AsYa (KaBhi) FF Chance One In A Milion Thread #3 - Page 30

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Epilogue

Zoya had decided to start afresh with Asad. She wanted to carry only his child in her womb and be a mother to his child only. Asad had told her everything about his past and also the reason behind Saira's death. Even after knowing that there was a very slim chance actually 1 to a million chance that she could be a mother if Asad was to father the child Zoya decided to get rid of the last link joining her to Tariq. She could never love that child and she did not want to bring it into the world and later on regret it. Asad had married Zoya as he saw a chance at becoming a father even if it was Tariq's child. He did not want her to get an abortion but gave up on seeing that no matter what Zoya could not love the child. He had a parent who did not love him, did not want him. He had gone through that pain and would not want another child to go through it so he agreed with Zoya's decision.

Asad and Zoya got into the car. Zoya held on to his hand and Asad protectively put his arm aournd Zoya. The car moved towards Dr. Bharucha's clinic. There was silence and emptiness in the clinic like it would soon be in Zoya's womb. Asad and Zoya walked in to the cabin of Dr. Bharucha. Asad as Zoya's husband signed the legal forms and also confidentiality papers. The doctor told the nurse to take Zoya to the operating room. Asad wanted to be with the child once before he lost it forever. Zoya too wanted to make sure that Asad was fine with her decision. She wanted him to believe in something that she did. Asad went along with Zoya till the door of the operating room. Zoya asked the nurse to leave them also one for a few moments. The nurse did as she was asked to. When they were alone Zoya took Asad's hand in hers. "Asad ye ek zindagi ka anjaam nahi humaari aane wali khoobsoorat zindagi ka aaghaaz hai. Asad mujhe poora yakeen hai ki humaara baby hoga. Allah apne bando ka imtehaan lete hain par unhe wo saari khushiyaan bhi dete hain jinke wo haqdaar hain. Trust me." "I trust you." They said I love you to each other and then Zoya was taken inside the operation room for the abortion procedure.

**

Two and a half years later.

Asad and Zoya were at the dargaah. After offering their prayers they came near the marble screen. Zoya had tears in her eyes. She moved her hand on more that 2 dozen plastic toy cradles which were tied on the marble screen. Asad wiped her tears. He cupped her face with his hands. "Zoya main aapko aise nahi dekh sakta. Pichle 2 and a half years se har mahine aap yahaan ye mannat ke paalne baandh rahi hain aur baby ke liye mannat maangti hain. Par har mahine humaare haath naummeedi hi lagti hai." Zoya took his hands in hers. "Asad aap jaante hain na ki Allah apne bando ka imtehaan lete hain. Asad mujhe poora yakeen hai ki humaara baby hoga. Allah apne bando ka imtehaan lete hain par unhe wo saari khushiyaan bhi dete hain jinke wo haqdaar hain. Har baar naummeedi haath lagti hai par wohi mujhe strength deti hai ki main aur shiddat se pray karoon. Asad main maanti hoon ki humein intezaar karna pad raha hai. Har baar naummeedi ka saamna karke phir se ummeed karni padti hai. Par wo kehte hi na ki ummeed par duniya kayam hai. Bas isi ummeed ke sahaare ek din hummari khoobsoorat duniya aur khoobsoorat ho jaayegi jab ismein humaare baache ki kilkaariyaan goonjegi. Asad main jaanti hoon ki aap bahut pehle abbu banne ki ummeed kho chuke hain par meri ummeed mein mera saath dijiye. Agar aapka yakeen dagmaga raha hai toh mere yakeen par yakeen kijiye. Humaari ARZU zaroor poori hogi."

Zoya once again closed her eyes and prayed for a child before tying the cradle on the marble screen. While she was praying Asad saw a light on her face. The strength she had to go through this heartbreak every month and to strength to wish once again. He saw the determination on her face. He closed his eyes and prayed. Ya mere maula, main har ummeed kho chukka hoon. Manta hoon ki naummeedi gunah hai issliye aaj dobara Zoya ki ummeed se apni ummeed jod rahahoon. Unke yakeen par yakeen kar raha hoon. Mere maula tu mujhe chahe kitni bhi naummeedi de de. Mera chahe jitna yakeen tod de par meri tujhse sirf ye ilteja hai ki tu Zoya ki har ummeed poori kar de. Unka yakeen barkaraar rakh.' Zoya too prayed. She always included Asad's happiness in her prayers. Ya Allah, tune mujhe kabhi meri ammi ka chehra nahi dikhaya. Ammi ke pyar se mujhe mehroom rakha hai. Main mehsoos karna chahti hoon ki kaisa hota hai ammi aur uske bache ka rishta. Asad ko mere abbu ne unke abbjaani bankar bahut mohabbat ki hai par main jaanti hoon ki unke andar ka wo masoom baccha jisne apni ammi ko khone ke baad apne abbu se ummeed lagayi thi wo baccha buri tarah se naummeed hua tha. Aaj bhi Asad ke andar ke bacche mein wo tadap hai aur wo tadap sirf tab door hogi jab wo apne bacche ko har wo cheez wo mohabbat denge jo unhe apne abbu se kabhi nahi mili. Humaari bas inti guzaarish sun le mere maula. Rehem kar mere maula.'

Asad and Zoya opened their eyes and looked at each other. Zoya took the cradle and tied it on the marble screen. Suddenly the thread of the cradle came loose. Asad and Zoya both caught the cradle before it would fall on the ground. For the first time Asad and Zoya together tied the cradle on the marble screen. Zoya had a strange feeling inside her.

On their way back Zoya got many signs that this time they would definitely conceive. She saw a pregnant woman, an infant with her mother, a school girl on her way to the school with her father and a small family of four. She could not stop smiling. Asad looked at her but did not understand the reason behind her smile. He just hoped and prayed that that smile always stay on her face and that he would do everything in his power so that Zoya's smile would never fade. Asad and Zoya reached home. Asad went to the study and Zoya went to their bedroom. Ever since Asad and Zoya had tied the cradle on the marble screen Zoya was feeling something which was strangely right. She went to the washroom. Asad was in the home office where he was conducting a meeting. Sometime later Zoya gave a call to Asad on the intercom. "Suniye jaldi se upar aaiye. Bahut important kaam hai." "Aap log meeting continue kijiye main thodi der mein aata hoon." Zoya could hear that Asad said thodi der. She immediately sent him a text. Thodi der nahi. 1hour no make it 2.' "Abhi ke liye bas itna hi. Aap log office jakar aaj humne jitna discuss kiya hai utna presentation banakar rakhiye main aap sab se kal office mein milta hoon."

