This chapter is dedicated to my lovely readers who struggled for their education and came out with blooming colors and also for those girls who are still struggling... May Allah help you all with his blessings.

Zoya's pov :

I was having a dream, a beautiful dream.... Where I was standing at an edge of a cliff and cherishing a wonderful scenery.

It was really a splendid view... All on a sudden someone pushed me and I was hanging for my life. I knew it's a dream but I can sense my tensing muscles and beads of sweat on my face.

Then there came my saviour and helped me to come up with his arm. I opened my eyes to Ahad's sleeping face and I was clutching his arm really tight.... I buried my face in his chest and let me calm down listening his heartbeat.....

I never got such dreams in my life, it was something new to me. I lifted my face to look at him, in the process his stubble rubbed on my face....

I didn't feel any discomfort or uneasiness, the way I usually feels when he touch me.... Instead I felt safe...

I didn't feel disgusted when his hand slowly went around my bare waist under my shirt to pull me to him.... Instead I felt something else.

I didn't know what was that.... But this feeling is purely elating, I haven't felt this in my life time...

My hands went around his torso on it's own accord and I settled myself with him in a very comfortable position... My eyelids grew heavy then I slept again....

This man is doing weird things to me.... And I am changing according to his desire..... Very bad Zoya....

I woke up by the chirping of the birds... My eyes opened to witness my husband's sleeping form and I could figure out a frown in his face.... He was really tired.

I cupped his face and started to massage his temple slowly and tenderly. Soon his frowned disappeared , flashing a smile of contentment on my face.

I used to do this to my daddy whenever he was exhausted from his work. Now it worked with my husband....

After a struggle of about 20 minutes I came out of his iron grip, then he clenched a pillow tightly thinking that was me. He dose things like a baby sometimes.

Yesterday I was really distracted by his touches that I couldn't take a good view of our house so I went around all the places once again and got back to my room to freshen up.

After cleaning my teeth, I washed my face and came down straight to my kitchen. It's a dream land... Every housewife wants a kitchen like this.

I am lucky......

I went to the store room attached to the kitchen and took the ingredients I wanted to cook. After making a hot coffee for me, I started with my work.

New wife... New life... I have certain duties.

I knew Ahad likes all the traditional foods more than pasta, sandwich and stuffs. So I took a pan and started to prepare our food.

After one and half hours I am ready with my dishes.... I made idly, sambar, coconut chutney, puri , aloo masala (Indian dishes) then I made orange juice.

I went up and took a warm bath and changed into a white patiyala and a plane white top which reached till my knee I matched it up with a multicolored dhupatta mostly it has pink and orange.

I started to comb my hair " You look beautiful doll ." told Ahad.

What?? Is he awake all the time, I got a mini heart attack and my eyes went wide.

"Don't panic love, unfortunately I woke up when you are setting your dhupatta " he chuckled giggling at me and I hit him with the comb.

" What's the time love? " he asked me rubbing his eyes.

"It's 9:00 am , get ready and come down, breakfast is waiting. " with that I stood up to leave.

"Perks of having a wife... Great! " he told me falling on the bed again to which I smiled at him and went down to set the table.

When I poured the juice on the glass he came down with a charcoal black suit and his hair gelled up. He looked hot. Astaghfirullah... But what's a big deal he is my husband and we are married.

In a split second he was towering me leaving an inch gap between us and said "Thank you ".

I released the breath I was holding and told him " Oh... So you just wanted to thank me. " I felt relieved.

"What else you thought love? " He asked me with a smirk plastered on his face.

Great!

"Nothing.... Come and have your breakfast. " with that I dragged him to the chair and served him the food.

"Mmmmm... It's delicious doll..." He told me still focused on his food.

"Thank you. "

"You made all this alone... I mean why are you stressing yourself I'll arrange a maid tomorrow. She can do these works. " he told me concerned.

"No...no Ahad we are just two and moreover I'll be bored after you left for work so I'll handle all this and cooking is not at all a issue for me, I'll take care ." I told him the fact.

"Aahann... And I must admit Zoya the food is awesome and I am happy to get homemade tasty foods everyday. " he winked at me.

We both were having our food then someone rang the bell.

"I'll see it." with that I went to the door to open it and there stood Rizwan bhai.

"Assalamu alaikum bhai" I wished him.

"Walaikum salam bhabi" he told me while entering the house. I offered him to have breakfast with us which he gladly accepted.

"Woow..... Such a great food Zoya I enjoyed a lot, why didn't you teach your sister to cook like this... She so always giving me toasted bread and omelet." he made his face to that I chuckled.

