FF Beintehaa Ishq [Zaya story with a twist]last chapter -pg106 - Page 39

Originally posted by: harsh_pree

I rarely used to come online..bt ya..i always make my goodmorning by reading this itself..i really love ur story..it is just aesome..some tym it will be emotional some tym funny..u are really a good writer..nt only good..very very very much good writer..
Keep it up


-Mariya

Originally posted by: zaya.fatima

Chapter 13

Aaliya thought that Zain had a facial before going out with Alisha😆

And Alisha's compliment:

cutie...chalet phirte machine gun ho tum ...killer ahhh,and his shy reply

It was hilarious 🤣

what Aaliya have done with him it was too much But at the and when he laid his head on his La's shoulder and winked at Aaliya it was awesome

& Sorry for late comment

Originally posted by: nashfa

Awesome Update sim

poor zain he's suffering a lot

But i can understand aliya's pain

I am loving the precap

Continue soon

Riya

Originally posted by: zaya.fatima

Yeah that line was actually epic

Our Zainu baba is too smart he was trying to kill two birds with one stone😉

Dosron ki nazar main saza magar apne lye maza😆

Originally posted by: zaya.fatima

I don't mind you see...and pulled her towards him ...streaking her hair and face with his fingers ...she could smell his musky odor mixing with a bit of weird heat ...a built-up to let him kiss her ...

It was hot SIM😳

OMG Aaliya's determination to sent him back its horrifying but Zain abdullah's determination is no less

These lines when she said to Rehman Tabhi toh ...who bahut accha hai ...par mera dil bahut bura ...usse jaana hoga ...

Continue soon

Originally posted by: manny136

Great update. Poor zaya but im glad zain took things in his stride instead of breaking down. Aliya was mad at the lie he told la but it was kinda funny lol But once they got home reality hit, aliya is so confused and zains determination is making her resolve break. Even rehman is on zains side and aliya is in her own pain as well as she feels zains pain. Will she break and come with him coz no matter what zain aint leaving. Cant wait for the next chapter.

Originally posted by: lovablegirl--

chapter was wonderful lil funny more emotional 😉 BT loved it n these lines omg
tum na ek kitaab jaroor likhna ..1000
tarekhe satanae ke...superhit hogi ..aur
haa pehli coopy mai hi kharidunga
...mujh par hi aajma rahi ho na ... I just love it
cont soon

Originally posted by: Tom-and-Jerry

awesome update sim!!!!!!!... beautifully written👏..aww aliya❤️ she still cares for him ...ohh god zainuu ..kiti besharam aahe ha mulga☺️ ..loving him more nd more..intresting precape ...super exicited 😛..continue soonish..waiting 😳

I know you all are sad ...so lets do something different ...this was written yesterday night ..with a kid jumping on me 😆 ...and redited today...

Apart from one chapter that I am eagerly waiting for you all to read ...this is the next best one...

Dedication: No one but my sweety pie ...Harshad , the last part of the chapter I could just see one face ...feel one essence ...of a man this actor so strongly potrayed ...this ones to that Zain Abdullah ...who will always be my heartbeat ...This Zainedils ...dil ...Harshad this ones specially for you, stay blessed hero. You have no clue what ur innocent face did to my writing ...its magic ...and i wish you just all the happiness in the world ...loads and loads and loads of love cutie ..

Chapter 15

Pichar Pichar

The night seemed long and dull ...it was an extended holiday ...a long weekend ...Aaliya was still shaken from last days trauma...she never wanted to hurt him ...but the more she had pushed the more he resisted ...and end up hurting him...

At night the voices in the crowd didn't let her sleep ...and when she was restless ...she walked towards the balcony...he was still gazing at the wild dark starry sky ...

He felt he was being watched so looked towards her door...she was hiding he smiled...he knew she wouldn't sleep...she would be restless , he got up and walked away...

She started searching for him ...the curtains moved more hush hush now...as a dark head under it was straining to see where he disappeared ...

Zain knocked softly and waited for her to open or speak...she didn't ...so he slowly pushed the door ...

she was still searching for him outside...peeking through the curtains in the darkness...and silently rustling the noise of her breathe ...

Zain walked slowly without making noise ...she was peeking her head from the curtain ...trying to see where he was ...his bed laid empty ..maybe washroom ..hmm may be ...

She almost screamed when he kept his hands on her shoulder ...

The room was pitch dark...

As she turned back to see his glazed brown eyes ...the streaked moonlight ...melting them ...in her heart ...ravishing ...his eyes always pulled him towards her ...fluidifying her resolve to keep him at a distance ...

