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"Appi, aap jaaiye, hum kisi hostel mein reh lenge... Noor bid her sister adieu.
"Nahi Noor, hum aapko aise akele nahi chodh sakte... Dekhiye, ab hum yahan nahi rahenge, aapke paas kisi aur ka hona zaroori hai... Zoya looked one last time thoroughly in the room at Arora's since she was finally leaving this place, her deceased ex-husband's place.
"Appi, hum keh rahe hain na ki hum sab sambhaal lenge... Aap jaaiye... Aditya aapka intezaar kar rahe hain... Mera matlab hai Jeeju... Noor said hesitantly.
Zoya looked around at an amused Aditya clad in his sherwani and turban, still looking the handsome groom that he was... "Noor, Aditya thoda aur intezaar kar lenge... Aap pehle humein bataaiye ki aap jaayengi kahan... Ek kaam keejiye aap Ammi-Abbu ko call keejiye... Jab tak aapki internship nahi ho jaati, wo aake aapke paas rahenge... Hum unhein call nahi kar sakte, isliye aapko keh rahe hain... Keejiye call... Zoya insisted.
"Hum bhi call nahi kar sakte Appi. Noor told irritated.
"Kyu nahi kar sakti call? Zoya was also irritated.
"Ek minute girls... Ek minute... Aditya intervened.
Zoya and Noor both looked at Aditya who had the same amused smile as he had few minutes ago... The root of the problem was that, the circumstances rose such that in the jeopardy of the moment, and to save the grace of their company and also to save one another, Aditya and Zoya decided to tie the knot and get married. Mahi had created some situations that were beyond their control, repercussion of which weren't that favourable. Dil ijaazat nahi de raha, lekin waqt yahi keh raha hai... They had reluctantly come to a consensus by getting married quietly, without informing anyone else.
"Mere paas ek solution hai. Tum dono hi mere saath chalo... Biwi ke saath Saali muft-muft-muft!!! Aditya glittered his teeth with a wide smile...
"Aditya, kya aap please kuch waqt ke liye apna humour apne paas rakh sakte hain..? Zoya said tiredly.
"Arre, toh main kab keh raha hoon ke main mazak kar raha hoon... Yaar, main bilkul serious hoon... Tum dono mere saath chal rahi ho! Aditya was serious.
"Aditya aapka dimaag kharaab toh nahi ho gaya hai? Ek toh humari shaadi waise hi sabke liye bohot bada shock leke aayegi, upar se hum Noor ko apne saath leke chalein? Zoya rubbed her forehead tiredly; wetting her lips she tried again- "Aditya, hum jaante hain ki kaise reactions hote hain jab ghar parivaar walo ki marzi ke bina shaadi hoti hai. Hum ek baar dekh chuke hain. Aur sahi poochein toh abhi bhi khud ko phir se waise hi experience ke liye taiyyar kar rahe hain... Please Noor ko inn sab mein nahi ghaseet'te hain... Wo choti hain inn sab ke liye... Zoya pleaded.
"Toh tum keh rahi ho ki jab Noor iss ghar mein aayi thi, toh tumhari ex-mother in law aur Mahi ne phoolon ki bauchaar karke Noor ka swagat kiya tha? Ki aayiye Noor Sahiba, aapke jeeja ji ke rehte toh humne koi rishta nahi rakha, lekin ab wo nahi hai toh chalo sab milke hum saath-saath hain ki family ki tarah rehte hain? Aditya had a twinkling devilishness in his eyes being sarcastic and shutting Zoya's mouth with his dialogues.
"Aapko har baar taane maarna zaroori hai Aditya? Zoya resigned.
"Iraada toh nahi tha... Lekin tumhe meri sharafat se kahi hui baat samajh bhi nahi aati... Tab se yahi toh samjha raha tha ki Noor ko apne saath le chalte hain. Par tum aur tumhari zidd. Dono fevicol ke jodd ki tarah chipke rehte hain... Aditya spoke in one breath.
