ZEESHAN AHMED - POINT OF VIEW:
I woke up when they sun rays shined in my eyes. I opened my eyes and looked around to find no Zoya. Thank god she isn't here or else her anger from yesterday would have exploded.
Zoya who told you to open the curtains, I am still sleepy. Well, I have to check out soon so stand up and get ready.
As thought, I stood up from the bed and then went to the bathroom and took a warm shower and then changed into black jeans with a with a white t-shirt and then a black coat.
Putting everything, I took out from my trolley my packing was done. I went downstairs to meet everyone on the breakfast table.
I looked around and find Zoya sitting beside uncle which mean my pyaare (lovely) father in law.
I looked around and then sat next to Farhaan who saw sitting next to Zian. And now, I was sitting right in front of Zoya.
She looked at me for a brief second and gave me the fakest smile ever.
How sweet she at, least gave me a smile.
We were eating our breakfast when, I got an idea to irritate her even more.
What didn't say anything to me she on her own said that girls have patience so let's see how much patience she have.
I traced her feet from where she was sitting and then kicked her leg and she immediately looked up at me with her eyes which were getting boiled in anger.
I smirked at her and she just looked away. Well, Wifey, I am not going to stop bothering you so easy I thought and kicked her again.
She didn't look this time but, I knew she got the kick as she was fisting her hands.
I stopped as, I didn't want her to blast out in front of everyone.
When the breakfast was over everyone greeted each other and then checked out from the hotel.
Everyone sat in their own cars and drove off to the airport. I was in the car with Ishaan, Aliyah bhabhi and Zoya.
Zoya was sitting in the back with Aliyah Bhabhi and I in front with Ishaan who was driving.
"So Zoya how is it going with the marriage?" Aliyah bhabhi asked Zoya and she looked at me and made the worst face she could and, I laughed which made everyone look at me.
"What she was making an annoyed face how could, I hold back laughing when she was looking so funny", I explained and the looked at Zoya.
"Keep quiet, I have got enough of you" she stated and, I spoke "Islamic-" and she knew what, I was going to say so she asked.
"My dear annoying husband please, I asked you to keep quiet" she said and bhabhi laughed.
ZOYA ZEESHAN AHMED - POINT OF VIEW:
"If you are asking me then, I will surely do it but if you are ordering me then you know" he said and, I turned to Ishaan bhai.
"Ishaan bhai tell your irritating brother to keep quiet, I have got enough of him since yesterday", I told him and he signed Zeeshan to keep quiet.
"Zoya what are you studying?" Aliyah asked and, I answered "Business".
"Isn't Zeeshan studying the same?" she asked and, I nodded.
"Same, university", I said.
"Same class" Zeeshan added and she smiled.
"How lucky a husband and wife you both are" she stated.
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General Fiction"Get it I don't care if you are the Zeeshan Ahmed 'son of the billionaire Mohammed Ahmed' or if you are a jerk walking down the street. Never ever mess with me, understood?" she asked pointing her finger towards me. I fisted my hands and...