After everyone left Asad came to the bedroom. "Zoya ye kya hai meri meeting chal rahi thi. Mujhe sabko office bhejna pada. Aap bhi na iss waqt?" Zoya came close to Asad and put her arms around his neck. "Mujhe pyar kijiye na Asad I want to get pregnant." Asad and Zoya had been making love whenever they got the chance. They used to do everything right so that they would conceive but they had not. Someimtes Asad thought that they made love just to get pregnant and did not enjoy it. Zoya called him to the bedroom and that meant only one thing they had to jump into bed and make love. Zoya was going to close the door when Asad stopped her. "Zoya aapko nahi lagta that we make love just to get pregnant. Zoya main aapko pyar karna chahta hoon but not just to make a baby. It is a beautiful time and we should enjoy when we make love. Main jaanta hoon ki humein baby chahiye and aapne mujhe bataya nahi but aapko lagta hai that this time will be the time we conceive. Kya aap nahi chahengi ki wo pal humein humesha yaad rahe jab hum ek nayi zindagi ko banaye?" "Iska matlab aapko..." "Maine ye toh nahi kaha na Zoya. We have the whole day. Right?" "Hmm..." "Toh let's enjoy the day."

Asad and Zoya were all alone in the house. Asad gave a leave to the home staff. Zoya planned their day together. They made lunch together and while doing so had some lovey dovey moments. Zoya was at her naughty best. She on purpose spilled water on Asad's white shirt. "Oops." "Oops? Hmm?..." "Wo galti se ho gaya." "Galti se? Accha?..." "Asad ye kya kiya aapne?" "Zoya aapko pata hai na main equality mein believe karta hoon. So if my shirt comes off so does your top." "OK." Zoya removed her top and gave a sly smirk to Asad. He stood there in his blue denims after removing the shirt and his madam stood there in her spaghetti top and denims. After the first time Asad had made I Love You {Dawat Basmati Rice} for Zoya, and they had made love for the first time, Asad and Zoya many a times together made I Love You. This was yet another day when they made I Love You together. After they had their lunch Asad and Zoya drank coffee in the study room where they talked about their present and future. The day passed as they continued to talk with each other, smiled at each other and spend some romantic moments.

After dinner Zoya went to the bedroom and Asad went to the study to work on some files. He promised to be there in the the bedroom in an hour. Asad sat in the study, pouring over his work and lap top. He had needed some alone time with project he had discussed with his team that morning. It was pitch black outside, almost midnight. He had come there directly after dinner, after changing into his pyjamas. He didn't hear Zoya open the door so that she could come in, didn't even hear her soft footsteps as she entered the study. Zoya looked down at him, grinned, shaking her head. Of course he'd still be in there. He probably lost track of the time. She had been waiting for him in the bedroom. He had promised to be there in an hour but after waiting for 2 hours a huffing puffing Zoya had come to the study. She wanted to shake him up and take him the the bedroom and show him the decorations she had done for their beautiful night. As she looked down at him now her anger melted away, and her chest was filled with an emotion she could only describe as love and affection. He was absorbed in his work and his files his eyes moving slightly as he read, his head bent even closer to the laptop screen. Of course, Asad didn't even know she was there he'd always been like that, so absorbed in his own little world when it came to his work.

Seeing as he was so engrossed in his work, she lied down on the grenecian couch taking the book from the side table, which she had been reading since a month. With an open book in her hand, she happily enjoyed studying every inch of him. His face changing with every word he read, his fingers meticulously typing, his handsome lips moving slightly. She stopped her studying and became fascinated by his lock fallen on his forehead. As she moved to push his hair away, Asad did it himself, eyes never leaving the screen. She smiled and settled back into couch, continuing to enjoy the sight of him working, as though that is the most fascinating sight that she had come across in her life. He murmured something which brought a smile to her face. As the night grew longer and she still did not feel the need to alert him to her presence, although she had been sitting there for quite some time, she felt her eyelids getting heavier, but she struggled to fight against her fatigue. She was savouring this moment and thought it was considerably better spent sitting here, alone with Asad and memorizing every inch of him, rather than sleeping. Her eyes roved over his ear, slowly slithered down the curve of his neck, stopped for a moment when they reached his collarbone, lingered at his strong shoulder, down his muscular arm, and to his long fingers that are busily typing. She moved them back up to his lips, licking her own that were suddenly dry. She imagined him looking up, throwing his work aside, then to come to press those perfect lips against hers.

Zoya was busy ogling at Asad. "Maza aa raha hai?" "Asad? Aapko pata tha ki main yahaan hoon?" "Of course the second you walked in mujhe ehsaas ho gaya tha." "Haw toh bataya kyun nahi?" "Enjoy kar raha tha." "Kya?" "Ek khoobsoorat ladki ka mujhe aise taadna." "Accha apapko accha lagta hai agar khoobsoorat ladkiyaan aapko taade?" "Nahi sab nahi sirf ek. Meri Zoya." Asad came to her and saw Zoya sprawled over the couch. He was amused to see his Diva at that hour of the night looking amazing draped Black georgette and dupion net saree embellished with bead, zardosi, and sequins. His eyes roved all over her beautiful form. He raised his eye brows asking her why she was dressed as she was. "Chaliye na Asad room mein bahut raat ho gayi hai." Asad kissed her on the forehead. Then excused him self. "Asad ne mujhe iss sari mein dekha. Off shoulder blouse hai. Beautiful lag rahi hoon main. I would say sexy too. Phir bhi Asad ko kuch kuch toh kya kuch bhi nahi hua? Forehead pe kiss karke chale gaye. Main koi choti bacchi hoon kya? Kahaan gaye? Bahut ho gaya office ka kaam ab ghar ka kaam karne ka time hai. Asad!!!" Zoya got off the couch to go look for Asad. She looked every where in the house and finally reached the terrace. "Asad yahaan kaise honge? Itni raat ko terrace par kya kar rahe honge?" She opened the door leading to the terrace and was amazed by what she saw.