"Ya Allah Appi-Jeeju... Humko lagta tha ki ammi aur abbu bohot waqt saath reh liye hain, isliye itni behes karte hain... Par aap dono ki shaadi ko kuch ghante hi hue hain, aur aap dono abhi se ladna shuru ho gaye? Noor said frustrated.
Aditya couldn't help give her a full and loving smile- "Abhi se nahi Noor, jis din main aur tumhari appi Mussoorie ki ek gift shop mein pehli baar mile they, tab se leke aaj tak hum dono ne sirf behes aur ladaayi hi ki hai. Aur humara track record dekhke lagta hai ki hum dono aagey bhi nahi sudhrenge... Toh tum humari fikr mat karo, jaao, pack your bags... Go! he cajoled Noor lovingly. He turned towards Zoya- "Tumhara bhi jo bhi saamaan hai pack karo, aur chalo... Main bhi karwata hoon... Aditya ushered Zoya to her closet.
Zoya hesitantly put a carton aside in her cupboard as Aditya watched her... "Ye le chalna hai kya? he tried picking it up...
"Nahi... Yeh yahin chodh denge... Zoya spoke hurriedly, before Aditya opens the carton. Nevertheless, a paper fell from the box... Her divorce papers... Her face fell too since Adi saw what the carton would contain...
"Yeh le chalte hain. Haalaki it doesn't matter since our spouses are no more. But we might need it. Baaki ka saamaan chodh do... Aditya rolled the papers and turned about. He didn't want her to see his anger rising remembering their cheater spouses.
He saw Madhu, Zoya's ex-mother in law standing at the door... She walked towards Zoya. Zoya handed over the carton to Madhu stating her son's belongings in them. Madhu kept it quietly. After some hesitations she finally spoke- "Kitna ajeeb hai na Zoya... Jab Yash tha toh hum ek dusre ki shakal bhi nahi dekh paaye... Par uski maut ne hum sabko kareeb la diya... Ye sach hai ki mujhe tum kabhi bhi pasand nahi thi, kyuki mere bete ko mujhse cheen ke tumne achha nahi kiya tha... Par Yash ne jo tumhare saath kiya wo toh sabse zyada ghalat tha. Usne agar tumhe chuna tha toh usey phir tumhare peeth peeche kisi aur ki biwi ke saath... Madhu stopped mid sentence seeing Aditya turning... "Main bas itna kehna chaahti hoon ki zindagi ne tumhe doosra mauka diya hai, usko khaali mat jaane dena... Tum dono ke pati patni ne jo bhi kiya uska asar ek dusre par mat aane dena... Yaad rakhna, both of you didn't deserve the betrayal, phir se ek dusre ko wo takleef mat dena, wo galtiyaan mat dohraana... Dhyaan se baithke sochna ki tum logo ne aisa kya kiya tha jo tum logo ke saath aisa hua... Kahan kami reh gayi thi, usko ab poora karna... And no matter what, ek dusre ka saath mat chodhna... That's all that I'd say. Madhu like an ideal mother educated her daughter like before she bids for her sasural.
Zoya nodded her head, and went to hug her mother in law... Surprisingly she hugged her back... "Chalein Noor? Zoya asked her sister, who was ready with her suitcase. Aditya, Noor and Zoya loaded into the car with their luggage and off they went. Madhu sighed in relief, because the storm ended before Mahi came home back, or she would have pulled another stunt.
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Dining hall in Hooda Mansion went into complete eerie silence for what they saw before them. Their elder son clad in bridegroom attire yet again, standing with his wife that too that Zoya Arora... He must have lost his mind... Harsh Hooda was livid- "Tumhein aur koi ladki nahi mili jo isey utha laaye humare ghar?
"Naam hai uska... Zoya... Aditya... Hooda... Mrs. Zoya Aditya Hooda... Meri biwi... Koi roadside pada hua kachra nahi hai, jo aap keh rahe hain ki main utha laaya hoon, Mr. Hooda... Aditya said patiently.
"Mere ghar mein inn tamaasho ki jagah nahi hai Aditya... Kal media ko pata chal jaayega toh kitni news and buzz banengi ki aakhir kyu Harshwardhan Hooda ke bete ne choron ki tarah bhaag ke shaadi ki hai... Harsh hissed.
