CHAPTER 6

PART B

"aiye ap sab ander." Nikhat was the first one in all to recover. She invited all while dilshad and ayaan too sharing funny expression welcomed them inside.

"ji bhaijaan." Nikhat looked at zoya and then yelled up running on her feet on stairs.

"thanks so much ayaan. Hum sab ko invite karne ke liye" humaira said with soft eyes.

"ji pleasure is all mine." Ayaan replied in trance , blushing slightly.

"ahem ahem" zoya cleared her throat to get their attention as she was already feeling at the edge today and she was confident on having this day as mark black zoya day in history forever.

She gulped at the thought with a nervous smile. "zoya pani." Humaira hit her elbow mildly to get her from space on earth. zoya's eye darted on the glass of water, teasing her on a white tray; she with out wasting a minute took the glass and emptied the complete glass in one sip. She sigh in asking for more. Dilshad smiled on her condition , while she filled another glass with water handling it to her.

"thanks a lot aunty" she said keeping the glass back. Dilshad took the glass from everyone while she turned her head to the kitchen to keep them.

"ammi..." dilshad heard asad calling and immediately the tray in her hand shivered in worry.

Ayaan looked at the stairs and met with nikhat's scared eyes while nikhat looked at the kitchen where her eyes met with dilshad almost freaked orbs. They all gulped counting the descending number from 10 - 1 for the outburst and tsunami to appear in khan villa.

Asad with a sweet smile correcting his tie climbed down the stairs taking nikhat with him. he smiled at ayaan who gave a real comic smile back to him. his brow furrow with ayaan's expression but took it the reason as his friend is here and may be he is nervous. He with a slow steps came forward looking at ammi and nikhats worry faces and comic smiles. His interest on the guest arisen more with their facial changes; with few big strides he was exactly in front of zoya now.

"ap?" he yelled

"ji," zoya shivered and wished to shrink on couch to be saved. Her hands again traveled on her cheeks soothing it unintentionally.

Asad eyes suddenly softened on remembering the mistake he made. He gulped his anger quietly , controlling the ugly images of later part.

"as...asad ahmed khan sir." Humaira gawked at him awestruck.

"ap ,.. ap.." she felt a lost of words. As she blushed hard on his presence. She no matter how well behaved from out side but inner conscious was jumping with excitement, she did a brief fangirling with asad before she got ready for the dinner.

"ammi , ab to bas karo... ghar ke har shaqs, har samaan ki photo to kheench li apne. Ab or mat maro flash muh pe." Zoya softly scolded her mother, but was rewarded with a ugly grin and lot more fangirling from her mother too. She just rolled her eyes at her family when razia actually hanged herself on his flawless abs. and humaira clicked photos for her.

After a good hours of photo session, finally humaira listened to her growling stomach and suggested everyone to resume for dinner. Ayaan in between the photo session steal some romeo glaces at her, while asad eyes were fixed on zoya who refused to look ,more than her feet all the time.

"haan, haan chaliye sab" dilshad and nikhat invited everyone on table . ayaan stayed back with humaira with an excuse to check on clicked photo graphs while zoya did not move a step in fear.

"zoya chaliye na ab bhi." Ayaan called zoya and humaira helped her to get up . ayaan pouted when zoya adjusted herself in between humaira and ayaan for security. bach gai' she whispered hardly audible to ears.

On the table, ayaan sat beside humaira , next to him razia seated; then asad and right opposite to asad, zoya was sitting with her heads down. Dilshad and nikhat wished to take their dinner later as they were serving food.

Asad's burning eyes never left zoya's face even for a second while she shivered inside with the anger he deflected towards her through his eyes. He looked at her passionate and intent, it was difficult to define his eyes as they were dark in emotions.

Zoya picked up rice plate but while serving it mistakenly fell on the table. Dilshad hitched on her breath while nikhat quickly ran to clean it. zoya said a sorry while picking up another bowl and this time mutton shorba spilled on the plate. Asad shut his eyes while he clenched his fist tighter to control, he did not like the ill manner on dining and no matter how much he tried to calm himself his lips parted on their own, " ap bina giraye kuch kha nai sakti kya? Dusre ke gharo me tehzeeeb ke sath baitha jata hai." Asad taunted her and the spoon she was about to put in her mouth stopped in mid air.

"tehzeeb se badkar agar kuch hai to wo hai pet (stomoch) khane khate waqt agar kuch girta hai, to isme tehzeeb ki baat he kaha se ati hai" zoya replied pushing the spoon in her mouth with a smile.

"is tarah gandagi faila ke khana apke ghar ke rules hote honge humare yaha nivale (food) ko izzat ke sath khaya jata hai, janwaro ki tarah nai."

