PART 7. LET THE FIGHTS BEGIN!
Zain Usman Abdullah was happy today. And why wouldn't he be? Aaliya Ghulam Haider was coming into his house to live with them and as she had two years of college left which meant she will be staying with them for two years. Yes Zain Usman Abdullah was very happy today. But of course, he did not show his happiness to everybody. In front of others, his face wore a grumpy expression expressing that he was not happy with this new addition to his house. Already he had an argument with his Mom on this topic, just so that his Mom would not start dreaming about his and Aaliya's marriage. Of course, all the while fighting, he was praying to Allah Miyaah inwardly that his plan should not fall apart because of his own need to maintain his image. Mom should not listen to his words and send Aaliya back home. Luckily for him, his Mom was a very stubborn woman and refused to bow down to the whims of Zain Usman Abdullah. So yes, Zain Usman Abdullah was very very happy today. OK! Now that we have established that Zain was very very happy, lets move on to the story!
As Zain walked towards his room, he heard his Mom call his name. He turned around to see his Mom smile at him.
"Zain bete! Humaara ek kaam kar dijiye?"
"Of course Mom!"
"Beta! Aaliya aaj bus se aa rahi hai!"
"Toh?"
"Toh hum soch rahe the ki tum jaakar use le aayo!"
"Kya?"
"Haan! Woh kya haina beta, Fahad bete aur tumhaare Dad jaane waale the lekin last moment ek client ne meeting ke liye unhein bula liya toh woh nahi jaa paayenge! Toh kya tum jaa sakte ho?"
Zain felt like he was the luckiest man on the earth. Pick Miss. Khitkhit from the bus station? Anytime! But outwards he looked at Mom angrily, "Main? Uss sir dard ko pick up karne jaaun? Ghar ke drivers kya sab mar gaye hain?"
"ZAIN! Woh bechari pehli baar akeli Mumbai aa rahi hai, aur tum use lene driver ko bhejoge? Hum kuch nahi sunna chaahte! Tum jaa rahe ho! Hum tumhein nahi bhejna chaahte lekin humaari ek cookery club ki meeting hai warna hum hi chale jaate!"
"Lekin Mom..."
"This is my order, Mr. Abdullah! You are going to pick up Aaliya and that's it!"
Suraiya turned around and stormed away. The moment Suraiya vanished from his eye sight, Zain gave a broad grin. Waah Aaliya ke Allah Miyaah! Khud hi mera raasta saaf kar diya? Thank you! Aaliya Ghulam Haider! I am coming!
"Bas yahi din dekhne the Ya Allah! Uss Zaalim Abdullah ke ghar jaake raho aur roz uski daant suno!", Aaliya grumbled as she waited at the bus station for someone to pick her up.
"Ek toh nikaah mein baar baar takraaya, upar se mera Qubool Hai bhi miss karwa diya aur phir...", she trailed off as she remembered being consoled by Zain and hugging him. She smiled softly, "Waise itna bura bhi nahi hai woh..." She again trailed off as she remembered the phone call he made few days back. She narrowed her eyes in anger, "Nahi! Ek number ka Zaalim Abdullah hai woh! Kaise behki behki baatein kar raha tha! Ya Allah! Uss Zaalim ko mujhse door rakhna!"
"Mujhe yaad kar rahi thi?", Aaliya heard someone speak right beside her ear and she shrieked and looked at the perpetrator. There stood Zain Usman Abdullah smirking at her. She narrowed her eyes at him and he winked at her and walked away while waving his hand at her to follow him. She looked at him incredulously and then at her bags lying near her feet. Who will help her in carrying them? While climbing the bus from her town her family had helped her and while climbing down, her fellow passengers helped her but who will help her now? She looked at Zain in shock.
After few steps, when Zain realized that Aaliya was not following him, he turned around, "AALIYA! Aise statue banke kyon khadi ho?"
Aaliya looked at her bags in dismay and then at him, "Mere bags kaun uthaayega?"
Zain glared at her, "Coolie samjha hai kya? Khud uthaao aur chalo!"
Aaliya looked at him in horror and then faced the sky, closed her eyes and prayed to her Allah Miyaah that she did not collapse while carrying the bags. After praying for few seconds, she looked down at her bags only to see nothing near her feet. Her eyes widened and she looked up only to see Zain carrying the bags away. She put her hands on her hips and frowned; Yeh kaisa insaan hain? Kabhi ekdum zaalim toh kabhi ek dum sweet! Ya Allah! Mujhe bacha lena! Yeh do saal bade hi khatarnak hone waale hain!
"AALIYA! CHALO!", Zain shouted and Aaliya gulped and followed him.
"Mom! Is ladki ko bol do ki apna mooh band rakhe aur apni bak bak apne paas rakhe!", Zain Usman Abdullah shouted as he entered the house with Aaliya in tow.
"Ya Allah! Maine aisa kya bol diya jo tum itne ghussa hogaye! Sahi naam rakha hai maine tumhaare liye! Zaalim Abdullah!"
"KYA KAHAA?", Zain turned around and glared at her and Aaliya cringed and closed her tightly. Ya Allah! Lagta hai maine zor se bol diya!
Zain was smiling inwardly at her antics but outwardly he maintained his anger. The first few minutes of their car ride, Aaliya was quiet. But after a while, her excitement towards her College got her rambling about how she was excited about her College and how she was happy that Maami gave her this opportunity. While inwardly Zain was enjoying her bak bak and was cataloging each of her words into his memory, outwardly he kept a bored image. He did not want to damage his image, right?
As Zain continued to glare at Aaliya while Aaliya looked at him worriedly, Suraiya heaved a sigh. If this was how the next two years were going to pass in this house, then I am going to visit Mecca Medina!
Next update: Zain cooks up another plan!
An important announcement, this story in the Dh Dh series narrates the journey of Zaya from Dh Dh events to their marriage, and as Aaliya was 18 when Dh Dh happened and she was 23 when she got married to Zain, this means this story will cover the span of five years!
Hence there will be many time leaps in this story!
Thought you should know!
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Kalpana
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Edited by Kalpana_Writer - 10 years ago
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