Chapter-27 Another Beating

Ayaan's POV

The moment I parked my car outside Zuby's home I could see that she was nervous or I guess scared. I hated to see my wife like this and so I held her hand and assured her...

"You are not alone, and by the grace of Almighty I am enough to keep my wife safe." I held Zuby's hand and walked towards the main door, I pressed the door bell and within 2-3 minutes Ashfaq opened the door. Zuby's hold on my hand tightened and I moved forward and stood in front of her, Ashfaq was glaring at both of us, so I was the one to break the silence...

"Zuby has to take some of her things." He opened his mouth to say something but then I heard his mother call...

"Who is it Ashfaq??" He took a step back and we entered while he answered back...

"Zuby has come with her husband to take her things" he spat the word husband forcefully with venom dripping from his tone. Zuby's Aunt appeared in front of us and I greeted her and so did Zuby. There was an awkward silence and it was not difficult to realize that Zuby was getting nervous so I said...

"Where is your room Zuby? Let's wind up this work quickly." She led me inside and I followed her quietly. I ignored her aunt and cousin's gaze on us. Zuby tried to fish out the keys from her bag. I could see her fingers were trembling so finally I grabbed her bag and looked for the keys myself... to my surprise there was hardly anything in her bag still she could not pick up her door key. It broke my heart to see how scared she was. I gave back her bag and unlocked the door. Both of us entered and I closed the door giving a quick glance to her room; it was a nice spacious room. There was a queen size bed in the middle with side tables and lamps on both sides. Zuby's room was not full of stuff, it was actually very simple. There at one side stood her study table and across it was her wardrobe and dressing table. She also had an attached bathroom.

I hardly took me ten seconds to check out Zuby's room and after that my eyes were back on my beautiful wife. But I noticed her facial expressions, it seemed she was about to cry. I knew she was not comfortable here, now I regret bringing her here. I should have asked her to buy everything new while somebody could have driven her car. I saw a tear slide down her cheek and she discreetly tried to wipe off then went in the washroom and I heard the door lock. I am sure by now that she went in just to cry. The thought of her crying made me furious and helpless at the same time. Only if Bilal Bhai would not have stopped me I would have taught Ashfaq a lesson for hitting my girl. I sat on her bed and after almost 5-7 minutes Zuby came out. Though she had tried her best to hide the fact that she was crying in the bathroom, I was still able to make out. She looked around her room and then picked up the chair from her study table and took it near her wardrobe. First I didn't understand what she was trying to do but then when she climbed up the chair I immediately got up from her bed and asked her...

"What are you trying to do love?" She turned to me with wide eyes and just then I realized what I called her. I kept my expressions neutral and raised both my eyebrows in a questioning manner. She pointed above her wardrobe and told me that she was trying to get her suitcase from up there. I asked her to get down and also...

"When I am sitting here you should have asked me Zuby. Now get down and let me grab that suitcase for you." When I came closer I could see the redness in Zuby's eyes, even the tip of her nose was red and I know all this was because of crying. That moment I couldn't hold myself any longer giving her the suitcase I walked towards the door and told Zuby...

"I have a call to make, I will be outside. So once you are done just leave me a message." I was about to move out but turned back and said...

"Lock the door and don't open it for anyone. Not your uncle, not your aunt and definitely not your cousin." Zuby came to the door and as I stepped out I heard her lock the door. I quickly sent a message to Bilal Bhai...

A-I am sorry Bilal Bhai but I can't hold myself any longer. I have to teach Zuby's cousin a lesson now.

I got a reply after almost 2-3 minutes...

B-It's ok Ayaan, I must say I am surprised that you controlled yourself till now...All the best!

This was all I needed now, I quickly walked towards what seemed to be the living room and saw Ashfaq sitting with his brooding parents. I asked Ashfaq to come out with me as I have something important to talk about. He narrowed his eyes at me but came out anyhow. As he stepped out and closed the door I didn't give him time to even take another step and I slapped him hard across his face. The blow was just as I wanted it to be and Ashfaq fell cursing all the way and holding his cheek. He looked at me with rage filled eyes and I took of my belt saying...