"Maine bhaag ke shaadi nahi ki hai... My wedding was a private affair, jismein show-off, tamashe, trp, media, comments wagairah ki koi jagah nahi thi... Simple... Aagey toh aap khud experienced hain baat dabaane ke liye. Aditya smirked... "Oh! By the way... yeh Noor hain, Zoya ki choti behen... Yeh bhi humare saath isi ghar mein rahengi... Aditya declared...
"Maharani Chocomati Devi? Arjun who quietly stood until now finally looked at the new entrant...
"Coffee Nawaz? Noor's eyes went wide at the shocking revelation. But it wasn't the time to talk or argue.
Harsh threw a filthy glance at his younger son and this new entrant as he spoke- "Aditya, ye mera ghar hai, koi dharmshala nahi hai ki tum bas shaadi rachaate raho, aur unke ghar walo ko humare ghar ke permanent residents banaate raho... Harsh spoke as his eyes flittered towards Sakshi and then back at Zoya and Noor... "Mere ghar mein koi 50 rooms nahi hai... Harsh spoke.
"Mr. Hooda, main jaanta hoon aapka ghar dharmshala nahi hai. Par jagah dil mein honi chahiye... Nahi? Aditya smiled sarcastically.
Taking cue, Sakshi moved forward and took Noor inside, with her suitcase, without discussion it was decided that she'd share a room with Sakshi. They still stood in the hall.
"Aur Mr. Hooda, aapko toh shukr manna chahiye ki main aapke traits follow nahi karta. Jis bhi ladki ke saath mera rishta rehta hai, usko main izzat ke saath shaadi karke leke aata hoon... One at a time... Peeth peeche nahi... Aditya spoke slyly.
"ADITYA! Apni limits mat bhoolo. Do minute nahi lagenge mujhe tumhein iss ghar se nikaalne mein. Harsh roared.
"Par aap aisa karenge nahi... Warna aapki kaanch jaisi jhooti reputation ka kya hoga... Toot ke bikhar gayi toh aapke Bar Council Elections ka kya hoga? Aap toh kahin ke rahenge nahi? Aditya spoke slyly.
"Anjana isse kaho ki meri nazar ke saamne se chala jaaye... Apni... apni patni ko leke apne room mein... Aisa na ho ki iss waqt rishton mein koi oonch neech ho jaaye. Harsh spoke without looking at anyone.
Aditya was about to speak more but just kept a mum at his mother's pleading head shaking. "Thair ja zara. Andar mat aana... Anjana spoke.
"Idhar hai Anjana... Sakshi was right behind with an Aarti ki thaali. Anjana did the aarti and did a small greh pravesh, arranging rice filled kalash and kumkum water in a jiffy to welcome Zoya in...
Sakshi felt a heavy stone placing on her heart seeing someone else standing beside Aditya, instead of Pooja... But she also understood that Pooja had called for it. Nothing could be done.
Zoya looked at Aditya for a cue, if he would bend to touch his mother's feet, but he didn't. Zoya felt awkward doing it alone, as it was culturally alien for her, and had never done it even with Yash, since their families never came together. She instead hugged Anjana. Though initially reluctant, Anjana gave her back her hug, patting her head in blessing.
"Give me some time Zoya to make some jewellery for you. However you became, but you are my son's wife. And I need to do that for you. For now you both can go to your room. Noor you can stay with Sakshi. Anjana instructed.
Noor rolled her luggage behind Sakshi, and Aditya and Zoya walked to their room...
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Zoya looked around the brightly lit room that belonged to Aditya, very colourful and spicy looking. A hot red coloured car painted on one entire wall. Tastefully coloured and decorated room it was indeed, but didn't look like Aditya's choice... Zoya kept looking around the room when Aditya said finally- "Maine apni zindagi aur apna sab kuch Pooja par chodh rakha tha. Ye room pura usi ke hisaab se decorated hai. Mujhe Play Station par Car games bohot pasand they, toh usko laga ki mujhe room bhi waisa hi pasand aayega. Toh ye usne khud paint kiya tha.
