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Chapter 43...
poor zoya.. after little happy moment... more misunderstanding...
she cause this herself...
make asad mad...
Hi Sadia...
I am so so so sorry for late comment...I enjoyed this beautiful long update...like to read the each days happenings...I like that Asad consult with doctor...& Zoya's feelings when he keep himself away from her...so nicely written...Zoya didn't surrender but there is the desire for him...that is what Asad want...she feels the same just like he feels for her...finally they became one...beautiful...!!!!Loved it dear...Miss u a lot & again sooo sorry...continue soon...Thankew so much for pm 😊
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Chapter 45
"..Meri Khamoshi Se Baatein Chun Lena
Unki Dori Se Taarifein Bun Lena.."
Next Morning
Asad was the first one woke up from his slumber in the following morning. He was happy, content, he stared at the ceiling for long time relishing the every passionate moment he spent with Zoya last night. Well that was not a dream, was it? His mind panicked as he remembered last 14 days he was dreaming this same thing again and again. He turned his left reluctantly hoping it was real and there she was, sleeping peacefully at her side of the bed, his eyes wandered from her head to toe to scrutinize every inch of her. Her hair was fanning over the pillows, all disheveled, her eyes were closed, on her lips there was a hint of smile. He eyes then goes further and he found her one hand clutching the bed sheet over her chest reluctantly. Then it hit his head, a small curve appeared in the corner of his lips when he realized that what happened last night was reality and he finally won her.
He suppressed a yawn and shifted near to her. She was in deep sleep and he could not believe that they did it last night. He never thought he was so lucky that within 14 days he turned the situation of Zoya's mind which was stagnant for last 5 years. He thanked almighty Allah and placed a light kiss over her forehead and at the same time Zoya sighed in her sleep, mumbling she had turned her back to him. He sighed again and looked at her smooth back and his breath caught. What had he done to her? There were scratches over her back. How much he hurt her like this? Guilt took over his feelings again. He did not want to be harsh but he could not control himself also when Zoya by herself breaking his resolve. He was vulnerable as Nazma left them, he was excited as Zoya was again with him, he was ecstatic when he saw all her desires and pent up passions, all were triggered him at the same time that he lost himself. She kept chanting his name which was like honey for him and he became more possessive with each time. "Ya Allah! Hope she is not much hurt." There was a sudden urge that he wanted to wake her up and asked her that she was okay. He decided to drop his idea as he wanted to give her time for sleep.He recalled that she liked to sleep late in the morning. He walked back to washroom to prepare himself for the day.
As the hot water skipped over his body he felt more relaxed. He closed his eyes.The memories of passion filled night came back to his mind and he was grinning like a fool. His best night of his life, he himself did not know that he could act that way. Only he knew how these 14 days were like hell to him. Every minute he wanted to be with her when he decided to avoid her. He increased this avoiding dose one by one as per doctor's advice. Every time he played a card and Dilshad had always conveyed how Zoya reacted by that. He then contacted with the doctor and when doctor give him a green signal about the progress then he played another. In 14 days Dilshad and Amreen both helped him equally in order to make a stable Zoya. They also informed how she was feeling more restless as the days passed, every time he wanted to punish himself when he got the news of her restlessness from Dilshad. He wanted to go near her and shield her from every bad thing in the world. But he had to stop himself because of her, because of them. Although he decided to tell her the truth behind his avoidance last night but he did not realize that Zoya was already broke all her insecurities.
Asad was dreading for the moment when would she scream about Zahid. He did not tell anyone but he hated it when Zoya screamed his name every time he tried to intimate with her. This Zahid gave him a bitter taste in his mouth every time and he hated Zahid more than anything. To his surprise Zoya did not speak about Zahid for a single time and this made him more complete, happier.
I wish I could love you like you Asad. I wish I could love you more after the morning's incident. He recalled her words after their first session. His eyes fluttered open suddenly remembering her words, what did she mean by that? Did she know anything that he did not notice? What was it?
