29. Reality Check
This chapter is dedicated to thamannamanan1 and GayathriKapoor
(In Islam wife don't change their initial after marriage but it's done in this book just to maintain the theme.)
Zoya's pov:
It really feels great when someone loves you with everything in the world and treats you like porcelain. My husband loves me out of the world. But I didn't know why he treated his parents to the worst.
His father is a great man and his mother looked equally genuine, I liked the way she behaved with me, she was so loving.
Who will accept the secret bride of his son so easily ? but she seemed really happy for us. She accepted me wholeheartedly.
I know Ahad is hard to handle but why in the world a man would treat his parents like that?
Anyways......
Today he took us shopping and as usual my family was very hesitant and I too. He claims me to be his wife and he spends for me but it doesn't mean he have to do things for my family.
But he did, he even took 80% of the expenses which is unaware to all of us. I saw him talking to the manager. Moreover he took the full responsibility for our Valima.
He did everything for me, for my happiness. What have I done to deserve all this? Why me?
"Because I love you doll, you give me peaceful sleep and wonderful mornings, your eyes always held truth and your smile reduces my tension. I feel I do have someone to love in my ragged life. " he answered my unasked question winking at me.
I stood still..... an unknown feeling started to pool in the pit of my stomach and I felt really hard to take my eyes off him where he was busy selecting my outfit.
There was no sign of fakeness in his words, no lie. Something is poking me to cling to him for the rest of my life until I die.
I grabbed his hand when we finally came out of the shop. The amusement and shock in his eyes wasn't unnoticed by me. But I didn't care instead I felt right to hold his hand.
Suddenly his phone started to buzz , Ahad asked me to wait in the car till he comes back.
I sat on the passenger seat then I found a small pretty girl struggling to cross the road. I got down the car and went near her, fortunately a women helped her to cross the road.
I sighed and turned just when a huge tanker landed with a loud thud on our car. This happened just a foot distance from me and that was enough to take my consciousness.
I woke up when a lady sprankled some water on my face. I got up suddenly I didn't thank her all I could think about was my husband.
Where is he?
Is he inside the car?
Ya Allah.....
There was a huge crowd around us but he was nowhere to be seen.... I got up went to the other side to found him on his knees and cry his life out.
I ran to him and hugged him tight, I didn't know why he is crying, all I could think about was he is in front of me safe and sound.
Alhamdhulillah!
He suddenly stood up helping me stand with him. We stared each other for minutes then he gently face palmed me. In a second I got a bone crashing hug.
"You are safe........ Alive..... You are her.... " he told and broke the hug. " Are you hurt.... You are OK right! " he checked me out and hugged me back.
Which I readily accept and hugged him back. He stared to shower kisses on my cheeks and forehead. I didn't protest instead...............................
I kissed him back...
Yes I did kissed him on his cheek. I am not afraid and I didn't wanna reason my act because he is my husband and our relationship is halal.
But kissing someone is really a big deal for me, I didn't know what made me do that.....
The feeling of him getting hurt...
Or
The feeling of losing him....
Gladly he didn't notice my kiss instead he was busy hugging me. Soon it started to crowd.
Suddenly a black SUV came in front of us. It was Deepi's I guess.
"Come on get in both of you before the press comes. " Ahad dragged me inside along with him to the back seat.
He hugged me close to his heart and didn't let me go ,even I didn't want to. He hold my shivering hands in his and whispered "Relax love... I am here! "
"Deepi can you please drop us in our mansion ." Ahad requested Deepi.
"Sure Ahad... " so sweet of her.
We reached our place , Ahad thanked Deepi and turned to the main door. His concern changed to fury, and his eyes turned dark. He tightened his grip on my hand a way little painful and dragged me inside.
What happened all on a sudden?
We entered and the entire area was a mess , flowers, decorative items , accessories , garments and Ahad's mom was busy with some list in her hands.
He dragged me and shoved me in front of her still holding my hand in his tight grip. He gave a deadly glare to mom leaving both of us startled and unaware of the situation.
"So yeah.... Come on.... Now try hurting her." He told mom panting.
