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Ahad's pov :

As soon as I tasted the dish my mouth started to burn badly , my eyes started to water, I look at that idiot friend of Zoya she was staring at me with a victorious smirk.

Now I understand.....

Doll gave me a glass of water with worried eyes and started to rub my back, somehow that brought peace to my heart. I took a glass of water but intended finished the rest of that spicy dish.

But Sano's expressions to be noticed . Her jaw hung down looking at me.

This is.... the Ahad Yusif Khan you little girl.

Soon the lunch was over, Zoya bid her bye to Sano and her mom but Sano was glaring at me. But why? Anyways.....

"Nice meeting you Mr. Khan " she told me in a way sarcastic.

"Me too ... What's your name.... Yeah ... Ms.Sano. " with that I dragged my doll with me to the car and started to drive.

My throat is burning and it's really irritating I horned aloud to clear the stupid traffic and hit the steering frustrated.

"Stop, stop, stop!" I halted the car when Zoya told me to stop.

"What happened?" I asked her.

"Wait I'll be back" with that she went to the ice cream shop at the corner. She can't have ice creams her health is not good yet.

"She came back with a Belgium chocolate delight cup." surprisingly that was my favourite.

"Do you want to have ice cream , I mean you are just back from the hospital Zoya an-" she stopped me by stuffing a spoonful of ice cream in my mouth.

"You'll feel better now, I know the food was spicy. you shouldn't have ate that if you are not OK with spicy foods. " with that she fed me another spoon.

"This is my favourite ice cream, I love chocolates " she told and fed me another spoon.

So that was her favorite too that's why she got me Belgium chocolate, I didn't speak I was busy enjoying my ice cream and my wife. She looks beautiful when she speaks.

My throat felt much better and I started to drive to my house. I came to know something today, that my love speaks a lots.

I didn't speak back I was busy listening to her melodious voice, looking at her glowing face.

We came home and I stopped the car in front of the gate. Resting my head on the seat I turned a little and kept looking at her, listened to her lovely voice.

" Oh my Allah we are home. You didn't tell me and what is this I kept talking but you didn't even utter a word. Ar-" I silenced her with a quick Peck on her right cheek and she was all frozen.

Her eyes shocked and mouth opened a little, I smiled and got down the car to help her get down.

I opened her door, the shock was still plastered on her face. I chuckled and pushed her outside.

I love her....

Then my eyes got a black Mercedes Benz.

I hope SHE is not here with her new drama I am fed up. I dragged Zoya inside and took a look at the living room.

There she is...... Mrs. Khan and my dad.

Zoya gave me a confused look and I passed my hand through my hair to ease my shooting frustration.

Can't she leave me and my wife alone.

She came to Zoya and hugged her and introduced herself as my mother.

Hump... a long forgotten relationship.

Zoya hugged her back, I made my way to the couch, shockingly uncle Usmaan was talking with my dad. He gave me a nod and mumbled Assalamu alaikum.

So now he is bothered to wish me almost after two days.

I went and sat on the couch my dad gave me a pat on my shoulder. On the other hand Zoya went well along with Mrs. Khan.

Of course she did her PhD in flattering people, my Zoya will not be a big deal for her.

Iam losing my patients with passing seconds..... God help me to stay calm.

"So Ahad....since you both had a secret marriage, we are planning for a grand valima I mean people need to know and also the media, that we have got a beautiful daughter to our home. " told my dad.

Yes, he was right I wanna let people know about our marriage. Zoya can't wander with me just like that, the media can even question her character and I will never let that happen.

"Great idea dad and when are you planning for that? "

"Soon inshaallah may be next Sunday I can't wait anymore to take my daughter in law home." told Mrs. Khan looking at Zoya, and my doll gave a sweet, shy smile to her.

Don't trust her doll , she is not what you think. Mrs. Khan may have some plans to workout and that may take a week, so she might want the valima next week.

I'll never let that happen....

"If you guys planned for valima then why so late? Our reception will be on this Sunday I mean day after tomorrow. "I told to my dad.

"Mmmmm.... Ahad we need to make arrangements, I mean this Sunday is a very short time how can we manage ?" Asked my mother in law.

"I'll take care of that mom and please don't even think to make any arrangements, it's my valima and Zoya is my wife now. We have a day and I can manage. Everything will be taken care of, so don't worry. " I told her straightly.

I know they can't afford to threw a big massive valima for her daughter and the moment my dad told that I noticed the tension and pain in my dolls eyes. She is worried for them and I can't bare that. I just want her to be happy.

I'll take care of everything.

"You have to come and pose for the pictures mom, don't worry about anything. " with that I stood up and went to our room not caring anything. I called my secretary to make all the arrangements.

