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"Kya hua hai Malik-e-Zain?
Mujhse baat kyu nei kar
rahe ho?
Kya hau hai... Bolo na..." He asked
her
with a pleading tone...
Aliya was standing in front of the window
showing her back...silently...
"Bolo na kya hua hai... mujhse kuch galti
hui
hai... Gussa ho kya.." He again asked her..
this time little bit worried... But he only
got
her silence as reply...
"Aliya... tum thik to ho?" this time he
asked her politely..while placing hand on
her sholder...
She jerks off his hand and slowly turned
towards her husband...
"nei.. nei..Zain usman abdulha sa kabhi
galti hota hai kya? Aur mei gussa nei hu..
ekdam thik hu... Meri chinta mat karo
tum..." she answered him straight away...
But Zain could find some traces of anger
in
her word...as MEZ calls him with his
full name...as she does when she is
angry on him...
" Jaldi se ready ho jao MEZ...Hume nikalna
hai na party ke lia..." he told excitedly...
cheering up her mood...
"Mujhe kahi nehi jana party warty mei...
tum
akele chalo jao..."
"kya bol rahe ho tum... tume pata hai na
ye
ek couple party hai... Aur couple party mei
akela kaise jao..."
" wo sab mei nei janti..bas mujhe nei jana
hai toh nei jana..."
"commissioner ke 30th year ke
anniversary
party hai.. aur tmhe to patai hai wo kitne
family wale admi hai...who aur uske
patni..
khud ghar me aake invite karke gaye...
aur dad na bhi toh unha kaha tha na k
hum dono zaror aa ga... "
" waise bhi yeh dad ki izzat ka sawal
hai..hume chalna to paregai...
plz aise zidd mat karo.. jao jake ready ho
jao..."
Aliya think for something then moved to
the
cupboard to fetch her dress... she took
one
red and one black saree in both hand
and turned to Zain..
"Umm... Konsa pehnu...yeh wala (showing
her right hand) yafir yehwala(showing
her
left)..."
" waise MEZ app to har saree mei
khubsurat lagtehai... per yeh (point to the
black saree) pehenkar to tum cha jao
ge..."
Aliya just gave him a is that so look and
move into the washroom...
"Arey MEZ...mere lia vi dress nikal do na..."
"ab jab har ek decision khud ley sakte ho
tho...apna dress vi khud select kar lo..."
she
shouted from the washroom...
After some time..aliya sitting in front of
the
mirror dressed in a beautiful black
saree...
"oho...ye hota kyu nei hai..." she said
irritatingly...trying her best to hook up her
blouse laces...
He was watching this from a distance and
finally came forward to help her... But she
was still trying her best not to take any
kind
of help from him...as she was really angry
on him...
He took off her hand away from her
back...
and fix the hook of her blouse and
crasees her back..
She shivers
"Dekha... mera help lia toh kitna asani se
hogaya... " he said with a smirk...
Zain said looking into her reflection "
Hai..Hai..lagta hai aj party mei extra
secuirity
dena parega...inta khubsurat biwi jo leke
ja
raha hu..."
He left the room singing.. CHURA LO NA DIL
MERA SANAMMM...BANA LO NA APNA
SANAMMM...
A sweet smile crept Aliya's lips...but she
quickly changed that to an angry one...
"Gift pack karke hall mei rakh dia hai...
Yaad
sei ley lena... Aj kal toh kuch bhi yaad nei
rehta..." she shouted from his back...
Outside the house zain waiting for aliya..
As she came towards the car..Zain opened
the door of the passenger sit for her
entry...
But Aliya straight away headed to the
back sit and closed the door with a
bang...
"yeh...kya MEZ..." He could not complete
the sentence as he found his wife with a
questioning glace.
He took a sigh and moved towards the
driver sit...and started their way towards
the party...
...
...
...
"suno Zain...mey yaha zyada der nei
rehnewali...bilkul mood nei hai... So, jo bhi
karna hai jaldi karna...okey..." Aiya held
back her husband before entering the
party...