"Par humein/mujhe white coloured walls zyada pasand hain. Aditya and Zoya looked at each other astonishingly as both of them spoke right at the same time, the same thing.
Aditya nodded at her as he proceeded to take his turban off. He began opening the buttons of his sherwani, and Zoya jumped up to face her back to him in embarrassment... "Aap... aap restroom mein jaake change keejiye na... Aapko bilkul sharam nahi aati? she put her fingers on her eyes.
Aditya's impish smile was back; he loved teasing her to no end- "Kiyuuu? he exaggerated. "Mera kamra, meri body, mere kapde... Main kahin bhi change kar sakta hoon... Tumhein problem hai toh tum chali jaao restroom mein... he mentally danced for himself.
"Aap bhool rahe hain, ye ab humari bhi room hai... Aur aapke kapde toh kitne easy hain change karna... Hum ladkiyon ke kapde are complicated. Zoya explained.
"Main help karoon? If they are complicated? Aditya was pumping his fists mentally in pure glee.
"Chii... Aditya aap... Aap bohot hi besharam, behaya...
"Aur kamzarf hain...? Aditya completed the sentence...
"Ji nahi... har jagah kamzarf use nahi hota... Zoya huhed.
"Okay then, teacher ji, urdu ki class start keejiye. Aditya crossed his legs on the bed, his sherwani buttons open.
Zoya shut her eyes yet again-"Urdu mein teacher nahi hota... ustad aur ustani hota hai... Aur aap please ya toh apne buttons band keejiye, ya jaldi restroom mein chale jaaiye... Aapko sharm nahi aati, par mujhe bohot embarrassment lag raha hai... Please... Zoya shut her eyes tight.
"Okay ustani ji... Aditya whispered in her ear naughtily, offering her the room while he took the restroom to change for himself. Changing into a Kaftan below the knee long top and loose pyjamas Zoya stood by a window, looking out in the garden. It was all so in a flurry that she hadn't given anything a thought other than the fact that their marriage was the only solution to the problem that they have landed in. A tiny sense of guilt settled in her heart thinking of moving on... She had loved Yash so much, and yet there has come a time when she has to accept someone else as her husband. Agreed that Yash had moved on way ahead than her, yet it wasn't her part to do the same...
She was pulled out of her thoughts with a small whisper in her ear- Kya kar rahi ho?
The air that whisper caused in her ear tickled her and she snapped immediately- "Abhi nahi Yash!
She turned around in time to see the small smile on Aditya's face vanishing in a moment- "Aditya... Aditya Hooda... Before Zoya could apologise or clarify, he had turned around and settled himself on one side of the bed. She kept on standing on the same spot looking disbelievingly at him... Instead of making her comfortable in the new setup, he had settled himself comfortably, without giving a damn!
"Ab tum Bollywood or TV characters ki tarah poore room mein mat ghoomne lagna ki aakhir main kahan soun? Couch par ya zameen par? Please Zoya, no melodrama alright. You are mature, main bhi utna toh mature hoon that I know how to sleep on my side of the bed. We can share one... And unlike our previous spouses, hum kuch ghalat kar bhi nahi rahe hain... Remember, we are legally married? Aditya turned on his sides.
"Aditya, aap kabhi bhi mauka nahi chodhte na baar-baar wo sab repeat karne ka? Aapko samajh nahi aata ki mujhe bhi hurt hota hoga? Aap ab tak yahi chaahte they na ki main reality accept kar loon... Kar toh li hai maine... Baar-baar jatana zaroori hai kya? Zoya lay frustratingly on her side of the bed, turning the other side facing her back towards Aditya...
Sleep eluded them obviously. Yet they didn't wish to talk. As much as Aditya tried forgetting Pooja, Zoya reminded him of Yash in unexpected ways, and he wouldn't get over the betrayal both their spouses did to them. Zoya on the other hand felt really hurt... As it is, it is so difficult for her to move on, plus Aditya used their ex-spouses like an abuse to her, and she felt so confused and hurt by his swinging moods... Sometimes he is all happy and naughty and the other times he would burn everything down. She felt so victimised. As if all this was her fault... Zoya couldn't sleep either, but she scrunched her eyes shut.