"Everyone can't be as lucky as Ahad you Dumbo..." Remarked Ahad.

"That's true my dear friend. " told Rizwan bhai and handed him a paper they talked until I cleared the table.

I started to wash the dishes but disturbed by some butterflies in my tummy when Ahad hugged me from behind.

This man have his ways.....

"Why are you doing this love..... There are people to take care of this now come with me we have to go somewhere." he told me resting on my shoulder and I shivered.

His hands went to my waist and he slowly turned me to face him..... His eyes they were speaking many stories which I failed to understand.

"Thank you for all this... You know after four years....someone I could call mine cooked for me... After long time I had a hearty breakfast in my home.... With my family.... And it's you sweetheart... Thank you. " he told pulling me to him.

"You don't have to thank me Ahad, I am your wife I have my responsibilities for you... And it's my duty to take care of you I am answerable to my Allah. " I told him looking into his deep brown eyes.

"Oh really.... So you did everything because you are answerable to Allah but I find something else in your eyes last night.... When you hugged me.... It was something I am carving for, it was something I want you to disclose but you didn't. Anyways it doesn't matter Zoya... I'll wait till my last breath... Until you accept me completely. " I shifted my eyes to the floor.

He gave one squeeze to my waist to which I gasped and looked at his intimidating eyes , " Thanks again for being my strength love, you saw me in my most vulnerable state last night but didn't back off instead you soothed my pain and helped me fight with my sleepless nights.

Remember you are my everything now and I'll di- " I didn't let him complete by closing his mouth with my palm.

"Don't say that " he kissed my palm and told me "I love you." his these three words were enough to make me crazy....

I was about to leave then he grabbed my wrist and told me "Do you think your duties ends only with cooking... Then you were wrong love." I withdrew my hand not looking at him, and heard him burst out in laughter I know what he meant....

Idiot......

I went up in a in a speed of strom to reach our room, closed the door and took my time to control my labored breathing. After few minutes I washed my face applied some khol and my lip balm... I am done.

I don't prefer make up, I am happy the way I look .....

Alhamdhulillah.....

I wore my abaya with a little elegant work on the collar and tied my hijab. I came down after 15 minutes... Ahad looked at me as if I have grown horns.

"What? " I asked him.

"Nothing... " with that he took me to his.... Our car and we started with the ride.

Our car stopped at the register office and he helped me come out.

"We are here to register our marriage legally I have already done all the formalities doll, I just want you to sign. " he answered my unasked question.

I went inside along with Ahad we were waiting outside the registration officer room and I found two creeps checking me out.

I clutched Ahad's hand and looked at him only to find him trying to murder them with his looks. That brought a smile on my face.

I wanted to laugh but I can't and I didn't want to at least for now.

"What's so funny here? " he growled at me.

I just hung my head down he is really grumpy at times.

We went inside and signed our wedding papers. When we came out he holded my hand with a deadly grip.

Allah.... This man....

I sat inside the car and he started driving, few minutes passed in silence then he broke it " Actually it's good you wore abaya ...I mean it's needed if they could eye you like this with your abaya what if you didn't we-" I didn't let him complete and I bursted out laughing.

He is damn possessive.... If he stayed there for a minute more definitely he would have killed them but I don't know why this is making me laugh so much..

But I like him growing possessive with me. Somehow it feels good.

I stopped when he gave me a death glare but my smile vanished when he drove in a very similar way.

"Are we not going home?" I asked him.

"We have some work to do." he told me curtly.

"Where are we going? " he didn't bothered to answer me.

You shouldn't have laughed Zoya..

I asked again but no answer my furious husband is still mad at me.

Allah... Help me .

The car stopped in front of my college and I got down bewildered many feeling started to cross my mind but mostly pain.

I miss my collage, friends and my studies.

He might have brought me here to get my transfer certificate. He parked the car a little far from reach, near a tree and came to me.

I was dragged inside straight to the Dean room and I told him " We have to get the TC Form, from the office first only then we should get the Dean signature. " he turned away and didn't look at me.

Is he still angry..... But I heard a low chuckle.

He dragged me in and we were welcomed by the Dean. Oh I forget he is Mr. Ahad Yusif Khan, the business tycoon.... How will my Dean avoid us.

"Good noon sir. " I wished him.

"Good noon please take your seat." We both sat on the chairs.

"How are you Mr. Khan. " and Ahad just nodded... Rude much. He should learn to respect elders first.

" Have you forgot the day you hit him Zoya?" Told my inner voice.

OK shut up.

" And you are from? " he asked me.