Asad and Zoya did not have the traditional first night on the night of their nikaah. Asad thought what better way to bring a new life into this world than to start from where they should have. The terrace had come alive with candle light. A path of red rose petals led her to a white rot iron bed. Zoya saw the luxury mulberry silk wedding bedding set spread on the bed which was gifted to her and Asad by Sadia as their wedding gift. Asad came and stood behind her. He wrapped his arms around her and rested his chin on her shoulder. "Kaisa laga mera surprise?" "Jaise aap lagte hain. Bahut accha. Ye sab kab kiya aapne? Maine room mein surprise plan kiya tha." "I know that we can use in the morning." Asad moistened his lips and kissed her nape softly. His breath was caressing her skin. His strong masculine odor was driving her crazy. Her body responded to his touch. Asad slowly raised his head and moved to the crook of her neck. He caressed her neck with his hot breath and nuzzled his face in her crook making her go weak in her lower limbs. He was holding her shoulder with one hand while the other hand took its position on her waist. His intimate touch was awakening every part of her body just like the first time when he had touched her. She was breathing unevenly and her body was shivering under his touch. Zoya stood there enjoying the sweet torture. Asad with one hand was making heart shaped patterns on her stomach near the navel and the other was playing with the dories of her choli. He whispered in her ears Iss duniya mein aapsa khoobsoorat aur koi nahi' in his husky voice. She turned around and buried herself in his chest. After a few minutes she looked into Asad's eyes when he lifted her face holding her chin. His eyes were filled with desire and passion the intensity was enough to burn her alive and she had the same wild desire in her eyes. She was blushing heavily and he is enjoying the effect he had on her. A wicked thought crossed his mind and he slightly nibbled her ear lobe making her insane. Unable to contain the feelings she flinched and snaked her arms around his neck. He bent over to plant a kiss. She closed her eyes in anticipation. He claimed her petals with his lips for a gentle kiss. He wanted kiss to be as gentle as possible but in a couple of moments the kiss turned into wild passionate one. He crushed his lips in to hers, living the moment, deepened the kiss probing, tasting, seeking. Zoya responded to Asad's actions with equal fervor. The kiss was broken only for them to catch their breath. This was just the beginning of a memorable night filled with passion. They again engaged in the ancient art of love making. Their bodies were in sync and hearts in rhythm. They screamed each other's name as they came. Asad and Zoya made passionate love which would prove to be a productive one. They wished for it to have led to them becoming parents. They were both satiated. They lay facing each other looking deep into each other's eyes with the purest of emotions in hopes of becoming parents. They both were catching their breath. Tears were running down Zoya's eyes as this was the time they had once again tried to get pregnant and she was sure that she had conceived their child. Asad kissed Zoya's her tears away. Zoya rested for a while in that position and Asad fed some chocolate which she loved having after making love. It was the perfect sweet end to the sweet and passionate time they had just spent. They both hoped and prayed that they had made a baby in that moment. Asad and Zoya slept peacefully in each other's arms.

**

It was evening and at any given moment Asad would return from the office. Zoya was excitedly waiting for him to return. She was in their bedroom when she heard the honk of his car. She ran down the stairs and flew in to his arms. "Asad I missed..." Zoya could not finish her sentence as Asad excitedly lifted her and twirled. "Waise main sirf last 6 hours se office mein tha but maine bhi aapko bahut miss kiya. I missed you too." Asad bend low to kiss her... "Nahi aapko miss karne wala miss nahi..." Asad could not believe that Zoya did not miss him when he missed her so much. "What? Iska matlab aapne mujhe miss nahi kiya? Ye accha hai abhi toh sirf hum dono hain par aake paas time nahi hai mujhe miss karne ka mujhe yaad karne ka. Baby ke aane ke baad toh pata nahi mera kya hoga? Aap toh mujhe dekhengi bhi nahi. Mujhe baat bhi nahi karengi. Mujhe pyar bhi nahi karengi. Na yaad karengi aur na miss karengi." He pouted and went far away from her and sat on the high back chair with his hands crossed at his chest. Zoya came to him and sat on his lap. "Aww mere cute se shauhar humaare uss baby se jal rahe hain jo ab tak aaya bhi nahi hai. Asad meri zindagi aap se hai. Meri har khushi aap se hai. Aap meri life ki number one priority hain. Mera saara pyar aapke liye hai. Mera saara attention aapke liye hai. baby ke aane ke baad aapke liye mera pyar batega nahi balki badhega. Asad aapne mujhe zindagi ki saari khushiyaan di hain, humaara baby humaari khushiyon ko badha dega. So Mr. Jealous aapki biwi ka pyaar aapke liye for ever 100% hoga. Aur humaare baby ki ammi ka pyar uske liye 100% hoga."

"OK baba ab main bilkul insecure nahi hoon waise main aapko bata doon ki main toh humaari beti se aapse jitna pyar karta hoon na uss se double pyar karoonga." "Kyun?" "Zoya se main 100% pyar karta hoon toh choti Zoya se Zoya ke liye jo 100% hai wo + chhoti ka bhi toh 100% hoga." "Hmm... Asad aap na pakke businessman hain. Ab chalen? I have missed aur main iss baar bahut hi zyaada hopeful hoon." Asad knew that Zoya's excitement level was always this high when she was late for her periods. He knew that this time she was late by a week but still wanted her to know the result could very well be a negative. "Zoya, aap jaanti hain na ki iss baar bhi shayad..." "Jaanti hoon Asad ki kai baar humen socha ki test positive hoga but wo negative nikla but main aapko explain nahi kar sakti ki uss din jab hum dargaah par gaye the tabse mujhe aisa kyun feel ho raha hai but I know ki iss baar positive hi hoga result." Asad lifted Zoya in his arms. "Asad ye kya kar rahe hain aap? Abhi humein kuch pata nahi aur waise bhi mujhe Mount Everest nahi climb karna bas kuch seedhiyaan hain." "Jo bhi ho aapne kaha na ki aapko aisi feeling aa rahi hai ki test positive hoga, toh bas main apni bacchi aur apni bacchi ki ammi ko koi takleef nahi hone dena chahta." Asad and Zoya come to the bedroom and Zoya goes to the washroom followed by Asad.

"Asad please aap bahar jaaiye na." "Zoya why are you behaving like a child? Aisa toh nahi hai ki humein kabhi washroom share nahi kiya." "Asad please, I know but wo nahane ke liye saath mein use kiya hai. Main aapke saamne... Asad agar aap mujhe dekhenge toh main susu nahi kar paoongi" "Zoya stop acting like a child and just pee." "Mujhse nahi hoga." "Zoya time waste mat kijiye. Alright I am facing away from you. Ab theek hai? Now do it." "Nahi... aap dekhnege nahi par sunenge toh sahi na." "OK dekhe main tap on ka raha hoon. Now I will not be able to hear." "Asad please bahar jaaiye na dekhiye bas 2minutes ke liye. Mere liye... Main aapki biwi hoon na aap mere liye itna bhi nahi kar sakte." "Zoya aap par na ek proffesion bahut suit karega, blackmailing ka! Itna blackmail karti hain jitna koi criminal bhi nahi karta hoga. You should be handcuffed and ..." Zoya's emotional blackmailing pout turned in to a naughty smirk. "Ok abhi aap emotionally blackmail hokar meri baat maaniye, then I promise main hancuffed hokar aapki har baat manoongi." Asad shyly smiled and went out of the washroom. Zoya took care of her business. "Asad ho gaya aa jaaiye." "Kya hai?" "Asad patience rakhiye. Bas 2 to 5 minutes." Asad and Zoya felt like that was the longest wait ever. It was just excruciating...

