Chapter 30
Zoya's hands swayed in the air as her blue gown spun around her, her bare feet danced on the lush grass. Her giggles filled the air while she spun repeatedly with her blindfold on trying to catch Asad.
"Asad, enough is enough okay?" She pointed her finger at no-one; Asad grinned lying across the grass, watching her amused as she danced around trying to grab the air in her petite hands. Asad tilted his head as his eyes went over her perfectly pouting lips, so pink, so round, she flipped her hair back waiting for him to answer.
"No cheating" Asad spoke softly, "Don't think flipping your hair will do much, I'm mesmerized but still in the game" He laughed pulling out a yellow daffodil and throwing it at her. She swiftly turned in an irritated mood and breathed out. Asad raised his eyebrow waiting for her to say something. Zoya limped on one foot trying to remove her anklet; she jumped onto the other and removed the other one. She held both of them in the air rotating on the spot to show them to him before throwing them. He opened his mouth wide; how was he going to play his turn now? Zoya stood still as she concentrated,
"Hello? What happened to you?" Asad snapped his fingers; Zoya's head shot towards him making him bite his tongue instantly. Zoya ran towards his voice, Asad quickly sat upright only to watch her tangle her feet on her dress and come flying forward towards. His eyes widened catching her on top of him, his ears deafened hearing her shriek his name as loud as her lungs allowed her. They remained still being able her the echoes of her shriek into the far distant of the island.
He could feel her breathing over his shoulder and her erratic heartbeat against his chest. She slowly lifted her head up removing the blindfold, she blinked furiously before focusing on his face; he was gazing at her intently. His fingers admired her rosy cheeks before tucking her hair back; Zoya quickly pecked his lips and jumped up cheering.
"I caught you!" She did a victory dance above him; she played her eyebrows smirking at him. He jumped up at her making her fly back a few steps; he picked up the blindfold she dropped. He looked at her dangerously in the most competitive way.
"Oh please Asad. You were cheating all that while. Anklets gone, no chance!" Zoya grinned at him. He stepped closer to her placing his hand on her waist pulling her towards him. He pressed her body against his, Zoya tilted her head back. She stared into his captivating eyes pouring with raw passion and the darkest of desires, Zoya held her breath. Asad brushed the back of his fingers against her cheek; he watched her hair dance around her head in frenzy as the sudden howling wind crashed past their bodies. Zoya closed her eyes facing to her side holding her cheek against her shoulder; Asad placed a soft kiss on her cheek. His wrap around her waist tightened pushing her further against him, Zoya's chest collided with his as she went on her toes.
"Asad..." She whispered feeling her breathing go short, her heart beating frantically inside her chest. She felt his fingers trail on her chest before playing with the side strap of her dress slowly sliding it down her right arm. She shivered feeling the air caress the naked part of her chest. Her hands that were on his chest moved under his arm and wrapped him into a hug, her lips pressed against his ears. She closed her eyes feeling his hand loosening her dress from the back. "Not here..."
"How does the grass sound?" He teased biting her ears. Zoya laughed softly.
"Why waste the king size bed inside the house?" Zoya moved away and looked at his grinning face. Her mischievous eyes glistened in his; he loved this girl so damn much. Asad scooped her up into his arms; Zoya hid her blushing face in his chest as he carried her into the house like a newlywed bride, which she was. He dimmed the lights kicking the door close behind him. He placed her onto the ground, Zoya tried running away but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.
"What did you say about the king-size bed?" He blew into her ears trailing his kisses on her shoulder and back. He spun her around and cupped her face,
"I love you Asad" Zoya whispered before reaching up and pressing her lips against his. Asad loosened her dress deepening the kiss trying to savour her taste, before he could allow his senses to take over, he reluctantly pulled back, Zoya grunted as he moved away from her.
"I really don't like these dresses" He pressed his forehead.
"Kyun?" She pouted throwing her hair back.
"They're too hard to take off" Asad complained innocently. Zoya shook her head smiling.
"Can you like wear shorter ones?" He asked her as she grabbed his shirt and strolled towards the bathroom. She half turned her body,
"Would you take me shopping wearing a mini dress?" Zoya raised her eyebrow.
"Of course not, there are too many perverts lurking around!" His face went red just imaging them ogling at his wife's legs. He tilted his head to look at her legs that were covered with the flowing dress. His eyes tore through the dress and pictured her legs; they were his amanat.