Dil mein jaagi..

Ishq waali manmarziyan, manmarziyan

Zid ki maari (yun to solah)

Bholi bhaali (saavan)

Mannmarziyan (aaye gaye) Mannmarziyan

Kya hai ...aur bina izazzat kamre mai aaye kaise ...

Da...knock kiya tha...par tum khidki se kisikoh dhoondh rahi thi ..chupke se ...yu apne hi ghar mai choron ki tarah kyu taak jhaak kar rahi ho...

Dekho Da ...chachu shareef aadmi hai...aise harkatein tumhe shobha nahi deti ...

kuch tu lihaz karo unki izzat ka...aise ek handsome prani koh bahar khulle mai sulakar ...niharana acchi baat nahi hai ...control karo ...samjhi ...

She looked at him ...he was smiling like usual

Da ...mujhe dhoondh rahi thi na...bechain thi na ...

She made a face ...mai bhi tha ...

Abb talak se

Kuchh alag si manmarziyan.. Manmarziyaan..

Hum zameen pe (bheega man ka)Toh falak se (aangan)

Manmarziyan (iss martaba)...Man marziyaan..

Da.. uddas ho na ...mujhe bezzat hota nahi dekh sakti ...toh phir kiya kyu ...

She kept quiet ...

Ohh tumhe laga mai chala jaunga ...

She starred back...

Sikkon jaise

Hai uchhaali...Manmarziyan, manmarziyaan

Zidd ki maare (yun to solah)

Bholi bhaali (saavan) Manmarziyaan, manmarziyaan (aaye gaye)

Da...mai bahut ziddi hu ...moti chamdi ....he was laughing ...

Be-adabsi ...Par gazab si

Manmarziyan, manmarziyan

itne asani ne se nahi jaunga, tumhe kuch bada karna padega ...aur tab bhi mai tumhare palu se hi chipka rahunga ...aise...he turned his arm in her dupatta ...

Daman chuda ke toh dikhau ...

Hosh khoya

Par sambhali manmarziyan (yun to solah)

Manmarziyaan (saavn)

Zidd ki maari (aaye gaye)

Bhooli bhaali manmarziyan, manmarziyan

Tumhe bilkul sharam aati hi nahi kya ...maine kaha mujhe mat chuna..tum phir shuru ho gaye ...aaj ki baat bhool gaye ...ya phir yaad dilau ...

Da...yaad hai sab kuch yaad hai ...sabot bhi hai mere paas ...

pata hai poore tees kharochein lagi hai ...

haa ...ek choti wali maine count nahi ki...who tumhare khanjar nakhun se laga ...jab tumne mere haath maroda ...

Words that stabbed her ...she just couldn't face him ...

Tumhari kartut hai ...tum bughto ...mujhe gine ka koi shaukh nahi ...

Da...maine abhi tak davai lagai nahi ...tum laga do ...

Zain ...jao yaha se ...

Accha theek hai mai hi laga dunga ...waise bhi kaun hai yaha mera khayal rakhne ke liye ..akela hu na ...aur akela mehsoos bhi koi karvata rehta hai ...he looked at her with sad eyes ...

Lagao davai ...mai khadi hu yaha ...she just couldn't get more angry at him

He took off his shirt smiling ...as he realized she had turned her face ...

Par Da ...mai lagaunga kaise ...peeth wala kharoch bahut bade hai ...dekho dekho dikh rah hai kya ...

She starred back...he was right ...it was a big streak ...her sad eyes ...started crying now...as she wiped her tears fast and composed herself

Baitho ...he readily sat ..thinking now the touch is inevitable ...she will apply ...and he was very happy, he wanted to heal his soul ...and making her touch was just a start

She thought about it for a second and walked towards her dresser to get a spatula ...that is generally used to apply wax/cream ...

She took the medicine on it and started applying ..he felt the cold steel on his back ...not the warmth of those fingers that had applied balm on his back, once very long back ...just cold metal that had no feelings to it ...he kept quiet ...letting her finish it ...the pain now twisting his little fingers ...

she turned her back when he wore his tshirt again ...reminding him of how she had shyed away in the hotel room post their second divorce when she had acidently seen him shirtless...

That day ...he was angry ...today he was hurt ...she made him feel isolated ...

He turned back...Da...ho gaya ...kapde pehan liye hai maine ...decent hu ...dekh sakti ho....

She looked at him ...he looked different ...

