking towards him she forwarded her phone, "Ammi..." She mumbled and he nodded taking a device... He watched her turning and placing his hand on the speaker he cleared his throat to gain her attention but she didn't move and he pressed his temple, "Zoya..." he called out and she turned back

"Sit...we need to talk" He ordered and before she react he turned on his heels and walked towards the kitchen...

She watched him as he talk with Dilshad while walking around in the kitchen... She sighed sitting on the chair wondering now what he wanted to talk... She jolted from her thoughts and looked up as he placed a plate of sandwich in front of her and asked her to eat while he continued to talk on phone sitting on his chair...

She stared at the plate and realized she was actually hungry but she huffed looking away... Wasn't it just last night he has said that he wasn't here to do all this stuff?' Then what was the need to waste his time?' She wanted to yell...

Disconnecting the call he sighed as she didn't touch the plate, "Why you are doing this?" He asked irritated

She narrowed her eyes, "What Mr. Khan?" "I didn't ask you to prepare breakfast"

He pressed his temple, "See, it's already enough okay?" "I don't want anymore drama, you better understand it soon"

She looked at him, Drama...seriously? Everything is just drama for you" She wanted to say but she sighed and looked other way not wanting to argue with him...

"There is no need to cook or do things for me...and you better not to starve yourself; I don't want anyone to blame me for anything...so please eat..." He said taking a bite of his sandwich...

She sighed looking at her plate... "No one will blame you Mr. Khan, not because of me; I'll take care of that..." She said before taking a bite of her sandwich

Both ate in silence...

Doesn't he want to say anything else... at least a sorry for yelling at me without any reason?' She thought glancing at him

I hope she understand and change her mind soon...' He thought sipping his coffee... Getting up he took out his wallet and placed a card on the table, "Order the food instead of doing some experiments...use it for..." She narrowed her eyes and looked up interrupting his talk but before she said anything he continued, "See, you are stuck into this because of me so it's my responsibility..."

"Mr. Khan..." She cut his words

"No more arguments please..." He didn't allow her to say anything more and taking his plate walked towards the kitchen...

"What does he think of himself...ordering and yelling all the time...?" She huffed before stuffing a sandwich into her mouth...

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Whole day Zoya wondered about the circumstances... It was looking all blur from where she was standing... Pushing all the thoughts away she tried to divert her mind... Those plants she had bought in excitement...but now it was like all her excitement was fading away in just two days... Arranging those planters in the lawn she decided to call her Aapi... But after talking with her sometime it was again a realization, how much they were happy for her not aware of the reality... It saddened her more...not knowing how to cope with the situation...

For sometime she tried to keep herself engage in reading something when a door bell rang... Surprised she checked the time... It's four and she realized it was almost three hours she kept herself busied in some spy story...

"Hellooo Zoya..." A soon as Zoya opened the door Sara engulfed her in a hug and Zoya smiled big at her enthusiasm... It was like this girl has some power...just her presence spread the joy around...

"And here is your favorite pizza..." Moving back she handed the box to Zoya and both walked inside...

"I would have been come in morning itself but you know na Shaad came early in the morning so I thought to spend some time with him before your workaholic husband dragged him to the office..." She giggled while opening the pizza box, "Now let's plan something as I am free for the whole evening...shall we go out..."

"Umm...okay...that would be great" Zoya said taking a bite of pizza slice...

"Everything fine Zoya...you look upset?" Sara asked studying her face

"Of course...I am fine...It just a boring day and now I really want to go out..." Zoya shook her head not wanting to spoil her mood talking about the issues...she wanted to relax, "You say...you definitely have something to share...right?" She asked studying Sara's face keenly

"And how do you know that?" Sara asked taking a bite of her slice while a small smile playing on her face...

"Look at yourself...what is it?" Zoya asked curiously

"Ohh...that you'll get to know later...now come on it's time for some fun..." Changing the topic she took another slice and shoved it in Zoya's hand... "Now go...get ready fast..." Pushing her out she giggled relaxing back as Zoya glared at her before heading towards her room to get ready...

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It was seven when both returned... "Don't you think we should order something for dinner instead going out" Zoya asked as both walked inside the gate

"I have a better option" Sara said excitedly while Zoya looked at her questioningly, "Why we should order when we have an extremely talented chef...lets ask Asad to cook..."

