So to all my sweethearts readers! 😃
Here is the update, i dont know if you will like it much 😆 and yes i got some requests about adding more of AsYa romance, i will try my best 😉
@sasir: indeed i wrote in the 1st chapter that Zoya "loves" Ayaan and then i said in the next chapters that she never loved Ayaan, here you will get the explanation to this confusion 😉
CHAPTER 8 :Before leaving the doctor asked Zoya to take rest and gave some sleeping pills to her so in no time, Zoya had fallen asleep but still holding tightly Asad's hand, fearing that he would go away. Dilshad had also left. Asad was caressing the back of her hand with his free hand, then lay next to her on the bed, feeling the bed deepening Zoya went closer to Asad, snuggling into his chest, he smiled and placed his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to himself and then he didnt even know when he, himself had dozed off. Even though, he knew that he had to talk to Najma but right now, he felt more important to stay with Zoya, almost guessing about her fear of being left alone, and by his presence, he wanted to tell her without uttering even a word but letting her know that he would always be by her side, he wont leave her, whenever she would see by her sides, she would see him, always and forever...
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Dilshad saw Najma coming out of her room, seeing her, Dilshad got up and went into her room, ignoring Najma. Dilshad was too disgusted by her daughter's words and deeds that she couldnt even stay in the same room as her!
Najma got hurt with Dilshad's behaviour towards her and once again went back into her room crying on her bed, letting her pillow soak with her tears, she couldnt understand why were they all against her, after all, wasnt Zoya's deeds obvious of her intentions?! But still, in a day, or rather in a night, Zoya had won her family's heart at that point, that they chose to trust her, rather than trust their own baby! She couldnt stop crying and cursing Zoya for what spell she had threw on her Bhaijaan and Ammi, that they had thrown her Ayaan Bhaijaan out of the house and even banned his name of being taken in their house.
Now she was sure that her Bhaijaan will take Zoya's side, and Zoya, she would be successful to distance her from her Asad Bhaijaan ! But he promised her that she will always remain his baby ! Will he get into Zoya's words and stand against his baby ?
All these thoughts were making her cry even more, she wouldnt be able to bear this, wouldnt be able to bear being away from her own family ! She cried, cried and cried, then fell asleep, exhausted because of the time difference, and all the happenings and shocks she got once she reached India ! She got to know that her older brother married his younger brother's would-be wife, she got to know that her always pampered brother is being hated by their older brother who always loved them more than he loved anybody, she got to know that her big brother and mother were not even ready to hear their pampered brother/son 's name, then when she, herself, said those truths to the person behind all this, she got a slap, for the first time in her whole life she had been slapped, that too from whom, from her own mother and has been ignored by her father like brother, for whom, she always have been the first one to come, the one who comes before anybody, but today she had been completely ignored by that very same person !
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Asad was in his sleep, he saw Ayaan in his dream, in fact, he saw his himself, his Ammi and Najma, he was seeing his own childhoud, with his mother crying of his father passing away at the age of 5, he saw his siblings crying and asking about where their father was, Asad being more mature than his own age, understood that his father passed away and he even cried after putting his siblings to sleep. thats when he had decided that he wont only be his siblings' brother but also love them as a father would, he will give them everything so that they dont even miss the presence of their father. Asad saw how they grew up, how he took care of them whenever Ayaan used fall from his bicycle hence used to bruise his knee, how he cried. He saw how he used to always take Najma to school making her sit on his shoulders, and how much she used to cry not wanting to come down and go into the school. Asad saw how they grew up together, how they had made another life for themselves, how Najma remained the brother's princess, their little baby, how happy Ayaan was when Asad had gifted his first bike, he used to sleep cuddling with his helmet. Then, gradually Ayaan started to distance himself from him, how Ayaan had stopped listen to him, or how Ayaan had started to do things that at the end he used to be scolded by their mother, but still Asad was always there to protect him from their mother, how he used calm his mother down and how she used to complain about him pampering them too much, but still, even though Ayaan