#WeSupportKSG #Thread 2 AsYa FF: Truth to be Told Ch epilogue pg 34 - Page 18

Chapter 15: The Final showdown

Flashback Starts

Year 1982:

Rashid paced in the hospital corridor worriedly. Every now and then his gaze directed towards the maternity ward where his wife Shireen was admitted. He had to admit her early as her was condition was not stable. While he stood outside the room his mind replayed all those beautiful moments he spent with her.

A loud wail echoed throughout the building announcing him of the arrival of his baby. Relief washed over his face as he heard it. The relief soon replaced with heartbreak as he heard the doctor.

"Mr. Rashid, we are really sorry. We couldn't save your wife. But your Son is healthy."

He slumped down the floor as he saw the assistant wheel out his wife's body from the room. He let out a pain filled scream. A nurse came with the new born baby. He looked at the baby with anger and disgust. The baby reminded him of his loss. He turned his head other side and walked towards the stretcher while nurse stood there with baby in her arms shocked and worried.

Year 1986:

A 4 year old Asad stood in the threshold of his father's room as thunder and lightning echoed outside. He crawled to his Abbu's bed. Sensing him, Rashid got up from the sleep and looked at him irritated.

"What the hell are you doing here at this time?"

"Abbu... it's thundering outside. I am scared to sleep alone. Shall I sleep here?"

Getting angry, Rashid got down from his bed and dragged Asad along while the baby Asad begged his Abbu to let him sleep with him. Asad's pleas went to deaf ears and soon he found himself in the darkness of his room as his father walked away bolting the room. A lone tear fell down from his cheek. He closed his eyes tighter as he heard the thunder.

Year 1990:

An 8 year old Asad stood in the decorated hall of his house waiting for his new Ammi. He was scared of the unknown. He could see his father coming inside with a beautiful and elegant lady. As the lady proceeded towards him, he started stepping back in fear. Soon his back touched the wall and there was no way for him to escape. He saw the lady raise her hand. He closed his eyes in fear thinking that this new Ammi is also going to beat him like his father does. But instead he found her softly caressing his cheek. He opened his eyes and found himself drowning in the warmth and love in her eyes.

"Hi Beta, I am Dilshad, your new Ammi. Won't you hug me?"

His eyes welled up and his hands rose in its own accord as he hugged her tight. Dilshad smiled and hugged him back. That day, for the first time Asad felt the love.

Year 1992:

Dilshad was observing Asad for the past few days. He is coming home from school late than usual and he was silently sneaking in to Rashid's study. She was worried as to what he was doing. One day she followed him silently while he sneaked in to Rashid's study and found him taking some notes form his pocket and putting it in Rashid's savings box. She was shocked seeing that. She observed him for a few more days and this was a routine thing he was doing. Deciding to confront him, she walked towards him one day while he was putting the money. She could see his eyes widen in fear.

"Asad, What are you doing? And from where are you getting this much money?"

And the answer she got from him broke her heart. The little kid was spending his time outside the school in selling peanuts in beach and parks as he wanted to help his father in his dream of setting up a business. She couldn't help but to hug him closer. Her thoughts wandered off to a week before when Rashid accused Asad of a bad omen in his life because of whom he lost his wife and job. She knew, Asad is not getting any love from his Abbu. That's when she decided, she will give him all the love in his world, she may not be able to fill in the void in his heart, but she definitely will fill in the mother's place in his heart.

Year 1994:

He stood along with father outside the maternity ward waiting for his younger brother to come to this world. After half an hour the doctor came out informing them of the healthy situation of the new baby born and mother. Asad rushed inside to see his brother and found his father holding a little bundle of joy in his arms. There was a wide smile in his Abbu's face. Asad have never seen him so happy like that. He looked at Dilshad who was smiling at him. He sprinted towards her and showered her with sloppy kisses while she laughed in return.

Year 1996:

Asad sat in his room curled up in a ball crying. His whole body was paining after the brutal ordeal. He lifted up his t-shirt. There were belt marks all over his body. Wiping his tears he laid down in his bed hugging his knees closer.

Dilshad walked into Asad's room later at night. Her heart broke seeing his condition. She slowly fingered through the marks while he whimpered in pain. Her heart broke remembering how brutally Rashid had beaten Asad. Dilshad knew it was not Asad's fault that Ayaan fell down. She even tried to stop her husband. But couldn't control the enraged animal in him.

