Orphic

Episode 18

Zahan's pov

After having that conversation with Zoya I was having second thoughts about this whole Hiba scenario. Was what I was going to do right? Was I even ready to take the responsibility of a girl to be my wife. Was Hiba the right option for me?  Why was this decision turning out to be like a doubtable question? I don't know if i should even be happy about this. I should just leave this decision time its.

My thoughts are always occupied by Zoya especially ever since that day. Her going missing. her returning in a disheveled state. I still can't shake that image of her muddied form, bloodshot eyes and that certain burst of anger toward Muznah chachi. How can a woman straight up jump to a conclusion of that sort. 

I went to my room after putting away my empty cup in the kitchen. Though is the main source of my headaches but her coffee sure does act as an antidote. I hate to admit but without her blabbering my day feels incomplete. Unfortunately, it always feels like there is something with  the house. The night passed silently as tomorrow with Zahid's mayoon function. 

The house was filled with the sound of Muznah chachi speaking loudly and trying to make the decorators understand that whatever they were doing wasn't going as. Ammi and Resham bua were in the kitchen preparing for the feast that was to be served to the guests. Marigolds hung from the ceilings wrapped around the magnificent white pillars. People running here and there. going in and out of the house for the purpose of last minute perfection. 

I was peacefully minding my business scrolling through until miss loud mouth decided to grace me with her unwanted presence. Joint family issues cant even throw her out for once.      

"Einstein.." she said in a sing song manner

"Einstein........" she came closer but i put my earphone in ignoring the best i could.

"Zahan Alam Khan!!" she yelled ripping my airpod out of my ear.

"WHAT!" I yelled. I saw the maid flinched but Zoya grinned making me sigh.

"I have to got to the market" 

"No" plain reply should be enough for  her.

"Oh come on. I wouldn't have asked if baba hadn't confiscated my bike and taken maula bakhsh with him" she said but that's not a good enough reason for me to become her personal chauffeur.

"Please please please. oh my dear Einstein please" she requested again. over dramatic much.

"No Zoya" I said turning my attention away from her. For a few seconds it was silent but them again it was the calm before the storm.

"TAYI AMMI!! EINSTEIN ISN'T TAKING ME TO THE MARKET. I HAVE TO BUY SOMETHING IMPORTANT " there you go.

"ZAHAN TAKE HER WHERE SHE  HAS TO GO" Ammi yelled from the kitchen.

"AMMI I HAVE IMPORTANT THINGS TO DO" I yelled back.

"YOU CAN DO IT LATER. THE FUNCTION IS TONIGHT" she shot back. Zoya smirked as I stood up.

Just for the sake of Ammi..

"Hehehe, einstein" she mocked as we both sat in the car.

"Shut up" I said as i saw her grinning from the corner of my eye

The trip to the market consisted of her buying new earrings along with other things. Reason, she didn't like the ones she had.

spoiled much...... 

We came back home when my gaze fell on the blue gift bag placed on the back seat. It was the camera that I got for her as a late birthday gift but forgot to give it to her.