Hey freinds,
Here are few doubts which i am clearing it.
Asad age is 30 and zoya is just in 20 not even done🤔
Zoya is not against asad but she is scrared of marriages.
And final thing. I love you all.
Duniya firangi siyapa hai fikar he gam ka papa hai..
Apna to bas yahi jyapa hai..fikar kare fukre 😳 😆
Update is dedicated to aisha and linsie...
Chapter 2"Asad?" Dilshad knocks the door waiting for her son to reply.
"Ji ammi. Aiye na!" He gets up from his bed and welcomes his mother in.
Dilshad walks in and sits on the edge of the bed,patting asad to sit next to her.
"Haan ammi"" he asks after few seconds. His eyes refuses to meet dilshad's concerned eyes.
"Asad?" She calls him again with love; "are you ok ?" She asks finally noticing the clear worry on his forehead.
"Ji ammi. I am ok!" He says quickly to trail of the topic soon she had started.
"I am your mother asad. Please don't lie to me at least" her voice holds the pain and her eyes tensed with concern for his son.
"Ammi." He sighed. And let himself get dissolve on floor keeping his head over her lap.
Dilshad stayed silent and calm letting his son to open up to her.
"Ammi I ...I just don't feel its right!" He sighed. Brushing his cheek on his mother's lap he let himself loose talking his concernt for his new relation with zoya.
"Asad its not like that beta. It's just new to you maybe that's why you are having those feeling" dilshad brushed her hand on his hair giving him silently encouragement to talk his worries to her.
" No ammi, i have seen her eyes. It holds pain, sadness. She is not happy ammi. I am afraid she is not ready too for marriage." He completed with his moist eyes. Holding another hand over his eyes to refrain them from watering.
"Asad. Why wont any girl be happy to marry you asad. You are smart, yoing and handsome talented business man who have just got rewarded with many trophies and awards. It would be any girl's dream to be with you. And zoya, she is so sweet and innocent girl. I know she have different aproach towards culture. But isn't it good asad. After all in end of the day every one need changes around us. Dont you think so? "She asks with a raise brow but with a sweet smile adding to her glory.
"Ammi. I know she is different. But-" he was cut off by dilshad in between she smiled looking at his son lovingly.
"But what asad? Now don't you tell me, you have never seen your bride in her" dilshad smirked causing asad to clear his throught he was clearly baffled with her direct questions.
"Ammi." He felt little awkward being caught by her ammi. He played with his collar to gain his posture and calm himself down before making any fool out of himself in front of his mother.
"What Ammi asad?" She said teasingly; " Don't you think it was obvious asad. Your different behavior towards her said it all. Don't i know my son enough to tell what is going on in his mind. Haan beta?" She asked pinching on his chin affectionately as shr hummed him to answer which obviously made him a little shy and all the memories of him admiring her came rushing to him making his lips twitch upward in a smile as he nods his head with a sweet laugh.
"Dekha i told you. Zoya is perfect for you. " she said smiling and ruffled his hairs in love.
"Ammi. Will everything go right? Am i doing right marrying her. Ammi if ..if ever she regret on ..on..i ..i..would-." He let the later words trail of , failing to bear the pain of completing it. Because if he completed he woild have to think it imagine it, and he just could not pitcher this ever. Not even in his dream.
"Everything will be fine asad. Allah bless you both to face any hurdles and differences if ever comes your way. I will pray to him to give my asad a loving wife who will not only love you but understand you and be your side all your life." She bring her hand in air for dua and spreads it on her face.
"Hmm." He says consoling his heart to chuck out all his fear and accept the happiness allah is giving him in his life.
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"Zoya?" Zeenat entered room and found it dim under the moon light.
"Zoya" she called her once more ,looking here and there to find some source of light to brighten the room.
"Yaha hu api" zoya finally called from the little space she had cornered herself to the wall and zeenat walked to the direction where the voice came from, amidst switching on the light.
The sudden kiss of brightness made her hug her lids several time leading to shed tears more down to her chin.
"Zoya, beta why are you crying bacche" zeenat hurriedly sat next to zoya taking her slightly in side hug.
"Api please. Save me. Appi please" zoya was shivering zeenat could feel it , and her fear and every strong emotion ran high to be ignored by her. So she pulled her in a bear hug and tried to soothe her with her kind and genuine words.
"Beta kya hua apko? Kisse bachao mai?" Zeenat tried to figure out the meaning behind her shivering sister which had bothered her so much that she had isolated heraelf from anwar and her appi. She had noticed her different behavior soon after they left Khan's Villa for home , she was being too quite contradicting her own bubbly nature. Which was rare!
"Appi, please mujhe kahi nahi bhejiye na aap. I dont want to marry so soon.please api, jeeju se kahiye na mujhe itne jaldi nikah nahi padwana please. Api. I want to study api. Let me stay with you two for some more years. I dont want to get married api, not so soon please." She sobbed seeking warm feel from zeenat. Zeenat however tried hard to take her wrong concepts regardimg marriage but what ever she said didn't reach her already occupied brains.
"Zoya, we know dilshad Bi. She is a very kind a and sweet woman. And asad is masha allah very good human being. Zoya you know we won't choose any wrong person for you. Anwar had inspected everything before accepting their proposal beta. You will be happy there" zeenat took her in a hug and kissed her forehead trying to cheer up her and make her feel better but she was too adamant after her believe. "Nikah ends all happiness api, there would nothing be left for me after this marriage api. Please save me." Zeenat looked at zoya with sadness in her eyes. She don't exactly remember when her little zoya have started to grow such belief against marriage. She was not surprise with her reaction as there were plenty of times where zoya have raised her voice not in a pleasant way against marriage. She still is a child by mind and zeenat feared that. As much as she wanted to bring her to maturity she shrinked herself back in her petite shell of childishness. Zeenat waited for a longer time allowing her mind to wander around all the best answer she could give to zoya to make her fear go away.