She left the spoon on her plate and keeping her hand flat on table she looked at asad with a burning eyes "ji nai mr khan, humare yaha anaaz(grains) ko puri izzat ke sath khaya or banaya jata hai, hum anaaz ki bhi izzat karte hai, or aurto ki bhi; shayad ye apke rule book me hai ki larkiyo per sab ke samne haath uthana" zoya said as the ugly image of slaped jumped before her eyes.

Asad left the plate and stood up pushing the chair behind with a storm, every hand which were directed to mouth were left in air in shock and gasp "or apke yaha ke rules me kya hai, media or professionalism ke naam per kisi bhi aurat ki bezati kar dena?" asad had now starting to loose patience. He referred to the shameful statement zoya gave on sara.

"ji nai, or apke hisaab se kisi bhi larki per hath uthana sahi hai" she asked getting up from her seat.

"ye ap jaise larkiya hoti hai, jo ek aurat ki kadar nai karna janti. Meri tehzeeeb ki wajah se main sorry bolne aya tha, per apne kya kiya? Haan! police complaint kar di" he said in anger and disbelief.

"ap jhuth bol rahe hai Mr . khan , ap waha mafi nai mang rahe the, apne waha-." She stopped in between as she suddenly felt concious about the eyes boring hole in her. She shrugged a bit and picking up her bag over shoulder she walked at the door with out any word. Asad watched her leaving , his breath by now has gotten heavy and his chest heaved in anger building in him. he by now was taken by his emotion. He turned his head with a quick push on chair he ran upstairs to his room. Humaira and razia quietly washed their hands and walked off the house just after few minutes with zoya's exit.

In the night, "ammi! Main humaira ke ghar ja raha hu" ayaan informed dilshad.

"kyu beta kya hua?" dilshad came out in night gown worried with ayaan's tone.

"wo, humaira ki badi behen, zo..zoya" he tried to remember her name in hurry; " wo ghar nai pohuchi yaha se jane ke bad sab paredshaan hai. Main waha jake haalat ka jaeza(inspection) leta hu"with that ayaan quickly slipped his jacket on and pulling the car key he drove away to humaira's resident.

Dilshad chuckled sadly and looking up on stairs she made her way to asad's room.

"ammi ap?" asad got up on his bed removing the blanket off his body. Nevertheless he was startled with dilshad sudden appearance with out a knock on door.

"tumne ye theek nai kiya asad." Dilshad started referring evening event; "wo bechari bachi ghar nai pohuchi ab tak, pata nai kaha hogi wo, agar use kuch hua na to main tumhe kabhi maaf nai krungi asad" dilshad said with a cry as she was seriously worried of zoya now.

"kaun ghar nai pohuchi ammi? Kiski baat kar rahe hai ap?" asad seriously did not get any allegation dilshad pulled on him , while dilshad looked at him with anger and pain "jao asad abhi jao or zoya ko wapas le ao, kahi se bhi dhundkar lao use. Main use salamat dekhna chahti hu, uske ghar pe. Jao tum , abhi" dilshad pointed asad the door while she shouted on top of her voice.

"samjhte kya hai khudko? Superstar hai to kuch bhi kahenge? Kehte hai maine unhe police ke hawale kiya, per churane bhi to main he aai thi na!"zoya mumbled under her breath, hugging her self tight as her tiny figure shadowed under a huge palm tree.

"per nai unhe to mujhe waha bhi sunana tha, kis tehzeeb ki duhai dete hai ye. Kabhi hath utha diya, or kabhi ..-." she touched her lips which still lingered with the small tingles of his presence there. However she did not let him kiss but accidently brush was more than enough to treasure her heart some memories.

"nai milungi main inhe, nai dekhni inki shakal. Smajhte kya hai khudko? Superstar kya hue, puri duniya inki gulam ho gaye kya? Sab ko apni 6*6 inch ki muthi me daba kar rakhenge yeh!" she pouted a lips and twisted her chin in curse. Hun!

"agar uski shakal nai pasad, to humari pasand karlo madam jee" few man all of sudden circled the place where she was sitting in this cold winter . they all by appearance looked goon to her. She gulped hard as she quietly thought to get out of here before she invites any more problem for herself.

The same man who unecessary broke poked his nose said again " are hum to apki madad karna chahte hai, ap kaha humse khafa hokr chal rahi hai" he spitted the pan on road while zoya made a ugly face at this man. Eew!

She moved back and found was now standing in trap of goons. She tried to play smart and imitated a krathe trick she had seen in a chang's movie she raised her knee knocking it up at the pan chewing man's groin. He highly screamed in pain holding his groin, falling on floor.

The rest his buddies pulled zoya's bag and turned her to face them. One of the man took the bag and threw it on floor while other raised a hand and slapped her on face making her fall on street.

"is Sali ko sabak sikhana padega!" someone from group said.