He came back from washroom and took his clothes for changing. Then he looked around the room, the room was in a mess. Zoya was sleeping in between the crumpled bed sheet. All her and his clothes were lying here and there. Her rests of jewelry were lying carelessly here and there on the floor, on the side table, over the bed. He took all together and started to fix all things in their places. He was blushing like Zoya when he remembered how those things came to make a mess.
After being dressed he sat on the Zoya's side of the bed. Zoya was til asleep. He caressed her face lovingly.She stirred a little but again went to her dream land by no time. He bent down to peck her forehead. Then he left the room. He had many things to do.
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Zoya woke up an hour later when sun rays hit her face. She peeked through her lashes only to find herself tucked in a less messy bed that she saw before going to sleep. She turned to look for her husband but found the bed empty.
She was feeling happy, no worries. No insecurities at all, she felt light. She smiled shyly.Soon her smile replaced with shriek when he eyes fell on the clock.
"Allah Miyan I am late." She hastily went to washroom in order to make her presentable for the day. Once she was infront of the mirror she looked at her disheveled hair and a shy smile adorned her face. She blushed profusely remembering the touches of Asad, placing her hand over her skin.
"Allah how will I go infront of him now? Well Zoya stop being a teenager! He is your husband and every husband-wife does it then why you are embarrassing like this Talking about husband then where is he?" Zoya whacked her head and took shower. After that she came outside in order to find the room all clear without the bed.
"Mr. OCD Ahmed Khan" she muttered herself, smiling inwardly. She make the bed clean and went to help Dilshad.
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"Assalam-O- Aleikum Ammi and Didan" Zoya chirped.
"Waleikum Assalam" they greeted back in unison and Dilshad looked at the beaming Zoya carefully. She saw that Asad had gone for his work early in the morning.
"Umm Zoya, Khala is going back tomorrow and I am also going with her" Dilshad said. Zoya's eyes softened and she realized all fun filled days were finished. She ran to Amreen and hugged her tightly.
"I will miss you Didan. Please try to visit here soon."
"Well, that's depending on you. In what time you will give us the good news" Amreen said sternly. Zoya was baffled for sometimes and then blushed with every shades of color. Uff!! They knew? These much embarrassment. She wanted to swallow in the earth this time. She fled to her room mumbling she had urgent work. The duo burst out of laughing.
Zoya entered the room and tried to calm herself. Her eyes fell on the piece of white paper on the side table with a yellow Zaravera flower. Why she did not notice this before? She opened the page to read this:
Mrs. Double Asad Ahmed Khan
"Going for some extremely urgent works. Will try to come soon. I love you always. Only remember that and miss me."
Asad.
Zoya was angry now.
"Work! Work!! Work!!! He never could think without works. Boring person. Allah Miyaan. How will I manage this man? How I fell for him knowing he is so boring?" Zoya pouted.
Whole day she waited for his call. She wanted to call him too but her ego stopped her. Why would she always call him? He could call her once at least. Her anger rose every time when she looked at her cell. With this she turned off her cell by the time of evening and concentrate over helping Amreen and Dilshad.
In all these moments she forgot that indeed Asad fulfilled his promise to her. He mended her insecure heart with his love and tenderness.
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Asad was inspecting the whole site infront of him. He wanted to surprise Zoya after finishing the whole project but he could not keep it to himself now. So he decided to break this news for her. He would bring her here and would give her a half surprise, after all she deserved to know why he was busy this much last few days. He finally finished the renovation of her house which was now settled for the administrative building of the orphanage. He spent all the day to fix all the tiny bit details and surprisingly Zoya did not call him all day long. He brushed his thought and headed to the mall to pick the gifts he had ordered for her "Moohdikhayi" ritual.
In the mean time Habib called him informing that he was closed to solve the mystery of Zoya's parent death case. Habib did not disclose much information to him only said that prepare for some dirty and devastating news. Asad rooted hearing the cold voice of Habib. Was this too bad that what she knew? He kept thinking how to prepare Zoya for the worst. Little did he know that more than Zoya he needed to be prepared for this news?