Da...mujhe haath bhi nahi lagati tum...mai kya itna bura hu ...tumhare choona se nahi piglunga ...haa mere choone se tum zaroor pigal sakti ho...he moved close ...as she stepped back ..

Da..har waqt ehsaas dilate ho na ki mai ajnabee hu tumahre liye ...pata hai zakhm itne dard nahi dete jitni tumahri yeh harkatein tadpate hai mujhe ...

koi baat nahi ...mujhe andar to aane diya kam se kam ...ab chalta hu ...so jaana ...theek hai ...

Khamoshiyan ...Awaaz hain...Tum sun ne toh aao kabhi

Chukar tumhe khil jayegi...Ghar enko bulao kabhi

Beqraar hai baat karne ko...Kehne do inko zraa

Khamoshiyan.. Teri meri khamoshiyan

Khamoshiyan.. Lipti hui khamoshiyan

She turned away ...kal tayaar rehna ...movie jayenge ....he smiled ...

Sach mai aaogi ya phir kashif koh mere saath bhej dogi ...koi bharosa nahi tumhara...

Ab jyada baat kit toh tickets fad dungi ...jao ...

Da...I love you ...mujhe pata hai tum bhi mujhse bahut pyaar karti ho ...

As he walked out smiling ...she became tensed...

Kya uss gali me kabhi tera jana hua...Jahan se zamaane ko gujre zamaana hua

Mera samah toh wahie pe tehra hua...Batao tumhe kya ...Mere saath kya kya hua

Khamoshiyan.. Ik saaz hain...Tum unko hilao zraa

Khamoshiyan.. Alfaaz hain...Kabi aa gun-gunale zraa

Beqraar hai baat karne ko...Kehne do inko zraa

Khamoshiyan.. Teri meri khamoshiyan

Khamoshiyan.. Lipti hui khamoshiyan

How could she go...she dint want to encourage him ...and not hurt him either ...but she had to keep her word ...so movie it was ...

Morning was fun, he was intentionally washing clothes in front of her ...

Zain Abdulla, looked hot and sexy with a bare body and jeans smearing that toned waist ...so hip and hot that Aaliya couldn't keep her eyes off them ...and to top it he was ridiculously cute with some foam on his face and neck...

He looked up to see her ogling at him ...

Kya hua kahi pyaar toh nahi ho raha hai aapko Madam...he asked ...

She closed the door and walked away...still thinking hard how to hate him ...

He laughed as he started washing his clothes ...he had no clue how important washing machines were

Lunch was super fun as Zain had cooked quiet well ...all of her favorites ...when he got a call...

He looked at Aaliya ...

Da...zarrori kaam hai ...teen ghante ke liye bahar jaana hai ...jaao...

Rehman looked up at him ...he couldn't believe Zain was asking permission ...

Aaliya felt a bit odd ...to behave rudely with him ...as her dad was looking at her ...

Jao...she left the table ...he smiled as Rehman still starred at him ...

Kya hua ...chachu

Yeh aise pooch kar jaate ho...

Haa...

Kyu...

Who naukri se nikal degi toh ...tankha kate toh chalega ...par naukri nahi jaani chaiye ...he burst out laughing ...Rehmaan too joined him ...

haa beta waise bhi kisi company ke CEO se khana pakvane ki baat hi alag hai ...they both gave a hi-fi as Aaliya eyed their growing love ...he was winning all of them ...

When Zain walked in the evening ...he was very very happy ...

She wanted to know what he was upto ...but kept quiet ...

Da... aaj bahut mazaa aaya ...

She looked at him cold...

Mujhe pata hai tumhara peth dukh raha hai ...jaana chahti ho na mai kaha gaya tha ...Nahi batunga ...mera secret hai ...

She looked closely ..he had a brown wrist band ...a pretty thick one...

He saw she was looking closely ...he flaunted the tight band....La ka gift hai ...pasand aaya ...kaha hai kabhi nahi utaru ...

She was irritated ...they had started meeting behind her back...he was her friend too now ...she was not in the picture ...a bug of jealousy stung her ...losing him to someone was more bothering though ...

Tayar ho jao ..jaana hai ...

Da...please aaj koi tamasha toh nahi karogi na ...

agar karne wali ho toh bata do...mai andar capri pant pehn leta hu...

muscle acche hai ...par kya hai na ..mere paav kuch jyada hi sexy hai ...aise flaunt karta raha toh saari Jaipur ki ladkiya pagla jayegi ....she didn't react ...

Jao ...aur dus minute mai car mai milo...

Continued ...

Continued...