Sliding the curtains of her hair zoya tried to get up when another man brought a thick stick in hand and aiming it on zoya with a lot forced he swayed it in air. Zoya shut her eyes closed preparing hersefl for the pain she received but it did not came. On contrary she heard few breaking of bones in air. Pushing herself to open one eye she looked up to her front and found a man with well built his back facing her. By the scene in front of she could tell that this tall man had hit the goon with the stick because now the stick was with him and the goon was on floor.

The man turned to zoya and her eyes widened in surprise; "Mr. Khan?!" she said in shock.

"MITWA ISHQ PE ZOR NAHI"

Asad chuckled before helping her to get up before they could stand the other goon close to him hit asad on back with elbow making them fall back on floor with a thud. But asad used his presence of mind and before they could touch the ground he placed his hand behind her head to save her from head injury. He rubbed his back to soothe the pain but than quickly got up following her behind him and aimed his kick right on the goon's face. He was striked down on floor flat. Zoya gawked at the strenght and anger in asad , she did not knew that a superstar who has an habbit to always live a petal life can be this tough. Asad turned his head over shoulder when a goon from behind attacked with a groan he had this bottles in hand to target asad. Asad pulled zoya with one hand and she twirled her body in circle like a dance step and embraced asad burying her head in her warmth. Asad leaned a bit saving his head as he turned his back on the goon and the bottle directly landed on his head and shoulder. Asad groan in sudden burning sensation and soon a thin line of blood trailed down his forehead. He stopped the goon with one hand to cause any further damage while still holding zoya with other arms; he snatched the bottle from his hand and whooped it in X in front of the goon making him run for his life. Asad threw the bottle down which broke it in to further pieces , if possible. He then looked around him and found that he had almost knocked every companion of the pan chewing person on floor while he took zoya picking up the stick on the way he gave it in her hand and asked her to hit the pan cheweing man hard. Zoya followed his order for first time as she griped the stick tight and aimed at the stupid person hard and strong till she was out of breath after hitting him; the goon pleaded for forgiveness when she hit him straight in his groin with all the power left and then threw the stick on road.

She tilted her head towards the tree where now asad was sitting with his knees on his chest and eyes fixed on her move. She breathed heavily wiping the sweat on her forehead.

In the car to home, "ap theek hai?' he asked stealing a glance at zoya.

"hmm." She said wiping the blood from her lips with a tissue on dash board.

"ap theek hai." She asked worried , concerned about the blood driping on his forehead.

"haan." He said but it did not satisy her, she kept looking at the wound with guilty; "oh ye mamuli se chot hai, ap fikar mat kijiye" he tried to act normal despite the pain he felt because of them. he already had fever since night and he hardly got anytime to rest today on top of it he skipped dinner because of the fight and he was here fighting with goon, who would believe this! He chuckled at the thought.

"ap has kyu rahe hai?" she asked curious raising an eye brow at him.

"wo , apne last stick bahot sahi jagah mara hai." He said tilting his head a litlle, she giggled on the statement but covered it with back of her hand.

"kisine sahi kaha hai" she started between a small smile ; " na rahega baaz na bajegi basoori" she commented indicating that now without the instrument required he wont try any of this cheap stunt , she taught him a good lesson.

"ji, bilkul. Ouch!" he said with a fake painful moan.

They both giggled and were incredibly behaving normal the rest of the ride. Soon the car halts just before her house. Zoya gets down the car and waved at the window probably at humaira , she must be waiting for her come back. The curtain moves and zoya smile back at asad.

"humaira." She said pointing at the window.

So he was guessing right! he thought with a chuckle.

"umh..Mr khan to main chalu?" she asked and waited for him to say.

"hmm.." he replied

"ander chalenge?" she asked hesitated.

"nai. Wo meri shoot hai."

"Abhi!"

"Ji abhi" he let a nervous laugh.

"ok then, bye" she said as she left his car window.

"ji khuda hafiz." Asad smiled waving hand in air.

Asad just had pulled the gear when she again popped her head inside the car.

"a...asad"

"haan..?" he looked at her waiting curiously with a gentle smile.

"thankyou for everything."she finally said with a genuine smile.

"its..its ok zoya, please." He felt kisnd of shy accepting her thank you. Zoya smiled a little more before touching his forehead "ghar jate he dawai laga dijiye ise. Ok?" she said really concerned for him.

"ji zarur" his heart did a little summer sault on her genuine feelings for him unknowingly.

"allah hafiz"

"fi aman ullah" he replied and waited til zoya went inside the gate and soon humaira came down to get her inside the house.

Asad started his car with the sudden strange and satisfying feeling , his heart felt content and light with the strange warmth of emotion. He could not lay his fingers upon the reason why he felt. But he knew he already is liking the feel. And with a small smile on his face intact he drove away .

"MITWA ISHQ PE ZOR NAHI"

"MITWA ISHQ PE ZOR NAHI"

-TIARA2014-04-05 01:07:08