Zoya sighed listening to her suggestion, "Very bad idea" She mumbled

Sara narrowed her eyes, "What do you mean?"

"Nothing Sara but I guess it's better to order something rather than ask him to cook...he must be tired anyways..." She suggested not wanting anymore drama...

"Ohhh hooo...Ms. Caring wife...but you know its long time and today I'll not spare him...sooo sorry..." She giggled and Zoya just smiled as both walked inside...

"We are back" Sara announced while Zoya's eyes drifted towards Asad who was busy with his laptop... Sara noticed the change in her expressions and elbowed her... She shook her head and smiled looking at Shaad who got up placing the file aside that he was studying...

"Hii Shaad..." She smiled greeting Shaad

"Hi..." He greeted walking towards her and giving her a side hug, "All well?" He inquired and she just nodded smiling...

"So what's the plan...where you want to go for dinner?" He asked looking at Sara

"Nowhere..." She shrugged her shoulders while walking past him... Sitting beside Asad she winked looking at Zoya before moving her attention towards Asad... "Enough of this work" She said moving the laptop aside and Asad looked up annoyed but before he said anything Sara continued, "It's long time I have had something cook by you...and today I don't want any excuse..." Shaad smiled folding his arms while Zoya just prayed silently... Last two days dinner had turned into a total disaster and she doesn't wish the same coming today too...

"I am busy Sara so please don't bother me...you better order something..." He said while trying to get hold of his laptop...

"That's not fair Asad..." Sara huffed giving his laptop back...

"Good...Thank you" He stretched his lips and moved his attention back to the screen

"You know Asad your work has become your first priority...you don't have time for your friends too..." She complained and Asad sighed pressing his temple... "You have always been treated me as your little sister Asad but now you don't even have time to ask what is happening in my life..." She crossed her arms sadly while Asad looked towards her narrowing his eyes...

"What do you mean...?" He asked and looked at Shaad asking him what's the matter but he just shrugged his shoulders

"Don't ask him...he has nothing to say...and let it be...it's my problem I'll see how to solve?" She said and glared at Shaad while Asad's forehead creased and placing his laptop aside he moved towards Sara, "Letting everything aside I thought to enjoy some time with you but you don't have time...sorry I shouldn't have asked in the first place...Come Zoya, hum bahar dinner kar lenge...let them work..." She said and got up...

"Sara wait..." Asad said getting up, "What happened tell me?" "Shaad ne kuch kaha?" He asked with concern...

"I am sure yeh mujhe phasane wali hai" Shaad mumbled as Zoya looked at him asking what the matter was...

"Say something Sara... what happened Shaad, koi bolega kya hua hai...?" Asad asked again

"Mom-Dad are coming in next month and they wants us to get engaged but Shaad ne manaa kar dia"

"WHAT?" Asad asked shockingly looking at Sara... "But kyun?" he then looked towards Shaad while Shaad held his head mumbling something under his breath

"Wo tum ise hi puch lo...main jaa rai hun...come Zoya..." She said dragging Zoya with herself towards her room

"What rubbish Shaad...how can you?" "Weren't you the one who wants this to happen...then what happen now?" Asad yelled while Shaad just shook his head sitting back on the sofa

"Shaad have you gone mad?" "Say something" Asad asked sitting beside him

"Instead of questioning me why don't you ask her only...?" Shaad said irritated picking up the file when Sara walked out with Zoya...

"Where are you going...koi kahi nahi jaa raha" Asad said getting up

"Sorry Asad I don't want to create any drama...I just thought to enjoy sometime over dinner with you...sorry to bother you..." She said with sober expressions

"Nautanki...god!!! She is wasting her talent..." Shaad mumbled shaking his head

"You are not going anywhere...hum dinner saath me hi karenge okay...I'll cook and I'll talk to him too...don't worry..." Asad said giving her a side hug while she winked looking towards Shaad and he glared at her,

"And you...come..." Moving back he dragged Shaad with himself, "I need the explanation?"

Zoya who was the silent spectator of the whole drama moved towards Sara as Shaad and Asad disappeared inside the kitchen... She raised her brows while Sara pressed her lips suppressing her giggles and dragged Zoya with herself towards her room...

