ASYA (KABHI) FF- Given and Denied- Thread 3- Chapter 24 to Chapter 32 - Page 98

hey Swapno...no update tonight???😭

Originally posted by: lovephilic

ap aj update kren gi??

Originally posted by: akaswan

Very good udapte bubby 😃

I'm very happy that Zoya is coming out of her sher 😊

And Asad is always patient 😳

I really want to know that os going to happen in their date

Continue soon please🤗

Originally posted by: Missvishtoofani

wow its beautiful

Originally posted by: LoveOnlyAsYa

So cute... please update soon n pmme for the next part too.

Originally posted by: nehi0015

waiting 4r update...

try 2 update b4r 12pm ...bcoz i can't wait until nxt day evning 2 read it

Originally posted by: treasure11

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UPDATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Originally posted by: BeYourself

hey Swapno...no update tonight???😭

Originally posted by: swapno

Thank you so much buddy🤗

I am happy that you are happy😃

well date is coming...and also a surprise...😉

wait please...it is only within 30 minutes...

Chapter 32

Zoya was waiting for his response. She replied to him immediately but it had been nearly an hour he did not reply back. She was really happy. Her smiling was not leaving her beautiful face. She was thinking to call Asad when Dilshad knocked her room door. She hugged her when Dilshad entered her room.

"What happened beta?" Dilshad asked her with glowing eyes.

"Today I am so happy, I don't know why? I am flying without wings Ammi. It is such a warm and fuzzy feeling inside my heart, I am just can't get enough of it." Zoya clasped her hand with a glee.

Dilshad nodded her head with her childish antics. She can remember how Zoya behaved last two days. She knew the reason. Asad had told her everything what happened in the party. She had decided to not intervene in their relationships. She was holding something in her back.

"I know why you are so happy" Dilshad winked at Zoya.

Zoya gave a shy look to her. Dilshad shrugged her shoulder and smile broadly.

"I love him, Ammi. I knew that for a long time but could not say it to him." Zoya flung her hands to Dilshad again. Dilshad held her and said "then tell him now, he will be happy." Zoya sighed and said I will try.

"I know, Zoya. This is really not very easy for you. But you know you have to learn to let it go. Asad will wait for you as long time you want but please also consider one thing too beta. Don't take long time. It will ruin both of your future" Dilshad explained to her and Zoya nodded.

"Have I said you before that you are the most amazing and coolest mom in this world?" Zoya said ina whisper.

"Well you said it many times. Please next time come with a new line" Dilshad handed the parcel to her and kissed her forehead before leaving her room.

Zoya looked at the parcel which was addressed as Zoya Asad Ahmed Khan. She wondered who sent her that parcel. She tore the parcel and found a purple color saree with black thread and sequins work that adorned the hem and drape. There was a note with it.

"Can you please wear? I love to see you in a saree. You looked ethereal that day."

- Asad Ahmed Khan.

Zoya admired the handwriting. Not only is he handsome but also his handwriting. She thought.

"Allah Miyan! What is wrong with me? Why I am being so cheesy. Oh I better go to get ready." She hurried to the change room as she had not much time in her hand.

After getting ready she looked in the mirror. "Who is she?" She left this smiley Zoya long time before. She could not remember when she was so happy, really happy.

She was combing her hair. She kept her hair loose on her shoulder neatly. Otherwise Asad's OCD will be kicked in and he will be engrossed to fix her hair like all the time he did. She smiled and blushed for the umpteenth times in that day.

"Ya Allah! Why can't I stop blushing?" She thought again blushing with the line.

She was again lost in her thought when she heard the knock on her door. This time it was Nazma.

"Zoya. Bhaijaan has sent the car. He said he will go there directly, driver knows the address."

Zoya's smile faded away listening to this. He was not here to take her by himself. Is his work more important than her? She was thinking some irrational things. Her eyes were stung with tears. She pushed all negative thoughts out of her head this and went out to her room.