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At night
Asad had entered the house very late at night. He went to the mall for shopping and then got stuck with Habib for giving him some details about her parents' death. Habib gave some important information saying that it was not just an accident, there was something more. Habib was waiting for the missing clues then he would clear it to Asad. Asad did not realize it would take too long time.
He closed the door without any sound and turned around only to find Zoya sleeping on the couch. She was waiting for him ofcourse. Asad had found her cell phone switched off when he wanted to inform her that he would be late at the night. Then he had called Dilshad saying not to wait for him at dinner. He would be late and would have dinner there. He sighed looking her face. In order to give her a surprise he was missing some small yet very important moments with her. He went to their room first for making the bed and then he had changed and came to living room. She was sleeping like a log. Asad pressed his temple clearly disturbed as he could not talk to her. Then he brought her to the bed and kept her on her side of the bed.
He turned off the light and climbed into bed on his side. He was hell tired but instantly wrapped his left hand around Zoya. He pulled her closer to him in a swift motion causing her to wake up. He let her kiss him, mumbling something in her sleep then wrapped herself around his body before both fell into a deep sleep.
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Next Morning
Asad woke up early in the morning only to find her on the prayer mat. She was looking serene in her white attire. He kept looking at her. They literally did not talk to each other after that night. He kept looking at her until she finished the prayer. She looked at him longingly after keeping her mat in the cupboard, placing herself on the bed again.
"We are leaving early today." He said in a sleepy voice.
"Where?" Zoya asked in a small voice too. She was trying to hide the hurtfulness in her voice. Asad sensed that instantly but remain silent.
"Somewhere, you will know by yourself. Now please get ready." Asad answered to her.
"You have problem with my morning sleep don't you?" Zoya snapped this time. Asad chuckled inwardly. Their relation is on the track of their normalcy. He wanted to fight with her every day like before then to pacify her with his love and tenderness. She did not know him fully now. He would sopil her everyday and would fix her in every night.
"Well yes almost I have a problem with it. I want to see my bed clean and fresh before I go for jogging" Asad had retorted back. Zoya almost went to verge of her crying but controlled herself. She was not going to cry infront of him. People said husband-wife bond strengthen after consummation here they are going in opposite direction. All his care, tenderness vanished just after one night.
"Okay. I will be ready within half an hour. But atleast tell me when will we return? I mean Ammi and Didan is going to Indore today. So..." Zoya could not finish her line as Asad cut her in the midway.
"I know that I talked to ammi about it. All is okay. We will see them off before leaving"
Zoya nodded and went for changing.
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Asad and Zoya took leave from their Didan and Ammi. Didan kissed their forehead and wished good luck to them. Asad kissed their foreheads and wished them a safe journey.
"Please inform me when you will reach there and don't worry about us we will be okay." Asad told to Dilshad.
"Asad, both of you can't spend a day without a fight. But this time please keep it in your mind that Nazma is not here anymore. So she can't be a referee now." Dilshad said to them playfully but her comment made Asad lamented. His eyed becoming moistened and he hastily left them saying he was going to bring the SUV.
Zoya sighed inwardly when Dilshad mentioned about their fight. He already did that in the morning.She thought inwardly but plastered a sweet smile. She did not want them to worry about her, besides Asad was sad remembering Nazma. Only she knew how he was missing Nazma after her nikaah.
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Two hours later
They reached their destination. As Zoya's favorite hobby was sleeping in her ride, so she slept all the way almost. She tried to make a conversation with Asad at the first but Asad was upset and preferred to be silent. She did not force him much and in a spur of a moment her head plopped down on the sit. He sighed heavily. From this a positive thing was she did not see where they were heading. He shook her by her shoulder in order to wake her up.
"Zoya we are here" he said softly. Zoya rubbed her eyes and skipped off the SUV. She was still under the influence of her latest sleep when Asad almost drag her inside the area. She looked at the familiar place but could not recognize at once. There were many people working and construction works were going too. She looked at Asad with questioning eyes and Asad had turned her to the two storied building and placed a piece of paper on her palms. She looked at the paper and then the building. Her eyes invented the nameplate of the gate. "Farooqui Villa."