"Okey baba...Jaldi karenge... Ab plz unlogo
kei samne aise muh latkake mat raho..."
"mujhe tumse Janne ki koi zarurat nei
hai...
mey janti hun apne apko kaise present
karte hai..."
"okey baba... galti ho gay mujhse.. abb
chale..."
They enter into the party
with hand in
hand...and with a big smile on
their face...
"Congratulation ... Many
many happy returns of the day... " he
greeted the lovely old couple...
Aliya gave the gift..and hugged Mrs.
Commissioner " Bohot bohot mubarak ho
apko apki
30th marriage aniversry...Quiet a long
time
indeed... Yeh chota sa thofa hamare taraf
se..."
"Thank you...Thank you... Bohot accha
laga
ap log yaha aye...
btw tumdono ki Jodi bohot hi pyari hai...
hamesha eksath rehna...Aur tum (turning
towards Zain ) itni pyari biwi mili hai
tumhe... theek kaha na mein na
malhotra ji" Mrs. Malhotra said with
lots of love...
Aliya blushed and Zain put his head
down...and started looking at his
beloved through the corner of eyes...
Whereas Commissioner Malhotra started
while placing one hand on his wife's
shoulder from side ..." App kabhi galat
hosakte hai madam? Ekdam sahi kaha
apne... Aur inhe dekhke hume Hamari
shadi
ke shru shru ke din yaad a gaye...
"Malhotra ji..app bhi na... hamesha dusro
ko
apne baatein sunane lag jate ho... yeh
party
enjoy karne aye hai...Let them enjoy..."
accused his husband...
" Jasise app chaye madam... oho...sorry
young champ... Enjoy the party... " by
saying
this he moved away to attain the other
guest...
And our lovebird...moved to the hall to
enjoy the party... the hall was decorated
beautifully with red roses and balloons
and
with different colour focusing lights...and
Dj
was playing Romantic tracks...all the
whole
the party is simply Romantic and love was
in the air...
Aliya could not bear the gossip...which
has her dear Husband as the hot topic...
She
at first wanted to stormed upon those
gossip ladies..but for Zain's reputation she
decided to stay away from this
headache...
and tried to suppress her anger as much
as
she can...
In the mean time zain has found many
known faces from his professional field
who has also turned up with their
partners
for this lovely party... Zain went to meet
his
friends and introduce Aliya with the
group...
Aliya standing silently with a
fake smile in her face...as all the female
members had already left their husbands/
partner's group and form their own due
to
the same reason...
aliya lost interest in their conversation so
she has excused herself to move out from
there and have a sit in nearby couch...
As she was passing by the female
group..she over headed the conversation
rather the Gossip over the latest serials
and
actors... But suddenly she heard
something
which leads to raise the mercury of anger
to the highest...
"Wow...yeh bh yaha
agaye!"
"arey kaun aa gaya?"
"Wo dekho..udhar.. Zain aya hai..."
"Kaha! Arey.. mujhe vi dekhne do... use
kaun
nei janta... har roz newspaper me photo
dekhti hu...Aj apne aakho se dekh lu...
barei
Handsome dikhte hai..."
"yeh to tumne sahi kaha...ekdam hot
macho man..."
"Aur suna hai kuch mahine pehelei Shadi
hui hai iske.. wo bhi us ki cuzn s..."
" Tumlog bhol ga kya..ye ek couple party
hai... aur wo akele kabhi nei ayenge...
uska
wife ayi hogi uske sath..."
"per dikh toh nehi raha... waise iski wife
kitna lucky haina... itna
handsome hubby mili hai...
After some minutes zain realiased that he
was engrossed in their discussion for
long
and haven't paid any attention on Aliya...
He at first scanned her appearance in the
Women's group but could not found her
...
He scanned all the direction with his
sharp
eyes..finally his search came to an end
when
he found his princess sitting in the
corner most table... showing her back at
him...
He headed towards the corner most table
and found his princess sitting alone
staring
blankly at the opposite wall... she looks
really angry...and Zain could easily realise
that when he found the crushed Rose in
her fist ...