"Exactly!" Zoya laughed picking her dress up revealing her legs and entering the bathroom. Asad stared at the open door confused as to what her point was, realising she called him a pervert Asad paced towards the bathroom opening it dramatically.
"Did you just call me a pervert?" Asad stared at her back; she had changed into his white shirt in seconds. Why did she look extra hot in his clothes? He pressed his forehead being able to see more than he wanted at this point of his argument through the shirt. She turned around and blinked her innocent lashes at him.
"Now why on earth would I do that?" She mumbled before spitting out into the sink. Asad watched disgusted; she was doing this on purpose. She wiped her mouth with a towel and looked at him, her hands playing with the end of the shirt revealing more of her thighs. She shook her head pretending she didn't know what he was talking about.
"You just said exactly" He looked away.
"I merely just agreed with you Asad." Zoya walked past him.
"But" He fumbled for words trying to explain what he understood. He watched the side of her lips go up as she tried to keep a straight face, the expressions on his face changed in seconds. Zoya's eyes widened as she jumped up onto the bed squealing with laughter. She grabbed the pillows and threw them over him before running out of the door. Asad ran behind her, Zoya's shrieks and his laughter filled the empty house. Zoya stopped and turned around, Asad crashed into her making her fall back against the rug with him on top of her. He brushed her hair away looking straight into her eyes.
"I'm willing to become anything for you" He whispered, panting softly.
"You're my husband Asad, you're mine and that's all I ever want you to be for me." Zoya closed her eyes as he leaned in to kiss her neck. Zoya's hand trailed up his back and tangled in his air as her chest waved below his. His hands lingered on her thighs slowly caressing every bit of her skin up to her stomach. Zoya shivered, his touch gave her a huge sense of pleasure. It gave her comfort.
"From now on, you will only feel my touches. Tumhare body ki haar hisse pe sirf mere ehsaas hoga, tum sirf mujhe mehsoos karogi"
Zoya remembered his comforting words. That's all she ever wanted, to belong to him, to have his essence all over her. She pulled his hair tugging his head up and looked into his eyes. She reached for his lips,
"I love you too" Asad whispered against her lips.
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"Najma, listen to me" Asim ran behind her. Najma ignored him and sat inside the car closing him out. She looked up at him through the window and glared at him moving her eyes towards the wheel.
"Oh you want me to drive you?" He mocked as if it was the most obvious thing ever. She rolled her eyes before smiling. Asim ran around the car and sat inside. He breathed out holding onto the steering wheel.
"You can drive right?" Najma asked him.
"Of course I do" He shrugged his shoulders. Najma shook her head.
"That's great then, come on off to our outing!" Ayaan jumped inside the car. Humeira joined him.
"Where are we going guys?" Humeira asked innocently. She felt bad for ruining their moment, Ayaan is stupid at times.
"Movies" Asim spoke irritated, Najma nudged him. Ayaan winked at Humeira who elbowed his stomach to keep quiet.
"Great, what movie?" Ayaan asked not having learned his lesson.
"Oh are you joining us for that too?" Asim tried not be sarcastic.
"No-" Ayaan held his hand over Humeira's mouth. She tugged at his hand to let her go.
"Obviously, we're all going together. OUCH" He winced. He looked at Humeira; you cannibal.
"If you don't want us to come, just say so" Humeira spoke sadly.
"No, of course we want you to come" Najma eyed Asim to keep quiet. Ayaan leaned back against the car shaking his head; Tamater, you naughty naughty girl. Bhaijaan will have a surprise waiting for him. He looked over at an annoyed Humeira staring out of the window, he forced his arm behind her before pulling her to rest her head on his shoulder.
"I wonder where aapi and jeeju are, what they're doing..." Humeira spoke thoughtfully.
"Maan bhaijaan is too good! Wherever they are, they must spending some much needed alone time together" Najma sighed. Asim glanced at her.
"Your frisky, possessive, overprotective brother must be enjoying his time away from you lot who always disturbs his romantic moments. My poor Zoya, I wonder how she is putting up with the Akdu!" Asim spoke regretfully. "He wouldn't let his own family ogle at his wife!" Asim tried not to smile, he was so happy for her. Najma punched his arm.
"My brother!" She warned him.
"My possessive Jeeju" Humeira spoke behind, "He loves my aapi okay? Not a word or else" She too warned.