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Asad remain rooted in order to gauge her reaction. He stepped back from her to give her the time to cherish her past memories.
She went step by step to the building. She stood there for sometimes then placed a hand on the wall as if it would bring her past back. She could remember her mother's laugh, her father's advice and her giggles. She was here with them. She soaked with her past memories for sometimes. Tears were making their way silently. Then she opened the piece of paper on her hand. All looked blurred at first. After sometimes looking at it blankly she again tried to read it. The only thing she could read was Zoya Asad Ahmed Khan. She frowned and wiper the tears and then she read the whole deed. Asad had exchanged it from the construction company by another land. She read each and everything very carefully and recognized that land was selected for his dream project. Zoya got the shock. He left the land of his dream project for fulfilling her dream! She knew how excited he was when they finalized the graphics of his project. He was just going to start that project and he just broke it because of her! Then she went through the page where Asad handle this property to Zoya. Her eyes whipped of to search him. There he was talking with one of the workers. She could not take it anymore. How come he loves her this much? How many times he would sacrifice for her. She fell on her knees clutching those papers. One side she was elated for her past and other side she was showered with her present, her future. She was blessed and she was thinking just in the morning that his love is lessening. How come she even thought about it?
Asad turned around after sending the worker when he saw her sitting on the floor. He rushed to her.
"Zoya what happened? Are you okay?" Zoya, Zoya!!" Asad shook her and she broke down hugging him tightly, asking forgiveness between her sobs.
"Why are you crying? I wanted to give you a surprise. You are not happy? Your dreams will come true soon. Look at the building, I renovated it just the way you designed it." Asad had rocked her and explained all the details that he was hiding from her. Zoya's tears subsided after sometimes.She looked at him with gratitude, love and respect.
"Why you leave your dream for me?" She asked him in a low voice, tightening her grip over his. Asad remain silent for sometimes.
"Who said I left my dream, I just postponed it. I could not let your dream go away when I have options. Just don't be upset. It is with us now and we will fulfill your dream no our dream together right. Now there is no I here, there is always us..we..right? So does it matter who's dream is fulfilling now and who's later, let's just enjoy our dream in the presence of Ammi- Abbu's dream." Asad tried to reason and it worked. Zoya wiped her tears and caressed his cheek. Then she tagged him along with her rest for of the time while exploring her past, watching what was done and what would needed to be done.
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In the Afternoon, Orphanage
Asad - Zoya came to the orphanage after exploring "Farooqui Villa." They had taken their lunch in a restaurant and then Asad had insisted Zoya to come with him here as he wanted to introduce her with the children. Zoya obliged. She did not break the news that they already knew her. Well not as Mrs. Asad Ahmed Khan but as their teacher. This time Asad would be surprised. She smiled inwardly.
They entered the orphanage and gave the chocolates to the matron for distribution. Khala came near them. She was a little bit surprised to see Zoya in a saree and Asad with her. But before she could tell anything all children burst over them, thanking Asad very much. Then they hugged their Asad Bhaiya. They also hugged Zoya addressing her as Aapi. Asad was confused at once when he looked them hugging Zoya. He did not introduce her then how did they know her?
"Asad Bhaiya you are looking gorgeous in your jeans" One of them shoted.
"And you too Aapi with saree. We always saw you in jeans or in Salwar Kameez" All of them stated together. Asad looked at Zoya with admiration and then he looked at her with questioning eyes. Zoya bit her bottom lip in order to suppress her smile. He was looking adorable.
"How do you know Zoya?" Asad asked no one in particular.
"She is our teacher" All exclaimed loudly and clearly. This was the time when Asad was shocked. He looked at her again and she nodded silently.