"You really thought I would leave you after what you have done with Zuby." I was in no mood to have any kind of conversation with him and without letting him utter a word I started lashing him mercilessly just as he did with my Zuby. He screamed and tried to hold my belt but I snatched it back each time he held it. I stopped hitting him only when his parents were out after almost 5-7 minutes. His father screamed at me for beating his son but I didn't give a sh*t about anything. In fact I was not yet done with Ashfaq so I grabbed him by his collar and punched him hard on his face. When his father tried to threaten me by telling he will call the police I gave him an evil smile and said...

"Sure go ahead...let them come and I will tell them that you people have tortured my wife and I will also tell them that your son here is actually on no vacation but on a run after doing fraud in the company he was working." All three of them had their eyes wide, they really thought I will not look into their filthy stuff and use it in my favor. Since the day they bet Zuby I asked Abdul to get me information about Ashfaq. I can't let them go just like that...especially after what they have done with Zuby.

Anyway without saying anything else the three of them walked in and I also followed them, after all my wife is still in there. Before going in Zuby's room I gave my final warning to Ashfaq...

"Ashfaq! She is not alone now and I will not tolerate tears in my girl's eyes because of anything you do. This was just a trailer so you better not bother her ever again if you don't want to watch the full movie I have planned for you." With that I turned towards Zuby's room and knocked and asked her to open the door. She opened and I was surprised to see that she had already packed whatever stuff she needed. I took her suitcase and she locked her door while we walked out. The three devils were sitting in the living room and I noticed that Ashfaq had changed his shirt. That was pretty quick I thought, anyway with a smirk I said...

"I will be looking forward to meet you all at our reception day after tomorrow" then I held Zuby's hand and we walked out. She had her car keys and told me that she will drive her car home. I could see that she was still upset and I did not want to leave her alone right now so I suggested...

"I will come and get it later, let's go home together." I pulled her towards my car but she stopped in her tracks and gave a close look to my knuckles. It was then I noticed that they were slightly bruised. I just shrugged when she asked me what happened. I was happy that she readily agreed to come with me and not drive her car.

We reached back home and Zuby went straight in our room, I was glad that mom and dad were in their room otherwise mom will get worried to see Zuby sad. I followed her quietly and kept her suitcase near our wardrobe. Zuby came out from the bathroom and asked me for a first aid kit which I obviously didn't have in my room. So she insisted on getting one, I wonder what this girl is up to. Anyway I brought the first aid kit I had seen in Bhai's room and as I gave it to her she held my hand and made me sit on the bed beside her.

Zuby took out an alcohol swab and cleaned my knuckles; I didn't say anything and just kept looking at the love of my life. Without raising her eyes Zuby said...

"Why did you do it?" I had an idea what she was talking about but I still asked her...

"Do what?" She sighed and finally looked at me in the eyes and said...

"I saw Ashfaq's face before we left and then I see your hands...you think I don't understand?" I just shrugged and answered...

"He deserved it for hurting my wife" I could see tears in her eyes once again and just hugged her, Zuby didn't hug me back in fact she became stiff for a second. But as I was about to pull back she held me and I can't describe how good I felt. She murmured a thank you and I hugged her more tightly saying...

"You don't have to thank me for anything." She finally pulled back and started fidgeting her fingers and wiping her silent tears, I wanted to make her happy so I said playfully...

"Now c'mon if you don't stop crying I will think that you want me to beat Ashfaq even more" and I succeeded as a chuckle escaped her lips and she hit my arm with a smile on her face. I can do anything to bring a smile on her face after all she is my wife and the love of my life. At this moment I want to kiss her and tell her that I love her but I guess it's still not the right time. For now I am happy that she let me hug her and didn't pull away.