Chapter-33 Waiting For You

Zuby's POV

On my way to the boutique with Ayaan I can't help but think about the guy I noticed yesterday. I am sure that I have seen him with Ashfaq a couple of times. I try to distract myself from not worrying too much. I know Ayaan is here for me now, not just him I have my whole family standing by my side now. It's good that I left my car yesterday and so I am going with Ayaan. Mom didn't want me to go to work today but Ayaan assured her that things are under control. I trust my husband and I think it's because of that I am sitting here without having a panic attack or something. I really hate feeling so terrified and so weak. Though my husband has brought a lot of change in me, last night also the way he held me the whole night gave me the assurance that I am safe with this man. I thank Allah Almighty every day for blessing me with such a man for a husband.

As we reach my boutique I notice two guards standing at my entrance while two other men were fixing new cameras facing my parking space. As Ayaan parks the car I look at him and ask...

"You hired them..." it was more of a statement than a question and my darling husband just shrugged in response. I shook my head and held his hand. I kissed his palm and intertwined our fingers...

"I love you Yaanu...but I think you are going overboard by doing all these arrangements...I mean it could have been a co incidence." Ayaan took a deep breath and held my gaze...

"I cannot be around all the time; I just want to be satisfied. I will make sure nothing or no one can harm you....Zuby I will do everything in my hands to keep you safe. You are my treasure...my wife; please don't argue about this matter. I can't let go such things." I smiled at him; I can totally understand his concern for myself. I gave him a small smile and nodded in agreement. We got down then Ayaan introduced me to the guards. Once I opened the locks the guys working on the cameras came in to install the software on my desktop. They also installed something on Ayaan's mobile; I came to know that he can also view from wherever he is.

Ayaan stayed with me till the installation was complete, after that he left with loud and clear instructions...

"If you find anything suspicious then the first thing you will do is call me, don't ignore just anything unusual." I agreed with him, he pecked my forehead before leaving.

The rest of the day went by fine and I left for home around 6 in the evening. I had to finish my packing as tomorrow early morning we will be leaving for Adila Appi's place. To be honest on one hand I am feeling sad to leave Ayaan for almost five days but on the other hand I am also excited for all the fun. I have never been to a family wedding before, and if I am to believe Adila Appi and Zoya then I will definitely enjoy my time there. Still I really wished if Ayaan could also join us...Let's not forget you are doing this for mom at the first place... my sub conscious reminds me and I totally agree. Once I am home mom is also busy with her and dad's packing. Bhai is also home as nowadays he has morning shift. I walk straight to my room as I know Ayaan will be late. He called me while I was on my way back and told me that he is still at the site and will take time. He even asked me to have dinner with everyone since he will be late. I didn't say anything but I will wait for him no matter what time he comes.

I finished my packing by 9 at night; I rush down to help mom in serving dinner. All three of them tried to convince me to have dinner with them but I insisted on waiting for Ayaan. I did sit with them; we had light conversations on common topics. My mind drifted to my darling husband, I wonder what this project which is keeping him so busy. I have not seen him so busy since our marriage in fact mom said that Ayaan was never the kind to work till late hours. I guess it's some really important project; I am worried because he will also drive us tomorrow. I will try to convince him to stay for tomorrow and drive back the day after.

It's almost 11.30 at night I am sitting in the living room waiting for Ayaan. Everybody else is asleep, the TV is on and I don't even know what I am watching. I am really hungry by now but I guess if I have waited for so long then some more time won't matter. I am sure he will be home soon, just then I hear the opening of the door. I turn off the TV and get up, eager to see my hubby dear. I was really missing him. As I reach the door Ayaan was already climbing the stairs to our room...

"Yaanu..." I call him and I must say he is surprised to see me. He looks so tired, in fact exhausted...

"Why are you awake Jaan? I told you I will be late" I smile and join him on the stairs, he wraps his arm around my shoulder while I lean into him, then we walk in our room together.