"Final year Biotechnology sir " I told him trying to sound loud.

"Fine then... Just sign here." my throat was blocked by a lump. This is it... All over... My dreams are just dreams.... I am born to be a house wife....

I signed the papers with rigid hand and excused myself " I'll wait out Ahad. "

I came out and went to the entrance the security smiled at me and told me " This time I let you in without your identity card but next time I'll not let you inside."

This old man....

I laughed bitterly and told him " I don't think I need that anymore..." With that I started to walk to our car, then someone grabbed my wrist.

"Where are you going? " asked Ahad but I didn't answer I don't want to cry.

"Take this. " he handed me the paper. And my tears are threatening to fall down I didn't look at him.

"Won't you open this? "

"What's there to open Ahad? When I knew what's this. " I yelled at him and turned but he stopped me and told me something that stopped my heartbeat.

"This is your rejoining order! " this time he bursted out laughing looking at me, by then he got a call so he went a little away from me with his phone.

I was just looking at the piece of paper my husband gave me. It was not just a paper but the key to my success, my only desire, my life.

My tears are never ending and he was still on his call. I didn't wait I ran to him and hugged him from behind... Really tight.

In that force he stumbled a little but regain his posture " Zoya.... Hey... Doll... What happened? " he tried calling me but I didn't budge I didn't want to... I was still hugging him and crying my heart out.

He managed to bring me front and cupped my face, I couldn't talk...I can't and started to hiccup.

"Love.... Calm down, come... Just come. " he pulled me to the car. He sat on the passenger seat and made me sit on his lap.

I gulped the water he gave me still couldn't control myself. He hugged me to his chest and rubbed my back that helped me to calm down a little.

He cupped my face and asked me "Aren't you happy ? Didn't you wanna go back to college? "

"Aren't I happy? Huh? Is that a question? I am the happiest person alive in this earth Ahad.... This.... It's my only dream... My studies is the only wish I had in my life and I really struggled for it. " I continued crying.

"It's ok love.." he cupped my face and I took his hand in mine.

"You know what? Many girls are just prohibited to study.. I am one among them (cries). I am not allowed to because I am a girl. Mummy didn't want to send me to college, fearing the society. But after many struggle and prayers my daddy supported me. (Cries) He went against many of my relatives, even against my mom to send me here.

People just don't understand Ahad they just talk rubbish for their entertainment that indeed reflect in our lives. Our parents are afraid to send us to college. (Cries)

Tell me something? Are we not grown up enough to known our limits, why can't they trust us. We are not provided education just because we are girls... (Cries) " I spoke my heart out.

"Calm down doll, who said that ? You girls also deserve your rights. Who told you not to pursue your education? " he asked still hugging me.

"Every girl have some rubbish relatives in her life Ahad and I have many... I faced all of them to reach here and when I was on cloud nine that I could finally complete my bachelors.... My mom broke the pot about my marriage with Arhaan, I knew it will be hard for me to complete what I have started... Then we married and all my dreams are in vain. I didn't want to work or achieve anything Ahad, I just wanted to complete my education (cries)

Then after our marriage all my dreams are in vain I didn't complain but I never thought.. You'll... You'll ( cries) thank you..... Thank you so much. " I hugged him tight.

"Our marriage is not a barrier for you to achieve your dreams Zoya instead it's my job to support you. You spoke about your marital duties as a wife today even I do have my duties, I promised your family to take care of you and make you happy for the rest of our lives and how can I do it if you didn't tell me what's there in your heart? " he was right.

"Today I came to know this accidentally, what if I didn't take any step about your studies... You will bury it within your heart. Am I right? "He asked me in his intimidating tone to which I can't answer so I hung my head low.

He lifted my head with his thumb holding my chin. " Let's make a Vow... From today we have to share everything and to speak our hearts out to each other. No more hidden worries. Are you ok with this? "

"I am... " with that I hugged him again and he hugged me back.

After minutes I opened my eyes to realize something this is the same spot where Ahad asked me out for a coffee first time.

This was the same place I snubbed him..... Months back I would laugh until my stomach aches, if someone told me I'll hug Ahad and sit on his lap like this in his car.

But now everything changed.

He changed,

Situations changed,

And

I changed.....

Now I can't live without my idiot.

I am greatful to my Allah for giving me such a great husband which was still a dream for many girls.

I am incomplete without you Ahad....

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Assalamu allaikum and hello to all my lovelies.....

So how was the chapter... It was full of Ahya moments something you wished in the comments of previous chapter. Ok now let me know what do you want next I'll try to indulge it in the next chapter.

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