Aliya came to her senses when Zain
placed his hand on her tight fist..." Aliya..
kaunsi sooch mei doobi hui ho?"
"wo..woh..kuch nei... tumlogo ke baatei
khatam? Bare jaldi ho gayi..." she
answered
angrily..while removing her hand from his
hand...
"arey bapre inta gussa... jaan tumhe toh
pata hai inlogo ke sath jyada mulakat nei
hota..jab bhi hota hai kisi meeting ya
conference mei hota hai... aj aise party
mei
mile toh thora jyada time lag gaya...
tumhe
aisi akeli time spent karna para..I'm sorry
for that..."
"abb ho gaya na? toh plz jaldi karo mera
dam ghut raha hai yaha... Mujhe yaha nei
rehna..."
"ha ha kyu nei abhi chalte hai...per aise
bina
dinner kia toh Mr. Malhotra jane ni
denge..." he try to
cover-up...as he could sense matter
getting
out of his hand...
"mujhe bhuk nei hai... tum kha lo
Zain..."
"mei akele..kaise.. okey juice toh pee sakti
hona... tum baitho mey tmhare lia leke ata
hu..."
By saying this he moved to the bar section
and ordered a plain Orange juice to the
bartender... while continuously having an
eye on Aliya...
In meantime the bartender serve his
order
along with the other... he took one of the
glass in orange colour and hurriedly left
for
his wife...
Zain handed her the glass full of juice and
asked her to carry on while he's back
with
his food... Aliya obeyed him and emptied
the glass in one go...
After few minutes Zain returned with a
plate full of food...and he was welcomed
by
a smiling Aliya...
Zain found it quiet wired as he is well
aware of his beloved angry mood..and its
actual life span... specially he is aware for
all
her expressions...and feelings...
"abb MEZ ko kya ho gaya? Abhi to itni
gusse me thi ki jo vi samne aye use krod
ki
agni se bhasma kar degi... achanak aise
smile kar rahe hai... dal mei zaroor kuch
kala
hai..." as he thought biting his lower lip
corner...
" Wow...Zain itna sara tasty tasty khana...
tum akele khaoge?" Aliya started with a
ultra cute manner...
Zain found the matter fishy..so he just
ignore her for a while and check the glass
which had some drops of juice in it... he
could smell the upcoming danger in it...as
it
smell like VODKA...He has served Aliya
glass full of vodka mix with orange juice...
He was totally confused what to do in that
situation... on one hand he was feeling
guilty for serving his beloved a glass full of
hard drink... and on the other he was very
much angry on that bartender...
At first he settled aliya on her place calmly
and approached the bartender in an very
angry mood...
"hey tum itne irresponsible kaise ho sakte
ho haan... I have ordered plain orange
juice
not vodka... aise serve karte ho apne
guests
ko?" he shouted at the bartender...
" sorry sir..wo..wo baat ye hai ki.. apne
galti
sey galat glass utha lia tha...aur meine
apko
piche se bulaya vi tha...per loud music ke
waja sey app sun nei paye... We are
extreamly sorry for all this..." the young
boy
answered him politely...and made Zain
realize his mistake...
Soon there came a time when alcohol
took
its effect...it had trickled the delight cells in
Aliya's brain...She has started talking
crazy...she was smiling continuously..and
sometime she was eating from Zain's
plate
in between her craziness... it didn't matter
anymore that she was angry on him few
minutes back...
Zain was enjoying being with her... he
was
enjoying rather discovering the totally
different side of her...he wanted to
observe
the little kid in his wife... he wanted to
cherish the cuteness with which she
talk..he
wanted to read her sharp mind and the
little things running into it...
he wanted to observe
her
each and every tiny movement of
her face ...
her eyes that are restlessly shifted
between
him and her hands.. her lips ,how they
curve when she smiled..her eyelashes that
would flutter and kiss each other after
each
second...
Zain just wished to be a silent listener...
and
he just wanted to keep looking at her...as
if
he was seeing her after a long duration...
