AsYa FF Our Lives Entwined - Thread Six - Chapter 17 to 20 - Page 82

Originally posted by: AAKKSG

Bcz she told me to note down the time...4 mins left😆

CHAPTER TWENTY :

'Who is the sister of the girl ? And why are you bringing her in everything ?' Asad asked him confusedly while Ayaan gave him a mischievous smile.

'Mona Darling ofcourse.' Ayaan replied casually as if it was a easy guess while Asad was shocked to know that.

'What ? You proposed my sister-in-law ?' Asad asked sternly with his eyes wide open, keeping the laptop aside and stood up. 'How dare you ?' Asad asked while Ayaan was not expecting this reaction from him.

'Bhaijaan calm down I just proposed her for marriage not for live-in-relationship.' Ayaan said and gulped when he saw danger in Asad's eyes while Asad pinched the bridge of his nose at Ayaan's cheap language. 'And if she is your sister-in-law then I am your brother ---- blood relation comes first Bhaijaan.' Ayaan tried to convince him dramatically.

'But I wasn't expecting this from you Ayaan. Their is a proper mannerable way of doing everything. You are not supposed to cross your limits. You should have told ami instead of doing this cheap thing.' Asad tried to make him understand while Ayaan rolled his eyes at Asad's logics.

'Bhaijaan this is a proper mannerable way in today's world. I can't take ages to express my feelings like you.' Ayaan said annoyingly while Asad shook his head in disbelief.

'Enough ! Tell me what do you want from me ?' Asad asked him annoyingly.

'I want you to talk to Ami Abu and tell them what I want.' Ayaan said and shrugged casually.

'I will try to do it but first I will talk to Humaira. I will tell her what kind of guy you are and everything about your past affairs. Still if she chooses you then its upto her.' said Asad with a smirk on his face while sitting back on the couch and placed the laptop back in his lap while Ayaan was looking at him in disbelief.

'What ? I am your brother Bhaijaan and I should matter more to you.' Ayaan said and Asad could feel that Ayaan was burning with jealousy and that too from his lady love Humaira. 'Love is making you blind. You are only worried about your responsibilty as her brother but not as mine.' Ayaan said dramatically as he couldn't believe that Asad was more worried about Humaira than Ayaan.

'I am not being blind in love. She takes me as a brother so I am supposed to give her a good advice.' Asad said honestly while working on his laptop.

'But bhaijaan I am serious I really do love her. These feelings are not the one I feel for any other random girl.' said Ayaan calmly this time while sitting on his knees infront of Asad and Asad looked at him. He could see how serious he was but still he thought to warn him.

'Ayaan she is very innocent. I will kill you if you are playing with her feelings.' Asad warned him as he was concerned about Humaira. He never wanted her to go through any problems like Zoya did because of him.

'I know bhaijaan and I can never hurt her even in my dreams. She is the perfect girl for me.' Ayaan said and Asad took a deep breath before making a decision.

'Ok I will talk to Zoya tomorrow.' Asad said with a smile adorning his face and Ayaan stood up and hugged him tightly while sitting beside him.

'Thanks Bhaijaan. You are the best bhaijaan ever. Everyone should get a brother like you.' Ayaan said joyfully while Asad rolled his eyes at Ayaan's antics and wondered if he will grow up after getting married even.

'Now go and tell Zoya to get ready. We are getting late.' Asad said calmly and Ayaan stood up to go.

'And listen ?' Asad looked up at him again and Ayaan stopped at the door and gave him a confusing look while Asad gathered some words and courage to say next thing. 'Actually --- Don't call Zoya stupid ever again.' He said sheepishly as he didn't like anyone else calling his wife stupid while Ayaan nodded in yes as he was in no mood to spoil Asad's mood with his teasing session specially when he was going to help him and somehow he agreed that he shouldn't call his brother's wife stupid even in jokes.

'Ok Boss.' said Ayaan and saluted him while Asad smiled and concentrated on his laptop again.

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He got ready as soon as he could and and came out of his room in a black tuxedo with shining shoes and a matching tie.

'I hope she is ready by now.' He thought while knocking at her door.

'Asad I need ten minutes more.' He heard Zoya's voice and he could also hear some noises coming from the room.

'Are you alright ?' He asked worriedly.

'Yes its just that Humaira is helping me with this saree.' Zoya replied him annoyingly while he shook his head and waited for her in living room understanding that she was wearing it for the first time.

For a moment, he thought to leave alone after 15 minutes but he knew how big of a hurricane she will create after he comes back so he tried to stay calm and waited for her to come out while she made him wait for half an hour and finally came out with Humaira who walked towards her own room leaving both of them alone.

'I am ready.' She said happily while he stopped walking around and thought to give her a good lesson on time management but his own time stopped as soon as he turned towards her. She looked gorgeous. He couldn't stop himself from staring at her from head to toe. He had never admired a saree on anyone. He always took it as a traditional dress nothing else but now he felt like it was made for her only. It admired her beauty with her hair open and very light makeup on her face.

Zoya couldn't take his eyes on her anymore so she winked him playfully and grinned widely to bring him out of his thoughts. He looked away for a moment after coming out of his thoughts and then took two steps further towards her while she giggled at his changing expressions.