"You change while I will serve dinner" I told him as we entered, i wanted to drag him for dinner as I was so hungry. But his reply made me a little upset, ok not a little bit really upset...

"Oh no Zuby, Abdul and I ate chicken wraps at the site itself. I will just change and then let's sleep, I am really tired" with that he went in the washroom while I kept staring at his back. I know he asked me to have dinner with everyone but he didn't even bother to ask me if I had my food or not. I guess he was sure that I won't wait for him, I feel like crying right now. I am still hungry but I don't feel like eating anymore. I had already changed into my night suit so without wasting any time I got in bed and turned to the other side. I closed my eyes pretending to be asleep as I heard the bathroom door open. Ayaan called out my name softly but I didn't respond. I am sure he thought I am already asleep as the next moment I felt the bed dip on his side and then his arm wrapped around my waist. After around ten minutes I could hear Ayaan's soft snores, it was then when I couldn't hold back my tears. I just don't know why I am feeling so upset about the whole thing. My mind is telling me to go and eat, and how can I blame Ayaan for keeping me hungry....at least he could have asked me...I thought. Just then Ayaan's mobile started ringing; I wonder who it was so late at night. I quickly wiped my tears as Ayaan grunted and picked the call without even looking at the caller id...

Hello...

Yes...

Almost half an hour back...

No, I already had...

WHAT??

I sat up straight worried about who called and what is Ayaan so shocked about.

But she didn't say anything...

Ok I will see to it.

Ya...Bhai!!! I do care how you can say like that...

Fine...

By now Ayaan is giving me a disappointing look; I wonder what Bhai said...

"Zuby you didn't eat dinner" oh my god, I think Bhai told him that I was waiting for him...

"I already asked you to eat with everyone love...and why didn't you tell me? Sleeping empty stomach is not good for health." I was quiet and didn't know what to say. Ayaan switched on his bedside lamp and moved closer to me...

"Were you crying?" That was all I needed to start with the flood again, I really wonder why I was behaving like this. May be this was the first time I am in love and waited for my dear husband for dinner who didn't even bother to ask me whether I had my food or not...

"Hey...hey...shhh...what's wrong Jaan? Please stop crying, and get up first we will get you something to eat." Ayaan wiped my tears and grabbed my arm firmly; he took me down to the kitchen and made me sit on a stool. I stopped him from heating the whole dinner and just grabbed 2 kababs and a roti for myself...

"Take more... this is not enough" Ayaan almost ordered me but I shook my head no and said...

"I don't feel like eating any more" Ayaan sighed and took the plate from my hand, he heated the food in the microwave and we walked back to our room. I finished my dinner and was going down to keep the plate when Ayaan stopped me. He took the plate and kept it on the dresser then turned around with folded hands. I lowered my gaze when I heard him...

"Now will you tell me first why were you crying and also why didn't you eat dinner or at least tell me that you were waiting?" Still not meeting his eyes I finally decided to answer him...

"I wanted to eat with you, but when you said you have already eaten I didn't feel like eating anymore." Ayaan sighed and walked to me, he kneeled in front of me while I was sitting on the bed. With his hands on my lap he asked again...

"But why were you crying? And why didn't you tell me?" I looked at him with teary eyes and said almost in a whisper...

"You didn't even ask me..." Ayaan closed his eyes tightly and I knew somewhere I was acting very immaturely. I wonder if this is how people act when they are in love and start expecting too much from the person they love. My chain of thoughts was interrupted when Ayaan got up and hugged me...

"I am so sorry love...I assumed you would have already had your dinner with everyone. Especially when I asked you to, but I agree at least I could have asked you." I know I am behaving like a hormonal teenager and decide to end this trivial matter here itself...

"It's ok" that was all I could say. We lay back on our bed with my head on Ayaan's chest and him holding me in a protective manner. He kissed me in my both cheeks then gave me a peck on my lips...

"Did you pack for your trip?" I just shook my head yes. He kissed the top of my head and just like that we fell asleep.