used to do such things, Asad used to always forgive him, he loved his siblings very much that he didnt even noticed that Ayaan had started to have a hatred against him. Then, there was that Ayaan who ruined a girl's life, a girl who had been waiting for him, the day of their wedding ! Ayaan had dumped that girl on their wedding day that too forget about facing, or forget about even calling her but just by sending her a text, A BLOODY TEXT ! Ayaan had never did such a big immaturity and that was his biggest mistake that Asad couldnt cover up by ignoring or whatever ! Asad was very disappointed, because what Ayaan did was not how Asad and Dilshad brought him up ! Ayaan had not the right to show that this was how they had brought him up ! But that was not the reason behind Asad's anger towards him, his anger was because Ayaan had promised a girl that he would marry her but then he dumped her after the festivities had begun, on their wedding day, not caring about the embarassment that girl and her family would be through, not even caring about his own family's embarassment all because he was too scared, or because of another excuse but because he found another girl with whom he believes to be in love with, the same way he had been once "in love" with that very girl he was about to marry. But even then, Asad wouldnt have got married to that girl who his brother was about to marry even if he would have to face non-stop embarassment, he respected that bond of marriage too much, to disrespect it, but here the girl was the girl with whom himself had fallen in love with, Zoya, not even knowing that, that very girl was already commited to marry his brother ! Zoya being the girl had angered Asad even more, because from the few times he had met Zoya, he knew that she was pure and a gold-hearted girl who for sure didnt deserved what Ayaan made her go through, Asad remembered her tears, her breaking down, her insults ! Everything was making him go crazy !
Thats when he woke up with a jolt, sweating, when he looked at his side, he saw the empty bed, he was now getting scared, what if she left ? What if Najma's words affected her to the point of her leaving ? Leaving this house ? But most importantly, leaving him ?! Asad got up from the bed and when he was about to open the knob of his room door, he heard another door click open behind, washroom's door, he turned and saw Zoya getting out of the washroom while wiping her hands with a mini-towel. He rushed towards her and embraced her, he hugged her so tightly with his eyes closed, wiping away all his frustrations, fears and tensions, replacing them by relief.
Zoya was just too shocked to react at that moment, she was getting out from washroom and the next second, she was in Asad's arms who were holding onto her waist tightly, not letting her go. She didnt understand what was happening, but still hesitantly hugged him back. Thats when she felt something humid on her cheek, she didnt understand what it was.
"Asad, are you ok ?" Zoya asked worried and confused to Asad who hugged her even more tightly. "Asad ?" Zoya was trying to pull back to be able to look at him in the eye, Asad realised that Zoya was pulling back, thats when reality came back crushing him. Asad loosened his grip and she pulled back to look at him in the eye, when she saw a sweating, looking exhausted and tensed Asad like this, for the first he looked... weak ? "Asad ?" Zoya asked again but this time she was getting worried about him, he looked disoriented, there was sweat all over his face, thats when it struck her that he had a nightmare. Zoya grabbed him by the arm and led him to the bed, making him sit, she poured a glass of water for him and handed it to him, he only took few sips before handing her the glass back.
After putting it down on the table, Zoya sat next to Asad who was lost into his dream's thoughts, she put her hand on his shoulder, "What did you see ?" Zoya asked softly, he came back to reality and only whispered, "My life..." Then Asad, shrugged and told her not to worry, he smiled to assure her, but she was not really convinced, but shrugged too.
Both came into the living room and saw Dilshad cooking something in the kitchen, so they went in the kitchen, "Hmm, smells good ! What are you cooking Ammi ?" Asad asked while grabbing an apple and sitting on the kitchen's space work, munching it, Dilshad shook her head, thinking that Asad will never change. "I'm cooking your favourite 'achar gosht'", Dilshad replied smiling at him, Zoya was just standing there, witnessing a sweet moments between a mother and a son. "By the way, how was the biryani? I couldnt taste it last night!" Dilshad asked, Asad and Zoya looked at each other, remembered what happened with the first plate of biryani, and burst out laughing, both couldnt control their laugh, Dilshad was looking at them confused, Asad choked the bite of apple he had taken, due to the laughing, and Zoya was holding her stomach while laughing. Dilshad looked at them and smiled contentedly.