Khala came near to them realizing the mystery. "So she is Mrs Asad Ahmed Khan"
Asad was nodded just like a lost puppy and then Zoya said how she was here; He shook his head in disbelief. He just could not believe it that they were actually related with each other before their nikaah. He just fell in love again with her. Then he heard that Khala was scolding how Zoya hide her identity two days ago after knowing his story.
"Not only you but she did not tell me too" Asad said in a hurt voice. He now realized why Zoya was behaving strangely at their Walima.
"If I told it you all before then you would not be surprised like this." Zoya winked at him. He clearly understood what she was telling. She just took revenge what he had done just few hours back. He was elated and and ecstatic knowing the new information about her.
They spent the whole evening with those children, stealing gratitude glances from each other. Then after dinner all demanded to hear a song from their Bhaiya and Asad had obliged. One of the staffs handed him a guitar and he sang with his beautiful voice
Baadal tale armaan chhupe
Jinhe dekhta tha main dur se
Barse hain ab wo pehli baar
Koyel ki wo meethi chehak
Mitti ki wo geeli mehak
Chhu gaye dil ko pehli baar
Wo yaadein jo ho gayi thi gum
Bhuli bhuli wo bachpan ki dhun
Kahan milte jo hote na tum
Zoya looked at him. Today she discovered a child inside him. He laughed; he played with them as if trying to memorize his childhood with them. It was his song.
Manzilon ke vaaste
Chhute the jo raaste
Woh mil gaye hain pehli baar
Khoya tha jo haunsla
Woh aaj humne pa liya
Ik arse mein yeh pehli baar
When Asad looked at her she smiled at him. He also smiled and asked her what happened with his eyes? Zoya nodded in negative. She was his "Manzil" and this orphanage was their "Raste." She stared at him when she realized the meaning of his song.
Suraj ki yeh roshan si dhoop
Chanda ka wo makhmal sa roop
Chhu gaya mujhko pehli baar
Nadiya ki wo behti dhara
Kehti mujhe apne ghar aa
Chal chali main wahan pehli baar
Wo jhoolon pe yun lehrana
Wo bebajah phir muskana
Kaise hote jo hote na tum
This was for the children. They reminded him about his childhood, he enjoyed his childhood with them now which he could not do in his own childhood. Zoya's eyes again became moist. This song was appropriate for this situation.
Manzilon ke vaaste
Chhute the jo raaste
Woh mil gaye hain pehli baar
Khoya tha jo haunsla
Woh aaj humne pa liya
Ik arse mein yeh pehli baar
Zoya was listening to the song intently. This is his life's song no their song. He said nothing is his or her now. All is theirs.
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They were walking towards their SUV. Zoya was too much silent. Maybe because of all the events, Asad was also silent as he was trying to absorb all the coincident in between them. Suddenly he stopped there making Zoya looked back at him with confusion.
"You know what? I saw her here for the first time and coincidentally she was wearing a white salwar Kameez with red Dupatta. I used to come there" Asad said unmindful, kicking a stone on the road, pointed the NGO at the opposite side of the orphanage. (Asad's dream girl- Chapter 23)
Zoya rooted there at once. She had worn a white saree with red net lace. She looked at her saree and then to him. She knew very well about whom he was talking. Her world crashed right there. All the fuzzy feeling and love again took shelter under the insecurities. Asad passed her by the time. He was about to open the passenger door when he realized what he had said. He looked at Zoya. She hastily wiped her tears and plastered a smile on her face.
"Sorry" he mumbled when she came near the SUV. He ruined the innocence of their moment. He cursed himself for that.
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Zoya was sitting on the bench reminiscing all the moment of their day. They passed a day with full of revelation. She was fidgeting with her pallu remembering the last moment of the day. It indeed tormented her. Then her memory drifted back to their night before. She jerked at a time when she realized she actually could not memorize any bitter moment on that night. No Zahid, no crying.
"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 could not just do me a favour by trusting me?"