"Zain...tum to bara famous ho... Sab
tumhe
jante hai... wo...wo..(pointing to the
female
group) sab Gossip ladies(giggle)... tmhare
bare mei kitna acchi acchi bate kar rahe
the
(pouts)... Kyu karenge wo aisa..(little
loudly)wo kaun hote hai mere shohar
(husband) ke bare
me aisi bolne wali...abhi jati hu mei..." she
stood up with a jerk...to fight with those
ladies...
But Zain stopped her by holding her
hands
tightly..."Arey..arey Aliya kaha ja rahi ho...
Baitho idhar..choro na..log kuch bhi bolte
rehte hai..."
"chor du...kyu? Oookkk.. tum bolte ho tho
chor deti hu..." she ansered again with
the
same ultra cute manner...
They continued to eat...and talked a lot...
She was talking all sorts of rubbish...that
to
in top of her voice... she let herself flow...
enjoying to her fullest...because she know
that Zain was with her..
But all of a sudden zain found himself in a
discomfort zone... His wife was fully drunk
with only a scotch of vodka...and had
started singing songs...that too in a high
profile party...he wanted her to enjoy but
not at the cost of being a public
embarrassment...
But she was unstoppable... singing loudly
at
her highest volume...waving her had in
the
air... even tried to get on the table and
dance there... Fortunately they have
occupied the corner most table...so there
were not many people occupying the
nearby table beside them...
" LUNGI DANCE...LUNGI DANCE...
LUNGIII..DANCEEE..." This was the final
thing which Zain could bear...its was
getting on his nerves...
She was blabbering the song..and every
two minute she would sing loudly LUNGI
DANCE...LUNGI DANCE...
Zain tried his best to control her but he
couldn't suppress his laughter when she
asked " zain.tum Yo yo..yo yo honey
singh
ko nei jante?"
She was completely drunk...and it can be
easily realized by the sudden change in
her
body language...
A/N: this is my first story on zaya. Do tell me u like it or not.
& this is just a trailer picture a hi baki 😉
INDEX
CHP 2 : PAGE 4
CHP 3 : PAGE 7
Mujhse baat kyu nei kar
rahe ho?
Kya hau hai... Bolo na..." He asked
her
with a pleading tone...
Aliya was standing in front of the window
showing her back...silently...
"Bolo na kya hua hai... mujhse kuch galti
hui
hai... Gussa ho kya.." He again asked her..
this time little bit worried... But he only
got
her silence as reply...
"Aliya... tum thik to ho?" this time he
asked her politely..while placing hand on
her sholder...
She jerks off his hand and slowly turned
towards her husband...
"nei.. nei..Zain usman abdulha sa kabhi
galti hota hai kya? Aur mei gussa nei hu..
ekdam thik hu... Meri chinta mat karo
tum..." she answered him straight away...
But Zain could find some traces of anger
in
her word...as MEZ calls him with his
full name...as she does when she is
angry on him...
" Jaldi se ready ho jao MEZ...Hume nikalna
hai na party ke lia..." he told excitedly...
cheering up her mood...
"Mujhe kahi nehi jana party warty mei...
tum
akele chalo jao..."
"kya bol rahe ho tum... tume pata hai na
ye
ek couple party hai... Aur couple party mei
akela kaise jao..."
" wo sab mei nei janti..bas mujhe nei jana
hai toh nei jana..."
"commissioner ke 30th year ke
anniversary
party hai.. aur tmhe to patai hai wo kitne
family wale admi hai...who aur uske
patni..
khud ghar me aake invite karke gaye...
aur dad na bhi toh unha kaha tha na k
hum dono zaror aa ga... "
" waise bhi yeh dad ki izzat ka sawal
hai..hume chalna to paregai...
plz aise zidd mat karo.. jao jake ready ho
jao..."
Aliya think for something then moved to
the
cupboard to fetch her dress... she took
one
red and one black saree in both hand
and turned to Zain..
"Umm... Konsa pehnu...yeh wala (showing
her right hand) yafir yehwala(showing
her
left)..."