"Geez! Then again you two haven't faced his wrath then I'm guessing. The way he looks at me, I wonder sometimes why he hasn't buried me alive yet" He looked at Najma who frowned thinking about their future. Would her brother agree? He would most definitely grill him when he finds out, it doesn't matter who he is, his wife's friend will not exactly be his best friend. Asim pressed his eyes at her; It will be fine.
"I hope so" She whispered. She had high hopes that Zoya would save her; she had seen a change in her brother after Zoya's entry in his life. Maybe she was worrying for no reason, he wasn't the same man he was a year ago. He too was in love, he'd understand their love. Ayaan and Humeira exchanged glances; poor them. Humeira reached up to his ears.
"Tell them it will be fine" She told him.
"And miss their confession? No ways! And don't worry, I'm here. I'll sort everything out for my sister" Ayaan kissed her forehead. Humeira sighed in his arms; she herself couldn't wait to tell her sister about her love. She looked up at his face; she wanted to spend the rest of her life with this immature looking kid who she loved so much, she wanted to call him her husband. She looked away feeling his eyes move towards her. Ayaan sighed thinking about Mona; how the hell was he going to propose to Humeira without her. He needed her help, he really missed her. But he knew, she was having an amazing time wherever she was, she and his brother deserved it after everything they have been through. And that made him happy.
"Let's go inside" Ayaan entwined his hand with Humeira's holding popcorn in his other hand and entering the movie theatre. Humeira looked at Najma and Asim from the corner of her eyes, they were both staring at them.
"Let's go" Asim copied slipping his fingers in between Najma's; she tensed before slowly tightening her hold. "I don't think I've told you this before..."
"What?" A nervous Najma looked up.
"That I love you" He confessed. Najma's eyes filled up instantly, she shook her head.
"No you haven't" She half laughed and half cried. Asim sighed taking her inside the movie theatre.
"He is here sir" A dark, tall figure hid behind the pillar. "I'll monitor him!" He told the person on the other side. "No sir, she's not here..."
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"How are you feeling? Are you sure you want to do this?" Asad hugged her from the back, enveloping her in his arms. He rested his chin on her shoulder placing a kiss on her cheek.
"I'm absolutely fine Asad. Stop worrying. I really want to do this with you" She placed her hand over his on her stomach. She placed her other hand over her shoulder on his cheek as they both looked into the distance. The clear blue water behind the coral reefs sparkled back into the eyes. They had both gone for a dive yesterday; it was pretty safe as the water was only neck deep. They had a found a beautiful makeshift boat and paddled around in there for a while enjoying the crystal blue water, soaking their feet into it. Their dive turned into a passionate love-making session under water, they were both drained as it was hard to breathe under water. He ended up hurting her somehow; he had been scared to hold her too tight since then. He treated her like a fragile object that would break with his touch. Zoya had been annoyed at the way he was behaving, she was adamant on going on this hike. He slowly turned her around and cupped her face.
"Are you sure?" He asked. She nodded at him with a smile on her face asking him to let yesterday's matter go. He kissed her forehead lingering his lips on her skin for a moment to get rid of this horrible feeling inside of him.
"Asad, are you sure the insects won't bite me?" Zoya asked innocently looking down at her khaki shorts that he forced her to wear. She will kill the girls when she gets home for packing her suitcase, as well as Geet who must've encouraged them. Asad chuckled at her innocent expression nodding his head. He pinched her nose.
"You're so adorable you know that?"
"Of course I do. I am your wife after all" She dazzled her dimples. "Should I grab a jacket?" She asked suddenly going serious. She looked at her white tank top and then at him; he wants her completely naked. She will kill him too. No Zoya you cannot kill him. Of course I won't kill him. Stupid brain stop talking. I'm having a rant and you aint helping.
"I've packed a jacket for you in my backpack!" He told her walking back inside mentally laughing at her expressions. He would never let her go out like this because of his possessive nature, and neither would Zoya ever dress like that. But if they are on an island together, alone, then why miss this opportunity?
"Will it be too heavy? I don't want you carrying so much" She picked her own bag up, "Asad there's nothing in here" She looked at him shocked.