"Ahad!? " she was confused.
"Don't call me that... How dare you? " he screamed like lunatic which scared me to my life.
"But what have I done? " mom was getting worried and I too.
"What have you done?...... Great! So you don't know. " he asked a way sarcastic.
"What are you talking about? " she asked him again.
"What am I talking about?...... Hahh.... How can you realistically act like this Mrs. Khan.... I am amazed... You planned to kill my wife and set it up like an accident, now you behave as if you don't know anything... How? " he let out a bitter laugh.
"What? What did you say? Zoya dear are you OK? Don't tell me you are hurt.. " She came to me panicked, but Ahad didn't let her reach me. He came in between us.
"For God sake stop acting.... Please stop.... I know a leopard can't change it's spots Mrs. Khan, How long you are going to do this... I am sick and fed up with your acts and false love.... You bloody planned for her accident and now pretend innocent. How can you? "He snarled deranged.
"Listen ....I haven't done anything." Tears were flowing down her cheeks.
"Ahad this is not fair how can you accuse her it's just an accident and yo-" I tried to take her side but he cut me off.
"Shut up ....just shut up.... Did I asked your opinion? No, isn't it , then shut up. " I am dumb struck when he shut me down, he never talked to me like that.
He behave differently when he is angry.
"And you Mrs. Khan.... Stop this fake act of yours and listen, I have made a big mistake in my life trusting you and I will not do it again. I can't trust you with my wife." With that he dragged me to the stairs but stopped just before the first step and turned to look at mom.
"This is your final warning... If at all you try something to harm my wife again.... I will forget you gave birth to me." With a sharp turn he grabbed my arm and took me to our room and closed the door forcefully.
This man is insane at times. I mean how can he decide something of his own and accuse an innocent mother who is excited for her son's valima.
This is atrocious, I have to meet her and sooth her tension... Only some relieving words could come handy to heal her pain.
I went to the door and tried to open but Ahad didn't let me instead he blocked my way and questioned me "where do you think you are going? "
"To meet your mom and try to fix the mess you have created. "
He didn't say anything but pulled me by my arm and shoved me on our bed.
He dialed someone's number and I was shocked......
"Ma this is Ahad, we are in our mansion, it's really important so I took Zoya here. I'll tell you everything later, now I don't have time, tomorrow is our valima, I hope you don't mind. I'll visit your home next weekend with Zoya!" My blood started to boil.
"OK ma.... OK... Ok ...take care bye... " with that he ended the call.
"Who was that? "
"Ma"
"Which ma? "
"Cut the crap, your Mom.... Our mom Zoya."
"This is ridiculous Ahad you care so much for me and my family but not your mom.... your own mother who brought you to this world.......
I thought you are not arrogant the way people address you but I'm wrong you are a hard headed person. "
"Doll, it's not what you think... "
"Oh really! If that's not what I think then tell me what is it? Whatever happened was an accident, How can you talk to her like that.... She is your mo-"
" I have already told you several times not to mention her as my mother Zoya....... Why don't you understand... it hurts... Arrgg..... It wasn't a bloody accident it was a planned but failed attempt to kill you. Get this into your head....you are no more a daughter of an employee in our company..... You are Zoya Ahad Khan..... You. Are. A. Khan......
For the first time you made me think that I would have married someone who could match my class, she could have understand the facts and difficulties behind being a millionaire."
Silence prevailed over us for minutes and I was shocked.... Did he just mentioned about my class.... That I am just a middle class daughter of an employer who doesn't know anything about the so called high class society he lives. My tears were flowing on their own accord.
Did he just mentioned my class, how can he do that? He was the one who married me forcefully, I am his wife and I have the right to correct him if he is wrong and show him the right path. I just tried to mention his mistake and he just talked about my class.
I am beyond angry nobody in my life talked to me that way, not even my rich friends. I didn't blame my parents because I am happy with whatever Allah gave us. But not once in a blue moon I thought he will mention my class.
"I didn't want to yell at you." he brought his thumb to wipe my tears but I shoved his hand.
