Why Ammi Why? I mean how could you do this to me? I mean yes I am the one who is getting along with Zoya but that doesn't mean that I can bear her for 3 days All Alone! Why? Ammi Why?
Asad screamed
inside. He knew he couldn't live with Miss Hoity Toity all alone for even a
day. Damm to all his emos, for making a mess of him, again. Asad calm down will you? It's just a 3days. You can do it. Ugghh NO I
Hate Ammi for doing this UGHHH
Asad flipped over
his bed tossing his blanket off and looked at the clock. 7days back at
Mangalpur he literary was inches far off from losing Zoya for the Forever. If anything happened this time then? Ammi
why??! Asad painfully sighed. He got out off the bed and tiptoed to Zoya's
room as it was the Now Usual Midnight Check for him. Silently he would crack
open the door and peep in to gaze at peacefully asleep Zoya and then he would
gently tug her blanket, stroke her hair, utter a prayer for her safety and then
leave. The sound of her breathing gave him an unexplained type of relief and he
just loved that. Yup that was care in Jahanpana Ishtyle. Doing the same
thing today, Zoya shocked him. Madam Hoity Toity was dancing on the bed to the
midnight radio talk show. Asad began to lose his patience.
"Miss Farooqi!!" Asad called out.
"Miyaa what are doing here?"
"It's my house Miss Farooqi!!"
"It's MY ROOM in YOUR house Mr Khan"
"What are you doing on the bed?"
"Dancing, Wanna
join? Wait!! Par Jahanpana Cant Dance Saal-" Zoya checked her words.
"WHAAAT??!" Asad was unable
to control his laughter anymore.
"Ohh nothing, never mind" Zoya grinned back.
"I will be working late into the night; I wish no disturbance from you."
"Akadoo Ahmed Khan" Zoya uttered below breath.
"I did hear that!"
"I did utter
audible enough for you to hear Mr Khan or else why would I ever utter?"
Asad shut his eyes
in irritation. Zoya turned to get down from the bed but her ankle got caught in
between the creases of the blanket and she lost her balance. Although she knew
Asad's strong arms would engulf her and as destined to be they did. Ahh I get to see Asad's face in full focus.Now
tell me Miyaa how can you not stop falling in love with a Man like him? The
eyes look at them, they are just poetry.
Zoya blinked uncontrollably as she got drowned in Asad's gorgeousness.
"Are you okay Zoya?" Zoya returned a deewani smile.
"Zoya am asking you something are you okay? Did you get any chakkar? Zoya?"
"Han! Han! No No! Aooch my ankle hurts!" Zoya trying her best to recover.
Kya karoon main is ladki ka?
"Wait don't move"
This man is so Akadoo,but naiyee all is worth for
the eye lock Zoya thought as she
smiled again like a deewani, lost in Asad's thoughts.
"Where does it hurts Zoya? Here?" Asad pressed his fingers hard on Zoya's ankle to get
some answers from her apart from that stupid smile of hers.
"Miyaa what is wrong with you? It
hurts." Zoya cried back
Asad shut his eyes
again in disgust. He gently rubbed the balm on her ankle and tired a bandage on
it.
"Are you okay?" Asad asked as he saw Zoya's face to show some signs
of pain.
The doctor had advised her to be in full rest and not to stress or do any sort of work or anything. Though more than a week had passed away from their return, but still a little cough of Zoya was enough to trigger a panic attack for Asad. And Miss Farooqi enjoyed full on. Not to forget the midnight caresses but also the free rides in his arms. Thanks Mr Panch & co I Like the outcome Ahaan.
"Sleep now will you? I said i have to work!"
"I dont want to." Zoya murmured like a 5year
old kid.
"You want to see some TV then?"
"That sounds
interesting." Zoya's eyes lit up.
Zoya seemed bored
these days cause her Chintoo Mintoo was lost at Mangalpur so was her
phone and Asad didn't let her a moment out of the bed let alone of the house, neither
did he promised her a brand new phone cause he had given her his broken one
with a US sim to make calls to her Appie with.
Saddo, he gave his broken phone, forget buying me a new one, I lost it all cause of him, he doesn't he care to acknowledge.
Though Zoya wasn't
in any mood for TV at this hour of night but for the free ride she could
readily do anything which Asad proposed to, just for the free ride. Zoya
admired Asad in her mind all the way down to the drawing area; the deewanii
smile was enough for Asad to realize what she was thinking about. Asad slid her
down carefully on the sofa and placed her ankle on the counter adding a cushion
under it. Zoya gave him a "Am Satisfied With Your Job Kaaneez" smile. Asad
murmured Good for You and handed her
the remote.
"Where are you going Mr Khan? Wont you---" What was the
worth of making him work so hard then?
"I will be back!" orelse you
again will attract problems to yourself Miss Musibat Magnet.