Dilshad and Nazma were waiting in the living room. They gave her their best smiles and admired her. Zoya bid good bye to them and started for hotel.

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The car halted at the entrance of a hotel and there he was standing for her. All of her doubt had gone when she looked at once of her husband. His eyes showed that he was tired after his all day long works but his half smile assured her he was not regretting for this. Her fuzzy feelings were back again. She stepped out of the car and burnt then and there under the intense gaze of his. The deep red color again adored her cheeks. She lowered her eyes with a shy smile.

Asad stood their like a fool gaping at his wife as if he was seeing her for first time. "Ya Allah! She is here really" He could not believe this. He hastily moved to take her to the inside. A table was set for two, with candles and flowers at the center. Dinner was set on slow burners on a side table.

From a distance, his eyes caressed her from head to toe; he couldn't take his eyes off her. She looked ethereal.

Dinner was a quiet affair. Each was thinking that another one will start the conversation. Only their eyes carried out their unsaid conversation grazing each other's face.

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After dinner, Zoya was expecting something. Like dance or some arrangement by Asad to express his feelings to her. But she found no music, no arrangements, nothing. She narrowed her eyes waiting for something but Asad ignored her. He yawned out lazily and led her to the car. He took the car keys from the driver and sent him to his home. Asad climbed on the driver's sit saying her to get in. Zoya huffed in annoyance but could not tell him anything. She lost all her enthusiasm. She was wrong. This man never could be romantic. She gathered all the courage for this date and here he was taking her to the home after a boring dinner. She looked out at the windows; lost in thinking that how will she reprimand him when they will reach home and also gave a lecture how to arrange a romantic dinner. He did not even say anything about her looks today. She wasted hours to look beautiful in his eyes.

"Akdhu Kahinka" she muttered to herself.

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Asad enjoyed all the range of her expressions from anger to frustration on her face. He smiled inwardly. He was looking at her and admiring her. Her frustration did not less her beauty though.

"Today something was different in her make up." He thought, later he found out the something. It was her blush! He tried to irritate her more.

"Ummm...Zoya how was the food? It seems you did not enjoy it" Asad asked in an innocent tone.

"It was fantastic infact I never ate such type of Thai food in my life, thank you so much, Mr. Khan" Zoya said in a stern tone.

"Oh! You are welcome. Next time we can go there again" asad was trying hard not to smile.

"I am never going out with you" She said to him angrily.

"Why?" He asked again.

Zoya gave him an incredulous look. She tried to open her mouth but no sounds came out. She shrugged her shoulder and leaned into her seat again.

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Zoya looked at the outside of the car when it stopped. She saw they were not in their house. She looked at him questioningly when he smirked at her. He stepped out and opened the passenger door taking a baffled Zoya into nowhere. Zoya slipped out of the car and looked around, her eyes going wide when recognition dawned on her. They were at the park with the lake but on the other side! She turned to look at him, her breath hitched when her gaze fell upon him leaning against the passenger door of the car, his arms folded in front of his chest. Zoya was struck with how handsome and powerful he looked. After the long day of his work, still wearing that black shirt her favorite one, his jacket was in the car. This was a man whose aura making weak on her knees and Zoya found herself getting lost into the dark pools of his eyes. She gulped down some air, in hopes of calming her hammering heart.

He walked over to her and held out his hand. She looked at it then up at his face before lifting hers and placing it in his. His fingers curled around her hand and he tugged her forward as the two started to walk.

"Where are you taking me?" She asked.

"The boat" he pointed out the only boat standing at the edge of the lake.

"Okay. But why I did not see it before?" She pouted.

"I don't know, because you were buzy to admire your husband." Asad said without looking at her. She turned at him and blushed hard again. She went with him. The boat was decorated with flowers and small beautiful lights. She was mesmerized.

"Allah Miyaan! You arranged this! For me" She was smitten.

