Aditya drove as fast as he could to reach Zoya's house. Suddenly his phone buzzed and he saw his 20 notifications from the one who had got him the job and Zoya's part destroyer. He stopped the car and started. There were links to the news channels that were showcasing Zoya's story and then the last message read 'It seems like you chose the wrong person to destroy. You lost the job in The New Yorker and from what I can gather you aren't eligible for a job anywhere in this country either. Zoya has closed every door for you so that you come knocking on her door. Tough luck bro.'

Aditya gulped and the first thing that came to his mind wasn't that he had lost his dream job, it was that Zoya must be really angry with him and it won't be easy to persuade her. He started driving and was sweating profusely even though the car had a full blast of the ac. He reached and he rushed up and started banging the door 'Zoya , Zoya.... ek baar darwaza kholo na. Zoya , please. Zoyaaaa.' He kept knocking but to no avail. Aditya didn't stop. He kept knocking for two hours and his hand got sore. He then sat down and thought 'Ab toh main yahan se nhi hiloonga.'

Zoya sat in her room with her laptop and was watching Aditya through the CCTV footage. She thought 'Aditya Hooda. You can bleed to death now , but I still won't care.'
She kept the laptop and tried to sleep but her love couldn't let her. It was cold outside and Aditya's hand was hurt. She told herself to stop thinking about his well being. Finally when she couldn't take it anymore she called Parul. She said 'Parul, bahar koi hai. Use bolo yahan se jaye,aur agar na jaye toh yeh cream aur kambal de dena use.'
Parul thought it was the most weird order ever given to her but followed it nonetheless. She opened the door and Aditya looked up expectantly and said 'Zoya.'
Parul looked at him and said 'Aditya sir? Aap yahan. Madam andar hai. Aaiye na.'
Aditya said 'Zoya theek hai?'
Parul said 'Sir patanhi, kaafi ajeeb lag rhi thi aaj. Aditi madam ko pata ho shayad.'
Aditya nodded and then said 'Tumhe Zoya ne bheja?'
Parul said 'Haan Sir. Unhone bola aapko jaane ko.'
Aditya stretched himself and settled in a more comfortable position. Parul said 'Aur agar aap na jaaye toh unhone yeh bola aapko dene ko.'
She handed him the quilt and the cream.
Aditya smirked and sighed 'Zoyaa.'
He said 'Parul tum jaao. Main theek hoon yahan.'

The next morning, Zoya came and opened the door. Aditya was sleeping peacefully on the quilt. Zoya looked at him with repulsion and thought of the time when she had put him to sleep after he had fever. She blinked back a few tears and then took out a bottle on ice cold water and poured it on him. Aditya got up with a start. Zoya said 'Get up and come inside'
Shivering Aditya followed Zoya to the living room. Aditya said 'Zoya .., main tumhe bolna chahta tha.'
Zoya turned around and said 'Tum nhi aap keh kar bolenge mujhe. And I am not Zoya but ma'am to you. Dost nhi hai aap humare, employee hai.Zoya Siddiquie ke fan hai na aap? Unke saath kaam karne ke liye kuch bhi kar sakte hai? Toh theek hai..'
She called all the people who worked in her house and said 'Aaj se aap sab ki ek mahine ki chutti. Go and pack your bags and leave for your home.'
They all looked at each other but said nothing and went. Zoya then said to Aditya 'Ab aap humara sara kaam karenge. Gaadi saaf karne se lekar , humare shoot mein spotboy ban na sab aap karenge. So start. Take the cloth outside and start polishing my red car. It's there in the garage.'
Aditya didn't say a word and went. He took the polishing compound and the brush and went to the garage. It was hot and stuffy there. Aditya toiled and polished till it gleamed. He was dirty and his back ached but he was very pleased with the work he has done. He heard Zoya's footsteps. He waited in anticipation and thought Zoya would appreciate his work perhaps. Zoya didn't even look at him and sat in another car and called him. She said 'Aap iss location se aa jaiyega. And make sure aap humse pehle pohonche and you straighten my vanity. Aditya said 'Lekin tum, I mean aap is gaadi mein kyun jaa rhi hai? Maine toh voh waali saaf kari thi na'
Zoya slid her glares and peered at him and said 'Aap hote kon hai mujhe bolne waale kya karna chaiye ya kya nhi? It's your job to clean the car and it's my wish whichever one I wish to take. Ab yeh befizool baaton mein humara wakt mat zaya kariye. Humara samay keemti hai and only those who deserve it get my time. Now move.' She put back her shades and pulled the window up. Aditya watched her go and thought 'Zoya Siddiquie, jitne bhi tu karle sitam, has has ke sahenge hum.'
He took his car and drove at a high speed and it was a miracle that he got to the location without a scratch. He ran towards the vanity and set it up. He made and poured her a cup of coffee. Zoya walked in after a few minutes sipped her coffee in silence and then spat it out. She rounded up on Aditya and said 'What the hell is this muck?'
Aditya looked aghast and said 'Lekin aapko toh humari special coffee aise hi pasand thi.'
Zoya's eyes gleamed dangerously and she said 'Really ? Mujhe aap, ya aapke specials na toh yaad hai na pasand. I like green tea.'
She slammed the door and went. Aditya looked at her heartbroken. The fact that she had given up coffee in a single night because of him hurt him. Aditya closed his eyes and let the tears flow. After a few moments he wiped them and stared making green tea. He bought a cup to her while she was reading the lines with her director. Zoya took the cup not looking up at him. After emptying the cup, she purposely dropped it. It smashed to a million pieces. Aditya stood motionless as Zoya said 'Khade khade dekh kya rhe hai? Clear the mess.'
Aditya bent and picked up the broken pieces one by one. One of them pierced him. Zoya let out a soft scream. She outstretched her arm but then stopped herself and looked the other and said 'Zakhm mein dawa laga lijiyega, I don't want you not working because you are hurt.'
Aditya said 'Jab zakhm par marham lagane wala hi nhi hai toh fayeda kya hai.' He picked up all the pieces and then went. After completing her shoot when Zoya came in , she saw the cup fixed together with glue and painted so that it looked as good as before. Below was a note 'Jo bikhra tha, use sameta hai. Jo toota tha, use joda hai. Jo darare the wapas bhi bhar diye hai. Ab dekho , ekdum pehle jaisa ho gya hai.'

Zoya crumpled the note in anger and grief.

Will Zoya ever forgive Aditya? Will she forget her hatred and believe in love again? Will Aditya be able to fix her heart the way he fixed the mug?
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