He stood near the car...with excitement ..he hated watching movies ...but this was the only way to get three hours of company ...he remembered the Bangalore horror move and how he had held her hand ...maybe he should have taken again to another horror movie...

He heard her footsteps and turned around smiling as he saw her ...and his happiness faded away ...

She had worn a burkha, top to bottom plain black, her head covered completely ...her eyes were behind a double sieved mesh ...and nothing of her was visible...

He hated it when she had done that in Mumbai ...and he knew she hated to wear it too...he realized ...she was still hell bent on hurting him...making him feel lonely

She sat in the passenger seat ...

Da...yeh kya hai ...

Burkha ...a squeaky voice came from that drape of black clothes ...

Who toh mujhe bhi dikh raha hai ...par tumne kyu pehna hai ...

She kept quiet ...

Oh ...taki mei humesha ki tarahtumhara muh nahi dekh pao...

har lamha mujhe chedna zaroori hai kya...

ek had baar thodi narmi dikahogi toh kya jayega tumhara...

mujhe sazaa dene kea lava tumhare life ka koi doosra maqsat hai ya nahi ...

Her breathing had increased ...

Tumhe ghutan hoti hai...gaye baar mumbai mai bhi hui thi ...aise apne upar itna attyachar mat karo...

Rehne do ...nahi jayenge ...movie hi toh hai ...

aise sadme bhare mahol mai dekhne se to accha hai ..ghar par andhere mai baithu ...jaise tum bithathi ho ...

Nahi chalo ...her confident voice told him to start the car ...

Par Da...

Maine kaha gadi chalao ...aur haa mujhse javab ki ummed mat rakhna ...mai tumse baat nahi kar rahi hu ..

Da...tum mujhe apna yeh adhoora ehsaas dila dila kar tarsate rehna ...ek din yehi ehsaas tumhe katega ...meri baat yaad rakhna ...

Naddiyan ka paani bhi khamosh behta yahan

Khilli chaandni me chappi laakh khamoshiyan

Baarish ki bondu ki hoti kahan hai subah

Sulegte dilon me khamosh uthta dohua...

Khamoshiyan .. Akash hain...Tum uddne toh aao zraa

Khamoshiyan ehsaas hain...Tumhe mehsoos hoti hain kya

Beqraar hai baat karne ko...Kehne do inko zraa

Khamoshiyan.. Teri meri khamoshiyan

Khamoshiyan.. Lipti hui khamoshiyan

He started the car ...a bit angry...by the time he reached the theater ...it was crowded ...Zain remembered juhu beach and how she had held his hand ...tight ...wish he could have held her ...

today ...told her how much he values her ...but she and her anger ...her hatred ...these three triplets were inseperable

He finally held her hand...seeing the crowd , it felt strange ...it was too hot ...and silky ...he wondered if her touch after a prolonged time was causing it ...only to see her hands were covered with long silky black gloves...the sight of which pickled his eyes red ...

She didn't want his touch ...

He smiled ...Da ...pair mai socks bhi pehne hai kya ...

The black head turned towards him ...the mesh becoming more dense ...

Nahi theater mai mai tumhare pair ke saath chedkani karne wala hu ...agar haat mai gloves hai toh waha bhi kuch daal lo...bachogi nahi...he held her by her waist and merged her petite figure in his ...as her shocked fumes reached his eyes from the mesh ...

Welcome ...Sweetheart ...as he coaxed her step to walk as close to him ...

The movie...Aaliya dosent remember ...because Zains legs, his hands ...and his face kept on crawling on hers ...he used the moment to the tilt ...whispering naughty lines in her ears ...and wriggling on her gloves ...moving his toes on her legs ...

Moments later ...his fingers were wriggling alongside the edges of her arms ...

Da...keeda hai ...darro mat ...mai hu naa ...kambhakt koh aise maslunga ki phir uth hi nahi payega ...

She was terrified...it was a top class Bhojpuri movie ...he or most of the crowd had no intrest in the content as Aaliya realized the sole purpose of most of the couples in the theater was to snuggle and do coochie-coo...

she numbed ...he had planned everything so well...and now she was trapped ...he had the keys and her gloved hand held tightly in his palms ..there was no escape

Her bundled up form ...was sweating ...dying to shout out loud ...as Zain ...told in her ear

Mogambo khush hua ...that wicked smile ...resonated in her inner soul

Da ...tumhare chehra aur avaz na sunkar bhi mai itna pagal ho jaata hu ...sununga toh bokhla hi jaunga ...yeh joh tumhari khusboo hai an ...yeh behka deti hai mujhe ..his face nuzzling in her black robe...