"What was that Sara" Zoya asked as soon as she closed the door behind... Sara laughed hard as she slumped on the bed, "Sara...will you explain?" Zoya asked sitting beside her

"Hehhh...yes..." Sara breathed straightening herself, "This was the only way...I have had enough, how can he just ignoring me..." She huffed... "But I know he is still the same Asad..." She said suddenly getting serious, "You know he is always like an elder brother to me who has lost somewhere now but I know he still cares..." "He was always so much concerned about me and Shaad... How many times he threatened Shaad for me..." She smiled reminiscing to old memories

"So that means Shaad didn't say anything right?"

"Right...actually he said yes and maybe in next month we'll get engage" She revealed the real news

"Ohhh wow!!! That's great" Zoya smiled as she hugged her... "So that's why you are looking more radiant...kyun?"

"Yes..." Sara smiled moving back, "But now tell me...what's the matter...something is up with you I know...I am observing you the whole evening kuch toh hua hai...tell me"

Zoya sighed leaning back, "I don't know Sara if I was right...everything seems wrong now"

"Hey...don't say like this...kya hua?" Sara asked worriedly...

Zoya narrated her everything that happened in last two days... "Why he is like this Sara...I know he don't like me and it feels like I have done something very wrong giving my acceptance for this Nikaah...I can see that..."

"Zoya..." Moving forward Sara hugged her, "I know it must be torturing...but please don't doubt your decision please...this is not that Zoya I know...wo determined Zoya..." She said moving back, "You know when Shaad told me everything I was against it but then when I met you I realized that Shaad was right...you can bring Asad back...I have seen that in your eyes...the strong desire of being the reason of his smile...I have seen that care, worry for him...it pained you to see him like this right?" Zoya sighed as Sara squeezed her hand, "Don't leave him Zoya please...he will totally destroy himself in anguish..." "You can wipe this anguish...this hatred from his life Zoya..." She requested while Zoya closed her eyes inhaling deeply...

"And now he is officially your's...hai na?" She asked expectantly... "It's just two days...give him some time...please..." She said again not getting any reply...

"Hmm..." Zoya hummed with a small smile and Sara hugged her back

"Everything will be alright Zoya...it's not like he hate you...that hatred inside him bursting out on you...don't get him wrong...he was never like this before...please help him to meet his real self again...please Zoya..."

"But it seems...he doesn't want to help himself..."

"I know right now he doesn't want but in some time he will realize and I know you'll make him realize...Aisa koi kaam nahi jo Zoya nahi kar sakti...kyun?" She asked and Zoya nodded smiling...

"Now come...my poor baby must be facing his wrath..." She giggled and both walked out of the room

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"What's wrong with you Shaad...I didn't expect this from you..." "How many times I warned you not to play with her emotions...but you said you really loves her so what happened to that love now?" Asad questioned walking around the kitchen while Shaad just stood silently leaning back on the counter...

"Now say something dammit?" He yelled not getting any reply from Shaad

Shaad rubbed his hands over his face, Good...but you have to pay for this Sara' He mumbled under his breath before looking up, "Why it bothered you Asad...aren't you the one who believe that love is not exist in real life..." Shaad asked changing the topic

"That's for me... I don't believe you know that...but Sara, she believes and you too believe Shaad, aren't you? Or it was just some time-pass for you..." He asked suspiciously

"Asad please...It was just a prank okay...I was just teasing her and she did take it seriously... you really think I would say no..."

"It better be a prank Shaad or else you know..." Asad warned while placing a pan on the stove... "Dare you hurt her and you will have to face me...keep that in your mind"

"Yeah sure...now please spare this lecture..."

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"He does really care for you..." Zoya said smiling as they both watched the scene from distance

"Yes...he does..." Sara smiled back asking her to follow and both walked inside the kitchen

"Happy now...you always enjoyed it...aren't you?" Shaad glared at Sara while she just shrugged her shoulders walking towards Asad

"What did he say?" She asked innocently

"Don't worry he need to think thousand times before hurting you..." Asad said while adding Paneer cubes in curry...

"Thank you Asad..." She said softly holdng his arm and he just nodded assuring her... "My favorite Paneer butter masala...wow!!!" She said excitedly

"Hmmm..." Asad pressed his lips while moving towards the fridge... His gaze met with Zoya but she looked other way moving out of his way... Sara blinked and she smiled while Shaad looked at the both questioningly...

Sara shook her head and he sighed knowing something was wrong but didn't ask anything...