He came back with a
Throw and handed it out to Zoya.
"What am I gonna do with it?" Zoya looked at him with questioning eyes.
Asad scratched his brow and unfolded the throw and covered Zoya with it.
"For this, if you catch a cold, my Ammi will
grave me!" Asad mockingly said.
Zoya
smiled at Asad lovingly. Asad had his own way of taking care of people. Maybe
an anti-sentimentalist he is but when he did care it was the cutest thing ever
on earth. Zoya blinked in approve.
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"Mr Khan?"
"Yes" Asad's eyes fixed on the laptop.
"What kind of movies do you like?"
"Movies?" Asad looked at Zoya in surprise. No one had ever asked
him such a question yet till now in his life.
"Yes Mr Khan movies!"
"Action. Hard Core Action."
"I know but only?"
"Yes.Cause you
don't need to use your brain so much."
"What Mr Khan?
You watch an action movie cause you don't want to use your grey matter on
it?" Zoya started laughing.
"Aur nahi toh kya Zoya, why else do you watch
a movie for?" Asad returned a laugh back.
"You are funny Mr Khan."Zoya giggled back.
Asad eyed her a
glare and she stopped.
"You dont like Salman or Srk?"
"Not that, but I did like Dabangg, although
JTHJ was a headache!" Asad
yawned.
Jahanpana watched JTHJ? Dabang? When? How??
"Why Zoya? I cant?"
"No-No-i-mean"
"Shut your mouth or else a bee will get it."
Zoya started
giggling. Asad gave her a smile back.
"Are you feeling sleepy yet?" Asad inquired.
"No not yet" Zoya yawned as she flipped another channel. Asad went
back into his excel sheets and files in disapprove.
"I want some coffee too" Zoya dreamily said. Sleep had finally caught up with her but who could miss such a golden opportunity to be with Jahanpana. Screw you sleep.
"You should better sleep now Zoya. Let me help you." Asad said as he shut his file.
"No-I wanna watch this whole then
sleep." Zoya shook herself. Asad
too felt sleepy. The week's tiredness had caught up with him thanks to his Ammi
the weekend too had to spend working off. Asad wearily looked at Zoya who
already was dozing off. He smiled at her and gently freed the remote
from her clutch and shut the TV off. Like a little baby of his Asad cradled
Zoya up in his arms and brought her into her room. Zoya snuggled and nudged
around his arms making Asad realize how much she loved being up there. Asad
lowered her on her bed carefully placing her on the pillows like always he has
done. And also freed his collar from the grip of hers.
Kyun Asad miyaa ajkal apko bahut pyaar aaraha hai
nai? Haan aaraha hai karta hoon pyaar Tujhe kya?
Asad fought a mini
battle between his Id and Superego while smiling at peacefully sleeping
Zoya. He ran his fingers through her still soft hair affectionately and gently
gave her little thappkis. Covering her up warmly with her blanket up to her
chin Asad gave her a soft peck on the top of her head and smiled at her as he
prayed.
Satisfied with his
job, he tiptoed back to his room finally calling it a night.
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"Miyaaa!! Who brought me these? Santa is off
season now!" Zoya's squeak
brought Asad's attention back into the house from his files and calls
"I will call you later" Asad cut the call and looked to see Zoya's bright face lit up with a smile. Indeed Zoya was happy, like a little child. She held the brightly colored red cellophane wrapped box with a blue ribbon that had a tag which said
"Miss Farooqi
Hope You Like Them
Guess Who!"
"The person must have sent his name Zoya" Asad meekly said as his eyes glittered up.
"No Mr Khan It says Guess
Who!"
"Then better guess who! Well i will be back in a couple of minx, dare you
think of gate crashing."
"But who gave me this? You have any idea? Mr Khan??"
"Thinking caps
on Miss Farooqi, you haven't used them for a 100centuries now!"
Asad joked off as he left. Last words he heard before he shut the door behind him were "No matter how Akaadoo Jahanpana is, He surely knows how to make me sooo happy! Love him sooo much"
His day was made with
the smile and the latter part of Zoya's exclamation. And for Zoya she was on
cloud9,no not for the Tab or the brand new iPhone, it was cause Asad had just
given her their first gift. And it was sufficient enough to mean an
entire universe to them itself.
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Well here's my second OS
i wanted some parts of my WISHLIST to come true, which i guess wont so i thought le beta OS hi likh dalte hai 😆
WishList : Wish List after seeing the PreCap :D
Do let me know how it is 😳😆
For More Works of Fictions Do Have A Look At My Index 😳
❤️ Ankie 😳
A friendly reminder, KARAN SINGH GROVER will always be MY ASAD AHMED KHAN and SURBHI JYOTI as ZOYA FAROOQI in my FICTIONS, rest is up to you readers, You can imagine anybody my leads to be as, I assure you I will not have a problem with that. 😳
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