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Chapter 4

Their moment was disturbed by a ring from zoya's cell. She parted from him and turned to pick up her phone.

"altaf!" she said excitingly.

While this name triggered insecurities in asad and his blood boiled with rage and anger.

zoya finished with her call and turned around just to find asad staring at her with not so happy look.

"What's wrong?" she asked not happy with his mood swings.

"Why did he call you?" asad simply asked with a totally blank expression.

"It has been just a concern call. That's it! No need to get hyper!" Zoya explained while looking in his eyes with a calm expression.

She turned her back to asad to resume her incomplete work, which she left because of Asad's presence. The silence was really killing both. A silence where asad facial colour kept changing with every thought that crossed his mind.

"How did he get your number?" he asked again with a rage remembering, he himself had changed Zoya's number with an Altaf's last visit.

"I gave him, when he gave me ride to home." Zoya said straightening herself properly; after she put the accessories in its right place.

"tumne altaf se lift liya?" Asad asked in disappoint voice.

Then like something struck her mind, she squeezed her eyes shut and palmed her head with one hand; she opened her mouth to say something but all came was air.

Asad waited patiently masking his emotions with poker face; he maintained his intent look on her.

"asad yesterday...wo maine usse nai kaha tha. Wo actually wahi khada tha jab maine apse baat ki... usne kaha tumhara ghar raste me padta hai..." zoya said softly unsure of asad's reaction to this. Her hands fidgeted with themselves and she felt dampness across her palm. "... maine theek kiya na asad?" she whispered softly, locking her eyes on the floor.

Asad inhaled sharply as he knew it was his mistake, he had promised her to come for a movie but couldn't make it because of last minute meeting that took place in the office. And it was his suggestion to let humaira and ayaan go home without Zoya as he had planned to take her for dinner, to make it up for the movie loss. But the meeting extended a bit longer and he failed to make it for that too. "It might be when; zoya was fighting with me as I cancelled the second plan in a row that day." Asad thought. "But still she could have accepted my offer to send car for getting home, but she refused it ... and went with ALTAF!" he again thought.

Zoya pushed herself up to see his face when there was no word heard from him even after giving an explanation. Scared, she whispered again; "asad... theek kiya na maine." Zoya noticed the thin line of insecurities in his eye and jealousy color all over his face. She smiled a little inwardly, on seeing her Asad jealous for something so small to be ignored.

The Tiny voice of Zoya echoed in his ear as he finally broke up himself from the reverie of negative thoughts. "Hmm..." he paused with a tense eye brow; "Haan theek hai!" he said in a flat tone eye brow still scrunched upward and eyes narrowed with insecurities.

"Asad you know.-" zoya smiled with a smile to calm him but was interrupted with his stiff tone.

"You know what zoya, if I break a promise someday. You would regret it." He simply said in a stern voice and walked out of the room without giving zoya any chance to say further. She stood there sadly and stunned on hearing something like this from him. She realized the hidden threaten line asad remarked while going. Yes she has promised him to never try to see him for life and she also knew asad disliked altaf because of her passing affair; she had once in a past life. But that was just in the past. Now she has moved on and he too had got engaged with a college friend. "Then why is this thing affecting him so much...till now?" zoya asked herself in disbelief.

Asad walked silently to his room without a hint of any expression on his face. Although he appeared calm outward but inner mind was pumping with all the negativity in the world. His mind replayed all incidences in the past, and the moments of zoya and altaf together triggered all wrong emotions in him. asad was burning with rage and anger. He knew zoya would never cheat him, but he definitely didn't like the idea of altaf and zoya meet in any way. The emotions in him bubbled up with each passing second and finally it busted out breaking all the close material in reach. Within seconds, the room turned into red and blue and the floor turned messy with breaking vase pieces everywhere scattered.

"You may go inside sir." The receptionist at the door said softly pointing towards a huge cabin to Rashid's left.

Rashid walked in the direction; correcting his tie and suit before entering the cabin.

"Aiye...Mr. Rashid, come in!" a cheerful voice echoed inside the cabin.

Rashid looked up to his front just to find a handsome man in the 40's sitting across the table with the feet locked pointing up to the ceiling. The soul of his leather black boot was slapping across Rashid's direction. Rashid cleared his throat awkwardly while looking at Abdul Baig's feet. They both plastered their faces with a fake smile, hiding their differences and grudges they were holding all these years.

"salam walekum" Rashid said in a soft tone with a dilute eye contact.

"salaam." answered the man with confidence.

"Main yaha... mujhe ye deal manzoor hai." Rashid said with a pause playing with his collar for air.

Abdul let out a snigger laugh, before taking the convo further. "I knew that already Mr Rashid. Your presence already is approval for my deal." He simply stated playing with the globe on his table.

"Ye mat bhulo ki zarurat sirf meri hai." Rashid defended than added; "ye nikah se tumhari bhi izzat salo sal bani rahegi" Rashid said in a mocking voice.

Like a chilly eaten monkey, expression washed over Abdul's face. His eyes widen on the statement and nerves with a red supply were easily visible through them.