Year 2007:

Asad stood in front of his father nervously with a trophy in his hand. He had scored the top for 10^th exams in his school. He wanted his father to be proud of him.

"Abbu..."

He saw his father demeanor change as soon as he heard his voice.

"What you want?"

Rashid snapped at him while Asad recoiled in fear.

"Abbu... wo... mein... I am the top scorer for 10^th exams in my school..."

He finished with a big smile. He expected his Abbu to hug him close and tell him that how proud he was of his son. But that never came. Instead he found his Abbu looking at him furiously.

"So what should I do? Should I dance?"

"Abbu..."

"Don't call me that. Whenever I see your face and hear your voice it reminds me of the loss you gave to me. You are nothing but a bad omen in my life. You are good for nothing son unlike my Ayaan. You brought only misfortune in my life while Ayaan brought happiness. It's only because of Ayaan's luck that I am able to establish my business empire. Get one thing clear in your mind, you are useless son and you always will be..."

With that he stormed off the house leaving a devastated Asad behind. Having witnessed this scene, Dilshad came up from the kitchen and hugged him tight telling him that how proud she was of him. He didn't respond. He blankly stared at the ground, trying to swallow the lump formed in his throat.

Flashback stops

Dilshad stopped to wipe the tears that were flowing from her eyes. She looked up at Zoya who had a crestfallen look in her face.

"Zoya, my Asad always strived hard to get his father's love. He excelled in everything hoping to get a tiny winy bit of love from Rashid, but he never got anything. He didn't give up. He did whatever Rashid told him so that he can get his love.

Asad is the elder son of this family. But Rashid never loved him truly. For him Asad was a bad omen which destroyed his wife. Rashid' favorite son was always Ayaan. Asad always worked hard from childhood to gain his father's attention but never got any. Whereas Ayaan got all the attention even after being a spoilt brat. Asad even agreed to marry Tanveer as he thought at least then Rashid will love him. He did everything what Rashid told him to do. He took up the branch in your place and decided to live independently so that he can work from bottom position and achieve heights by his own. When Rashid came to know about you being his house owner, he devised a plan to increase the rating of his magazine using you. Even the new column idea was also Rashid's. He is the one who told Asad to act love towards you. Asad reluctantly agreed thinking that at least then he will get his father's love"

Dilshad looked at Zoya who had a painful expression in her face. She could see her biting her lower lip in pain. Dilshad knew, it was hard for Zoya, but it was hard for Asad too.

"Zoya, my child... It all started as a drama. But as my Asad started spending time with you, for him the drama turned out to be the biggest truth in his life. He started loving you truly. I have always seen my little Asad cry over lack of love from his Abbu when kids of his age boast about their own Abbu. As he grew up he masked his pain carefully so as to not to make me sad. But now, I can see the glimpse of my little Asad back. There was not even a single day he didn't cry thinking about you. I know whatever my son did was wrong. But he deserves a chance. You of all the people should understand how painful is it to not to get parents' love. Pease beta, please forgive my Asad and give him the love he deserves."

With that she got up leaving a stunned Zoya behind.

***(@)***

Zoya was crying non-stop for hours now. She was not crying for Asad's betrayal but she was crying because of the pain Asad had gone through. Even though she is an orphan atleast she got her parents love till 15, but Asad... Asad never got love except from Dilshad. Whatever he had done with her was wrong, but was he really? Is it a crime to wish for Abbu's love?

As she dug deeper and deeper in his sorrow, now she could understand why he had done what he had done. She was sure she would have done the same if she was in his position. She closed her eyes and remembered the pain in his eyes whenever she went away from him. She remembered the efforts he had made for the past one week to get back his love. Opening her eyes, she gathered the flowers in her hands inhaling in the scent deeply. A small smile played on her lips as she realized the extent of his love. She knew, she can no longer fight with her heart because her heart beats only for Asad. Asad is the only person who can love her to extent of insanity. And in return she will give him so much love that he will forget about the deep scars in his childhood.

Feeling determined, she wiped her tears. Deciding to surprise him by wearing the Sari which he had given her before when they were together, she got up. She removed her t-shirt and was in her camisole when suddenly the door clicked open. Startled she held the t-shirt in her body trying to cover herself.

Opening the door walked in Ayaan and Tanveer.

"Wow Zoya. You look absolutely sexy and edible"

Smirked Ayaan licking his lips.

"Ayaan, why don't you eat her then?"

Exclaimed Tanveer.