She gave him a confusing look and he leaned towards her neck and took some of her hair from both sides and placed it on her shoulders. Her heart skipped a beat as soon as his hands brushed her shoulders unintentionally causing her to close her eyes while he smiled as soon as her giggles stop.

'Now it looks better.' He said like a sweet whisper in her ear after covering her shoulders and collarbone with her hair and she opened her eyes while biting her lower lip and controlled her heartbeat.

'He is getting free day by day.' She murmurred under her breath nervously thinking about the peck he gave yesterday and walked past him. If only she knew that he had done it before many times whenever she slept in his car. He shook his head to come out of her fruity fragnance which was making him forget everything around him and followed her towards the main door only to be stopped as soon as he looked at her backless blouse. He was left stunned after looking at the small of the dori's on her soft white skin as if waiting for his touch but the thing disturbing him more was that she was wearing this outside infront of everyone, infront of his friends.

'Zoya how can you wear that ? Where did you get it from ?' He asked sternly while walking towards her not particularly taking the name as 'backless blouse' and she opened the door and walked towards his car.

'I thought to give some of my touch aswell so I asked Puphi to get me a backless blouse.' She told him proudly with a wide grin on her face and opened the door of passenger seat while he was not understanding that he should be also proud of her for looking so good or should scold her for ruining his gift.

'But how will you hide that ? --- I mean --- actually ---' He was not sure how should he make her understand and sat on the driving seat while she huffed in annoyance at his stammerring while sitting on her seat. 'You should put your hair back I guess.' He gave another order while starting the car and guard opened the main gate.

'Allah Miyaan ! What's wrong with you Asad ?' She exclaimed annoyingly. 'Decide once what you want. Front or back whetever just stop being my hairstylist.' She said with anger visible in her tone.

'I guess we should buy a shawl for you on the way.' He said all of a sudden as he knew a few of his friends were flirty and he was in no mood to allow them to flirt with his wife.

'Stop giving stupid orders and concentrate on driving.' She said in a strict tone while he massaged his temples.

'I am not stupid but you are bold and shameless sometimes.' He said rudely and she looked at him in disbelief with her mouth open in 'O' shape.

'You are so rude ! I won't talk to you now.' she said and pulled out a perfect pout and fake sobbed while he felt guilty for whatever he said to her rudely. She wore something of his choice for the first time and instead of complimenting her he was busy scolding her.

'And don't you dare try to convince me tomorrow with your sweet notes and ----' She continued but stopped all of a sudden when her eyes fell on some gifts at the back seat while he stayed quiet.

'What's that ?' She asked confusedly and he looked in the backview mirror.

'Its Saad and Rabia Bhabhi's gift.' He replied casually.

'Not that one, the bigger one ?' She asked while pointing towards a big box which she was about to pick up in her hand but couldn't reach it while Asad was getting annoyed with her clumsiness in car.

'Its nothing special. Sit straight.' Asad held her hand and moved it away while she gave him a questioning look as soon as he left her hand and tried to understand his changing expressions when suddenly something clicked her mind.

'Wait ! Is it my next gift ?' She asked while Asad was shocked at her quick guess and she grinned like a fool as soon as she saw him ignoring this question.

'I want it now. Please can I take it ?' She asked him sweetly.

'No ! I will give you tomorrow.' He said sternly as he was in no mood to change his plans.

'Please ? I will keep it back after looking at it once then you can give me tomorrow.' She asked innocently while he glared at her for her stupid logics.

'Why Mrs Khan ? I thought you are not interested in my gifts and notes anymore ?' He asked with a smirk on his face while she realized what she said few minutes back.

'Okie fine ! Who is dieng here han ? I am not going to take it from you anyway.' She said annoyingly and shrugged while he smiled and drived quietly, feeling better after changing the topic and she kept on guessing what could be inside that while looking outside the window at tiny droplets of rain which were giving her a sign that it was going to rain heavily in a while.

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He parked the car outside Saad's house and came out after taking the gift from back seat while she followed him nervously towards the main door remembering Asad's last get-together which ruined their lives.

'I guess its going to rain in a while.' Asad said while walking inside quickly with her to save themselves from rarely falling raindrops but their was no answer from Zoya's side. He looked at her once while entering inside and understood that something was bothering her.

They were welcomed in a huge hall with many guests who were already there while Zoya's eyes stopped at Sehrish who was drinking something but looking at them like many others but her eyes were burning with jealousy unlike others who were admiring the beautiful couple entering inside.

'Is that Dr Sameer ?' She whispered in Asad's ear because of loud noise who was busy locating Saad. He looked at Zoya's direction and saw Sameer standing with Sehrish in a corner. Without thinking for a moment, his hand sneaked towards Zoya's tiny waist taking her by surprise and closeness at the same time while Zoya was left shocked at his move and couldn't figure out the reason behind it.

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A/N : Okie yah I know I shouldn't stop here but its a long update this time and I am updating before my usual time tooo 😆 Soo do hit the like button and leave your wonderful feedback aswell 😳 This update goes to my friend Sania (AAKKSG) 😉

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