Finaly the wait was over. Zoya took the pregnancy test in her hand and her eyes welled up. "Zoya kya hua? I knew it aap kuch zyada hi excite ho gayi thi aur ab naummeedi haath lagi..." "Asad main ummeed se hoon." "I know abhi bhi aapko ummeed hai..." "Asad main ummeed se hoon." Zoya stressed on each and every word. Asad tried to understand what she said and then Zoya nodded happily. "You... I... We... aapka matlab hai..." "Yes Abbu Ahemd Khan, we are pregnant." Zoya showed Asad the test so that he could see it with his own eyes. After all Seeing is believing'. "2 lines 2 pink lines, kaash koi aisa home test hota jiss se humein ye pata chalta ki kitne babies hain. You know 1 pink line se log naummeed hote hain. 1 pink line 1 baby, 2 pink lines 2 babies aisa hona chahiye nahi?" Zoya just laughed on listeneing to Asad's cute statement. She put her arms around his neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss. The kiss lasted as long as they did not need to catch their breath. "Zoya ye test toh 99.99% hota hai na? Kal hum clinic jaakar test karwa lenge aur doctor se check up bhi. Zoya main jitna ho sakega aapka khayaal rakhoonga but aap jaanti hain na ki mujhe office bhi jana hoga... toh meri absence mein aap apna aur baby ka poora khayaal rakhiyega. Promise." "Pakka promise. Main janti hoon Asad ki aap par sirf humaari family nahi balki unn hazaaron mazdooraon ki families depend karti hain. Jab aap unn sabhi aur hummari family ka khayal rakhte hain toh kya main aapka saath nahi de sakti aapke absence mein humaari family ka khayal rakhke?"

Asad and Zoya hugged each other. They were both now impatient to get the pregnancy test done at the clinic. The following morning Asad and Zoya woke up early and got ready to go the the clinic. At the clinic Zoya's samples were taken for the test. They were special patients so the doctor asked to get the test results as soon as possible. Asad and Zoya closed their eyes and said silent prayers and asked Allah to have mercy on them. HE had given them the hope, joy and the happiness that they were would be parents when the home pregnancy test was positive. They prayed for HIM to have mercy on them one more time, just this once and for to have the test results be positive. "Congratualtions Mr. and Mrs. Asad Ahmed Khan aap parents banne wale hain. Zoya is six weeks pregnant." They were at the same clinic where in a moment's time the child inside Zoya's womb was terminated and her womb was empty and silent like on that day the clinic was. Today Zoya's womb had their child inside her. The doctor left the happy couple and would parents alone to express the intial joy. The joy they felt was insurmountable. "Zoya aapke yakeen ki jeet hui." "Nahi Asad jab tak sirf mujhe iss baat par yakeen tha ki hum aami abbu banenge tab tak hum nahi bane par uss din dargah par aapne meri ummeed se khud ki ummeed jodi, aapne mere yakeen par yakeen kiya, iss liye aaj... Humaare yakeen ki jeet hui hai Asad." "Humaari ARZU poori hui Zoya." Asad and Zoya hugged each other but then Asad left her. It is ok.' Blinked Zoya telling this to Asad and went ahead and hugged him. From the clinic Asad and Zoya went to the dargah to offer thanks.

**

"Asad." Zoya said sweetly trying to get Asad out of his deep sleep as sweetly and comfortingly as possible. "Hmm..." "Asad, please uthiye na." She continued to try to wake him up. "ASAD!!!" She pulled the blanket off of him. Asad bolted up in a second. "Kya hua? Is it time hospital jaana hai?" "Asad I am 6 months pregnant. Hospital nahi jana." "Oh accha. Good night." "Kya good night? Get up Asad." "Kya hua? Sone dijiye na. Kal subah mujhe office jaldi uthayengi aap." Asad complained like a small child. "Black forest ice cream khana hai baby ko." Zoya said rubbing her hand on her tummy which was getting bigger these days. Asad half asleep groggily scolded Zoya. "Aapko sharam nahi aati baby ke naam se mujhe ullu banate hue? Black forest cake hota hai ice cream nahi." "Nahi nahi aati. Now get up mujhe ice cream khane jana hai. Asad black forest ice cream hoti hai. Please chaliye." Zoya pulled off the blanket off of Asad and switched on the lights. Asad had to get up as he could not sleep when the lights were on. Ya Allah Zoya aur inki cravings. Har raat wo bhi aadhi raat ko inko kuch naya chahiye hota hai and by the time unko doon unhe nahi khana hota hai. Chalo Asad Miya iss waqt ice cream shop jakar biwi aur baby dono ki farmaish poori karo.' Asad did not like to lose his sleep at night, he did crib but it was all worth it when he saw Zoya relish on the food and satisfy her craving. "Chaliye chalte hain." Zoya's pout turned in to a wide smile. They got dressed and Asad drove around town at half past midnight to find Black forest ice cream. They could not find the ice cream in any of the ice cream shops. "Zoya aapko kuch aur khana hai? Koi aur flavor? Main kal black forest ice cream dhoondh kar le aaoonga." "Nahi mujhe koi aur flavor nahi chahiye. Aur aap kal ice cream lakar kya karenge jab mujhe abhi khaane ka mann kar raha hai? Mujhe abhi chahiye." Zoya crossed her hands at her chest. Asad kept on dirving and stopped at many ice cream shops but he could not find it. It was 2:00 am now. "Asad" Zoya said in a singing voice. "Kya hai?" "Aap gussa nahi karenge toh ek baat kahoon?" Zoya smiled like a small child. "Kahiye." "Wo na mujhe abhi abhi yaad aaya ki ghar par fridge mein black forest ice cream ka ek tub hai." "Kya?" "Shh... gussha nahi baby darr jaayega." Asad glared at Zoya who gave him a sweet smile. Asad drove them back home. Zoya was feeling tired so Asad lifted her in his arms and took her inside the house. They talked while Zoya enjoyed her ice cream. She was a mess. Asad cleaned her hands and mouth. He gave her his hand to get up from the chair but she raised both her arms like a small child. "Utho." Asad again lifted her up in his arms and took her to the bedroom. He placed her on the bed and lay next to her. He caressed her face till she fell asleep.

Zoya woke up about an hour later to go to the washroom. Asad was not in bed. She saw light coming out through the slightly open washroom door. She went there to se Asad trying to put balm on his lower back. "Main bahut moti ho gayi hoon na? Ab mujhe uthane se aapko dard hota hai." Asad turned around when he heard Zoya's words. He saw that her eyes had welled up. She had been feeling very insecure about her body these days.

