"Achha hua chand khala aap aa gai, zara dori baand do na." She said, rumaging in her closet for something.
She looks gorgeous, he thought as he neared her. Really pretty, said his inner child, like a kid who tasted a tasty lolly.
She was wearing a red anarkali, with silver embroidery. Her hair was tied in a loose ponytail that covered her creamy back.
She felt two hands on her back and stiffened immediatly.
"Zain?" She whispered.
" hmm" he replied.
He slowly pushed all her hair to her front, and lightly trailed her spine. Her back arched. He took the two ends of the dori and pulled her backwards. She could feel his breath on her back now. They were that close. He started tying her dori, his hands ocassionally grazing her back. She shivered.
"You are looking gorgeous" he whispered against her ear.
She blushed and whispered "meri naak dedh inch badi nai lag rahi?"
He chuckled against her nape. "Nai"
"Tum toh kal aane wale the na? " she said, her voice sounding out of breath.
"Kyun? Mujhe dekh ke khush nai hoon Aliya?" His voice sounding the same.
Aliya.
He called her Aliya.
"Aliya? "
Oops! Zain thought. "Haan toh?" He said defenseivly, "tumhara naam hai na?" He pulled back, turning her towards him.
"But aaj tak toh tumne mera naam use nai kiya.. aaj barish toh nai ho rai?"
"Hoon rai thi..! And rehne don MKB. Vaise bhi, i don't think ki tum muje dekh kar zayada khush ho."
"Nai, aisi baat nai-"
"Toh u r happy to see me?" He quipped happily.
"Nai-not particularly bothered. Anyways, mein bahar jaa rai hun."
Not particularly bothered! Aliya thought. Ya right! Ek hafta zain! One week. Not a single call. Not even a msg! Kaisa shauhar hai tumhara..
"Kaha jaa rai hon?" He asked, his curiosity piping up.
"Mumbai ghumne"
"Kiske sath? Fahad bhai le jaa rahe hai."
She hated the fact that he assumed that she was going out with a family member. Singapore mein toh mazze karke aaya hoga, she thought bitterly. Raha hoga bahut sare drumstick shaped ladkiyon ke sath, blue eyes and blonde and all that jazz. Ekdum barbie doll types.
"Nai, rehaan ke sath." She said, slipping on her sandals.
Zain did not understand what happened next. But something inside him came to life.
"Kaun rehaan?" He asked suspiciously.
"Mera dost. Bhopal mein pada karte the sath mein."
"Ha-haan toh? Uske sath jane ki ky-kya zarurat hai.. pata nai kaisa psyco niklega?"
Aliya threw a pillow at him.
"What was that for?" He asked, bewildered.
"For calling Rehaan a psyco.. he is my friend."
"My point exactly!"
He did not see the other pillow coming.
"Yaar pagal ho gai ho kya?" She simply rolled her eyes and moved towards the door.
"7 baje se pehle aa jana.."
"Kyun?" She asked even when she knew why.
"Arre! Kitkit ka time hai humara! Ek hafta gaya tha, ek saal nai.. itna jaldi bhul gai"
"Zain.. please kal..ek ghanta kar lungi tumhare saath kitkit."
"And pechle sath dino ka kya?"
"Uska kya?"
"Peechle sath dino ka kitki baki hai MKB.. intni aasani se jane nai dunga..ek din pura guzarna padega tumhe mere sath"
"Agar itna hi baat karna tha toh call kar lete" she shot back furiously.
"Tum bhi toh kar sakti thi." He shot back, equally furious.
"Par i dont want to talk to you" Aliya lied outright, her teeth gritted. "Bye" she said and left.
"Hmpff" zain grumbled and sat on his bed."mujhse baat nai karni. Samjti kya hai apne aap ko. Ki i want to talk to her? Bilkul nai"
"Aah, but you want to." Said a snide voice inside his head.
"Not you again" zain groaned.
"Yes, me again! You want to talk to her. To touch her. To hug her. To ki-"
"Bus" said zain loudly.
"Kya bus beta?" Said chand bibi, entering their room.
"Kuch nai chand jaan"
"Ye lo tumhara juice. Niche khane ke liye bula rahe hai tumhe."
"Jee, aa raha hun."
"Dulhan chali gai kya? Rehan baba aa gaye?"
"Aap janti hai uss raksh-umm rehaan ko?"
"Haan, aya tha dulhan ko chodne. Dulhan ka chotta sa accident ho gaya tha-"
Zain's head shot up alarmingly.
"Nai nai- ghabrane ki koi baat nai hai. Bus haath mein thodi si chot lagi thi. Shukr hai rehaan baba ka ki usne dulhan ko dekh liya"
"Hmm" zain grumbled. And fell in deep thought. "Usse chot lagi and usne mujhe batana zaruri nai samjha. So much for that promise."
"You are the one to talk" said the snide voice again. "Confessed yet?"
