Hello to all my sweethearts ! 😃
Ok so here i am, my exams were good still have french and english tomorrow but i'm ready for them 😆
So now i'm back with the last part of this SS *hiding behind the sofa* 😆 , yes this story will be over, but before that i just want to thank u guys a ton ! 🤗 Thank you for all your love and support, for all ur encouragement, for all ur sweet words ! U dont know how much every little words of comment mean to me ! ❤️ i just love u guys for all that ! 🤗
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So this is it, here you go with the last part of my Short Story : Stalker leading to the Super-Hero... I hope u enjoy 😳


PART 13 (LAST) :

Asad and Zoya couldn't be happpier, the two weeks passed with all the functions and rituals, a lots of teasing and a lots of stolen moments for the lovebirds, they were so happy, although they were eager to be married to each other, both enjoyed whole-heartedly all the functions, the attention they got and the chori-chori romance.

But today was the D Day, today they are going to say Qubool Hai to each other, they are going to belong to each other fuly, by being tied in the holy constitution odf nkkah and they just couldn't be happier, but something was for sure eating Zoya up, Zainab, her Ammi would have to live in this house alone. Although, Zainab didn't say anything to Zoya, her daughter felt her mother's sorrow hidden behind the happy tears brimming her eyes. Today, Zainab was the one getting her Zoya ready as a bride. Both cried silently when Zainab was getting Zoya ready, when finally Zoya was ready sitting in front of her dressing table, Zainab fixed the dupatta on Zoya's head.

"You are beautiful, my princess...", tears escaped both their eyes once again and Zoya couldn't hold herself back anymore, she got up, turned around and hugged her mother, both crying their hearts out, Zainab in the sorrow of her only daughter leaving and Zoya in the sorrow of leaving her mother, alone.

"Ammi...", Zoya sobbed on her mother's shoulder, "I love you, Ammi...", Zoya cried and Zainab cried along and kissed Zoya's hair.

"I love you too, my princess... Your Abbu must be proud of you from where he is, always watching over you, my baby...", Zainab tried to console her daughter even though her own tears couldn't help but flowing down her cheeks, Zoya tightened her grip on her mother.

"Ammi, isn't it possible for you to come along with me ? I don't want you to live here all alone..." Zoya continued to cry.

"Princess, it's not possible, you are my daughter and mothers don't go with their daughters to their in-laws... From today, you are going to start a new chapter of your life, my baby, along with Asad, and i know, he loves you a lot, he would never intentionally hurt you and he will always keep you happy and i'm not worried since your mother-in-law is Dilshad, she always treated you like Najma, as her daughter, you are going in the most loving family, and you are going to be a part of that family, i'm not worried..." Zainab broke the hug and cupped her daughter's face, explaining, reasoning Zoya but got interrupted by a voice.

"If the bride's mother can't live at her daughter's in-law, she can at least live there as a friend, as a sister...", the mother-daughter wiped their tears and turned around to a smiling Rashid and a teary Dilshad.

"Rashid, i can't...it's inappropriate...i mean...i...Zoya...", Zainab replied stammering but Dilshad came forward and hugged her, tears flowed down once again from Zainab while Rashid caressed Zoya's head seeing her teary, Zoya hugged Rashid tightly, missing her own father.

"Zoya Beta, from now on i'm not your Rashid uncle anymore, i'm now your father and you are my daughter just like Najma is...", he said while kissing the top of her head, she found herself crying tears even more, Rashid's words were really touching the bottom of her heart, she missed her father so much but now somehow being in Rashid's arms were giving her a fatherly care, a fatherly love.

Dilshad broke the hug with Zainab and wiped her tears, then she took Zainab and Zoya's hand in hers, "Both of you are family... Zoya's my daughter as well an Zainab, more than just my friend, you are my sister, and as a sister you can live at your sister's place...", Dilshad said smilingly, but Zainab was still hesitant.

"But Dilshad... what will people say ? I mean like this, living at my daughter's in-law's place, i don't think it's a good idea...", Zainab hesitated looking from Dilshad to Rashid then got her attention back to Dilshad.

"Zainab if we will care about the society, then we will have never ending restrictions, don't pay attention to the society, just live your life, if you will keep thinking about the society, then you will never be able to live your life and be happy !" Dilshad reasoned her and ven Zoya squeezed her mother's hand to tell her to agree and finally she agreed.

"By the way, what are you guys doing here this early, there is still time for the nikkah and the barat to come ? Besides there must be a lot to do at your place too, so what are you doing here ?" Zainab asked Dilshad and Rashid after wiping her own tears.

"Mr. Groom send us here ! Although, they are not allowed to meet and talk, the groom and bride can't seem to stay without talking to each other !" Dilshad teased a blushing Zoya, then kissed her forehead, "I'm happy to have you as my daughter and my Asad's wife, both of you make each other happy... So, yes Mr. Groom sent us here for this matter only, yesterday Zoya told Asad about her reluctuance at leaving her Ammi alone her and all of us understood, you can't stay here all alone, so he's the one sending us here to convince you in coming at our place...", Dilshad said proudly about her son.

