Dealing with Unluckiness (Completed)

Part Forty-four

Part Forty-four

Zoya harshly wiped her tears, how can he think so low about her? Where did he get the idea that she would do something like that? She wasn't illiterate, she knew how to read, she did read all documents before signing. She heard him calling for her, but she didn't reply, she wanted to stay upset with him. She was worried about him and his mood swings, his mood changes much faster, she doesn't know what was affecting him, was it his medicine or getting hit on head. Asad found her in prayer room, she was sitting against the wall, with legs drawn closer, her arms around her legs and head rested over them.

"Zoya." He called out walking closer.

"I don't want to talk." She replied.

"I am sorry, you don't understand people and their inner motives." He said sitting infornt of her on floor.

"Yeah right, like I don't understand you." She replied sarcastically. Asad kept his left hand on her head.

"Asad please go, I don't want to talk." She said pushing away his arm. He hissed as pain shot up in his shoulder, her head shot up, guilt took over her facial features.

"I am sorry.." She quickly rubbed his shoulder to soothe the pain.

"It's okay, I hurt you, you hurt me, we are equal now." He replied, she glared at him.

"I am sorry" He said holding her hand before she could leave.

"Please " He urged her to sit down, she relented.

"I trust you and Abbu too but not Arbaaz, don't ask me the reason, but I can't trust him." He said, she stared at him wondering why can't he trust his own brother.

"Okay, but Bhaiya has been true to his work, he ..."

"Bhaiya?"

"Arbaaz Bhaiya?" She replied unsurely, Asad made a face.

"Why? Can't I even call him brother?"

"I don't like him."

"But I can't be disrespectful , can I? He is elder to you." Asad shrugged, Zoya could never understand his dislike for Arbaaz.

"Come with me." She said getting up, Asad got up holding her hand and she took him to their room. He sat on bed as she said, she left saying she will be back in few minutes. He wondered what she wants to show him.  She returned after a while with her laptop and couple of files. She dropped them on bed and switched on her laptop, Asad watched her as she worked on it and then pushed it towards him.

"These are accounts since the time you were in hospital, then few emails that were necessary to be replied within short span and these are what we replied. These files contain the photocopies of every document I had signed. We haven't taken up any new deal." She explained things and the decisions taken.

"And these are the new interior design of the project I had to take up, the office that was my first project? I completed it, Arbaaz Bhaiya had stayed there and get the whole work done. And yes this file , Abbu gave me today, he was trying to explain but I wasn't in mood for any work, I thought I will show you this and get your signatures.." She got up and picked the file from his table.

Next couple of hours, Asad processed the information he was given. He was surprised to see the work done and more by the understanding Zoya had over the works, she did tell him Arbaaz, Prasad and her father had broken down information to make her understand, she had gone through everything before signing any documents, he was proud of his wife's work. She looked at him to see if he was upset, has she done some mistake. He was still engrossed in the files.