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"You are the best Asad..." Sara praised him while savouring Paneer butter masala while Asad just nodded...

"What do you think Zoya...he is an excellent chef, isn't he?" Shaad asked and Zoya chocked on her food... Asad's gaze moved towards her...

"He is of course..." Sara replied as she shook her head looking towards Shaad and he looked at her clueless...

"We should plan something for Saturday what say Zoya...you are free on Saturday na?" She asked changing the topic

"Saturday not possible as there is a party at Mr. Singhania's place..." Shaad informed while Asad rubbed his forehead cursing Shaad... "And you are also coming with me Sara so no planning for Saturday"

"Wow that would be great...kyun Zoya?" She asked excitedly while Asad glanced towards Zoya

Zoya looked at him from the corner of her eye, He won't like it I know...that's why he didn't ask me' She thought dejectedly... "I don't think I can manage Sara...Saturday I have to go...umm...to meet one of my friends..."

Good she herself refused to come...' Asad thought focusing on his food

"No excuses Zoya...it won't look good as Mr. Singhania has specifically invited you both..." Shaad said and Asad mentally cursed himself for mentioning it to Shaad...

"Wo...Shaad...I don't think..." She tried to refuse but Shaad interrupted again

"You should come Zoya...right Asad..." He asked looking towards Asad, "Didn't you say yes to Mr. Singhania...tell her..." He insisted and Asad just nodded looking at his plate...

"You are coming...its decided..." Sara announced while Zoya sighed looking at Asad who ate silently and she did understand his silence...

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"Bye...see you tomorrow...and remember what I said..." Sara waved turning back...

"You don't listen to this drama queen Zoya...her mind is worked devilish all the time..." Sara glared back at him and Zoya giggled... "You have to pay for your act...yaad rakhna tum..." he smirked and turned to look at Zoya... "Okay Bye...take care"

Zoya smiled waving back... "They are so cute together..." Turning she mumbled...

Moving inside she closed the door behind and sighed... It was again the two of them alone and she hoped for the day would end peacefully today... It's better not to interact with him now...I'll talk to him tomorrow...' She thought walking inside and her gaze shifted towards him... His eyes closed as he leaned back on the sofa... He rubbed his forehead tiredly before straightening himself and shifted his attention to the laptop placed in front... His phone beeped and receiving the call he looked up and their eyes met... Her heart urged to talk...to tell him that she won't come if he doesn't want... She opened her mouth and he looked away... Cursing herself she rushed towards her room...

Gathering her hair in a messy bun she decided to complete the book she was reading in the afternoon when a knock on the door stopped her and she turned back... Allah Miya!!...please no more drama today' She prayed looking at him as she opened the door

"Why your phone is switched off" He asked and she narrowed her eyes, "Wo...Jeeju wants to talk with you" He said forwarding his phone...

"Ohh...I didn't notice...may be..." She said taking phone from his hand but before she complete her sentence he moved back... Urgh!!! Kharoos' She glared at his back and walked inside...

He doesn't want to talk even a word with me...how I am going to manage...' She thought walking out of her room... Looking at him engrossed in his work she shook her head, How can he work all the time...doesn't he get bored...' She wondered moving towards him... Don't talk anything Zoya...you need a peaceful sleep today...' she reminded herself again...

Silently she placed his phone on the table and turned towards the kitchen deciding to prepare a coffee for herself...

Turning back she glanced at him... He adjusted the phone vertically and again resumed his work... Great...all odd things in one package only...' She shook her head...

No Zoya...he said not to do anything for him...' Her mind warned when she thought to make a coffee for him too...

Despite that warning she walked out with two cups of coffee in her hand... "Aahhh..." She moved back startled and her eyes widened in shock as he suddenly appeared in front of her...

His forehead creased and he moved ahead... His hands gripped on her both hands on the cup and she gasped... His gaze fixed on the cups in her hands and he sighed in relief as he avoided the mess...

"I...I am...sorry...wo..." She mumbled nervously and his grip tightened on her hands...

"Can't you even walk properly...?" He asked and she squeezed her eyes shut cursing herself...

"Dekh ke nahi chal sakti..." He yelled again and she opened her eyes...

"Umm...mera haath..." she whined looking at his grip on her hand and realizing he instantly loosened his hold moving back...