Indeed he kept his promise. He gave her all the time. He erased all her bitter memories with beautiful memories. She trusted him fully. Yes. Why was she thinking about his non existing past? He cleared that he did not even see her once. Then how did it matter to her now. He gave her all the happiness then why she was lamenting just for the one sentence. He gave his everything to her and that's the matter for her. The warmth love was back again.
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Asad silently entered his room after taking dinner with two mugs of coffee. Zoya totally avoided him after they reached to the house.He tried to talk to her but she was in no mood for talking. He scanned through the room but Zoya was no where to be seen. He looked through the window and she was there on their bench. He took small steps towards her, she was hell angry with him, he knew and it was entirely his fault. She was gazing the stars and speaking to herself.
"I don't know how I will take all these Ammi. He fulfilled all my wishes. Am I able to fulfill his dreams Ammi? I am a bad wife Ammi"
"Ammi she is lying. She is a wonderful wife, the best I would say. Also the best daughter and best sister" Asad said aloud looking at the sky after keeping the mugs on the bench. She alerted at once, wiped her lone tear.
Zoya silently launched herself on him wrapping her arms of his waist. He caressed her back softly and he was thoroughly surprised looking her normal state again.
"You are not angry." Asad was surprised.
"No, why would I?" Zoya was also surprised.
"I...I thought you would be angry as I was away for whole day yesterday. You also did not call me to know where I was. So I thought you...may be...your cell was switched off...what I said at the orphanage..I.." Asad stuttered.
Zoya frowned listening to his explanation. Then burst out of laughing. Asad looked at his wife. After a long tiring day her laugh can make him all refreshed. She was laughing catching her tummy.
"Now that was not so funny I guess. Why are you laughing at it?" Asad said in a sulky voice.
"You were thinking I was angry and that's why you were giving those puppy looks to me after reaching home? ha ha ah...Asad." Zoya was laughing again.
Asad yanked her flush against him, startling her at the moment before she could resist. Her smile faltered and a tension raised thick in the air. Zoya immediately tried to make a distance between them but Asad did not let her go. His dam had been broken that night. He had given her fair share of her time, now no more. Their time had begun from that night and he was not in mood of letting go their time just like that.
"Well let me clear to you and burst your bubble. I was busy with some preparations whole day with Ammi and Didan. I could not call you as I was busy. I was distracted because I was missing Ammi and Didan. Lastly yes I was angry but not anymore" Zoya was giving explanation with very much difficulty as Asad successfully distracted her by placing her hair aside over her one shoulder and nuzzling the other shoulder with his nose.
"So you did not miss me?" Asad asked her with a tone as if he was dazed. Zoya was not in the normal state either. She started to loose herself there.
"I..I did" She stammered, trying to concentrate more on the conversation than Asad's ministrations.
"Me too..I want you every moment with me." He mumbled and then pressed his lips over her shoulder. Zoya turned back to him with wide eyes deciphering the meaning of his last sentence.
"Oh..I ...I woh actually..I.." Asad fumbled with his words.
Zoya's eyes softened with this and she raised her head smiling. Asad at once took her in his arms. "I have something to show you."
Zoya raised her eyebrow with suspicion. "You will see by yourself" He mumbled into her lips again. There coffees were forgotten a long ago.
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They entered the house and closed the doors and lights in the way to their room. Zoya was still in his arms.
When they entered the room Asad placed her on the dressing table stool. She frowned. Asad made his way to the cupboards and brought two boxes. She was more confused now.
Asad took a rectangular velvet box and opened it. Zoya's eyes went wide. There laid a black pearl set with a gold matching earring. She gasped, mesmerized by the beautiful ornament pieces.
"I ordered it for your moohdikhayi gift." He said in a husky voice. Zoya nodded in a daze.
Then Asad took a pair of anklets. It was simple but having wonderful designs. "Well this is your mehendi gift." Zoya looked at it with awe.
"Make sure that only I can hear the sound of these. No one, I mean no one is going to listen it." He said with a cold tone. Zoya said nothing just nodded silently. He was giving one by one surprises, she would have heart attack.
"Only these?" She said with a sarcastic tone. Asad raised his eyebrows then said.
