Both of them were in the car, driving towards a luxurious restaurant in the area. Irtaza was left awestruck when he saw his wife beautifully dressed up in black, coming down towards him. She looked like a fairy to him, even more beautiful than a fairy. And Zahra's reaction was the same. His whole aura screamed power and dominance. He was wearing a black tuxedo, his hair perfectly combed and his sleek black shoes, perfectly polished, reflecting the light in the room.
Zahra was continuously fidgeting her fingers while gawking outside the window. She was always nervous in his presence. Moreover, Daniyal's words were lingering in her mind. She was scared. Many assumptions were going through her mind. She was afraid that Irtaza might get to know about her's and Daniyal.
Many what if's were running through her mind.
What if he caught her?
What if he came to know about her and Daniyal's relationship?
What if he got the hint that she is putting up an act of accepting this marriage?
What if he perceived that she is betraying him?
And what will he do to her if he caught her?
These thoughts were causing goosebumps on her skin, making her more and more nervous.
"What are you thinking so hard?" Irtaza asked, bringing her back from her thoughts. His muscle flexed as he took a turn to the left.
"I.... me... its nothing." She said nervously.
"Why you're nervous?" He asked.
"No..I...I'm not" She stuttered.
"You're." He asserted and looked towards her scared face.
"You make me nervous" She uttered the truth, making him scowl but then he smiled.
"There is no need to be nervous until something fishy is brewing up into your mind." He told, increasing her heartbeat.
"No nothing is going on in my mind. I wasn't thinking about something fishy. Trust me nothing is brewing up in my mind. My brain wasn't thinking straight at all, actually-" She blabbered whatever was coming on her tongue, but he cut in.
"Zahra calm down, relax."
"I-"
"Shh... relax senorita. Relax and enjoy."
She nodded and tried her best to relax. She placed all her assumptions aside and took a deep breath to calm herself and thought to follow whatever Daniyal said.
The whole ride Zahra was trying to calm herself internally by taking deep breaths, counting in her head, and trying to create a positive image of Irtaza in her mind so she could be less fearful and less nervous in his presence it worked.
While Irtaza was noticing everything, her every single action and he figured it out that she was dead nervous.
They both reached the restaurant and Irtaza parked the car in the parking area. His actions surprised her when he opened the door for her.
She never expected that from him.
Holding her by her waist, they both went inside and got a table in the VIP section. The restaurant was huge and opulent, with a sweet melody flowing in the air.
"What you'll eat?" Irtaza asked as he studied the menu, which was placed on the table.
"Everything except chicken roast," Zahra replied.
"You don't like a chicken roast?" he curtly asked, still studying the menu.
"No it's too dry and tasteless and I can't even take a bite of it, it's weird."
"Just like your cake. Right?" He teased causing her to fluster up and then she boomed.
"Really? My cake was so delicious. It's not fair! You first said it was tasty and now you're saying that my cake is dry and tasteless like a chicken roast! Now I'm not gonna make anything for you! I promise! It took me two whole hours to bake that cake for you. Now what I can do If I'm a horrible chef and you don't like my cake!! But it was tasty for me! I will now only make things for myself. That's an official end of my cooking!! I was so-" she exasperated.
"If you ain't gonna stop. I will kiss you right here and right now, in front of everyone. Don't blame me later." He stated with a calm tone and placed the menu back on the table, looking amusedly at her face.
And that made her stop, her hands instantly moved towards her lips so he could not kiss her, causing him to chuckle.
"Zahra your small hands can't stop me from kissing you if I want to." He winked at her causing her cheeks to turn red.
He smiled whilst looking at her and then placed the order for both of them.
She was so innocent like a child and he fucking liked it!
After that no dialogues were exchanged as Irtaza was attending a call while Zahra continuously fidgeted with her fingers, feeling out of place. She has never been to such an expensive place.
"What happened senorita?" he asked after hanging up the call, pointing towards her fingers which continuously fidgeted with each other.
"Umm... nothing."
"Then what's happening to your fingers?"
"Uhh.. actually...my family has never been to such an expensive place before. Umm...I feel..feel...out of place." she replied looking down, her tone law as if she was embarrassed.
"Hey Zahra," Irtaza cooed whilst holding her hand.
"Look at me." and she did just that, slowly matching his eyes which held softness in them.
"My everything is yours, you're the queen of my heart. Your standards are much higher than feeling out of place by visiting a mere restaurant. Know your place, Zahra. Money doesn't matter, people matters and I know you're a good human with a pure and innocent heart."
She smiled, he gave her the motivation she needed but it was a non-Irtaza thing for her. She was surprised by his words.
But a sudden uneasiness entered her heart by thinking that Irtaza thinks she's so pure and innocent. His actions were continuously playing with her conscience. Her heartfelt heavy as she breathed heavily to decrease her uneasiness but it was all in vain. She felt like crying for betraying him.
"Zahra how did Mujtaba uncle die?" He questioned after several minutes and that completely shocked Zahra bringing the haunting memories back.
"Why are you asking?" She questioned as tears were already forming in her eyes. Her mind begin to fill with the memories of her father when she used to sleep with him, when he used to smile at her and when he was cladded in a white shroud laying lifelessly in front of her.
"Answer."
"He had a heart attack. His blood pressure shot up because of hypertension and eventually heart attack. He was tensed because of the loan which he didn't even take." She replied looking down, trying to control her tears.
"Loan? What do you mean?"
"Baba wanted 1 million rupees to complete the construction of our house. His snake friend, Asim framed him, he made baba sign some documents in which it was claimed that baba had taken a loan of 20 million from a mafia man, Yawar shahid. He only gave baba 1 million and then fled away with the rest 19 million. And after that every month some goons were sent to our place demanding the money back. Baba didn't know how to pay that money, he was under constant pressure and at last, he died." A tear escaped her eye and she wiped it away instantly.
"Are you sure his name was Yawar shahid?"
"That's what mama told me." She said while cleaning another tear that escaped from her almond eyes.
He listened carefully, trying to put 2 and 2 together.
"I want revenge. I want to avenge my father's death. My baba is no more with me just because of him. I want that Asim behind the bars." She hiccupped as her tears were now freely flowing down her eyes.
He placed his hand on hers and gently placed his finger under her chin, lifting her head. His eyes now look straight into hers.
Grey to brown.
Her brown eyes were red with tears as he wiped her tears away which flowed proudly on her cheeks.
"I promise Zahra. I promise I won't let your father's murderer rest in peace."
His eyes held a promise. A promise that both of them knew by hook or crook he will fulfill.
The whole dinner passed in Irtaza trying to cheer up her mood.