Part 8 (Last Part):
Around 5AM, Zoya woke up with the continuous ringing of her cell phone, it was Dilshad who informed about her sudden arrival, after talking to her MIL, she closed her eyes as she wanted to sleep more but soon it hit her and she pushed the duvet away... she didn't want Dilshad to find her in guest room that too with her luggage so she picked her bag and made her way back to his room, yes his room, she was angry then how can she claim her rights over his things...
Asad was sitting on the couch with his head in her hands, he didn't sleep at all, his thoughts roamed around the events of last night... he was so engrossed in his own world when Zoya entered in the room with her bag, he immediately ran towards her but before he could have said anything, Zoya stopping him showing a hand...
Zoya: Ammi wapis aa rahi hain and I don't want to worry her, we should keep our problems to ourselves...
Asad looked at her with grateful eyes, he didn't know why she was angry but he fell in love with her again when she put his mother first to their problems...
Zoya: will you move now???
Zoya was tired of crying all the night, she hardly slept for a two or three hours and she definitely didn't want to go like that in front of Dilshad, so she needed a proper sleep and when Asad didn't reply or move away she asked rudely...
Asad moved away, he knew she didn't want to talk to him, actually he too didn't want to open that topic now as his mother was about to come, he let of the topic for now... Zoya sat on the bed and caressed the bed sheet, lots of memories came running to her mind and tears brimmed in her eyes, Asad came closer to wipe her tears but Zoya stopped his hand in midway and turned to the other side...
Zoya caught up with the much needed sleep while Asad kept starring her, what if she was angry and didn't want to talk to him at least she was in front of his eyes and that was all he needed to calm himself down, thinking to himself he rested his head on the headboard and fell asleep...
Asad woke up and found the other side of the bed empty, he checked the time and ran towards the washroom... he came out of his room and found his both ladies smiling like fresh flowers, his lips curved in a beautiful smile... moving towards them, he hugged his mother and asked about her trip, Zoya excused herself in order to make his breakfast but he stopped her and left empty stomach as he was getting late for the office...
After the lunch, Dilshad was looking for something sweet when she found Kheer in the fridge, for the world Zoya was lost in some magazine but in actual she was worried for Asad, when Dilshad brought two bowls of Kheer, she felt more bad as it reminded her last night and how she forgot everything in her anger...
No doubt Zoya was angry but her anger wasn't bigger than his health, she knew it he hadn't ate anything last night and in the morning he left empty stomach, she called in his office and inquired about him laming an excuse that his phone was unreachable... she got disappointed when she came to know that Asad was at some construction site and skipped his lunch...
Dilshad felt something was wrong with Zoya, she wasn't behaving like the way she was... she wanted to ask but at the same time didn't want to interfere in her and Asad's personal life... on the other hand, Zoya tried his phone again and again but it was unreachable, her anger increased many folds, first he took her for granted and now he was neglecting his health and skipping meals...
Asad was disturbed with Zoya's sudden behavior, he didn't know what he did wrong, she wasn't talking to him and therefore he engrossed himself in his work...
Asad was supposed to go home but he didn't want to face her fake smiles in front of Dilshad so he kept driving on isolated roads... past midnight, he entered in the house with the set of spare keys, he sighed in relief when he found Zoya in deep slumber, putting his things aside he sat on the bed beside her and starred his beautiful wife, he gently caressed her cheek...
Asad: I missed you wifey... he whispered as tears brimmed in his eyes... why are you doing this, what's my fault??? I love you Zoya, please don't hate me... please Zoya don't hate me... he pleaded...
Controlling his emotions, he left for the washroom while Zoya released her breath which she was holding from so long, she heard his silent confession... she felt bad for hurting him but she too got hurt by him only, either intentionally or unintentionally...
When Asad came out of the washroom Zoya wasn't there on the bed, he was about to call her when she entered with a try in her hands... she put the try on the side table...
Zoya: khana kha lejiye... she spoke...
Asad: mujhe bhook nahi hai... he replied sitting on his side of bed...
Zoya: if I can put ammi before our problems, then I'll surely look after your meals Asad... she said sitting beside him...
Asad knew it wasn't easy for her, still she took a step for him, he placed his hands on her fidgeting hands and pulled her little closer...
Asad: meri itni hi fikar hai toh mujhe khud se door kyun kar rahi ho Zoya... tum mujhe naraaz ho, mujhe baat nahi karna chahti, theek hai I understand you may have some reasons but please don't push me away... he said taking her hands in his...