"No. I arranged it for that vegetable seller who informed you about Nazma's consent to her marriage" Asad gave back her lines.

Zoya glared at him. "That's not funny okay?"

"It is funny, Zoya. Who questions like that when she is in a date?" Asad said seriously.

Zoya could not answer back readily. "You are just disgusting." She said after sometimes.

"I know that. Now let's go." He said. He stretched his hand and helped her into the boat. She sat on the seat and Asad sat beside her.

"You can handle a boat too" Zoya was surprised. Asad gave her a wide smile.

He took the boat in the middle of the lake. They sat there sometimes silently. Zoya was shocked to see all the arrangements again. The flowers and there faint scent made her dazed. Asad was observing her reaction. She bent down to touch the flowing water. It felt so amazing to be alive at that moment. And, then she got an idea. With eyes filled with mirth, she gathered water in her palm and threw to Asad who was trying to find her feelings. Asad's eyes went wide and he glared at her.

"I am sorry" She mumbled sheepishly, lowering her eyes just to receive the water at the sudden moment. She shot up her gaze looking at him, he was smiling.He had shifted to her side. There bodies are almost touching.

"You should laugh more, you really look handsome when you laugh" Zoya blurted. Asad's dimples dippen on his cheek. Zoya could not hold her urge this time; she stretched her hand to touch his dimples. But at the same time Asad turned and his lips grazed her palms. Zoya felt the shudders passed.

"Ummm...mmm" Zoya started. But stopped as he clasped his hand over her mouth then pointed her gaze to the sky. She looked up incredoulously and was surprised. There were thousands of sky lanterns and all are blowing from near the park. She looked from there to her man who was now looking upwards placing his hand around her shoulder with a smile. She saw sky lanterns in the sky before as they were arranged in Christmas times in New York but today it was not the same. The mere presence of a person changed the whole feelings, in this scene, inside her. She again looked at the sky. There were more lanterns now. Some were looking like stars. She was lost in the sight infront of her. She felt Asad shifted himself a little far but she resisted. He looked down to her. She looked up to him nodding her head in a negative.

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Asad was mesmerized by the sight infront of him. Thousands of sky lanterns were in the sky. He loved this scene always but today it is different. He sighed and remembered he was to close to Zoya. He tried to make some space but Zoya protested. He looked down to her and lost his last bit of control. He was lost in her beautiful eyes.

"Zoya," he said gently. She peeked up at him from under her lashes and gave him a small yet shy smile.

"You look beautiful," he said. She blushed again but her smile had widened.

"Thank you" She had said. Without thinking what was he doing he leaned on her, captured her lips, just for few seconds and then he realized what he had done. He was withdrawing when he heard Zoya's voice

"I love you, Mr. Khan." He pulled from her and looked at her eyes trying to absorb that was real.

Zoya nodded again and this time she raised her head to meet his lips. He was lost again. Her hand raffled his hair, trying to pull him more closure if possible. They were lost in their own little world. Her hands held onto his muscular arms. His arm was around her waist, pulling her flush against him while his other hand held onto her hair, holding her head in place as their lips were working together.

The two pulled away breathing heavily and Zoya fluttered her eyes open to look at him. He stroked her cheek lovingly and kissed her forehead.

"How lucky I am to have you with me," she told him. Asad smiled at hearing the honesty that laced in her voice.

"I'm the lucky one. I never imagined that anyone would ever love me," he replied to her. He lifted her hand and pressed a kiss on her palm.

"I love you," he breathed. Zoya's heart soared again and a bright smile illuminated her face.

"I'm glad," she whispered. Asad looked at her, he was content and happy. Tonight is the best night of his life. Well this is applied for Zoya too.

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A/N - That's all for today. Finally I made it. I am not good this kind of romantic staffs. It took several hours to write the last part of this chapter. But I tried my best. Hope it is worthy to wait.😳

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