" waise MEZ app to har saree mei
khubsurat lagtehai... per yeh (point to the
black saree) pehenkar to tum cha jao
ge..."
Aliya just gave him a is that so look and
move into the washroom...
"Arey MEZ...mere lia vi dress nikal do na..."
"ab jab har ek decision khud ley sakte ho
tho...apna dress vi khud select kar lo..."
she
shouted from the washroom...
After some time..aliya sitting in front of
the
mirror dressed in a beautiful black
saree...
"oho...ye hota kyu nei hai..." she said
irritatingly...trying her best to hook up her
blouse laces...
He was watching this from a distance and
finally came forward to help her... But she
was still trying her best not to take any
kind
of help from him...as she was really angry
on him...
He took off her hand away from her
back...
and fix the hook of her blouse and
crasees her back..
She shivers
"Dekha... mera help lia toh kitna asani se
hogaya... " he said with a smirk...
Zain said looking into her reflection "
Hai..Hai..lagta hai aj party mei extra
secuirity
dena parega...inta khubsurat biwi jo leke
ja
raha hu..."
He left the room singing.. CHURA LO NA DIL
MERA SANAMMM...BANA LO NA APNA
SANAMMM...
A sweet smile crept Aliya's lips...but she
quickly changed that to an angry one...
"Gift pack karke hall mei rakh dia hai...
Yaad
sei ley lena... Aj kal toh kuch bhi yaad nei
rehta..." she shouted from his back...
Outside the house zain waiting for aliya..
As she came towards the car..Zain opened
the door of the passenger sit for her
entry...
But Aliya straight away headed to the
back sit and closed the door with a
bang...
"yeh...kya MEZ..." He could not complete
the sentence as he found his wife with a
questioning glace.
He took a sigh and moved towards the
driver sit...and started their way towards
the party...
...
...
...
"suno Zain...mey yaha zyada der nei
rehnewali...bilkul mood nei hai... So, jo bhi
karna hai jaldi karna...okey..." Aiya held
back her husband before entering the
party...
"Okey baba...Jaldi karenge... Ab plz unlogo
kei samne aise muh latkake mat raho..."
"mujhe tumse Janne ki koi zarurat nei
hai...
mey janti hun apne apko kaise present
karte hai..."
"okey baba... galti ho gay mujhse.. abb
chale..."
They enter into the party
with hand in
hand...and with a big smile on
their face...
"Congratulation ... Many
many happy returns of the day... " he
greeted the lovely old couple...
Aliya gave the gift..and hugged Mrs.
Commissioner " Bohot bohot mubarak ho
apko apki
30th marriage aniversry...Quiet a long
time
indeed... Yeh chota sa thofa hamare taraf
se..."
"Thank you...Thank you... Bohot accha
laga
ap log yaha aye...
btw tumdono ki Jodi bohot hi pyari hai...
hamesha eksath rehna...Aur tum (turning
towards Zain ) itni pyari biwi mili hai
tumhe... theek kaha na mein na
malhotra ji" Mrs. Malhotra said with
lots of love...
Aliya blushed and Zain put his head
down...and started looking at his
beloved through the corner of eyes...
Whereas Commissioner Malhotra started
while placing one hand on his wife's
shoulder from side ..." App kabhi galat
hosakte hai madam? Ekdam sahi kaha
apne... Aur inhe dekhke hume Hamari
shadi
ke shru shru ke din yaad a gaye...
"Malhotra ji..app bhi na... hamesha dusro
ko
apne baatein sunane lag jate ho... yeh
party
enjoy karne aye hai...Let them enjoy..."
accused his husband...
" Jasise app chaye madam... oho...sorry
young champ... Enjoy the party... " by
saying
this he moved away to attain the other
guest...
And our lovebird...moved to the hall to
enjoy the party... the hall was decorated
beautifully with red roses and balloons
and
with different colour focusing lights...and
Dj
was playing Romantic tracks...all the
whole
the party is simply Romantic and love was
in the air...
Aliya could not bear the gossip...which
has her dear Husband as the hot topic...