"What did you just told me? "
"It wasn't an accident an-"
"Not that..... something about my class."
"I.... (Sigh)......I didn't mean that way doll. I am just trying to make you understand. " with that he started to close the distance between us but with his every step, I took a step back.
"Don't... Stay where you are...
You know what Ahad you are right... I don't know anything about the life you live. All I know about was my happy family and friends who loved me unconditionally...
I am not from a royal family but I have loyal people in my life. I could be happy with a visit to my relatives house, rather than the world tours.
I could be happy with a small Kitty party with my friends rather than being in a ball.
I will be on cloud nine when I won my mom's smile rather that insulting her in front of all and...... Just forget it.
Listen Ahad, I am not belong with you, I am not the one for you. You deserve someone better from your royal society.
It's not too late we'll better part our ways, it's good for both of us. I don't want to embarrass you being your middle class wife. And you could also be happy by marrying a women from your high class society. " I told him the matter of fact.
The other day he accused me characterless and drove me to the hospital, and today he comments about my class. I haven't been humiliated so much in my life. I wanted to give us a chance but today he spoiled it.
My self-respect comes first and I don't care about anything anymore. When I was about to reach the door he pulled me and twisted my hand back painfully.
"Aah..... Ahad what are you doing? Leave me it's hurting.. " he left me and turned me to face him, his grip was firm around my waist and his eyes dark with fury..... It's hard to admit but he looked terrific.
"Never ever think of leaving me... Because that will not happen and I will not let you. You have to live with me willingly or forcefully. I love you and you have to love me back. " with that he left me and I rubbed my arm which he twisted, there were marks and it pained like crazy.
Allah....
He went to the doorstep not bothered to at least apologize to me and turned " Tomorrow evening is our valima... I have things to take care, don't come out of this room. And.... Sleep you need to be fresh tomorrow." With that he closed the door.
I lied on my bed and let my silent tears wet my pillow, this room is suffocating me, so I decided to go out. But what shocked me was he locked the door.
He locked me inside..... That idiot.... Aarrg.....
I don't have boundaries to my anger I feel for him now and I cried to sleep.
I woke up when I heard the door open and there he came in. He started to talk to me but I didn't reciprocate. I will give him my silent treatment.
He have the audacity to lock me inside and talk with me as if it wasn't a big deal.
Wrong move Mr. Khan
He apologized, yelled and begged. But I didn't talk with him. At least until my anger subsides I can't talk with him.
I refused to eat, so he skipped his dinner too I left him alone in our bed and took my seat in the couch. I slept on it.
I woke up with a sharp backache.... Ya Allah... Then I found someone's head on the couch. It was Ahad he sat on the floor and slept resting his head on the couch.
I felt bad.... For hurting him. He might haven't meant what he told me yesterday but I was taken over by anger. His face had a frown and seemed restless.
All because of me.... He was working hard round the clock for our valima. And I didn't let him sleep. I sat on the floor next to him and ran my hands through his hair.
Suddenly he kept his head on my lap and hugged my waist. I didn't protest instead I kept massaging his head.
Now what is happening with me, I found myself angry with him but that can't last more than a day. I can't see him worried. Now I am between the devil and the deep blue sea. I want to leave him one minute but I can't stay away from him the other minute.
The similar unknown feeling erupted when he pressed his face on my tummy and hugged me tight. Unknowingly my hands went around his neck and torso.
"You should have done this yesterday doll , I am very tired." I was taken a back when I heard him
I jerked him suddenly off me, stood up and went to the washroom abruptly.
He is awake all the while, Allah..... I face palmed myself.
I took a hot shower that was very much necessary to relax my tensed muscles, I came out after an hour of heaven.
Ahad was sitting on a corner of our bed gazing at the newspaper frozen.
What happened?
I went next to him and looked at the paper, the picture on the paper took my breath away.
In a second Ahad twirled me around, holding me by my waist our faces were just inches apart.
His eyes were drilling holes on me he breathed out and asked..... "Did you kissed me? "
My eyes went wide and breathing hard, that unknown feeling started to tingle my soul and I froze.
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