Many minutes later Aditya turned around towards Zoya's side to see the bed empty. He could see her silhouette in the garden adjoining their room. She sat on the floor all alone... He huff a breath as he got out of the bed. She sat there, her legs drawn to her chest, drawing some pattern out of nothing on the ground, looking so lost in herself. Feeling bad, Aditya joined her on the ground, sitting like her.
"So kyu nahi rahi ho? he asked.
"Ab toh aisa lagta hai ki arsa ho gaya hai theek se soye hue... Neend hi nahi aati... she told.
"Zoya kab tak hum iss tarah khud ko saza dete rahenge? Aditya knew perfectly how she felt. He felt the same. Insomnia was their permanent problem ever since the accident.
"Aditya aapko lagta hai ki humare ex-spouses ke cheat karne ke peeche humari kya ghalti ho sakti hai? Zoya asked.
Aditya clinched his teeth. His jaw ticked-"Humari koi ghalti nahi thi... Ghalti toh unn logo ne ki thi...
"Aisa kaise ho sakta hai? Agar humari koi ghalti nahi thi toh phir toh ye rishta tootna hi nahi chahiye tha... Par dekhiye, aapko aur mujhe toh pata bhi nahi chala ki wo log humare peeche... Zoya said.
"Toh tum yeh keh rahi ho ki humne unpe bharosa karke ghalti ki? Aditya asked disbelievingly.
"Nahi Aditya, humari ghalti ye thi ke hum kya chaahte hain, wo toh humare spouses jaante they, par wo kya chaahte hain, kya hum jaante they? she asked truthfully.
"Haan jaanta tha... Usko ghazal nights pasand thi, nature ke aas paas night-out karna, rang-birangi artistic cheezein observe karna... Aditya counted on his fingers.
"Yash ko bhi... Yahi sab... Kya aap Pooja ke saath gaye unn sab mein? Zoya asked.
"Yaar, honestly, main bohot bore hota tha inn sab se... isliye maine Pooja ko uska space de diya tha... Usko jo pasand hai, wo wahi kare, aur jo mujhe pasand hai, wo main karunga. Mujhe kisi ke saath baithke shaanti se purane Mohd. Rafi ke gaane sunna, saath mein gaana, khaana pakana, games khelna pasand tha... Matlab, one to one experience... Jo main kisi ke saath mehsoos kar sakoon... Ghazal nights mein bas chup chaap baithke kisi ko suno, aur beech-beech mein customary waah-waah karo... Saara samay aapne kisi aur ko sunne mein bita diya, samajh mein bhi kuch nahi aaya, bore alag hue, aur koi personal time bhi spend nahi hua... Aditya explained in one breath.
Zoya finally gave him a tiny smile- "Aap bilkul humare jaise hain Aditya... Similar khayaalaat... Shayad isliye humare saath bhi isliye sab kuch itna similar hua... Humne kabhi socha hi nahi ki jis tarah hum apne ex-es ke hobbies se bore hote hain, wo bhi toh bore hote honge. Hum bas unpe rely hote chale gaye... Wo smile karte rehte they, aur humne kabhi dhyaan hi nahi diya ke wo sab fake tha... Aur jab humein realise hua ki unhein koi aur chahiye tha rely hone ke liye, toh hum zameen par jaa gire. Chotein bhi lagi aur dard bhi hua... Bepannaah dard... Zoya's smile had turned into hot fat tears.
Aditya just put her head on his shoulder. His eyes were stinging with threatening tears, as hers absorbed in his T-shirt.
Zoya took her head away from his shoulder as she wiped her tears- "No matter what... No matter humari shaadi kitni bhi majboori aur haalaat ki nazakat ki wajah se kyu na hui ho, hum ye ghalti dubara nahi dohraayenge... Hum khayaal rakhenge... Hum dubara yeh mauka kabhi nahi denge ki ab aap humse bewafaayi karein... Zoya said amidst tears.