Zulmi ...sweet torture ...kar rahi ho ...mere dil pe ...as he gently moved his hand on her back ...towards her neck ...and finally resting his arm on her shoulders ...the popcorn packet fell down ...

The arm holding her in a firm grip almost pushing her towards him ...

Yeh ...mujhe andhere mai rakhne ke liye ...mujhse baat bahi karne ke liye ...

Da ..us din popcorn kha rahi thi na tum ...ab mai kahunga ...waise bhi tum bol nahi sakti ...toh ab joh joh hoga ...usse allah tauba kehkar bhool jaana ...

His hand moved below the neck and loitered on her back...digging his nails ...in a rhythmic manner ...exciting her and enticing her ...arousing her needs...

Yeh mere un kharochon ke liye ...joh har lamha tumhari nafrat ka ehsaas dilate hai ...

his hand had fisted...as the knuckles ...knocked gently on her dress...

Yeh woh har khatkhahat ka ...joh tumhare kamre mei aane se pehle mere haton koh guzarana padta hai...

aur mai poora fayda uthanae wala hu ...joh karna hai karlo...jitni berukhi karni hai karlo ...jaha khada karna hai karlo...ab nahi peeche hatunga ...

His hands took her arm in his ...putting them in a loop...as he twisted in his grip ...he kissed it ...yeh mere haath marodne ke liye ...

..He took her gloved hand in his mouth ...wetting them ...biting one...she gulped down the pain ..

Yeh ...mujhe nahi choone ke liye tha ...mere peeth ki taraf se ...

The legs ...were not spared either ...as his leg started moon walking on hers ...first her sandal came out ...as the salwaar ...was shrinked ...by his big toe ...he moved it along the realms of her smooth skin ....

Yeh un lamho ke liye ...jab maine tumhare challenge mai ...us mitti mai kaam kiya ...pata hai kitna dard hua tha ...mere pairon koh ...har ghante ke wasooli lunga ...

As his hand started the descent towards the hip...her breathing increased ....

Yeh ..un pathro ke taraf se jiske nishan aaj bhi mere pairon mai gade hai ...

He could feel she was getting hot too...as he slowly moved on ...the hands reaching the stomach over the dress...

teasing it with provocation ...yeh mere haton se khana ki tareef na karne ke liye ...mera tohfa ...

Ab aayega mazaa ...teri har kosish koh nakamb karunga ...

Teri nafrat koh apne beintehaa pyaar se ...suli par chada dunga ..

He stopped...as his hands held her from front ...and the second one from her back ...his head in her shoulder ...and a deep husky voice ...gently singing ...

Muskurane ki wajah tum ho
Gungunane ki wajah tum ho
Jiya jaaye na, jaaye na, jaaye na..
O re piya re..
Jiya jaaye na, jaaye na, jaaye na..
O re piya re..

O re lamhe tu kahin mat jaa
Ho sake toh umr bhar tham jaa
Jiya jaaye na, jaaye na, jaaye naa..
O re piya re..
Jiya jaaye na, jaaye na, jaaye naa..
O re piya re.. piyaa re..

jo mile usme kaat lenge hum

Thodi khushiyaan thode aansu baant lenge hum

Jo mile usme kaat lenge hum
Thodi khushiyaan thode aansu baant lenge hum
Jiya jaaye na jaaye na jaaye na
O re piya re...piyaa re ...

As her body froze to the moment ...a moment where in she had wound up as a cocoon ...and his soul was weaving a thread ...she wanted to scream ...but stopped as she realized ...a wet feel on her shoulders ...tears that seeped down towards her naked skin ...piercing her layers of clothing ...

She wanted to break away her barriers ...as the sound in the movie hall ...echoed her mind ...chale jao ...

He uttered ...I love you Aaliya ...bahut akela ho gay hu ...kis muh se maafi maangu yeh bhi nahi maloom...jab maaf karogi tabhi chain aayega ...bas sukoon chaiye ...sirf tumhare daman mai milta hai woh ...sona chahta hoo ...har cheez se doori rakh sakta hoo...par tumse nahi ...maaf karna ...tumhari kahi har baat thukrayi ...par nahi rok sakta ...nahi baand sakta ...har din tootunga ...par aaj ek din sirf tumhare saamne bikharne do ...I love you ...

As he cried ...for a full 5 minutes ...and then slept on her shoulder ...not moving ...not wincing ...

SIM

Pre-cap: A mad and angry Aaliya and an equally mad Zain ...