ASYA UNITED WE STAND #1 THREAD 2 LINK PAGE 1 - Page 22

Originally posted by: KaBhilove07

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.noon hone wali he...

oye ocd punctual man...2 baje ke baad 😉

Originally posted by: -Crazy4AsYa-

oye ocd punctual man...2 baje ke baad 😉

besharam sbki ghadi me noon 12 bje ke bd hoti...
Niyati ko no ullu bnaving...
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Originally posted by: KaBhilove07

besharam sbki ghadi me noon 12 bje ke bd hoti...
Niyati ko no ullu bnaving...
...🤣

accha meri maa...12:15...ok!!!

ab hui na koi bt ek mint bhi late kia to aj hi 50 pg kha lungi... ;)

Originally posted by: KaBhilove07

ab hui na koi bt ek mint bhi late kia to aj hi 50 pg kha lungi... ;)

HELLO GUYS, HERE'S THE NEXT PART...HOPE YOU'LL LIKE IT...IT'S A BIT SHORT AS PER MY STANDARDS...BUT IT'S JUST A CONTINUATION OF WHAT WAS LEFT IN PART 1...NEXT PART WILL BE LONGER...

I WON'T BE SENDING PMS FOR THIS...WILL SEND WITH THAT FOR PART 2...

THANKS TO NIYATI FOR EATING MY HEAD AND MY THREAD AND COMPELLING ME TO POST THIS

PART 1b: MY DREAM COMES TRUE...

BANNER CREDITS- ImmortaLove😊

NEXT DAY:

EVENING

Wedding is the most special day in a girl's life. Nervousness to enter a new house combined with gloominess to leave your own, is heart-breaking. New aspects that are to be discovered thrills the bride. New rainbows start filling with the colors of love...random fantasies are dreamt of...

Being busy the entire day, Zoya finally came to her room to get ready for her big day. She was over-the-moon by the extreme enthusiasm that her family was showing. Her mother also gifted her the dupatta that she always demanded from her and she used to shun her. What an irony!! She thought to herself...maybe it was right that when the person is bound to go away from you then only you realize his true value in your life. The family who'd always outcasted her, now seem too eager for her wedding. She took her bridal wear in her hands, "I miss you Humi!! You always said that you'll get me ready on my wedding...but see I'm getting married and you are not here." She pouted but soon her face glimmered with the most beautiful smile. It was her phone, which flashed the name of the person whom she was missing so much.

"Humi! I was missing you so much..."

"Oh come on Zoee, I know! Now send me the pic of your bridal wear...I'll help you to dress!!"

Zoya's eyes shone with unshed tears but she remained silent to contain herself. But who was she fooling?? Humi chuckled, "Zoya, now please don't cry...your eyes will be red, puffy and instead of talking romantic, my jeeju will run away horrified."

Zoya snorted and then disconnected the call. She immediately sent Humi the pic she demanded. After few minutes, her phone buzzed again, with a message this time which read, "Put on your dress and then give me a call...put it on speaker...I'll guide you to get ready."

Zoya did as she was told and then called Humeira. They kept fighting over the color of lipstick, to the jewellery ...to the footwear...they argued over every petty thing. But at last, each time...Zoya had to bow down and as a result she was standing totally groomed as per Humi's choice.

"Not bad Humi!! I am looking awesome...maan gaye tujhe!!" Humeira giggled and raised her imaginary collar. "It's not my doing Zoee...you always look so pretty. Now send me a pic again...I want to see you."

As on a cue, Tanveer entered her room. Zoya asked her to take her pic while she showed annoyance, "Kya aapi?? Sab mehmaan aa gaye hain aur aapko uss Humeira ki yaad aa rahi hai...baad mein shaadi ke album mein dekh legi...kaunsa kahin bhag rahi hain aap??"

Zoya sweetly pleaded to her and finally she gave in. On the other hand, Humi was blown off after seeing Zoya decked in her bridal wear. She looked so elegant in the maroon georgette lehenga with gold sequin and thread work on it. Her eyes held all the dreams she had for her future. Her hands were painted dark red with the color of henna and every piece of jewellery she wore was giving her a twinkling appearance...and the moon-like glow on her face intensified the look.

Zoya's POV:

I was standing at the door of my room...the same one in which I'd spent so many nights of my life...the one which held the beautiful as well as painful memories of my past. One look around the room and I felt like something inside me broke...the gravity of the situation came crashing down on me. Now I won't ever come back tired after my hectic day to slump down in the confines of my room...I won't be able to sit on the window sill with my night-time coffee to relish the cool breeze...I'll only be a visitor here after my departure...will they ever miss me...my family??

I just bit my lower lips to prevent the escape of sobs that shook me. I saw Ammi coming towards me...she seemed exuberant...I don't know whether she's happy for my wedding or that I'm finally going away...I'll take the former one...for my sanity. I gave her a teary smile and was about to hold my hands out for her to give me a motherly hug but I stopped when she just kept talking to Tanveer about her dress and how pretty she looked. Wasn't I the one being married? I shut out every thought from my mind and gave myself a smile...I'll be happy no matter what. These are my last moments here...I won't allow bitter memories to etch on my mind.

Soon I was brought into the bride's room where some ladies and Asad's mom was sitting. Dilshad aunty was standing at the corner. I wonder who's she to Asad? I sat on the podium and soon The Maulvi started reciting holy verses of Quran Sharif and then asked me my consent for this nikah. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and when he repeated it for the second time, I uttered confidently,

QUBOOL HAI!

All the women rejoiced and congratulated me and my mother. Dilshad aunty came and kept her hand on my head. She held my face in her hands and gave a peck on my forehead. I was so overwhelmed by her affection that a few tears cascaded down on my cheeks without my permission.

Now I've to wait for Asad to give his consent for the Nikah to be completed. He was in the groom's room with my father and some other men. Maulvi Sahab went there and after what seemed like an eternity but was half an hour only, I heard the men cheering and I was relieved that he had consented for our union.

Yes! We were man and wife now. I was no more Zoya Farooqi...I am Mrs. Zoya Asad Khan!!

OKAY!! FINALLY NIKAH IS DONE...NOW WHAT AWAITS ZOYA IN KHAN HOUSE...LET'S SEE...CYA SOON WITH THE NEXT UPDATE!!

P.S- BUDDY ME FOR PMS...

Me first starry... yay
Nikkah Mubarak ho...
zoya is dreaming for a beautiful future ahead n is in full spirits...
aarrgghh her family is so materialistic starry hate them...
bomb kab phodne wali ho abt asads personality... i hope it wont cause much damage...
update soon

Originally posted by: -Crazy4AsYa-

BHUKKAD!!!😲

me to hun...

awww.