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EPILOGUE :
****2 MONTHS LATER****
"Zoya, where is my file ? Zoya why can't i find anything ? Zoya did you see my watch somewhere ? Zoya..." After two months of marriage, Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan couldn't find anything where he would leave his things, at least that's what he thought, the truth was that he would forget by drowning in his beautiful wife's eyes, Mrs. Zoya Asad Ahmed Khan.
Zoya came in their only to find her dear husband with his collar up and an undid tie hanging around his neck and a cute frown on his forehead while strands of his hair falling on his eyes, searching for his watch in the cupboard's drawers, she smiled looking at him and crossed her arms accross her chest and marched towards him.
Zoya smirked at him and opened the drawer next to Asad's and took out his red file, handing it to him. Then marched towards the side-table of their bed and handed him his watch, he gave his sheepish smile.
"Zoya, did you see my h...?", before he could complete his question, Zoya turned him around and pointed towards the open drawer with her arm resting on his shoulder, and yes, there it was, his handkershief.
Asad smiled to himself and pulled Zoya in front of him and held her by her waist close to himself while she tied his tie around his neck with a hint of smile and little blush creeping up her cheeks at his stare. When Zoya tip-toed to reach his collar for adjusting it, Asad bent closer brushing his stubbled-cheek against her soft one and inhaling her scent making her lose her sense, but then controlled herself.
"You smell so good, Mrs. Khan..." Asad whispered in his husky voice making her shiver ans she slightly turned and kissed his cheek, lingering there making him smile.
"Asad, don't you think you became a little forgetful as to where your things are kept ?" Zoya asked smiling at him and he brushed his nose against hers in an esquimo kiss.
"That's all your fault, Mrs. Khan... You are the one spoiling me... You are the one who make me forget everyth..." Asad got disturbed when his phone rang and made faces while Zoya giggled.
When Asad hung up his phone, he had worn his 3-pieces suit's jacket, he encircled his arms around Zoya while she was folding the clothes Asad had left scattering on the bed, she smiled.
"Asad, there is something poking me from your jacket's pocket..." Zoya bit her lip knowing what she had placed in his jacket.
Asad frowned and removed his arms from her and rummaged through his pocket and took out a stick and looked at it awkwardly as if asking to the object, what the hell are you ? And what are you doing in my jacket's pocket ? Asad glared at it as if angry for not getting answers from the object.
Zoya laughed at his expressions, "What's this, Mrs. Khan ? And why are you laughing ?" Asad asked confused with his cute little frown and Zoya put her arms around his neck.
"That's your contract for being promoted..." Zoya replied confusing Asad even more.
"What are you talking abo...", before he could complete his sentence, realisation dawned upon him, his eyes wide open, his mouth in "o" unable to voice a word out, he slowly put his hand on her stomach, asking through his eyes and she nodded.
Asad picked her up in his arms and twirled her around in his arms making her shriek in delight then complaining about her dizziness making him stop, he put hr down and hugged her close to himself while whispering non-stop thank yous and she rested her head on his shoulder.
Asad broke the hug and kissed her softly, lovingly, as if a porcelain afraid to break in pieces.
"Zoya, you just gave me the world's best news, you just made me... Ahh i dont even have words... Thank you Zoya... Thank you so much !!" Asad expressed while stroking her cheek lovingly.
"You dont need to thank me, you made me the world's luckiest girl by marrying me, having such a caring and loving husband is not in the faith of everybody..." Zoya replied tearily and he kissed her forehead taking her into his embrace once again.
*********
Zoya hid shyly behind Asad when they announced her pregnancy to their family.
Everybody shrieked in glee, Zainab, Dilshad and Najma litteraly jumped on Asad to reach Zoya, he moved away his hands up. Rashid took him in a hug, then Ayaan's turn, both congratulating the soon-to-be father.
After a moment Ayaan spoke with a devilish smirk and whispered, "Hmm... So this time it's true, huh ? Wow Bhaijaan, you dont waste time ! Just married only since two months and Bhabhi is already pregnant ! Waah Bhaijaan !" Ayaan winked at Asad and he muttered 'shameless' before smirking.
"Ammi, Abbu, do you know who i saw yesterday while coming back from office, i was on the road and there was some traffic so i was stopped near the park, and guess who i saw ? I saw...", Ayaan was pleading Asad not to reveal anything through his eyes and Asad being Asad, covered him, "Zeeshan." Asad winked at Ayaan and Ayaan looked at him gratefuly.
Everybody had a good family time together, all were excited for the entry of this future new born baby, their excitement knew no limits !
