in the mean time Dj started
to play one of the
favourite song of Aliya... She was
feeling as if
she was the most important lady in that
party...
for whom the Dj had dedicated that song
(Galliyan)
"oho.. my favourite song...
thannnkkkuuu..." She clapped her
hands...
and gave a blow kiss for the Dj...
"Mujhe dance karna hai... Cholo na zain...
plzzz...
plzz..." she demanded while pulling his hand...
"nei nei.. Aliya tum baitho.. hum yahai thik
hai..." Zain try to avoid her demand...
"plz...plz... Zain i wanna dance with you..." she
tried to convince her husband showing her
puppy
eyes...
In between Aliya had already started to
swaying her body with the beats of the song
"Aliya! Sit properly.. yeh tum kya kar kar rahe
ho..." Zain almost shouted at her...
"Shhh!" she hushed with a finger on
her
tightly closed lips..." we are in a public place
Zain... Don't shout..."
She was thoroughly enjoying the essence of
the
song... and finally she pulled Zain with her to
the
Dance floor... As Zain couldn't found any
other
option to stop his adamant drunk wife...
Zain put his right hand on Aliya's back and
grasp her left hand and hold it up at the
shoulder level... and they were standing now
at a
half foot distance...
They started to swaying their body with the
melody of the song...
After some time Aliya hugs Zain around her
neck and placed her head in his hard chest
while
Zain holding her from her waist and they were
really close to each other... enjoying the
dance...
While dancing both of them had a lot of eye
contact with each other... and a silent feeling
of
understanding and protection prevailed
between
them...
Finally the dance is over and Zain took a sigh
of
relief... but Aliya managed to place a light kiss
on
his cheek... "Zain... you are choo cweet..." she
said in kiddish tone...
Zain took her back in the corner most table
and
try to settle her... on one hand he was smiling
at
her madness...while on the other hand , he
was
worried about the reaction of the people in the
party..
He tried his best to explain to her that they
were
in a public place and they should maintain
decorum...
"Aliya... Aliya sun rahe ho na.. Mei bas abhi
ata
hu... Mr. Malhotra ko inform kar k ata ho k
hum yaha sei nikal
jayenge... tum yaha se kahi mat jana.. okey..
be
a good girl..."
Without saying a single word she nodded..it
was
big nod that her head tilted back and then
come
down three times in sequence... then she
pulled
up her feet on the chair and relaxed...
Zain somehow controlled his laughter and
struggled with two different thought... at the
same time she was provoking him to love her
and as well as she was pissing him off...
Zain tried to divert her mind by involving her
to
the latest song played by the Dj... and zain
headed to the old couple to inform about their
leaving... as fast as possible... He don't want
Aliya to leave alone in that situation but he
had
to...
As soon as he finished talking with The
commissioner he ran back to the hall...
Now she was at
the peak of being drunk...She was hardly able
to
open her eyes..
"Zainnn... My Baaabyyy..."
and hugged him tightly...
Aliya rested her head on the hard chest...in a
protective shell of her hubby... She was hardly
able to keep her eyes open...and has no
control
over her
...
She started muttering rubbish.. she was
taking
to herself and would occasionally mutter
something to him..
Zain looked at her regretfully, thinking that
they
can have a pleasant evening ,the situation
must
be far better.. not let her get this drunk.. they
have created enough of scenes by now and
almost many of them in the party had noticed
what his wife was up to..
He just wanted to leave the party and
therefore
asked one of the waiter to get ready their car
from the parking...
"Aliya chalo...hume ghar jana hai na? dekho
kinti raat ho gayi hai?"
"nei.. nei... mujhe nei jana... I want to enjoy...
enjoy...n enjoy... " she let him knew her
opinion...
and started singing in her own
style.."galliyan...
teri galliyan...aaa...aaa... "
But who cares Zain just held her tightly and
let
her got out from the party...
All the while Aliya continued to mutter things
to
Zain.. and opening and shutting her eyes at
interval...
In the car..Zain made her sat in the passenger
seat..then he leaned over to her to fix the
seat
belt...
"ummm...Zain.. you..smell ce..." she
said smiling...while taking a long breathe...
In that moment of anxiety and nervousness
with
all her crazy antics...She again brought a
smile
to his face...
Then Aliya asked Zain that what has
happened
to her...whether she was safe an all right...
Zain
just held her hand and said " MEZ.. tum
ekdam
safe ho...kuch nei hua hai... bass you are
drunk..
and she went into a spell of
d Zain placed his jacket over her
covering his Sleeping princess...
After that they started their journey towards
their
home...
In between their journey... She woke up...and
complained of her head spinning... but Zain
insisted her to talk with him and not sleep
again...
In the car... Zain found that Aliya was Staring
at him with a Suspicious look...
After some moment..." Hey...tum kaun ho?
Aur..aur mujhe kaha ley ja raho ho?" she
asked
him while pointing fingure at him...
"Aliya... mei hu..Zain..tu..tumaha Zain...
tumhara shohar..." he answered with an
unbelievable tone... "
tum! Zain? Umm..kabhi nei ho sakte... Who
are
you?" this time little louder...
"Aliya... hosh mei aao tum.. dekho mei hi hu...
tmhara Zain..." he told her while shaking her
with
one hand..as he was driving...
"Gadi roko... mujhe jana hai... I said stop the
car... STOP THE CAAARRR..." she shouted
at
top of her voice... but unwantedly Zain have
to
stop the car..while applying a great force in
the
break...