"Zoya, mujhe cheating se sakht chidh hai... Main kabhi bhi cheat nahi karunga... I promise... No matter what equation I hold with you. Infidelity will never be an option... Aditya promised solemnly. Tears dropped his eyes seeing her pain. He had hugged her to his heart. True that he didn't love her, this marriage was more that of convenience, yet he knew they'd play their roles without being unfair.
~~Ek na ek din aapko bhi aisa pyaar zaroor milega, koi aisa jiski choti si choti baat usey affect kare... Jiski smile aapka din bana de... Aur agar uska ek bhi aansoo tapka, toh wo duniya ki har khushi cheen kar le aaye... I hope aapki zindagi mein bhi ek din aisa bepannah pyaar aaye...~~
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Morning brought a new equation for them, as if they understood each other better than yesterday. At least that was a relief for both of them. They could handle each other's bickering, but not misunderstandings.
As they reached the breakfast table, the house was getting decorated; Zoya and Aditya looked at each other. What was happening? Before they could ask, Harsh spoke- "We are throwing a reception for your wedding tonight, at our residence. We can't let the rumour mills on, since the wedding was so secretive.
"Mehendi artists are coming, wo tumhare mehendi laga dengi. It shouldn't look like it was a sudden marriage. Jewelleries afternoon tak deliver ho jaayengi... Dresses ke liye you need to come along with me... Anjana addressed Zoya...
"Par aunty, humein office jaana hi padega... Company mein bohot problems chal rahi hain... Hum aise mehendi lagake kaise jaayenge... Zoya tried explaining.
"It's summers Zoya... Ek do ghante mein mehendi will dry up, then you can go... Dress ke liye... Anjana was trying to find a middle solution when Harsh spoke-
"Isko kuch aisa dilana ki ye hum jaisi lage... I mean... Harsh wanted to indicate that she should not look a typical muslim bride.
"Mr. Hooda... Wo meri biwi hai, main dekh lunga ki wo kaisi dikhe... Fikr mat keejiye... Mere designer friends hain, they'd choose something for Zoya. Hum shaam mein dress leke hi aayenge... Aditya put a full stop to all the commotion.
Soon after Zoya got busy getting her mehendi done... She wondered seeing these artists. They were super fast, and she wondered how fast they worked, getting her henna done on both hands and feet in just half an hour... She couldn't help but suggest an impatient Aditya- "Hum Zosh ke liye inko hire kar sakte hain na? Weddings ke liye... This will wrap up the ceremony quite soon... Aditya just nodded in affirmation.
The mehendi artists were long gone, and Aditya insisted Zoya to dry this up soon, so they can leave. Now even Zoya felt impatient, the way Aditya was in a hurry. Nevertheless she got up to leave with him.
"Mark, driver ko bolo car nikaale... Aditya called the house help.
"Driver ko tumhare Dad le gaye... Unhein urgently court jaana tha... Anjana told.
"Waah! Toh Arjun ko boliye ki humein drop kar de office... Aditya was impatient.
"Aditya, Arjun tumhara bhai hai, tumhara P.A. nahi hai. Give him a life. Anyway wo bhi office gaya hai. Tumhare dad ki absence mein usko hi sab sambhaalna padta hai... Aur ek baat bata, mehendi Zoya ke haathon mein lagi hai, tere nahi... Khud hi gaadi chalake chala jaa na... Anjana said.
Aditya was now getting irritated... No cabs were available in the area, and they were getting calls after calls from the office... Tired, he went out of the house with Zoya... Sitting in the car seat, he was getting frustrated.
"Aditya, masla kya hai... Aapko car chalana aati toh hai... Zoya asked finally sitting next to him on the passenger seat.
"Mujhe iss rear view mirror mein Pooja aur Yash dikhte hain... he spoke truthfully.
"Okayyy... Zoya, turned the mirror's angle towards her. "Ab kya dikh raha hai? she asked.
"Tumhari shakal... Aditya answered.
"Bas, abse yahi dikhna chahiye aapko... Rear view mirror ka waise bhi kya kaam... Achha hai, humein apna makeup touch-up karne mein aasaani ho jaayegi... Zoya toyed with her face in front of the mirror.