Zoya came in after 2 hours with a glass of milk and a blush on her face maybe she might have gone through the teasings of angels, I smiled at that thought.

She sat on the bed and gave me the glass I took a gulp from it bit that tastes different. I gave doll a questioning look and he answered my unasked question.

"It's coconut milk, you had a heavy spicy food this afternoon, this will help to ease your stomach ache." She gave me an assuring smile.

I kept the glass on the side table and dragged her to me she landed in my chest her back facing me and I hugged her from behind.

She stilled and I can sense her raising heartbeat, by resting my chin on her shoulder I saw her cheeks turning red.

Great!

I have an effect on her and it's raising day by day but the best thing is she never protest whenever I take a bold step towards her , she never flinch or hesitate. I didn't know whether she accepted the fact of I being her husband or she likes me.

We stayed like that for minutes, she leaned back in my chest and I rested back on the head board.

"You shouldn't have done that. " she broke the silence and I tightened the hug.

"Done what? " she tilted her head to face me when I asked that.

"They are your parents. You should have stayed with them, you left them all for us down and came up, your mom felt really bad." She told me concerned.

"Did she told you anything? " I asked her clenching my jaw.

"No, but I felt it." Absolutely you can feel that my doll, you are born naive.

I started to play with her hair and told her "Listen doll, she is not what you think. I mean she is really a cunning lady, she just acts generous in front of people."

"What ? Why are you saying like that, she is your mom" she told me worried.

"Please don't tell that again, I hate her. And I want you to be careful around Mrs. Khan. Stay away from her. You will know everything soon. " she shook her head bewildered and I tighten the hug.

"Just one more day, I'll let the world know you are mine, my wife and my life." she blushed tomato red and I loved it.

"What about your dinner? " she asked me giggling.

"And yours"

"I dont feel like eating Ahad ,I am tired and just wanna sleep. " Zoya told me yawning.

"Same here! " with that we both slept in each other's arms in peace.

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The next day..

Today morning I took my whole family to shopping and got them everything they want for the valima. I must admit it was really hard to convince Zoya's family... Aarrg my family... to get them what they want. They are really hesitant.

But uncle Usmaan was stubborn enough to pay but I let him only pay half, after talking with the sales manager who was my friend then I handled everything by paying the rest secretly.

It was soon evening and I dragged doll to my designer friend Deepika Krishnan for her attair and Deepi took us to her designer shop.

It's been an hour but I'm not satisfied with any dress.

"Deepi I want something classic, take all this out of my sight and these dress are too much revealing. " All the while Zoya was just looking at me in awe. But why?

"Doll say something, what would you like to take? "

"Anything! You feel comfortable for me." she told hiding her smile.

"What do you mean? " I asked raising one of my brow.

"Nothing " she told blankly.

I gave a stare to the salesman , who is giving unwanted looks to my wife.

"This is it Ahad you just gave me a day time and you want a best dress for you wife..... Fine I designed this dress for Mr. Sharma's soon to be wife but there is a weeks time I'll manage with that. Zoya dear try this if not your grumpy husband will kill me. " she told us sighed.

Zoya came out of the trial room and my jaw touched the ground.

"We'll take this." I told Deepi.

"OK then I do the alterations and the outfit will be ready tomorrow. By the way Zoya you look beautiful. " my doll blushed for the comment.

She did looked breathtaking.

We came out biding bye to Deepi and walked hand in hand to our car. It's a long day, we need to rest , only then we can look fresh tomorrow.

I got a call from an unknown number I attend but there was no answer from the other side, so I cut the call. I sighed and started to walk again.

I saw a Crane lifting a huge tanker to the otherside I again got a call from the same unknown number.

"Zoya be careful... Sit in the car I'll be back answering this call. " it may be from one of the investors.

My doll walked towards the car and I picked the phone but no response again.

"Who the hel-" I didn't complete, I was startled when I heard a huge bang. In a second... my car was crushed under a huge tanker......

"Zoyaaaaaaaaaaa............ " my scream was loud enough to shake the buildings around.

This can't happen.

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Unknown pov :

I was biting my nails in anticipation and then came Jack into my cabin.

"What happened Jack? "I asked him curious.

"Mission accomplished cheif. " that was enough for me. I am happy my evil laughter was enough to shake the buildings around.

Poor Ahad...........

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Assalamu allaikum and hello to all.

How was the chapter? It was a long week but I managed to update today. So what do think about Ahad's mom? And what happened to zoya?

I was little upset with the previous chapter I think it was not up to mark since I got only less votes and comments. Anyways I'll try my best for the upcoming chapters.

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