"Oh!give me a break." Said zain loudly. "Ye mkb tumhe pagal karke hi rehegi zain, chahe paas ho ya dur" he mumbled to himself and went to freshen up.
Around 10:15
Zaya's bedroom.
Zain was propped up against the headboard, surfing on his laptop. He logged on to fb and was reading random statuses.
Hmm.. lets check up on rehaan. He thought.
Rehaan, he typed into the search box. But what the hell is his surname? He then went to Aliya's account and searched for him.
Aha! Wait. Aliya gulaam haider..no search results? Try aliya zain abdullah! No search results. Did she block him? Wt*! How can she. Idignanat, zain spotted her laptop on the dresser. Worth a try. Nai. That is her laptop. It would be an invasion of privacy. He thought, toh kya hua? Pati hun uska. Toh kya tu shahur hai toh? Battling the good and bad inside him,he inched towards her laptop. He took it and opened it. Kuch karu? Ya nai? In his confusion, he did not see his MKB enter the room.
"Ah, zain!" She gasped. "Mera laptop hai voh!"
He kept the laptop on the dresser immediatly and gathered all the pillow around him as protection.
"Ha-han toh? Mujhe bhi pata hai"
"Toh kissi ke chezo ko haath nai lagate nai pata tumhe?" "Voh bhi itna private".
He scooted to the his side of the bed as she walked towards her dresser.
"I kno-"
Furious, she started hitting him with a pillow.
"Ow-ow MKB. Stop it." He tried to defend himself with his hands, but it was in vain. So he grabbed her wrists and pinned her beneath him and held her hands above her head,and sat on top of her.
"Aha! Ab kaise marogi?"
"Zain-zain leave me."
"Not until you say sorry!"
"Sorry mein kyun bolu?"
"Cause you hit me"
"You snooped around first! That hit was justified!" She started wriggling around.
"Stop moving MKB" he said.
"Nai. Leave me"
"I said stop moving Aliya" he said huskily.
She froze.
He was inches, no scratch that, centimeteres away from her face. They both started breathing heavily as they realised their postion.
"Dulhan tumne khana kh- oh!" Chand bibi entered and immediatly turned back.
They scrambled out of the bed before one could utter a word.
"Ahem" chand jaan cleared her throat. "Ho gaya?"
"Ji" they both mumbled.
"Toh dulhan, tumne khana kha liya kya ya lagau mein khana?"
"Nai chand khala, meine khana kha liya"
"Thik hai phir. Shabak khair"
"Shabak khair." they both mumbled.
They both looked at each other and looked away immediatly.
"Toh, itna late kyun?"
"Kitna late..sirf 10 hi toh baje hai."
"10.20"
"Haan, lekin i came into the house at 10"
"Toh? Late toh tum vaise bhi hon"
She ignored him and went towards her closet.
"Aisa kya kia tumne jo itna late ho gai?"
She did not say anything. Hmph she thought. Ab baat karni hai. Kaha thi inta utsaah ek hafta pehle.
"Mkb, jawab doon." He went near her and turned her around by holding her elbow.
"Itne shahur jaise sawal kyun kar rahe hon?"
"Shahur hun tumhara, toh shahur jaise sawal hi karunga na!" He shot back. There was a moment of stunned silence as they registered what he said.
"Zain, please chodo,dard hoon raha hai" said Aliya softly.
Zain looked down and saw her elbow bandaged.
Guilt filled his yes. "Sorry" he said softly and left her.
She went to freshen up as zain cleared the bed. A thought struck his head as he went and laid on his side. He smiled develishly.
After 15 minutes**
Aliya came out of the washroom only to see zain
"Allah, ye ladka! Kaise so raha hai."
He was sleeping diagonally, his torso on his side and his his legs on her side, where she placed her head.
"Ab mein kaise soungi?"
She tried pushing his legs on the other side but no avail. She then tried waking him up to which he mumbled-
"Chup chaap so jaoo Mamu Ki Bhanji"
Zain was lying awake, praying to his allah that she did not get the idea of tickling him..or poking.
Then phir toh saari mehnat pani mein.
Finally he heard her sigh and place her pillow next to his head and switch off the lights and tried to adjust sleeping in that position. He felt her pull her blanket up and he smiled a little. After 5 minutes,he snaked his arms through her petite waist and pulled her back. He heard her gasp. She struggled for a bit but then stayed still. And whrn zain was sure that she was completely asleep, he lowered her blanket and propped his head on his hands. He noticed that her legs dangled out the bed so he scooted a bit back amd pulled her. He thrn lifted her blankets and slid under,still staring at her face. She looked so angelic.
"I am sorry Aliya" he whispered and kissed her elbow.
"I am really sorry for not calling you too"
And trying really hard not to pull her face towards him and kiss those lips, he settled for her cheek. He kissed it and whispered "for now babe" and drifted of to peaceful slumber with her in his arms.
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