Looks like peace is permanently gone from my life' she mumbled and looked up taking a deep breath, "Allah Miya!!! What's wrong with you Mr. Khan? Aap toh dekh rahe the na ...kyun beech me aaye phir aap? She questioned back and he opened his mouth to say something but she didn't allow him as she forwarded a cup towards him... "Well...Take it...and I know you asked me not to do any experiment in the kitchen but let me tell you, it's just a coffee and I know how to make it...And about your another point that not to do anything for you, toh yeh maine specially aapke liye nahi banayi...I was preparing for myself so thought to make a cup for you too as I know you need coffee at night" She said at once while he just stared at her... "And yes...still, if you don't want it then go ahead...threw it and help yourself... I don't mind..." She said placing the cup on the counter and rushed out of the kitchen...

"Allah Miya!!! what I just did?" Once out of the kitchen she stopped and inhaled... "Wow I just said that much to him?" "And he didn't say a word?" She wondered and looked back...

She watched him shaking his head while he took a cup... but there wasn't irritation on his face... She could see he mumbled something looking at the cup but he wasn't annoyed... Did his lips stretch...a bit'...really? her eyes widened and a smile graced her lips... she rushed towards her room as he walked out of the kitchen...

"Yes...I know... I know how I have to handle you Mr. Khan..." She grinned looking at him as he sipped his coffee...

PRECAP

A tall & handsome figure dresses in a black Armani suit stepped inside... One hand shoved in his pant pocket, dark brown hair neatly combed while his blue eyes hovered around the hustle and bustle of the party inside... A slow music filled in the atmosphere...people mingling around... A small sexy smile hovered around his lips and his blue eyes sparkled as he stepped more inside when suddenly something made him stop in his track...and those ocean blue eyes stared ahead...

A petite figure clad in a berry pink boat neck floor length evening dress...that fitted perfectly following her curves beautifully... Long silky black hair blew in her face gently and she tucked her hair behind as she looked around... That mesmerizing beauty...her radiant face just captivated him in that moment and in a trance he walked towards her...

"Isn't it unfair?" He asked in his deep husky voice while her confused gaze stilled on him...

"A beautiful lady...all alone in the party...not fair..." His blue eyes blinked and he smiled as her almond shaped orbs widened and she opened her mouth to say something but stopped as he moved his hand forward...

"Dance with me..."

"Look I am not..." She shook her head...

"Attention everyone..." A voice resonated around stopping her and she looked at that direction while his gaze fixed on her only...

"First of all thank you everyone for your presence... I know you all must be wondering about the reason of this celebration... so now I am going to give a full stop to your curiosity..." "Today I am going to introduce you all to the person who had bagged a million worth deal for the Singhania Resorts and Palaces... A person who will be the new CEO of the Singhania Resorts..."

Startled she looked back as someone tapped on her shoulder from behind and a dimpled smile appeared on her face noticing the person while those blue pair of eyes stilled on that beautiful dimpled smile...mesmerized...

"And he is here... My son Rahul Singhania..." Everyone looked towards the direction

His lips stretched in a sexy smile and she looked around before looking at him questioningly...

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"Hmmm...where your eyes are stuck my dear..." He smirked pulling the chair for himself and seated beside her... "I can see the progress...finally Dad's choice has become your choice too...not bad..."

"What rubbish..." She ignored him moving her attention to her phone...

"You can't hide anything...your eyes says it all..."

"What's the point Rahul...you know just before fifteen days he was single and see today he is here with his wife..." She sighed looking ahead...

"You are talking about fifteen days... Yaha toh ek pal mein sab kuch badal jaata hai..." He said in a daze while his gaze was fixed ahead...

She looked at him with narrowed eyes... "What do you mean?" Her eyes widened as she noticed the object of his attention... "Ohh my...are you crazy..."

"Yes I am..." He smirked

"Stop it Rahul...it's not right you know Dad..."

"When Rahul Singhania's eyes fall on something...wrong things also become right my dear sista..." He leaned back folding his arms... "And why the sharp, astute Richa Singhania is lost suddenly..." He asked getting up, "Keep your brain awake and eyes open...and you'll get what you desire..." Saying he shoved his hands in his pant pocket and walked away while her gaze shifted ahead... That striking look of his in grey suit...her gaze not ready to move from that handsome face and she smiled leaning back in her chair...

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