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Anupamaa 29 Aug 2025 Written Update & Daily Discussions Thread
Chapter 28
Zoya nodded and led him towards the stairs. Zeenat stopped them "don't you need your luggage Asad?" She giggled at them. Asad nodded and silently took his suitcase.
As they entered the room Asad can sense Zoya's uneasiness clearly. Zoya was again shaking; fears were again in her doe shaped eyes. Sweat beads crept on her forehead. She was in miserable situation. She gulped down for few times and tried to act normal.
Asad looked up and felt a poignant sorrow over his heart. How can she help her to come out from this fear? She was vulnerable.
"Please, don't get faint again. If you want I can go from here but please wait till Aapi-Jeeju is in sleep." Asad pleaded to her. She nodded with a small movement.
"Umm...you know I don't want...but Appi" Asad tried to form a proper sentence but could not do it.
"Actually I am not sleepy at all, for jet lagging. So you can sleep on the bed. I can sit here and read some books." He said again, pointed at her reading table.
"Mr. Khan I need to tell you something" Zoya inturrpted him with a shaky voice.
"Hmmm...okay...let's sit in the balcony. You will feel easy" Asad said to her. He saw the balcony in the morning
"Umm... you wait..I am coming." Zoya said.
"Where are you going?" asad inquired.
"Umm...I am going to make some coffee. After all we can never talk without coffee at night" Zoya smiled. Asad nodded.
Zoya came back with two mugs of coffee. One with milk and sugar, another is black-bitter coffee. She could not find him. Then she heard the water running from the washroom. She came to her balcony, kept the mugs on the small side table and sat on the swing.
Her balcony was a posh, wide area with a swing, a small hanging garden. A sitting place is arranged on the window sill. A window box is placed where various flower plants is placed, that adorned her window. This was one of her favorite place. In the busy city like New York it is a place like heaven. Anwar made this place only for her.
Zoya was lost in her thought looking at the black eyes, when she felt Asad wrapping her again with a shawl, having a stern look. He was wearing his usual night dress, white kurta-pajama.
"I am sorry, I forgot" She said sheepishly, though she had her pullover on her.
"Yes, I know that" said a grumpy Asad.
"Wow!! This is a wonderful place. I could not see this much from inside" Asad admired the balcony.
"You are angry on me, don't you?" Zoya said in a low whisper.
"Why am I?" Asad asked, he was clearly surprised at her question.
" Ummm...woh...what I did in the morning. I...I can explain...I...woh" her voice choked.
"You don't need to explain anything" Asad told her passing the coffee mug to her.
"No. I need to. If I don't tell you, then I will not have peace" she pleaded.
"I know that, Zoya. In fact I am sorry that I forgot about this and hurt you" He said, sipping from his mug.
She looked at him dumbfounded. "How...how do you know?" she asked in a tone above whisper.
"Ammi told me. Then I understood why you feel awkward when we were alone together anywhere. I can understand what you feel that time. But I was hurt. I shared my past with you but you did not. Maybe I am not worthy of your trust." Asad said in a hurt tone.
"No, Mr. Khan, I trust you. But I could not tell you because I did not want to remember it. But this incident never leaves me alone." She said, with tears brimming eyes.
"Shh...you don't need to remember it" Asad comforted her.
They remained silent for sometimes. Asad went to sit on the window sill, sipping his coffee silently.
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"You know, I always wanted a happy family. Aapi and Jeeju give me that. From them I realized the purity of the bond called marriage. I am living in New York, modern, self-made girl but in my mind I never thought to break this purity of marriage. Like all normal girls I also wanted to marry someone who will love me, I will love him. When Zahid came here, aapi told me her wish. I did not agree at first. I wanted to know him first, wanted to fell in love with him, but they were so eager. I thought it is same that you fell in love, then marry and vice versa. I agreed. He was just like me; a fun loving, extrovert guy. He has an aura that anyone can attract to him. I started to like him. I met him with my friends. We started to understand each other's feelings. But his looks were different. I knew he was not doing all this willingly. There was something else. He tried to hug me each every time but his hands were roaming my body in a direction that was quite visible to anyone that what he wanted. I understood what was this leading to but I could not make up my mind. He said it one day directly but I did not agree. He tried to make me understand but I left him there. After coming home I thought for three days. Yes I was going to be his after a few days, then why was I denying. So I went to his house to discuss my problem. What I saw there, made me hate myself. He was making out with another woman, you know who was she? She was one of my closest friends. He only met her one time and took her to his bed at next time. How can I not recognize him? All he needed was that actually. I wanted to tell everyone. But Aapi-Jeeju went to a party. I tried to reach them over phone but could not connect with them. At that night he came to my house and pretended that nothing had happened and told me he loves me. But I could not tolerate that anymore and shouted I saw everything what he did. He was angry listening to me and he...he...grabbed me...and..and.." Zoya could not finish, Asad immediately shifted from window sill to the swing. He gently held her in an embrace. Zoya cried out loud.