He was reminded of an incident which happened 2 days ago. Asad was in the office when he got a call from Zoya. "Asad aap jaldi se ghar aa jaaiye." "Kya hua Zoya aap ro kyun rahi hain?" "Kuch nahi bas aap abhi ghar aa jaaiye." Zoya could not stop crying. Asad drove as fast as he could and broke quite a few traffic regulations. He would have taken an hour to reach home on other days but he was there in half the time. "Zoya!!! Zoya!!! Khaan hain aap?" "Asad main yahaan hoon bedroom mein." Asad rushed to the bedroom and saw Zoya there sitting in the middle of a heap of clothes. He realized what had happened. "Zoya shh cup ekdum chup. Arre shona aise rote nahi. All pregnant women go through such a phase. I know ki aap abhi thodi weighty ho gayi hain and aapke measurements bhi change..." Asad stopped as he saw Zoya glaring at him. "Kya hua?" "Aap mujhe samjhane ke bahane mujhe moti keh rahe hain?" "Nahi wo maine socha ki aap low feel iss liye..." "Maine aapko iss liye nahi bulaya. Main jaanti hoon Asad ki my measurements have changed and one change aapko bhi bahut accha lag raha hai. Wo main ye kapde yahaan se nikaal rahi thi so that I can put my maternity clothes here. Main thak gayi toh main baith gayi aur ab..." Zoya began to cry once more and Asad noticed that she was sitting on a bean bag and now she could not get off of it. He smiled and got her off the bean bag and made her sit on the rocking chair. "Zoya aap bahut beautiful lag rahi hain. Aapko pata hai jab ek aurat ma banne wali hoti hai tab wo apni poori life mein nahi lag sakti utni beautiful lagti hai.

Asad came out of his memory land when he felt the warmth of the pain reliver on his back and Zoya's tender fingers applying pressure to soothe his pain. Asad turned around and cupped her face and pecked her on the forehead. Just as Asad was about to kiss her on the lips she pushed him away and rushed to pee. Asad made her lie on the bed and pat her head till she fell asleep.

**

Asad and Zoya were very excited for the baby. Asad had planned and designed the nursery according to his and Zoya's inputs. They had fights while designing the nursery. Asad like any father wanted a baby girl and Zoya wanted a baby boy. Finally they settled on shades of purple. The nursery's theme was a dreamy heaven. The baby was God sent for them. Angels in the heaven had smiled upon them and they were blessed with the child they would soon welcome into their little world. Asad went to the office for half a day and the rest of the work he did from home. Zoya was now in the 8^th month and she felt she was a big as a small sized Syntax water tank which they had on their terrace. Asad did everything to make her feel pretty. He had her designer design maternity clothes for her. He helped her get ready and had also learned how to paint her toes. Zoya was not much of a reader but she liked to look at the pictures in the mother and child care books which Asad read. "Zoya aise scratch nahi karne nishaan pad jaayegne maine iss book mein padha hai." Asad saw Zoya scratch her tummy. "Mujhe itchy feel ho raha hai." "Zoya aapki skin stretch ho rahi hai iss liye. Aaj aapne lotion nahi lagaya?" "Washroom mein jo tha wo khatam ho gaya hai thoda sa tha maine lagaya tha." Asad went and got another jar of her lotion. He settled on the bed behind Zoya. She rested her back on his chest. He lefted her Tshirt up and dabbed some lotion on her tummy and gently massaged. "Asad main aur kitni moti hone wali hoon? Main ye baby fat kaise loose karoongi? Seriously ab mujhse nahi saha jaata. Ek waqt tha I was too hot to handle now I have become too big to handle. Aapke office mein sab titliyan aapke aas paas udti rehti hongi na?" "Muah! Zoya I know aap insecure feel kar rahi hain but you know what iss jahaan mein mere liye bas aap hi maayne rakhti hain. Mere office mein koi titli nahi hai. Haan meri life mein ek phool hai aur main uska bhawra." "Asad!!! Kahan se seekhi aapne aisi baatein?" "Bas seekh lee. Aapke liye main kuch bhi kar sakta hoon." "Sachhi? Toh thoda aur lotion lekar massage kijiyena I love it." Zoya fell asleep in that position. Asad had been taking care of Zoya from the time she entered his life as a 16years old teenager. Now that teenager was a fully grown woman, his wife and the mother of his child. He made Zoya sleep on his side of the bed and lied on her side admiring her he went down memory lane of their journey from the first meeting till that moment. A wide smile appeared on his face, thinking that he found love when he was not expecting and in a person he never expected to love or be loved by.

He remembered their first visit to the doctor. She had confirmed Zoya's pregnancy. At that time Zoya was six weeks long. The doctor did Zoya's check up after the test results came in and she told them that she was going to perform their first ultrasound. Asad and Zoya were anxious to see what the little one looked like and could hardly wait for the first sonogram but to know that everything was well was more important. On their first scan at 6 weeks they waited anxiously to hear the heartbeat. All of a sudden, the room filled with the loud thud of the baby's heartbeat! The doctor told them that their baby had a healthy heartbeat. They couldn't believe that they were actually hearing clippity clop of their baby's heart beating for the first time! "Humaare baby ke dil ki dhakan Zoya." "Asad maine itni pyari awaaz pehle kabhi nahi suni." The doctor then proceeded to show them the teeny tiny little baby. They were ecstatic to see the tiny fleck on the screen! Zoya could not remember a moment she had been happy than this. They saw the most amazing eye opener in their entire life. To Asad there was NO feeling like that. Words could not even describe the tense scared feeling that was in the pit of his stomach. They were left alone by the doctor to share that moment. "Thank you Zoya. Allah ne mujhe aap diya but aapne mujhe meri zindagi ka sabse anmol tohfa diya hai." Asad with pride was looking at the monitor and Zoya wiped the tears which escaped the corner of his eyes.

"I love you Asad. Thank you for giving me a family." Asad gently massaged her stomach. "Humaara baby hai yahaan. I promise Zoya to do my best to keep you and our child happy and safe. I will be the kind of father to the babyI longed for but never had." "Humein pata hai."

The happiness they felt was insurmountable!

**

Asad and Zoya had heard the bond between a parent and child is unique, magical and extremely strong. Asad was there is the labor room with Zoya. She had been in labor for 10 hours. 10 hours she had been in pain but had strongly fouhgt every bit of it. Finally the time had come when she could deliver. He had never seen a woman do a more amazing thing than bring a child into the world. He was standing next to Zoya holding her hand boosting her to push. That final push and they heard the first cry. Asad went to see the baby. "Zoya she is so pretty." "She?" "Yup main jeet gaya." Asad let out a joyous scream. Zoya was tired and in pain of pushing a baby out of her body. "Asad I swear agar aapne main jeet gaya maine jeet gaya kiya hai na toh main aapko choodoongi nahi."