Aliya was fidgeting with the seat belt for long
time...but lastly she slip off from under the
seat
belt...and came out of the car in the main
road...
Zain quickly approached her and hold her
back..as she had no control over her...and
head
spinning in addition...
He somehow managed to took her to the
footpath...but Aliya was very much in a
restless
state and was continuously tried to go out
from
his hand...
Then Aliya threw away her
sandals and walked
lavishly in the footpath...in trembling
steps...and
moving her hands in the air...associated with
constant blabbering and tuneless singing...
Zain walked beside her...holding her sandals in
one hand..and was conscious about Aliya's
move..and also of peoples staring at them...
After that Aliya Started..." hey...tum mujhe
akeli
kyu nei chor dati... kaun ho tummm?"
" hey Allah ..mei kya karu is larki ka...
Aliya...dkho( turning her towards him..) dkho...
mei hi hu.. Zain..."
" nei tum mere Zain nei ho sakte... mere Zain
toh
jacket pehenta hai... aur tum.. tum nei..."
Zain patted his forehead as his jacket was
with
her... And she was complaining about it
only...
"aur mei meri Zain se itna..( stretching her
hand
to show how much) nei..nei.. itna pyaar karti
hu... I am.. I am his princess" she confessed
while smiling...
"oho accha..." he asked her with a smirk and a
raised eyebrow...
" per ajj kal na wo mujhse utna pyar nei krte
(pouts)..pehle pehele kitna importance deta
tha...
hamesha special feel karwata tha... aur avi..."
she
complained to him with a sad face...
Zain was again enjoying being with her... as
he
has got a great opportunity to knew what
Aliya
feels for him... so he didn't stop her... " oho...
kyu? Aur abhi kya?"
''aur abhi toh...wo mujhe bhool gaya hai... thik
se
baat tak nei karte... chup chup ke kisi larki ke
sath baat karta hai... (grabing his hand) aur
mujhe batata bhi nei...she let out with a big
pout...
She again started while facing him.."sab sahi
kehte hai... ekdam thik... shadi ke baad sab
larka
badal jate hai... sab ek...ek jaisei hote hai..."
" toh yeh waja hai...Aliya ki gusse ki... I'm
sorry
mei tmhe itna hurt kar rahi hu.. but mei sab
toh
tmhari chehre pe hasi dekhne ke lia kar raha
hu
na..." Zain thought while biting his lower lip
corner ...
" hamesha..har waqt kisike sath flirt karte
rehte
hai.. mujhe toh waisei pataya... aur mei
bechari
mante chali gayi use... use kya lagta hai wo
akelai flirt kar sakta hai..." she said angrily... "
mujhe bhi ati hai... meri ek..ek isharo
mei..yaha
chutkio mei larko ka line lag jayega..." while
placing her hand in her waist and stood in
posture like the models in fashion show...
Zain was just grinning
broadly... and simply
stood in front of her reading her
facial
expressions...and her hand gestures...
" hey tumhe ek secret batau..." she asked him
with a small giggle...
" secret ! hah... kon sa secret zara mujhe bhi
batao..."
Aliya came colse to Zain and covered the
mouth with two hand in order to whisper
some
thing to his ears..."Ssshhh.. kisiko batana
mat...
Zain na rat ko nind me Kharata(snoring)
marta hai...
ha..ha.. haha..."
Zain's mouth fell open..."... yeh kaise ho
sakta hai..."
She was laughing loudly holding her tummy.."
arrey... sach mei..per maine kabhi usse btaya
nei..." Zain too started to laugh with her
after
hearing her antics...
zain looked straight into her heavy eyes... he
was feeling sorry that because of him the
whole
evening was spoiled...but he wasn't
embarrassed
anymore and did not had to hide their face
from
others...
He had already accepted that sometimes such
things happen..and sometimes its good... After
all Aliya hadn't done something knowingly...
she was under the influence of alcohol and his
poor wife was harmless to anyone...
All the while Aliya continued to mutter things
to
za in ..sometimes complaining...sometime
revealing some funny secrets of him... And
after
sometime She failed to let her eyes open... she
just wrapped his hand around Zain and went
into
another spell of sleep...
Then Zain carried her to the car... he made
her
rest her head on his shoulder as they drove
back
to their home
...
...
...
At home, zain prepared some lemonade for
her...
and made her drunk that in her subconscious
condition... her eyes look as though she badly
wanted to catch up on some sleep... He even
asked her to change in a fresh night suit.. but
she was not in that condition to change her
party wear...and slept like that only...
Zain held her in his arms...As she slept
comfortably...
He recalled every detail of that evening... the
time Aliya was angry on him... saree that she
select for the party... fixing her blouse hook...
the
time when he gave a glass of vodka to her ...
all
the embarrassing situations... how she
bestowed
all her anger over those gossip ladies... the
time
when she sang LUNGI DANCE... their romantic
dance...and her all sorts of craziness
and her frankness .. every scene of that
evening
flashed before his eyes...
At the end zain looked at his sleeping beauty
and
felt the urge to shower all his love on her... He
kissed her forehead and her cheeks lightly...
and said good night MEZ
That was the night zain felt more responsible
for
her... he slept cuddling d with a sweet
smile on both of their lips...
A/N: thank u soo much all for ur precious comments.
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hope u enjoyed aliya's tantrum.
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