"Zoya, you are scared because till now wedding preparations have not started. Let it began once and you will yourself enjoy for this biggest day of your life. Now wash your face and change into night dress. I will get all of our dinner here. Today anwar and yout api will have dinner here with you. Ok bache" she lifted zoya's stain cheek wiping her tears with her palm.
"..hmm" zoya nods not trying to look into her eyes.
Zeenats gets up and leaves the room to bring anwar and food.
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It's already been 3 days when zoya and asad's nikah have been fixed. Asad is sitting on his regular chair on dining table whereas all other members of home are busy with listing out items for wedding preparation.
"Ammi, for bhaijaan's sherwani lets go to Ahmeddulla shop' its famous for bride-bridal wear. Even my friend say that." She adds scanning through some fashion magazines.
"No nazma, we will call a designer and ask him to make a sherwani just for my asad. It will enhance its uniqueness" dilshad added with an affirmative nod.
"Ammi when the designer will come and when will he stitch clothes. Listen to me na please, this shop already have exclusive wears by designer we have to just go and pick it. As it is you elders have fixed this wedding so soon." She btings her hand up counting her fingers, " one two three..." She pauses and opens her mouth in shock before pouting, "just 10 days ammi. " she says crossing her hands over her chest.
"Nazma no shop please, i have my friend number she has her own fashion designer may be we can talk him for asad's wear." Dilshad debated and nazma narrowed her eyes pouting even more.
Asad who was sitting across the table with newspaper could no longer focus on headlines of it . he felt himself smiling and blushing a little on the enthusiasm of the two beautiful ladies about his bride wear. He was enjoying this conversation silently behind the veil of newspaper. It feels so bless to have such a lovely family, he thought silently.
"Ammi, please. Ok will do one thing. Lets ask bhaijaan what he want to wear." Nazma finally said finding herself loosing the debate didn't helped her and she dragged her bhaijaan too in this debate.
"Bhaijaan. " she called, and asad hummed her to speak; "bhaijaan , please tell ammi na that you want to go for ahmeddullah shop. " she batted her eyes to melt her brother's heart but it all went waste as he chose what dilshad had decided and she again got a big frown on her face.
"Ok then, i have to make a call" nazma excused herself a little and dilshad with a nod got busied on her chore even asad got back to his monotonously Interesting headlines .
"Hello humera" nazma said with her soft voice.
"No we are not coming there" she adds talking with her hand as well.
Asad's brow scrunches and he concentrates on nazma's talking forgetting about his headlines for a while.
"I know we had planned to meet but bhaijaan wants to call designer instead of having what already is on sale" she angrily pouted and her sister cuteness caused asad to live a half smile.
"Oh say sorry to zeenat api. I thought i would have helped zoya too with her bridal wear there but . *sigh* you shall all go with zoya ...i am staying back at home" she finishes and looks up to her side only to find asad giving her a very stern masked expression . she thought she had told something wrong so she immediately covered it behind her stammering , "i mean you help zoya...zoya bhabhi with shopping" she looked back at asad and nods her head to yes as if asking is it right now? But asad's incredible expression remained fixed on his face making her sweat with fear.
Asad had heard namza's conversation with her college friend and zoya's neighbour Girl Humera siddique. So was zoya joining them for buying things, is she willing now to marry him. Why was she crying on our sagai? I mean yes it came as a surprise for her i know that but her sadness were total uncalled for. I have to talk to her as it is she never comes on phone to speak to him. Its always anwar or zeenat whom he had spoken ever since he had got their number. He desperately wanted to know why was she kind of ignoring him. Is she really that busy , that she don't have five minutes to talk to him. He silently read all the excuses her family made for her not receiving the call. He wanted to talk to once atleast before getting started with rituals. This is a good opportunity to talk to her' he thought. As he was thinking eyeing nazma , poor sister had already melted on floor in fear and sweat.
After a long cross questions by his heart and brain finally he decided to go to the shop, "ammi,ok lets go to shop first and if we dont like anything we shall go for designers cloths" he suggested and dilshad hitched her breathe.
A broad grin appeared on her face as she was ready to tease him again, " bhai wah" she flowered her finger giving amuse look ; "all of suddenly shop chalein" she grin to her ear; "chalo bhai, sahab ki begum ane wali hai. To jana to padega he " she laughed. Calling nazma to change her clothes and get ready they are going to the shop first.
Nazma felt a relief wash over her , 'ah! So bhaijaan was not angry on me but were thinking about zoya" she thought and instantly she corrected herself even in her thinking, "zoya... Bhabhi" she gulped and rushed towards her bedroom to change. Even dilshad left to wear something to outdoor.
Asad let himself walk to the near by window , he keeps a hand on the side of the door while he takes his phone out, dialing her number and bringing it back to his ear.
The ring goes on and on and like always it dies with out letting him hear her voice. He shuts his eyes as he question to himself again, "why are you behaving like this with me zoya?"
He nods as he Looks here and there with saddening voice, "you have to answer me zoya. You have to talk to me today" with this he keeps his both hands flat on the side of window letting the wind ruffle his hair.
"Answer me. Please".Edited by MILLI_SHAH - 11 years ago
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