Zoya felt disgusted with their conversation and tried to cover herself more.

"Please Tanveer, please leave me alone. Ayaan just get out of this room..."

But her pleas went to deaf ears as they started advancing towards her. Ayaan took out his mobile phone from his pocket and started filming her.

"Tsk Tsk Zoya... you don't have to cover anything. You know people will like you without clothes..."

Zoya started crying. Tanveer pulled away Zoya's t-shirt thus letting Ayaan film her properly. Zoya started panicking as she tried covering herself with her hands. She pleaded with them to leave her alone. They laugh menacingly as Tanveer start poking her body here and there.

Asad was sitting in his room, his knees close to his chest as he reminisced the beautiful memories with Zoya. That was when he heard crying from Zoya's room. Alarmed he ran towards her room and opened it. Rage built up in him as he took in what is happening. His Zoya was sitting in the corner of a room trying to cover herself with her hands while Ayaan and Tanveer were laughing and filming her plight. He heard Zoya pleading with them. He took a long stride towards Ayaan and Tanveer and snatched the phone from Ayaan. He threw the phone to the wall thus breaking it into thousand pieces. He looked at Ayaan and Tanveer with rage. Asad held Ayaan's collar and started punching him hard. He was broken out of his mad state as he heard Zoya whimper. Pulling himself away from Ayaan he ran towards Zoya. He touched her shoulder. She was startled first then melted into his touch. He hugged her tightly. She started crying bitterly in his embrace. Parting himself from her, he removed his t-shirt and made her wear that. She clutched onto it as if her life depends on it.

Gathering her in his embrace, he walked out of the room not before giving a tight slap to Tanveer which caused her to fall down. A bleeding Ayaan and scared Tanveer followed them. As they reach down they saw Rashid and Dilshad along with Tanveer's parents assembled there.

They were all shocked to see the sight in front of them, a shirtless Asad holding Zoya who has his shirt on and a bleeding Ayaan and Tanveer. Rashid ran to Ayaan and takes him to couch. Asad swallowed the lump that formed in his throat with his Abbu's gesture. He involountary tightened his grip on Zoya and pulled her close as if drawing comfort from her. Controlling his angst and rage he explained whatever had transpired in Zoya's room. Dilshad was shocked hearing Ayaan and tanveer's deeds. She was disgusted to have a son like Ayaan.

Rashid was pissed of really, but his anger was not directed towards Ayaan, but towards Asad.

"So you decided that you will beat Ayaan to death, huh? What are you Asad? What kind of a brother are you? You chose a girl like her over you own blood?"

Asad couldn't believe his ears. he never expected his father to be unjust like that. he never thought that he will support Ayaan even after his disgusting deeds.

"Abbu.. What are you saying? Didn't you hear what I told? he was... he was misbehaving with Zoya... he was recording her plight so that he can send it over the internet."

"So what? Your so called Zoya is no saint either. I am sure she had lured my Ayaan into her trap just like she did with you. Haven't you learned your lessons? She is just a conniving b***h. she is manipulating you both. She just wants pleasure from both of you and your money"

Asad never expected his father to stoop that low. His face crunched in disgust with the venom in his voice. He was covering up Ayaan's mistake and speaking ill of Zoya. Asad could feel Zoya's whole body tremble as more sobs escaped from her body with the accusations. He slowly parted himself from her. Cupping her face in his hands he lowered his head down and captured her trembling lips in his. That kiss was sweet and gentle soothing her pain. She just stood there clutching onto him not even moving a muscle while Asad continued kissing her. The spectators had their mouth wide open. Asad chose to ignore everything and the background went into oblivion. After sometime which felt like eternity, he broke apart from her. He looked at Zoya who had eyes close. He stroked her cheeks soothingly as he said the next words;

"My Zoya is the purest girl I can ever have. There may be darkness in her eyes, but her eyes speak a lot to me. Her eyes lit up whenever she feels my presence, her cheeks becomes the dark shade of pink whenever I stare at her. She may not be able to see me, but she can see through my facade. She is an angel, an angel sent from heaven just for me..."

He pulled her into his embrace again. He looked at his father and his whole demeanor changed.