"Only these. Don't flatter your self much. These are only for rituals." He said in a stern tone while fidgeting with his wedding ring. Then he left for changing.
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Zoya was keeping all her gifts to the cupboard securely. She just wanted to change into her night attire and wanted to sleep. She placed those in the drawer and closed it hastily. In this process her pallu stuck there. She just pulled it with a jerk; the full drawer came out with and fell with a thud, its all content spread all over the floor. She whacked her head and tried to arrange the drawer again.
Asad rushed near her hearing the sound and found her arranging the drawer. He went near her observing she was all okay and then told her to go for changing. He would do the rest. She nodded and went from there. While coming from the washroom she had kept her feet over something which broke. Asad by that time almost arranged the drawer. Only some things were needed to be arranged.
Zoya took the thing which was under her feet and she was shocked for the umpteenth times for that day.
"Asad what is this?" She asked in a very low and shocking tone which made Asad shiver. He was keeping a dairy in the drawer but stop in the middle. He turned to look at her and as expected she was crying. He went near to her still holding the dairy, preparing himself for a long explanation. He forgot about it long time ago. Otherwise he would definitely remove it from the drawer.
"Ummm, Zoya I am really sorry I forgot to remove it from the drawer actually it was her...I found it one day she was running from there, playing with the children...umm" He gulped his saliva preparing himself for her lecture but it never came, only she came on top of him with a sheirk.
"This is mine Asad. This is my Ammi's earring. I lost it one day while I was playing with the children. Thank you, thank you, thank you Allah Miyan" She brought another piece of earring infront of him from her handbag. He stared at her for a long moment. His mind boggled with all the information. The day is too long. All news coming one after one was making him dazed.
"You mean you are HER? You mean you ...you...you are that girl I saw...I thought I loved..." Asad could not continue. The dairy he was holding fell from his hand. He held his head with his hands trying to process all these things.
Zoya frowned as she looked at the dairy. She took it from the floor; the dairy looked familiar to her. She had the same dairy which had lost some days before their nikaah. (Chapter 3)
One night after her tiring day she was returning home. Suddenly some people started to follow her and whistled around. One of them came near her and brushed his palm over her arms. She was terrified. She started backing from them, turned and ran to the dark side of the road. But alas! They saw her and chased her. When she thought she could do nothing to prevent them, a headlight fell upon on them and a man came to them and made her free by beating them. She was panicked and ran from there without thinking anything.
Yes she lost her dairy that day. But how it could be here? Is that mean he was her savior? This time Zoya sat with a thud. Asad looked at her then at the dairy. He started to give another explanation but Zoya stopped him. She knew this story. "Why you did not try to send it back to its owner?" She just asked the simple question.
"I tried but no address was there only her name was written. Then I need to go to Mumbai, I kept it in the drawer in order to check it later but what happened after that you know. I forgot about it also." Asad said with a tired tone. Then Zoya came near him and opened the first page and the name "Zoya Farooqui" was clearly and proudly written on it.
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Asad looked back at her eyes after acknowledging all the information. Her eyes were brimming but there was a smile on her lips. He smiled broadly pulling her to him on his lap realizing the ultimate truth of his life, her life and their life.
They tried to deny each other in their life but Allah had entwined their life long time back before they knew each other. But now as they were given they were not going to deny it.
Asad picked up his new found lover, blushing wife in his arms and made their way to the bed. Both were grinning like an idiot. Night was too long indeed.
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A/N -
Well I was not thinking this at all when I introduced Asad's dream girl in my story. I thought a random girl because he is a man and he can like any one, then first Iqra (bubble007) told me to make it as Zoya. She can't tolerate any random girl for Asad than Zoya. Then I got many requests to turn the girl as Zoya. I could remember some names like akaswan, Linsie, Zola007, Rosered1 and Anopoma. (Sorry if I am missing anyone). So here this chapter is for you readers who wanted Asad's dream girl as Zoya. I hope I have made sense with this story.
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