She
at first wanted to stormed upon those
gossip ladies..but for Zain's reputation she
decided to stay away from this
headache...
and tried to suppress her anger as much
as
she can...
In the mean time zain has found many
known faces from his professional field
who has also turned up with their
partners
for this lovely party... Zain went to meet
his
friends and introduce Aliya with the
group...
Aliya standing silently with a
fake smile in her face...as all the female
members had already left their husbands/
partner's group and form their own due
to
the same reason...
aliya lost interest in their conversation so
she has excused herself to move out from
there and have a sit in nearby couch...
As she was passing by the female
group..she over headed the conversation
rather the Gossip over the latest serials
and
actors... But suddenly she heard
something
which leads to raise the mercury of anger
to the highest...
"Wow...yeh bh yaha
agaye!"
"arey kaun aa gaya?"
"Wo dekho..udhar.. Zain aya hai..."
"Kaha! Arey.. mujhe vi dekhne do... use
kaun
nei janta... har roz newspaper me photo
dekhti hu...Aj apne aakho se dekh lu...
barei
Handsome dikhte hai..."
"yeh to tumne sahi kaha...ekdam hot
macho man..."
"Aur suna hai kuch mahine pehelei Shadi
hui hai iske.. wo bhi us ki cuzn s..."
" Tumlog bhol ga kya..ye ek couple party
hai... aur wo akele kabhi nei ayenge...
uska
wife ayi hogi uske sath..."
"per dikh toh nehi raha... waise iski wife
kitna lucky haina... itna
handsome hubby mili hai...
After some minutes zain realiased that he
was engrossed in their discussion for
long
and haven't paid any attention on Aliya...
He at first scanned her appearance in the
Women's group but could not found her
...
He scanned all the direction with his
sharp
eyes..finally his search came to an end
when
he found his princess sitting in the
corner most table... showing her back at
him...
He headed towards the corner most table
and found his princess sitting alone
staring
blankly at the opposite wall... she looks
really angry...and Zain could easily realise
that when he found the crushed Rose in
her fist ...
Aliya came to her senses when Zain
placed his hand on her tight fist..." Aliya..
kaunsi sooch mei doobi hui ho?"
"wo..woh..kuch nei... tumlogo ke baatei
khatam? Bare jaldi ho gayi..." she
answered
angrily..while removing her hand from his
hand...
"arey bapre inta gussa... jaan tumhe toh
pata hai inlogo ke sath jyada mulakat nei
hota..jab bhi hota hai kisi meeting ya
conference mei hota hai... aj aise party
mei
mile toh thora jyada time lag gaya...
tumhe
aisi akeli time spent karna para..I'm sorry
for that..."
"abb ho gaya na? toh plz jaldi karo mera
dam ghut raha hai yaha... Mujhe yaha nei
rehna..."
"ha ha kyu nei abhi chalte hai...per aise
bina
dinner kia toh Mr. Malhotra jane ni
denge..." he try to
cover-up...as he could sense matter
getting
out of his hand...
"mujhe bhuk nei hai... tum kha lo
Zain..."
"mei akele..kaise.. okey juice toh pee sakti
hona... tum baitho mey tmhare lia leke ata
hu..."
By saying this he moved to the bar section
and ordered a plain Orange juice to the
bartender... while continuously having an
eye on Aliya...
In meantime the bartender serve his
order
along with the other... he took one of the
glass in orange colour and hurriedly left
for
his wife...
Zain handed her the glass full of juice and
asked her to carry on while he's back
with
his food... Aliya obeyed him and emptied
the glass in one go...
After few minutes Zain returned with a
plate full of food...and he was welcomed
by
a smiling Aliya...
Zain found it quiet wired as he is well
aware of his beloved angry mood..and its
actual life span... specially he is aware for
all
her expressions...and feelings...
"abb MEZ ko kya ho gaya? Abhi to itni
gusse me thi ki jo vi samne aye use krod
ki
agni se bhasma kar degi... achanak aise
smile kar rahe hai... dal mei zaroor kuch
kala
hai..." as he thought biting his lower lip
corner...