Zoya just fell for Asad all over again, he's the one who's making all her wishes come true, she couldn't be happier, she couldn't be luckier, she had Asad in her life, her Asad...

Soon, Rashid and Dilshad took their leave but Zainab also told them thats she won't come along with Zoya but will come tomorrow.

Zainab left to do the preparations left before the guest come after kissing and hugging her daughter. Zoya then toook her phone and sent a message to her Asad.

"I love you so much... <3"

"I know ;D and i love you more...<3 ;-*"

"When are you coming ? :$"

"Have patience, Ms. Farooqui, sabar ka phal meetha hota hai ;P"

"Ms. Farooqui ? I don't know any Ms. Farooqui ? :s"

"You are Ms. Farooqui but i will make you Mrs. Khan, today itself ! Just have some patience... ;)"

"That's what i don't have left... I can't wait to become finally and officially Mrs. Asad Ahmed Khan !"

"Oye hoye Ms. Farooqui, hitting on your would-be husband ? ;D"

"Yes ! Any problem ? I have all rights on hitting on my would-be husband but if another witch comes to hit on my would-be husband, then... :x x("

"Don't worry Ms. Farooqui, your would-be husband is already crazy about his would-be wife that even if some witch comes, she will be nothing in front of my Zoya... :-*"

"Promise ?"

"Promise !
PS : i love you Zoya ! <3"

"I love you too...<3"


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After hours of wait, the barat from the groom's side finally came, Asad's eyes were only roaming around in the hope of having a glimpse of Zoya but to no avail.

"Don't worry, Bhaijaan. Zoya is more than ready, she must be coming..." Najma smiled at her brother, he just smiled and caressed her head lovingly.

When Asad heard everybody's breath hitched, he knew that was it, he knew, she was finally there, ready, for him... He slowly turned around to face her, and was mesmmerized by her, she was coming down the stairs, looking breath-takingly beautiful in her bridal attire, ready as his bride, finally the day had come, the day they dreamt about, the day both would be finally together. Zoya looked up through her lashes and saw him staring at her with all the love reflecting in his eyes, blush came creeping up her cheeks, adorning a red matching to her dress.

Finally, they said Qubool hai to each other and when they looked at each other afterwards, they felt it, they were finally and officially Mr. and Mrs. Asad Ahmed Khan, they were brought together to click pictures and Asad took the opportunity to slip his hand into hers and intertwined their fingers together and whispered, "Nikkah mubarik, Mrs. Asad Ahmed Khan...", and when nobody was looking he kissed her cheek, making her blush.

After taking pictures, having the blessings of the elders, it was finally time for the bidaayi, Zoya hugged her mother and cried even though knowing that she would come tomorrow, it just felt different, as if she was leaving her life behind, she cried but Zainab consoled her. After that, Asad took her in his embrace, she was still crying, and he made her sit in the decorated car's backseat where he took a seat beside her, hugged her, and kissed the top of her head. She finally stop crying but still rested her head on Asad's chest and he encircled his arm around her shoulder pulling her close to him as if hiding her in his embrace.

"So, finally Mrs. Asad Ahmed Khan !", Asad said after a moment trying to lighten her mood and she smiled a little, "I heard that my wife didn't had the patience left to become Mrs. Khan..." Asad said winking at her.

This time Zoya broke away from him and kissed him passionately, pouring all her love for him in that kiss and this time even Asad respond to her kiss as passionately as her, not caring about the uncomfortable driver and when they broke away for oxygen, still resting their forehead against each other, eyes closed, Zoya said it once more, "I love you, Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan !" Asad couldn't get enough from her saying her feelings towards him out loud.

"And I love you more, Mrs. Asad Ahmed Khan !", Asad said after caressing her cheek and pecking her mouth once again, she just hugged him, hugged him close, trying to be as closer as possible to him, when they broke away, Zoya realised that she was sitting in his lap and the driver all red, embarassed for being a witness of their love exhibition. Zoya blushed and trying to get down from his lap but he wasn't letting her go, finally he let her sit upright on the seat next to him, after whispering in her ear, "I'm letting you go now, don't expect me to do so tonight..." he winked at her making her go all red.


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Zoya entered the Khan Villa as the Khan's daughter-in-law, although everybody knew that she was more a daughter than a daughter-in-law. After all the rituals, it was now night and Zoya was brought in what used to be Asad's room which is now their room, she had been seated on the center of the bed when Asad came inside, she suddenly felt very shy, when he came towards her and sat beside her on the bed. Slowly, he pulled her veil up which was covering her face and looked at her, she had deep shade of blush on her cheeks, when she looked into his eyes, she just hugged him out of shyness. He chuckled and hugged her back. That night they became two bodies and one soul...

It's not the end, but the beginning of new lives, together...


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PS: i know i was too cheesy at the end ! 😆 but truly said, i'm overwhelmed, i finished this story, last time i finished a story , i had finished it in a rush... Anyways, i hope u guys liked it and for the last time please leave comments behind 😳
Lots of love to all my sweetheart readers ❤️