The doctor asked Asad to cut the umbilical cord. The doctor placed the baby on Zoya's chest as soon as she was born. They had already bonded with the baby to a degree when it was inside the womb but when they held her for the first time, the bond was of an entirely new level. They counted all toes and fingers. Their daughter opened her eyes and smiled. She was beautifully perfect. On this most joyous occasion, the new parents experienced a roller-coaster of emotions. The baby was then taken to be cleaned and checked. She was fine. Asad followed her where ever she was taken. The nurse placed an angel wrapped in baby pink blanket in Asad's arms. Asad brought her to Zoya. Zoya could not stop smiling at the little baby. Zoya was to nurse the baby for the first time. Asad did not know whether he should be there or no. As he was about to leave Asad was stopped by Zoya. "Asad aap kahan jaa rahe hain?" "Wo main..." The doctor understood Asad's feelings as she had seen many men not being able to see the child feed on the mnother's breast milk. "Mr. Khan baby ka first feed use apni ma se jodta hai and you being there ios all a new experience for both of you. Ye sirf ma aur baache ka nahi family bonding time ban sakta hai. You can stay, you should stay." The nurse helped Zoya to give the baby the frist feed. Zoya felt very sad as she ahd during her pregnancy. Both Asad and Zoya did not have their mothers who could be with Zoya during her pregnancy. Though Saaida's mother was there and she guided and helped Asad and Zoya it was not the same. After the baby was fed Asad burped it, thanks to the parenting and child care classes they had taken and Asad being awarded the best student there. Zoya saw the baby in Asad's arms and the smile on his face. She had given him the ultimate happiness he hadcraved for. Asad saw Zoya look at him and the baby with teary eyes. He came to her and sat next to her. They both held their baby and he put his one arm aournd her. "Thank you Zoya." "Maine kuch nahi kiya Asad. Ye khushiyaan toh humaari kismet mein thi." Asad kissed Zoya's tears away. They both forgot themselves and the pain Zoya had been in when they saw the baby open and close her eyes. Her cute yawn made their smiles reach their ears.

As time passed Asad and Zoya enjoyed many of the joys of parenting which they had expected but there were also many other thrills that snuck up on them when they least expected for which they never knew to prepare for. Their daughter Arzu was an angel at times and a cutely devilish on other times.

**

Six months had passed by since Arzu's birth. Asad and Zoya's lives had completely changed after her arrival. Asad came home to see an exhausted Zoya trying hard so that Arzu would fall asleep but she was not giving in and Zoya was fatigued. "Asad accha hua aap aa gaye. Ab aap hi sambhaliye apni laadli ko. Kabse sulaane ki koshish kar rahi hoon so hi nahi rahi." Arzu was 6 months old and already a handful for her parents. Asad had just returned from a 3 day business tour. He quickly went and freshened up. "Mujhe dijiye meri princess abbu ke sulaane se hi soti hai. Zoya Arzu ne doodh toh pee liya hai na?" "Jee. Asad please aap ise sula dijiye tab tak main aapka diner garam karti hoon. Wo bahut late ho gaya toh maine Haseena ko ghar bhej diya hai." "OK. Bye ammi. Arzu ammi ko bye bolo aur good night bhi." Zoya smiled at Asad. He looked so cute when he was all babyish with Arzu. "Kya hua meri princess kyun soi soi nahi kar rahi hai? Ammi ko aise pareshan karte hain? Nahi na. Aap toh abbu ki acchi beti ho. Aapko pata tha aaj abbu aane wale hian isshliye aap nahi sho rahe? Abbu ko bahut miss kiya aapne? Aabu ne bhi aapko bahut miss kiya." Zoya was in the kitchen hearing Asad's one sided conversation with Arzu. She smiled to herself.

Asad placed Arzu in her crib. He played her favorite lullaby on the guitar. Arzu used to go to sleep on hearing the melodious tune but not tonight. She was in her mastikhor mood. She closed her eyes while Asad was playing the guitar. He checked on her and thought that she went to sleep. Just as he switched of the lights and was about to move out of her room he heard her cry. Asad switched on the lights and saw that her teddy was on the floor. He picked it up and placed it next to her. Again when he was moving out she began to cry and Asad saw that her teddy was on the floor. Asad picked her teddy and placed it in the crib. Again she threw it out when she saw Asad was leaving. He turned and looked at her. She had her naughty smile. Asad came close to her crib and placed the teddy back. This time he did not leave instead he hid down below near her crib. She began to cry and then Asad showed her his face. She stopped crying and just to be sure that she was playing a trick on him he repeated his actions of hiding and she repeated her trick of crying to get her abbu to her. He took her out of her crib and began to sway so that she would go to sleep. "Arzu kya baat hai baccha? Aap soi soi kyun nahi kar rahe? Abbu ko miss kiya iss liye aap nahi chahte abbu jaaye? Ok chalo abbu aapke saath hi rahenge." Asad sat on the rocking chair and placed Arzu on his chest. She went to sleep and Asad too closed his eyes. Zoya who was waiting for him at the dinner table came up to check on him. She saw them sleeping. Such a sweet scene it was, a must see for every mother. She took a blanket and covered Arzu and her abbu with it. She kissed them on their foreheads and switched off the lights.

**

Three years of parenthood brought immeasurable, complete and utter joy along with trials, tribulations and difficulties to their lives. Arzu and Asad were playing in the garden. "Abbu main kab tall ho jaaoongi?" "Abhi..." "Kaishe?" "Aishe..." Asad laughed and picked her up and placed her on his shoulder. "Ammi... Ammi... see main abbu se tall ho gayi." Zoya who was putting Arzu's toys in her toy basket smiled at them. Asad did everything that Arzu wanted. He gave into every whim of hers but when it came to teach her right from wrong he did that too with the same dedication as he fulfilled her wishes. She was soon to start kindergarten. Asad and Zoya had given her the best of everything.

Later that evening Asad and Zoya were getting ready to prepare Arzu for the interview. "Asad aapne inka kindergarten ka syllabus dekha?" "Kindergarten mein humein syllabus ka matlab bhi nahi pata tha. Zoya waqt badal chuka hai there is too much competition. Bacchon ke saath parents ko bhi bahut mehnat karni hoti hai. Arzu kahan hai?" "Wo rahi apni train set ke saath khel rahi hai." "Arzu bache come here. Ab playtime over. Aapko school jana hai na toh uske liye kal aapko interview dena hai. Come here." Arzu wanted to go to school. She had seen many school children with fancy bags and bottles going to school. She had already learned many things at home. She was to beign a new phase of her life. She came and sat on her the chair facing Asad and Zoya.