"He was looking like a beast, Mr. Khan. He wanted to rape me Mr. Khan. His lust, his dirty words..I...I never could forget...I don't know how I was escaped. I hit him with a vase and flee away with my bare feet. Then I fainted on the road. Aapi and Jeeju found me there. I was shaking and gasping. They took me to the doctor. When my sense was back, I told them what happened. Jeeju immediately went to find him. But he was disappeared. No one knew where he had gone. But those memories became part of my life like a night mare." Zoya sobbed.
Asad cried silently with her. If he could kill that person now then he would be happy. But that was not possible. He let her cry, shout, spit everything. These needed to be removed from her heart; otherwise she never will come out from this trauma. Asad consulted with Anwar about this and he told that the doctor said to distract her when will she go through the trauma attack. Then he observed Zoya did not become stiff under his touch like the morning. She was crying her heart out. He only sat there, said nothing, made silent promises to be with her no matter what.
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Zoya's head was on his chest. She can hear her racing heartbeat. It calmed her down; it was working like a lullaby. Her sobs became subsided after a long time. This time she invented that she was no getting fear with his presence and she did not fainted this time. That didn't feel strange at all. That felt just right. She abruptly looked up to Asad who opened her eyes sensing her movement. She stared at those black orbs which show assurance, pain, determination and love. She did not tear the gaze.
Asad looked down to her moistened eyes which searching something, then he can see some relief. He sighed and removed his hand from her. He stood up; went to the railing and looked dawn.
She wrapped her arms around herself distinctly missing the warmth of an embrace that she had felt just sometimes ago.
Asad looked down from sometimes then moved back to her. He sat on his knees infront of her and took her hands into his.
"I can't do this to you Mr. Khan. Yes I can't live without you but you have full right to live your own life. I cannot snatch it away from you because of my fear. I did not think it earlier but after morning I thought about it all the day and its better that we get separate." She said in her hoarse voice.
Asad's eyes went wide with shock. What the hell is she talking about? He never thought about to leave her again.
"You can go back from your words but I cannot. As I said clearly in the morning that I love you, I meant each and every word what I have said. I never am going to leave you alone. It is impossible for me to live without you now. So if could not trust me then its fine but I will wait for you." Asad said with determination.
"How long Mr. Khan? It has been five years but I never failed to go through the attack when I faced anything like this. Then how long else will you wait for me. No, I can't do this to you." she cried again.
"You can't decide alone what will be in my life. It is my life and I have right too. Whatever happened in the past I cannot fix up that; but I promise you I will bring you out from your fear. I don't know how will I do that but I will. If you want I will erase your bitter memories with beautiful memories. You just need to have trust on me with this. Please, I want to give time as long as you want. If it needs eternity then I am ready to face it. Then why you cannot just do me a favor by trusting me?" Asad pleaded to her, tear in his eyes.
"Mr. Khan, why are you making it difficult for me? I do not want to ruin your life. Please try to understand." Zoya reasoned.
"No...you try to understand. I am not leaving you, not today, not tomorrow, not in the time I live in this world. If you want to leave after all this, knowing that I will be shattered without you then you can go." He shouted; jerked her hand and went inside.
Zoya thought for sometimes and went inside. He was standing, looking at nothing. Tears were flowing freely on his cheeks. Zoya went infront of him, going to wipe his tears but he shoved her hands.
"I do not need this pretending cares" he was still angry.
"I am not pretending, Mr. Khan, you know it very well." Zoya rebarked.
"Then why don't you listening to me? Please trust me once." Asad pleaded again.
Zoya stared at him for few seconds then said
"Okay. Mr. Khan I will try again, for you. Don't you dare to say again that I am pretending?" Zoya said in a mock anger.
Asad pulled her for a hug. Zoya buried her face in his chest. Asad's breathing fanned on her shoulder; she felt goosebumps on her body again.
"Don't get faint again Mrs. Khan" He chuckled.
"Don't worry. I won't. We are practicing it for sometimes and it did not make me awkward anymore." She smiled back.
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Originally posted by: royalsgirl93
it was gooddd
good to know that zoya is opening up and asad is there for hergood update !!!
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