Asya FF ~ Dekh Dilne Seekhli Baatein Sufiyana ~

Chapter 13

... "Qubool hai" ...

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There was something familiar about the raindrops against his window tonight. They tossed him back into some familiar half-retained bhaang filled memories. He stared at his wife in the candle lit as she made their bed.

The generator was acting up again. He would be replacing it tomorrow because the thought of fixing it, also brought back memories...

...that of parted lips and heated sighs.

Just thinking about her following suit and being stuck in the closed space made him sweat. He had controlled himself last time but now... Zoya was his wife. And seeing her taking creases out of their bedding also did strange things to him. 

There weren't going to be any strong arguments left in his sane mind to stop himself from acting.

He let out a sigh.

Zoya risked a peek at her husband from under her thick lashes. She could feel his stare boring through her being.

Phuphi ko bhi aaj hi akela chod kar bahar jana tha.

And on top of that she had took the whole mandli with her.

So much for wanting to spend the night with Aapi tonight. All her excuses had gone down the drain. Decayed and decomposed.

She deliberately moved slower, creasing and uncreasing the sheets. Agreed they had a good time in the morning even though half of it was them fighting, but she still didn't how to act all patni around him. And did he want her to?

She had never once tried to change herself for his benefit but now was she obligated to?

"Ugh"

"Did you say something?"

Did she do that out loud.

"Main, nahi to" She decided to feign ignorance.

Zoya noisily squealed as she exaggeratedly stretched faking a yawn. "I think I am going to umm sleep" she said as if unsure.

Was she trying to tell me something?

He took that as a hint and moved closer to the bed. "In fact main bhi"

As he lifted the sheets to get into bed, he heard her scream "Yeh aap kya kar rahe hai"

Why did she have to act like a soap opera actress sometimes he would never understand...

"Trying to go to sleep" he said as a matter of fact.

Her wide eyes relaxed a bit as she witnessed Asad pretending she was invisible and coolly laying down on his side.

Look at him, so calm and collected!

Her annoyed mind suddenly had a vision of kicking him to the ground.

She took her time showering, moisturizing and changing into sleep wear. Nearing the bed, she contemplated sleeping on the sofa but then decided against it.

If he can act cool so can I!

As she tried slipping into bed, she noticed her pillow was gone.

What?

Just then an arm shot out and replaced its spot. Zoya looked dumbly at his arm for a moment and then at him. His face showed no expression, but his eyes were restless...stormy.

Not understanding her own reaction, she ignored his move and propped his back towards him utterly exasperated.

He always runs hot and cold. Always! Saying whatever he pleases, doing whatever his pleases. Bhaad mein ja...

...What the hell are you doing Zoya? This is like the first step on his part!

Her hand reached to stop his arm as she changed her mind midway. That's right! Bhaad mein jaye sab kuch. She had the full right to sleep in her husband's arms. He had said qubool hai too hadn't he?

As she rested her head on his stretched-out arm, she took a chance to glance at his face. She found his eyes closed, lips curled, face serene. Her dimple made an appearance.

Zoya's trembling hand found its way to his white kurta, pausing where his heart rested. While she closed her eyes, revelling in the sensation, Asad opened his to properly take her in.

He had seen her face terribly fall in the morning when he had denied her honeymoon. He decided right there and then not his silent awkwardness to hurt her more. His afraid paralysed lips might take their time, but he needed to kick the yawning distance away.

He turned towards her then, his other arm going over her shoulder, his hand resting on the back of her head drawing her closer.

He closed his eyes as he felt her snuggle into his body and soon fell into a peaceful slumber.

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Hi guys! 

I know its a little explanatory but I guess I always get too lost explaining Asad's POV. He was so silent in the show, it was kind of intriguing.

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