"OK Arzu bacche ab abbu aapko questions ask karenge like kal aapko school mein teacher's poochenge so pay attention and answer abbu's questions beta. Kal aapka school ke liye interview hai. Jaise ammi abbu ne sikhaya hai waise answers do beta." "What is your name?" "My name is Arzu Asad Ahmed Khan. Abbu ammi why is my name Arzu?" "Arzu beta ye abbu aapko baad mein explain karenge." "But ammi kal poocha toh?" Asad smiled at Zoya. She was herself a chatter box but could not match Arzu when she opened her mouth. Arzu's questions were sometimes difficult to answer. He lef tit to Zoya to explain the meaning of Arzu's name to her. Zoya smiled as it was very easy. "Arzu, aap ko pata hai aapke name ka meaning kya hai?" "Kya ammi?" "Desire." "Dizyear. Meaning?" "Desire ka meaning hai jaise humein kuch chhaiye ho toh hum kehte hain I desire it, mujhe uski chahat hai. Jaise aami aur aabu ko aapki chahat thi. We desired you. Aap humaari arzu thi. Humaari har arzu aapse judi thi, hai aur rahengi. Iss liye humne aapka naam Arzu rakha. " Arzu was looking from Asad to Zoya and back to Asad. She was confused. She still did not get the meaning of her name. Her name was so msall then how come it had such a long meaning.

"Mere name ka meaning desire meaning chahat hai? Meaning samajh mein nahi aaya." "Zoya aap bhi na Arzu ye sab thodi samjhegi. Arzu come here. Hmm... abbu ke lap main baitho. OK Arzu aapka naam kya hai?" Arzu looked funnily at her abbu. "Arzu." "Arzu ke ammi abbu ke names kya hain?" Arzu now gave her confusing looks. "Ammi abbu." "No aap unhe kya bulate ho wo nahi aapko ammi abbu ke names sikhaye the na? Wo bolo" "Asad Ahmed Khan and Zoya Asad Ahmed Khan." "Very good ab Arzu ki spelling bolo." "A...R...Z...U..." "Very good. Ammi clap karo humaari intelligent Arzu ke liye." Zoya clapped which made Arzu very happy. "Arzu aapki name ke spelling mein A... aur Z... hai na? That means ammi abbu will always be with you kyunki unke names A... aur Z se start hote hain. That is why taki ammi abbu always aapke saath reh sake humne aapka ye name rakha. We never want to leave you alone. Because we love you." "Oh accha now I samjhi. Ammi aap bhi na. Aapko kuch nahi aata. Small baby ko aise explain karte hain." Zoya felt embarrassed and Asad and Arzu kissed her and tickled her to get her out of her embarrassment. Then Zoya began to tickle Arzu and Asad. Their home was filled with their happy laughter.

**

After dinner and some quality family time it was Arzu's sleeping time. Zoya had her brushed and ready for the night. Asad's duty was to read her a bed time story and make sure she fell asleep. Asad was in Arzu's room reading her a bed time story but his little angel was in no mood to sleep. She was too excited to sleep. Somehow Asad managed to get her to fall asleep. He made sure to properly bolt all doors and windows, switch off the lights and turn on her night lamp before leaving from Arzu's room. Asad stopped at the door of his and Zoya's bedroom. He stood there leading against the frame and admired the gorgeous beauty who was his wife. Zoya dressed in a gorgeous and sweeping vintage extra lacy black nylon nightgown. The floor length black nighty had sheer peek-a-boo floral lace breast panels, narrow piped nylon for the slinky shoulder straps, a gorgeous ~v~ shaped sheer floral lace insert at her back, overlapping nylon panels for her long skirt with a super sexy slit, trimmed in more lace and running the entire from beneath the breasts to the floor and more lace edging the hemline! The matching floor length black peignoir had wide lace framing the front panels, long luxurious sleeves gathered at each shoulder for an elegant touch and more extra wide lace surrounding each wrist... A long slinky nylon skirt and matching sash tie with inside security ties at the waist!

Zoya was near the bed making it ready for the night. Asad stood there ogling at her gorgeousness. He had a naughty smirk on his face. Zoya turned and saw Asad ogling at her. Asad's smirk told her all about his badmash iraade for the two of them and a sleepless night. She did not entertain his smirk and his eyes roving all over her body. The best way to get Asad out of his naughty mood was to talk about Arzu. "So so gayi aapki laadli?" "Uff badi mushkil se. Arzu bahut excited hai. Baar baar aakhenin khol rahi thi aur school ke baare mein pooch rahi thi. Abbu school kahan hai, kitna bada hai, kya kya teaching karenge... Shopping par jaane ko apni ammi ki tarah ever ready hai, school uniform, socks, shoes, books, pencils, school bag, water bottle, lunch box... poori list bata di hai mujhe. Badi mushkil se sulaya hai." "Are you sure Arzu so gayi hai?" "Arre haan baba maine acche se sulaya hai, kuch der ruka bhi to see wether she wakes up or no. So rahi hai." "Good. Ab aap bhi acchi bacchi ke acche abbu bankar so jaaiye kall jaldi uthna hai aur haan Arzu ka revision bhi karwana hai." Asad came from behind and hugged Zoya. "Main bhi so jaaoon? Lekin mujhe nahi sona nahi hai." "Asad so jaaiye." Zoya freed herself from Asad's hold. She was moving towards the dressing table but Asad cauight her hand. "Ye kya baat hui? Aap mujhe aise keh rahi hian jaise main koi chhota baccha hoon aur mujhe kal subah school jana hai." "Mr. Husband aap chhote bacche ki tarah hi zid kar rahe hain. Aapko school nahi jana par humein Arzu ko lekar school jana hai."

She gave him a naughty smile telling him he was not going to get any. He like a good boy had to go to sleep and no badmaashi would be allowed. Zoya made him sit on the bed and directed him to lie down, close his eyes and go to sleep. She was at the dressing table putting her night lotion. Asad in wait for her lied on the bed. "Accha ek baat toh bataiye ye Arzu kisi RoRo ki baat kar rahi thi. RoRo kitna cute hai, mera best friend hai, uski eyes kitni big big hain, I love playing with him..." Zoya was trying hard to control her laugh on seed Abbu Ahmed Khan worrying about his 3 year old daughter talking about a boy. Asad did not like that Zoya was not entertaining his question. He got of the bed and went to her. "Zoya tell me kaun hai ye RoRo?" Zoya sighed and got up to go to bed. Asad stood there not liking being ignored by his ek lauti biwi. He came to her and now they were both at the foot of the bed. "Zoya bataiye na kaun hai RoRo?" "Puppy." Asad smiled and kissed Zoya on her right cheek and was moving to her left cheek when Zoya stopped him. "Asad kiss wala pappi nahi, doggy wala puppy. Abbu Ahemd Khan pregnancy ke waqt har time beti chhaiye beti chahiye kar rahe the. Uska janam hua nahi ki Abbu Ahmed Khan worry karne lage. Nursery mein uske aas paas ke saare boys ko kaise ghoorte the aap. Asad aap bhi na 3 years ki hai Arzu. Toh kya hua agar kisi ladke se dosti ho?" "Kich galat nahi hai par aap ladko ko nahi jaanti bahut badmaash hote hain. Ye toh aapki kismet acchi hai ki aapko mujh jaisa seedha saadha banda mila." "Haan haan kyun nahi mere seedhe saadhe shauhar hain aap. Aapka badmaashiyon se door door tak koi rishta nahi. Hai na? Asad main roz Arzu ko park mein le jaati hoon na wahaan aata hai RoRo. Asad she loves the puppy so much. Hum bhi ek puppy le aaye Arzu ke liye?"