****8 MONTHS LATER****
After eight months of over-protectiveness, of love, of care, Zoya had been rushed to the hospital when her water broke, with Asad all panicked for his queen and princess, indeed they were going to have a daughter.
Asad was by her side throughout the delivery, himself feeling weak looking at Zoya's state and her cries, but remained by her side knowing that she needed his presence and his re-assurance for the moment.
After many hours, Zoya delivered a beautiful, healthy, little baby. Asad was the first one to take his princess in his arms, he was overwhelmed looking at this angel in his arms, few tears escaped his eyes and he kissed that little angel's forehead after giving her an esquimo kiss.
Zoya looked at both of them in awe, she was now a mother and Asad was her child's father, how could she get luckier, he had proved himself being the most caring and loving husband throughout her pregnancy, taking care of her, bearing all her tantrums and being present at all the stages of the angel's growth.
Asad looked at Zoya who was also crying tears of happiness looking the father-daughter duo. He went and sat beside Zoya, encircling his arms around Zoya's arms, so that both of them were carrying their angel in their arms, Zoya bent to caress her cheek against the baby's, then leaving a feather like kiss on her forehead, while Asad kissed her temple, "Our angel, our Muskaan... (Smile)", both whispered at the same time, the name of their angel, their Muskaan, Muskaan Ahmed Khan.
****5 YEARS LATER****
Asad carried Muskaan in his arms to the emergency of the hospital, when Muskaan bruised her knee while getting down from her three tyres cycle, her cries scaring the hell out of him.
After shouting in the hospital's emergency for a doctor to check his daughter, a nurse came to warn that they were in a hospital and Asad kept shooting daggers at him, shouting on her that his daughter is hurt, she gulped down her saliva and called for a doctor.
The doctor checked on her, examined her, Muskaan holding her Abbu's hand throughout the examination, she was indeed her Abbu's princess, Zoya smiled looking at the scene unfold in front of her, she was pregnant once again, it was her sixth month.
When Muskaan was getting scared for the injection, scared looking at the needle, Asad distracted her, telling her a fairy tale, but he couldnt help but wince secretly when he saw the needle poking in her skin, everything was over and Muskaan's treatment was done.
"That's like my angel ! See Angel, there was this huge needle poking in your skin, but you didn't even cry, Abbu is proud of you !" Asad said while tugging Muskaan's long hair behind her ears and kissing her forehead before picking her up and going out of the hospital carefuly holding Zoya with his arm encircling her shoulder, she shook her head at the father-daughter duo's cuteness.
****18 YEARS LATER****
Asad cried for weeks, ever since his Angel's marriage was fixed he cried as if he was the bride himself, but never cried in front of her, not wanting to make her upset. Zoya would always comfort him telling him that there was Zayd, their son, who would always be there, even though Zoya was herself fighting in an inner turmoil, too emotional thinking that their angel who wasnt little anymore, would be going away.
Asad hid his tears from Muskaan on other days but not today, it was her wedding day, Muskaan had slept last night in her Abbu's arms, keeping her head on his chest while her Ammi kept caressing her hair lovingly throughout the night.
When Muskaan was ready with the help of her Ammi, both had kept shedding tears just like Zainab and Zoya on her wedding day. Then Asad came in the room, admiring how beautiful his angel was looking in a bridal attire, finally, freely, tears escaped his eyes and on seeing them even Muskaan couldnt control her own tears and crashed herself in her father, in her Abbu's arms, while he hugged her back tightly, kissing the top of her head.
Asad kept on murmuring 'my Angel' and Muskaan 'Abbu', while Zoya freely let her tears flow down her cheeks. Asad and Muskaan kept on crying in each other's arms, even Zayd entered the room and stood next to them, crying he also, whispering 'Aapi'. Asad took Zayd into the hug and also gestured to Zoya to come for the hug. They all hugged each other, together, in family, knowing that such opportunities are going to lessen, they hugged telling how much they love each other, they hugged with all their might.
****15 YEARS LATER****
"Can you guys imagine ? Your Naana/Daada and your Naani/Daadi met like this ! Isn't it true Mrs. Khan ?" Asad told their grand-children about his and Zoya's love story.
An old Zoya came and sat next to an old Asad on the couch, while all the grand-children were sitting on the carpet, looking at Asad while he was telling the kids their love-story. Him calling her Mrs. Khan still had the same effect on her, she would blush like a newly-wed, that really amazed Asad.
Asad put his arm around Zoya, "Thanks to that Stalker, who led me to MY Super-Hero...", Zoya said looking lovingly in Asad eyes who smiled back at him, they were together, forever...
**********THE END**********
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