"By the way, Zoya, do you know how to cook ?" Dilshad asked and Asad smirked, "Yes i can cook few things..." Zoya replied nervously. "Zoya, Ammi is not asking you about cooking noodles !" Asad laughed and she pouted. Dilshad went to Zoya and caressed her hair lovingly, "Shut up, Asad ! Dont you dare, to say anything to my daughter ! What if she doesnt know ?! I will teach her, her Ammi will teach her !" Dilshad warned Asad playfuly and then looked at Zoya lovingly, who was just overwhelmed to have mother's love, Asad looked at his mother and wife, and couldnt help but smile while looking at them, "So, for a start, i would like to have a cup of coffee, and then since i'm very foody, you will have to learn how to cook 'tandoori chicken' ; of course 'achar gosht' ; 'palak paneer' and not to forget 'biryani'!" Asad said while grinning like a fool to Zoya who had her mouth open due to the number of dishes, while Dilshad already started to make his coffee, smiling at their cuteness. "How do you expect me to learn to cook all this, when all i have ever cooked is noodles?!" Zoya asked him in disbelief, he smiled, "Dont worry, you will be trained by the world's best cook! So, you will learn to cook and that too with THE best!" Asad said proudly looking at Dilshad who pecked his forehead, Zoya smiled. "Actually Ammi, please make another cup of coffee for Najma." Asad asked politely and the room got filled with uneasiness and awkwardness.
After a moment, Zoya handed him the cups of coffee, he got near her ear and whispered, "Asad-2 and Ms. Noodles-1!" Then left, winking at her then smirking at her shocked face.
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Asad knocked on Najma's door, then entered with her permission, she was seated on her bed with some fairytales that Asad used to read to her and an open photo album of their childhoud pictures, when she saw Asad, she wiped her tears.
"You must be hating me, right?" Najma asked with a broken face.
"Najma, it's impossible for me to hate you, but yes, i am very disappointed..." Asad said before taking a long sigh and sitting on her bed with his sister, whom felt like crying, and in seconds, she broke down, it didnt take Asad much time to hug her and to comfort her, she hid into his chest, feeling safe and scared that if she would let go, he would be away from her forever.
"Stop it, Baby Tamatar! I didnt change, i still cant see tears in your eyes !" Asad said to which she hugged him even more tightly. "Baby, do you want me to become some juice? So, stop squeezing me like this !" Both laughed and Najma let go.
After a moment, Asad handed her, her coffee and asked, "Baby Tamatar, do you remember when i used to tell you fairytales? So today, i'm going to tell you a story... Once upon a time, there was a good prince, he was very nice, and one day, he met a beautiful girl with whom he friendshiped, then someday, that girl got another girl friend, so she started to spend more time with her than the prince, the prince who had started to miss her presence, got possessive and gave their friendship the name of love, it was not love, he gave it that name, because he started to miss his only friend, so then he proposed her saying that he loves her and that he wanted to marry her, the girl who was an orphan, knew that someday she would have to leave her foster-parents who were very nice and also pestering her to get married as she was now in marriable age, not that they wanted to get rid of her, not at all, they loved her very much... So that girl thought about his proposition, even though she didnt loved him, she knew him well, and knew that she could spend her life with him, she was scared about others, as she is an orphan, she was scared that she would get rejected, so she took the "safe-decision" of agreeing and marrying him, she thought that for her too, that she would gradually fall in love with him, she tried, tried and tried, but no, then she started to say to herself that she loves him, she was trying to convince herself that she had fallen for him, but still no... Then came their wedding day, the girl wasnt any special happy about it, she was just going with the flow, then at the moment when the prince had to make his entry, the girl got a text from him, saying that finally he wasnt in love with her but with another girl and that he's leaving the kingdom right away... Then you can imagine the girl's state, she cried, cried and cried, after all that was exactly the reason she agreed to marry him because it was "safe", but people insulted her only, for being jinxed and an orphan and what had happen to her was what she deserved..." Najma couldnt stop her tears.
"Poor girl, she wasnt at fault at all, and that prince is such a jerk!" Najma said at the end with disgust.
"That girl is Zoya, that prince Ayaan..." Asad let the bomb out, Najma had her eyes-wide open and her jaw dropped because of shock and all the colour drained from her face...
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PS: no proof-reading as usual! 😆 i hope u liked it! Please leave comments and buddy me for pms 😉
Edited by SBanoMalik - 11 years ago
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