Zoya: Asad aap...
Asad: let me finish Zoya... the way you pretended in front of ammi was very painful for me, I felt really really bad... in just few seconds I experienced the most hurtful moment of my life, you are angry right then fight with me but please don't pretend... I can bear anything but I can't see you going away from me, I came late just because I didn't want to experience that thing again... mene tumse KaBhi koi baat nahi chupayi, na shadi se pehle or na hi shadi ke baad, phir tum kese bhool gayi ke mene khud tumhe sab kuch sach sach btaya tha...
Zoya kept listening to him silently...
Asad: I didn't marry you for the sake of business Zoya... I agree I wanted a healthy relationship with Farooqui Construction House but our marriage wasn't the only option... being a pure businessman I wanted to be the best, DC and FCH were not rivals, we were competitors like other construction houses... before I could have worked hard in order to take over FCH, our families came up with the idea of our marriage... I was somewhere guilty Zoya, kahin na kahin is shadi se mera faida tha or yehi baat mujhe buri lag rahi thi... don't you remember I told you the same before our engagement and on our wedding night too???
Zoya: I do remember Asad... sab ache se yaad hai mujhe but...
Asad: but what???
Zoya: yesterday someone called me, I said hello but no one spoke, I was about to say hello again when I heard your voice...
Asad: if I'm not wrong I was standing in front of you when you answered that call???
Zoya: yeah... I don't know how was that possible but it was you only... and your words broke me... you know Asad mera dill kehta hai aap ne jo sab pehle kaha ya ab keh rahy hain wohi sach hai, mujhe apki kahi hui har baat pe yaqeen hai but I just can't get rid of those words... she closed her eyes and looked down...
Asad: which words Zoya???
Zoya took a deep breath and uttered those hurtful words which she had heard over the phone call...
"I always wanted to be on the top and here I'm today, the most reputed and successful architect of India... kehte hain har kamyaab aadmi ke peeche ek aurat ka haath hota hai and I really believe my wife Zoya is my lucky charm... Zoya se shadi karna meri Zaroorat thi, agar wo mere rivals ki beti bhi hoti tab bhi mai Zoya se hi shadi karta..."
Asad was literally shocked, not because Zoya believed on whatever she heard... because he actually said all those things in a random interview but the thing which shocked him more was that it wasn't the complete interview, some of his words were missing... someone had done it deliberately just to make his life hell, he so wanted to kill that bas***d but first he wanted to know something important, either Zoya believe him or not???
Zoya was silently crying when sat on his knees on the floor and cupped her face, he wiped her tears...
Asad: look at me Zoya...
Zoya kept on crying and didn't look towards him...
Asad: please Zoya... he pleaed...
Finally Zoya looked back in his moist eyes, both shared an emotional eye lock, where Asad was trying to find a ray of hope while Zoya was lost in the sincerity of his eyes...
Asad: agar mai tumse kahon key yeh sab mene hi kaha hai or...
Fresh tears brimmed in her eyes as Asad admitted...
Asad: but it's not the complete truth Zoya... he immediately spoke and didn't let her shed more tears...
Zoya: what are you trying to say???
Asad: as you said, it was my voice right???
Zoya: hmm...
Asad: I agree yeh sab mene kaha hai par Zoya yeh sab is tarha se nahi kaha gaya... someone is behind this cheap joke... I'll not leave that bas***d but for now I want to know do you believe me or not??? I don't know yeh sab kis ne or kyun kiya hai par mai jan'na chahta hoon ke kya tum meri baat pe yaqeen karogi???
When Zoya didn't say anything, Asad loosed hope...
Asad: trust me Zoya, jo tumne suna woh ghlat tha, mene sach mai aisa nahi kaha... please Zoya trust me for once... if you want I can...
Zoya: I trust you Asad...
Asad: I can prove it Zoya... mere office mai ek audio recorder hai, mere sab interviews us mai recorded hain, if you want...
Zoya: Asad... she said little louder as he didn't hear her earlier... I trust you... she placed a hand on his cheek and said looking directly in his eyes...
Asad: you trust me???
Zoya: yes I do... I trust you Asad... she said again...
Asad smiled with tears and pulled her in a hug, he hugged like there was no tomorrow while Zoya too hugged him back tightly... last 24 hours were like a punishment for both of them, both suffered a lot... Zoya took a huge step, showed her trust on him and didn't demand any proof, at the same time, Asad decided to go in depth of the situation as he didn't want to take advantage of her blind trust, he wanted to proof his innocence too...
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