" Wow...Zain itna sara tasty tasty khana...
tum akele khaoge?" Aliya started with a
ultra cute manner...
Zain found the matter fishy..so he just
ignore her for a while and check the glass
which had some drops of juice in it... he
could smell the upcoming danger in it...as
it
smell like VODKA...He has served Aliya
glass full of vodka mix with orange juice...
He was totally confused what to do in that
situation... on one hand he was feeling
guilty for serving his beloved a glass full of
hard drink... and on the other he was very
much angry on that bartender...
At first he settled aliya on her place calmly
and approached the bartender in an very
angry mood...
"hey tum itne irresponsible kaise ho sakte
ho haan... I have ordered plain orange
juice
not vodka... aise serve karte ho apne
guests
ko?" he shouted at the bartender...
" sorry sir..wo..wo baat ye hai ki.. apne
galti
sey galat glass utha lia tha...aur meine
apko
piche se bulaya vi tha...per loud music ke
waja sey app sun nei paye... We are
extreamly sorry for all this..." the young
boy
answered him politely...and made Zain
realize his mistake...
Soon there came a time when alcohol
took
its effect...it had trickled the delight cells in
Aliya's brain...She has started talking
crazy...she was smiling continuously..and
sometime she was eating from Zain's
plate
in between her craziness... it didn't matter
anymore that she was angry on him few
minutes back...
Zain was enjoying being with her... he
was
enjoying rather discovering the totally
different side of her...he wanted to
observe
the little kid in his wife... he wanted to
cherish the cuteness with which she
talk..he
wanted to read her sharp mind and the
little things running into it...
he wanted to observe
her
each and every tiny movement of
her face ...
her eyes that are restlessly shifted
between
him and her hands.. her lips ,how they
curve when she smiled..her eyelashes that
would flutter and kiss each other after
each
second...
Zain just wished to be a silent listener...
and
he just wanted to keep looking at her...as
if
he was seeing her after a long duration...
"Zain...tum to bara famous ho... Sab
tumhe
jante hai... wo...wo..(pointing to the
female
group) sab Gossip ladies(giggle)... tmhare
bare mei kitna acchi acchi bate kar rahe
the
(pouts)... Kyu karenge wo aisa..(little
loudly)wo kaun hote hai mere shohar
(husband) ke bare
me aisi bolne wali...abhi jati hu mei..." she
stood up with a jerk...to fight with those
ladies...
But Zain stopped her by holding her
hands
tightly..."Arey..arey Aliya kaha ja rahi ho...
Baitho idhar..choro na..log kuch bhi bolte
rehte hai..."
"chor du...kyu? Oookkk.. tum bolte ho tho
chor deti hu..." she ansered again with
the
same ultra cute manner...
They continued to eat...and talked a lot...
She was talking all sorts of rubbish...that
to
in top of her voice... she let herself flow...
enjoying to her fullest...because she know
that Zain was with her..
But all of a sudden zain found himself in a
discomfort zone... His wife was fully drunk
with only a scotch of vodka...and had
started singing songs...that too in a high
profile party...he wanted her to enjoy but
not at the cost of being a public
embarrassment...
But she was unstoppable... singing loudly
at
her highest volume...waving her had in
the
air... even tried to get on the table and
dance there... Fortunately they have
occupied the corner most table...so there
were not many people occupying the
nearby table beside them...
" LUNGI DANCE...LUNGI DANCE...
LUNGIII..DANCEEE..." This was the final
thing which Zain could bear...its was
getting on his nerves...
She was blabbering the song..and every
two minute she would sing loudly LUNGI
DANCE...LUNGI DANCE...
Zain tried his best to control her but he
couldn't suppress his laughter when she
asked " zain.tum Yo yo..yo yo honey
singh
ko nei jante?"
She was completely drunk...and it can be
easily realized by the sudden change in
her
body language...
A/N: this is my first story on zaya. Do tell me u like it or not.
& this is just a trailer picture a hi baki 😉
INDEX
CHP 2 : PAGE 4
CHP 3 : PAGE 7
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