"When else will your six packs and muscles come into use?" He pointed to himself laughing; Yes Zoya owned them. Zoya drooled over his popping biceps, she sighed at her husband's masculinity. Asad was dressed similarly as Zoya except her had three quarter military pants on. Zoya pouted, he looked too sexy to go on a hike with. He kissed her pouting lips, snaking his arm around her waist and walking out of the room.
"Asad I'm tired already! This isn't romantic at all" Zoya panted cupping her hips with her hands. Asad looked back and shook his head passing her a bottle of water. He removed the loose strands of hair off her face and wiped the sweat that was glistening on her forehead. She smiled at him taking a huge sip from the bottle. He stroked her cheeks, brushing his thumb over her dimples.
"Should we go back?" He said worriedly.
"The top- will be worth it!" She nodded her head with a wider smile. Asad put his backpack down making her sit down on a rock.
"Rest for a bit. We've got time" He looked at his watch. Zoya nodded putting her face forward for him to kiss. Asad did as he was told. She closed her eyes and breathed out. It was so peaceful up here.
"You were telling me to stop eating aloo paratha. I kept these safe for you" Asad pointed to his six packs. Zoya opened her eyes and stared at him.
"I AM fit" She retorted. Asad raised his eye brow with a mocking expression on his face. Zoya got up and treaded towards him; Asad stumbled on a rock and fell back. Zoya burst into a laugh before sitting on his stomach with her legs spread out. Asad watched with wide eyes. Zoya opened the bottle of water and poured it over him. Asad shook his hair feeling the water drench his face. He grabbed her wrist and stopped her before pulling her towards him grabbing her lips with his. He nibbled on her lips, she smiled against his lips. "Ooops, you look hot though" Zoya pulled back and pressed her eyes. "Let's.go.up" She jumped off him and gave him his hand. He grabbed it and pulled her back down making her crash against his body. He shook his hair, the drops of water splashed against her face. She beamed at him. "Come on, let's go". He nodded at her getting up behind her. Zoya got up and walked towards the bag placing the water bottle inside. She smiled seeing her ipad and her phone inside the bag, Asad is a sweetheart. But these things don't matter, she was here with him and she wanted to spend every moment snuggled in his arms.
"I feel refreshed Asad!" Zoya laughed turning around, "Asad?" Zoya called out not finding him in sight. She looked down, her eyes widened in shock. Asad was lying unconscious on the floor near her feet. She fell to her knees instantly, "Asad, Asad... What happened?" Zoya held his face in her hands. She panicked not getting any response from him. Her heart clawed inside of her as she desperately pleaded for him to open his eyes.
"Asad, please stop joking around. Asad... what happened? Baby, please. Asad" Zoya cried holding his face against her chest as she helplessly looked around her suddenly realising they were alone on this island. "Asad please, ASAD... NO" Her breathing shortened as she started panting, her tears overflowing her eyes. She crawled crazily on the floor trying to get him to wake up, moving his hand, touching his neck and chest. Her eyes darted to his ankle, her teary eyes widened; she furiously wiped her tears away. Her lips quivered seeing the red dotted bite marks, her eyes bravely looked for thing that attacked her husband. There in the distant her eyes fell on a snake swaying side to side, moving away from them both. Zoya froze in fear.
"ASAD!!" Zoya squirmed on the floor holding her head in panic finally snapping out of her fears; she desperately called his name over and over again shouting for him to wake up, her voice echoed into the trees of the jungle. She looked around her; this place wasn't as peaceful as she thought, it was terrifying. She held his face against her chest looking around her, "HELP HELP USSS. Asad, Asad, someone help my Asad. Snake" She managed to say in between her incoherent sobs. She didn't know what to do as she stared at the bite marks on his ankle, all her fears and worries along with the voice from the documentary she watched about snakes ran over her mind making her gasp for air. Her lips trembled looking down at his face, his closed eyes tearing her insides to pieces. She placed his head on the floor before jumping onto her feet.
"Asad, I won't let anything happen to you" Zoya whimpered repeating his name as she looked around for help. She stared down at his lifeless body, pulling her hair in frustration killing herself for not listening to him... She was going to lose her Asad.
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HEY guys. Thank you for your support on this story, I'm glad you guys still want to read it despite me leaving it hanging. I've sorta lost my touch with this story; if anything seems out of place do tell me! Thank you again. I hope you guys enjoy this. Do leave your comments behind! Ignore all mistakes. Love you all <3
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P.S. I miss my ASYA! *cries*
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