Rashid smirked, satisfied with the impact of his words on Abdul Baig.

"you..shut.-"

"You shut your mouth up. Mr abdul Fazar baig! I had enough with your dirty remarks about me, but the truth is , it's you and your family! Who are in need more than us. Always Keep this in mind, got it?" Rashid said with such a rage that abdul felt speechless for a minute. He turned to leave when he walked on Tanveer.

"salam walekum." Tanveer said softly. Not meeting his eyes.

"salaam." Rashid said with the same gentleness and glanced at her stomach before leaving.

Tanveer entered the cabin and wished salam as she spotted her abu with hand on face; Trying to calm all his nerves.

Abdul looked at tanveer with a disgust face and all his anger from Rashid ventilated on poor tanveer.

"Sab kuch tum hare ...tumhare wajah se ho raha hai." He said as he walked close to her.

"Main dua krunga us upper wale se ke kisi ko tujh jaisi beti na mile. Teri jaise aulad pane se acha hai, ke tah umar hum be- aulad rehte." Abdul said with an ugly looked all over his face.

He walked past Tanveer and drags her to the door; he slams the door hard on her face. Every eye in the room witnessed the humility a father did to his own daughter. Tanveer scrambled herself up on feet and slowly dragged herself towards the door, afraid to meet anyone's eye in the room she walked with tears running down her chin; till she was alone.

She sat on the stairs itself as soon as she got out of the room; unable to drag herself more on feet. She wept hard taking his hands on her eyes.

"tujh jaise beti se acha hota..hum be-aulad rehte" her father words played in his mind again , not letting her eyes to stop river.

She gently touched her stomach and then clutched it with fingers, tight enough digging her nails deeps.

"its all because of you...all because of you." She wept hard dripping more tears running from her cheek to her hand on stomach and she leaned her chin close to her chest.

"I hate you...can you hear me? I hate you! " she said with a loud cry; digging her nail deep and drawing flesh from the slight bulge on stomach.

Tanveer closed her eyes as unconsciousness slipped over her.

Tanveer re-plays all those memories she witness in New York. She played her mind from the time she met the love of his life. "Haider"

"Baji, ab ap to humse baat he nai krte." Nuzhat protested distracting nikhat, who is still on phone with farhaan.

Nikhat swayed her hand and aske her to go, while she blushed hard concentrating on farhaan's voice. But nuzhat is nuzhat she tie-up with humaira and nazma and trio with full determination started pulling nikhat's leg. Not letting her to concentrate on call. They imitated the tone and expression nikhat has been carrying all the while on phone call.

"chup raho tum sab.." nikhat tried hard to keep a steady angry face but her smile broke in.

"kya chup rahe.. adha ghanta ho chukka baji! Ab bus rakh dijiye" humaira insisted and rest nodded their head with a grin, winking at each other.

"farhaan, main rakhti hu. Ye sab mujhe itminan se baat nai krne denge aj!" nikhat sighed with a dramatic sigh and smiled looking at everyone in room.

"haan khuda hafiz" she said for the last time before disconnecting the call.

Nikhat turned and could not help but burst out laughing, humaira nuzhat and nazma looked at each other with pouting faces.

Nikhat pulled nuzhat closed and gave a squeezing side hug while humaira and nazma too dragged their self into nikhat's motherly hug. She looked at all and touched her ears "sorry" she said with a kind smile making all giggle and squeeze her more close to them.

"acha hua na, abune sari problem solve kardi." Nazma said referring to the problem took place between farhaan family and theirs. House issue, in short!

"Per achanak sab hua kaise" nuzhat asked confused

"jaise bhi hua ho hum to baji ke liye khush hai." Humaira whisper looking at blushing nikhat.

"Or dost mere Kisi, magician se kam thodi hai?" came a voice from door. Everyone turned their head to the direction and ran to pull zoya in arms. "zoya!" everyone squealed.

Farhaan kept the cell on table. He pulled a chair from the corner of bed and got himself settled on it. He then shifted a little enough to pull the drawer out. Waving his finger inside; He tried searching for something. He grin devilishly as his hands carved the shape of tiny chip in hand. Farhaan took his cell in hand turned it back and slide the cover from it. He pinches his fingers to glide the battery out. He smiles again weirdly as he pushed the telecom chip with nail and replaced with the one he had in his hand. He put back the cover and battery to the cell again. farhaan got up from his seat pressing on power on button. He positioned himself next to the big window in his room. The window cover waved with the breeze in all direction while he brought his long fingers to text up a number.

"Hello babes, are we still meeting tonight, for fun

- ...Haider"

He laughed evilly and whispered a line to no one but at the photo hanged just above his studying desk. A photo of him, haider and ayaan hands on each other shoulder with a happiest smile on faces; A photo which reads Academic year,New York.'

"Kaam mera... (Evil laugh) Naam tera"He touched his pocket to bring a red pill packets out read: Viagra...

-TIARA2014-03-08 04:27:02