"Zoya idea toh accha hai but Arzu abhi bahut chhoti hai. Hum uske liye puppy nahi la sakte wo nahi sambhal paayegi. Haan full family ke liye la sakte hain." "Yipee." Zoya ever since she was a child wanted a pup but she never got it. Asad was very happy seeing Zoya happy. They had named their daughter Arzu and they were living every desire of theirs through her. "Ok ab aapko main puppy lakar de raha hoon toh kya mujhe thank you ke taur par kuch nahi milega? Ek pappi bhi nahi?" Asad pulled Zoya in for a kiss but before he could capture her soft luscious lips and suck the juices out of them... "Abbu ammi..." Zoya pushed Asad away. "Move." Arzu was standing at the door of their bedroom with her pillow, blanket and her her teddy which could mean only one thing. Asad's eyes popped on seeing her with her boriya bistra and hoped that she did not want to do what he thought she wanted to do. He looked at Zoya with a plead to help him make Arzu understand that she is an acchi baachi and that she should sleep in her room and not in her ammi abbu's. Zoya's controlled her giggle as she watched Asad's eyes followed Arzu as she ran from the door and jumped on to their bed and finally he shut them as now there was no way that he was going to get any. "Arzu aap yahan kya kar rahe ho? Abbu ne toh aapko pakki wali soi soi kara di thi na?" "Ammi abbu main yahan soi soi karoongi. Abbu aapne mujhe soi soi karayi thi but mujhe soi soi nahi aayi toh main aapke paash aa gayi. Come soi soi karo." Asad looked at Zoya who was giggling. "Haan ab toh soi soi hi karni padegi."

Asad and Zoya lied down on either side of Arzu. After some time Zoya felt a finger poking her. She opened her eyes. Asad and Zoya turned on their side and smiled. They began to whisper. After some time the blanket from between them was pushed off and Arzu got up. She looked at her ammi abbu with an annoying look. "Ammi abbu soi soi karo. We have to go to school in the morning. Abhi nahi soi soi karoge toh kal morning mein nahi get up karoge. Grumpy grumpy honge full day. Ab acche bacche ki jaise soi soi karo no ghus pus." Asad and Zoya liked being scolded by Arzu. Asad always spoke to Zoya in code language when Arzu was around and he never did one chance to pull her leg. "OK baccha waise aap na apni ammi ko kaho to be a good bacchi abbu toh acche bacche hain hi." "Oh really aap acche bacche hain? Joke tha? Hmm 3 mahine pehle poore 6 years ho gaye hummare nikaah ko. Itne saalon mein aap kitne acche the aur kitne badmaash uska poora hisaab hai mere paas." Arzu used to be fed up at times with her ammi abbu's childlike behavior. "Ok ok ab soi soi karo." Asad and Zoya did as Arzu wished. After sometime again an annoyed Arzu got up and stood on the bed. She was standing with her hands at her waist. "Ammi abbu soi soi karo. Maine ghus pus karne ko no bola toh aap beep beep kar rahe ho. No mobile soi soi time par. Main jaa rahi hoon apne room mein. Uff kitna disturb karte hain sone bhi nahi dete." Arzu got off the bed after scolding her parents.

Asad and Zoya followed her to her room with her blanket, pillow and her teddy. They tucked her in and wished her good night and sweet dreams. As Asad and Zoya were leaving from the room Arzu called out to Asad. "Abbu aapko pata hai aaj cartoon mein ghar mein chor aa gaye the." Asad smiled as he understood why Arzu was not able to sleep. He came to her and picked her up in his arms and took her to the window. "Arzu dekho guard uncle hai na wo humaare ghar mein koi chor ko nahi aane denge. Arzu ko ammi abbu se koi chura ke nahi le jaayega. Ok ab soi soi karte hain." Zoya came and took her in her arms while Asad showed Arzu that the doors to the balcony were properly locked. He also double checked the windows for her surety. He also checked the washroom for any bhoo bhoo's hiding in there but there was no one. "Abbu aap mujhe bahut love karte ho na aap mere liye bahut scare hote ho na so you see sab jagah room mein. But abbu aapko pata hai bed ke neeche bhi monsters hote hain. Aapne check nahi kiya. I am not scared of monsters main toh abbu ka brave baccha hoon na but I know you are scared for Arzu. If you will not see neeche bed ke aapko raat ko soi soi nahi aayegi toh aap dekh lo so that you can sleep." Asad and Zoya exchanged smiles and Asad checked under Arzu's bed for monsters. "Kuch nahi hai. Koi monster nahi aa sakta abbu ki brave beti ke paas hai na?" Once again Asad and Zoya tucked her in. They stayed by her side till she fell asleep. They slowly moved out of her room and closed the door a bit and stood there. Asad put his arm around Zoya's waist and she rested her head on his shoulder as they looked upon their daughter who slept peacefully with a sweet smile on her face.

"Asad hum humesha humesha aise hi khush rahenge na? Humaari khushiyon ko kisi ki nazar toh nahi lagegi na? Wada kijiye ki hum aur humaari Arzu hujesha safe aur happy rahenge." "I promise." He sealed this promise with a kiss as binding the pledge. Then, lifting her into his arms, he carried her to their bed.

Arzu would soon begin school beginning a new phase of her life. As their daughter began a new phase in her life, her parents too would begin a new phase in their lives.

Asad, Zoya and their daughter Arzu lived happily ever after...

A/N: Please scroll to the next post. Updated an HOUR early. Me good girl now all of you please hit 'LIKES' and do COMMENT.

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So all my readers this it it. The beautiful journey of Asad and Zoya In the story Chance One In A Million has found a new beginning as they welcomed their daughter Arzu in to their little world.

For all those who have supported me during this journey Thank You very much. The "LIKES" and COMMENTS boost the writer inside me to give you guys a better update every time.

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