"And you know what Abbu, if there is someone here who is so conniving, then it's you, your Son Ayaan and Tanveer. I always wanted to feel your love. I have done everything possible to gain you love... Hell, I even betrayed Zoya... Now I am ashamed of telling that I am your Son. I am glad that you never loved me, that's why I am what I am. Otherwise I would have become a b*****d like You and your darling Son Ayaan. Yeah you heard me right. I called you that. Because after the little speech you gave just before, you deserve that. You always blamed me for Ammi's death. Today, I am grateful that God took my Ammi away. You never loved her. If you can't respect a woman, how can you love my Ammi? You love was just facade. You can't love anyone. Heck you don't even know what love is... you are just a male chauvinistic, sarcastic, selfish man who likes to feed upon others miseries..."

Everyone gasped at Asad's words. Rashid was the one who was shocked most. He never expected such a blow form his most obedient son.

"ASAD!!! You have crossed all your limits. I should have never accepted you in this house. You are a bad thing that happened to me and I should have killed you or send you to an orphanage. You were never a good son. All you give is pain and bad luck. I lost my Shireen because of you, you beat up my Ayaan and now you are back answering me? You bloody b*****d. I disown you. You are no longer my son. GET OUT OF MY HOUSE. Don't ever show your face to me... GET OUT"

As Rashid barked these words, silence prevailed in the hall. Asad cringed hearing the venom in his Abbu's words. Zoya buried her head deep into his chest, scared. Swallowing the lump forming in his throat, Asad held Zoya closer and started walking towards the door.

"Asad and Zoya Stop!!!"

Everybody looked at Dilshad in wonder so does Asad. Dilshad walked closer to Asad.

"Asad beta. You don't have to go anywhere. This is your house. Stay here. Don't listen to you Abbu..."

Rashid's face resembled a volcano. With long strides he walked towards the door pulling Dilshad away.

"What the..."

"Just shut up Rashid"

Everyone had their mouth wide open as for the first time in years Dilshad cut his words. Even Rashid was at loss of words.

"You know what; I am fed up of being silent. You have no right to send Asad outside of this house. You always treated him as a burden. You never loved him. Do you have any idea how much he loves you? Even after your constant rebuke and brutal violence he still loves you. But you... you are soo arrogant and the worst father that you can't even understand your own Son"

"Dilshad..."

"Let me speak Rashid. I was silent for a long time thinking that one day or the other you will change your attitude towards Asad. After witnessing the scene today, I am sure you will never do. Asad will not be going anywhere. Before you oppose me, let me make one thing clear to you. This house is in my name as it is my father who helped you to buy this house. After me, this house will go to Asad and Asad only. So who ever doesn't want Asad to live here, they can go. But Asad and Zoya will be staying here only."

Dilshad's revelation shook everyone including Asad and Zoya. The more shock was given to Rashid.

"What... What about Ayaan? You are giving this house to Asad who is not your son?"

"Ayaan is my son and I love him. But not as much as I love Asad. Ayaan never treated me the way Asad treated me. That's because he never knew the value of love. I am ashamed to tell that Ayaan is my son. You spoiled your own son. And please don't tell me that you love Ayaan. Because if you would have love Ayaan truly, you would have never allowed him to become a spoiled brat who doesn't give a damn about other's feelings. It's high time for Ayaan to realize his mistakes and his status in this home. If he wanted to live here, he should earn recognition like Asad. He should work and climb the ladder in our business. And don't forget that our business is also under my ownership. Ayaan will have to say good bye to his wretched bad habits and start earning like a man. If he is not ready, he can go out of this house and he will not be given a single penny to live on. Rashid, you spoiled my son enough. Let me see whether I can correct him..."

Dilsahd could see Rashid trying to say something. She cut him across again.

"And one more thing. Rashid, you love or love not Asad, I don't care anymore. But if you raise your finger against him or Zoya, I will forget that you are my husband. I will divorce you and you know what it means. It means that you will be penniless and homeless. It's been years that I was keeping quiet and living for your happiness, now it's high time I live for my kids. So you better stay out of my children's lives"

That was the huge blow to Rashid. He looked at Dilshad. She was standing like a lioness protecting her curbs.

Dilshad looked at Asad and Zoya who were looking shocked. Smiling she walked towards them. She touched Zoya's head. Cupping her face, she dropped a kiss on her forehead. She hugged her close patting her back. She looked at Asad who had tears in his eyes. She opened her other hand indicating him to come closer. Asad walked closer and hugged his Ammi. Dilshad held the two precious gems in arms while the rest of the family looked at them, shocked beyond the wits at the sudden turn of events.

Someone truly said, there is always happiness after every pain...

Because,

Zindagi ki yehi reet hai
Haar ke baad hi jeet hai