Aditya rolled his eyes, as he readjusted the mirror- "Tumhare makeup ke liye nahi hai mirror... Peeche ki gaadiyaan check karne ke liye hai... Aditya checked the rear view one last time, so he can pulled over the car.
"Bas toh phir, jis kaam ke liye hai ye rear view mirror, usi kaam ke liye istemaal keejiye... Aur kuch ulta-seedha sochne ki zaroorat nahi hai... Zoya smiled inwardly. She succeeded in bringing him out of one of his miseries, just like he does so many times...
... Aur agar uska ek bhi aansoo tapka, toh wo duniya ki har khushi cheen kar le aaye...
Soon Aditya and Zoya got busy revamping their company, things seem to go on very well, they looked so satisfied by the time they finished it. Mahi had created a lot of ruckus coming to know of their marriage. Zoya needed to intervene and thus Mahi left the office in pure anger. For lunch they had gone out since they had to select outfits for the evening as well. They sat in an open Italian restaurant, munching over a pizza, discussing their company, when after a big hiatus, Zoya spoke- "Aditya, hum Zosh ko successful banana ke liye jee jaan laga denge, aapke 5 crore rupees kaise bhi lauta denge...
Aditya gave her a laugh- "How does it make any difference now? Humari shaadi ho gayi hai...
"Baat wo nahi hai... Aapke abbu ne aapke liye wo paise kisi maksad se rakhe they. Usko aap ab bilkul mat haath lagaaiyega... Aur jaise hi aapka restriction period khatam ho jaaye, aap wapas apne Pilot Aditya Hooda ke role ko sambhaali leejiyega... Zosh ko hum sambhaal lenge... Aapko oonchaaiyon se bohot pyaar raha hoga, jo apne abbu ke set up law firm ko chodhke aapke pilot banna chuna. Usey Zosh ke liye mat gawaaiyega... Zoya spoke.
Aditya gulped a huge sip of soft drink he was drinking. His heart shrunk and released in a moment hearing her, and his throat felt parched. How did she even come to understand that, without him even opening his heart; he didn't know... Changing the topic, he finally said- "Since we are revamping the company... Iska naam change kar dete hain... he had scrunched his nose, clearly he didn't like the idea of Zosh...
"Achha toh phir aap naam bataaiye, ki kya rakhein? Zoya gave away to the change in topic. She understood not to probe much. His work was a sensitive topic, she realised.
"Zoya... Zoya rakhte hain iss event company ka revamped naam... Aditya suggested twinkling again...
"Par main akele toh iss company ki owner nahi hoon na... Aap bhi toh hain... Toh company ke naam mein sirf akela mera naam kyu? Zoya asked innocently.
He bent forward, yet again a small whisper he did... "Tumse Kisne kaha ki tum akeli ho? ZoYa mein Aditya bhi toh hai... he wrote on a piece of tissue showing his point.
Zoya looked open-mouthed at him... She never realized, she held a part of his name in her own name, and her name became the acronym for their names together. In some other scenario, she would have considered this an extremely romantic moment and would have gone straight into his arms...
"Chalein? he asked. She nodded and got up from the chair. Her eyes wandered over her palms... Just half a day has gone, and her henna was blooming in dark shades, will it really happen that one day Aditya will love her like nobody else did? Zoya shook her head to remove that thought out of her brain.
It was evening, and she had to get ready for the evening. Her dress and jewellery were ready. She started getting ready, and the dresser whom Aditya had hired was playing some magical tricks on her... She was looking like a fusion bride. Jewellery and dress were a mixture of both Hindu and Muslim style. Neither could say she looked like a typical Muslim or a typical Hindu Punjabi bride. She looked both, contemporary and fashionable. She couldn't help but smile hugely. Her new mother in law was a considerate lady, and Aditya took pains for her to not look ousted or anything else...
"Meet my wife- Mrs. Zoya Aditya Hooda he had declared before the media... They have finally proven the point for which they had taken the hasty yet well-thought step of getting married... Tomorrow these paparazzi will have their pictures and videos of reception all over newspapers, magazines, social networking sites, and internet. After all, it was one of the talked wedding receptions of Mumbai...
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