ASYA UNITED WE STAND #4 PART 22 EPILOGUE PG 94 (31/8) - Page 33

Originally posted by: nilusoni

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Originally posted by: -Jugni-

Amazing update srashti di..:)
sorry for the late reply I just saw your PM :)
Lovely it is :)
LOved how Asad has grown so much as a human being.:)
THe best part was Asad learning about pregnancy.:)
it was all so cute :)
Thanks for the PM
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HELLO GUYS,

FIRST OF ALL HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY TO ALL MY LOVELY FRIENDS HERE...I HAVE MADE SO MANY ON THIS FORUM ❤️

THIS UPDATE IS FOR ALL MY READER FRIENDS...WHO'D SUPPORTED ME THROUGHOUT...A LITTLE (LENGTHY) TREAT FOR YOU ALL...

I AM POSTING IT IN TWO POSTS SO THAT YOU CAN TAKE A BREAK WHILE READING...

HERE IT GOES...😛

PART 20: CRAVING FOR YOU...YOU NEED TO COME BACK!!

BANNER CREDIT - Immortallove😊

TWO MONTH LATER:

It was the day when all the budding painters would take a new step in their life. Asad and Ayaan were set to go to the gallery. They were going to get a mentor today, with whom they were supposed to practice for next few months so as to prepare themselves for the exhibition.

Asad was nervous at first but then he decided to call Zoya despite knowing that it would be late in India. He felt himself blushing at the prospect of coming face to face with her. After the baby talk, something had changed within Asad, he had started feeling what he shouldn't, according to him. He tried neglecting the bubbling feelings which engulfed his being whenever his mind wandered in Zoya-land. His emotions were going erratic and he couldn't control them...LOVE, the feeling he hadn't been exposed to ever, began creating a space in his feelings towards Zoya. His heart sped up whenever his mind drowned in Zoya's thoughts. Whenever he saw a couple immensely in love, drowned in each others eyes...hugging or kissing like crazy, he missed Zoya. His heart started demanding for her presence whenever he sat pondering.

"Hey!!" Zoya sleepily said, breaking his chain of thoughts. He smiled at her and asked softly,

"Did I disturb your sleep?"

"No, I didn't sleep...was just going to!!"

"Oh!"

"Asad, I know what you are thinking?" Asad looked up, thinking that she'd caught him red-handed, staring at her lips unabashedly.

"W..What?"

"You are thinking about the results na!!?? I know you'll be at the top...you need not worry!!" she beamed at him.

Asad sighed in relief, "Y..Yeah! But, I am nervous."

"Don't be! I have prayed for you and I believe in your talent!! How's Ayaan by the way?"

"He's good...bugging me as usual and..." Asad stopped when Zoya suddenly held her arm and winced. He said panicked at seeing her in pain, "Zoya, what happened?"

"No, nothing!" she smiled.

"Don't lie Zoya..." he tried to be stern.

"I just slipped while boarding the bus..." she accepted sheepishly.

"Zoya!! Why are you so careless? Show me..."

"It's just a cut..."

"SHOW!!"

Asad gasped when he saw a deep gash on her left forearm. "This is what you call small?? And did you go to the doctor?"

Zoya lowered her eyes in response while Asad huffed and puffed in anger, "Great! Just great!! Are you the same Zoya who cared for me like a lunatic? You can't even take care of yourself..." he blasted with full force but his features softened as soon as Zoya's teary face came into his view. He lunged towards the laptop screen as if trying to take her into his arms. Her tears didn't go well with him and he looked remorseful, "Zoya...sorry...I didn't mean all that. You know how much I hate seeing you cry...please, stop! I am sorry!" Zoya could see that he was getting distressed, she wiped her tears and forced a smile. Asad wanted to say something further but Ayaan called him at that moment.

Asad reached the gallery but couldn't understand why he was feeling sad. Again and again Zoya's gloomy face haunted his thoughts while Ayaan and Ritu looked at him confusedly. Mr. Will came and all of them sat straight, anticipating the results. The top student had been promised a surprise and although everyone wanted that position but ultimately they knew that the deserving candidate was Asad. Asad, on the other hand, sat with a forlorn look on his face which everyone took as his anxious-ness.

Everyone in the group waited for Asad to come back. As soon as Ritu saw him, she squealed, "Look he's here..."

Everybody surrounded him and started asking about the meeting. Asad answered gravely, "He told me that he'll mentor me for the next few months."

All of them looked at him wide-eyed. It could be only Asad who could break such an explosive news with such simplicity. They hugged him one by one and congratulated him too. All this while, only one thing clouded Asad's mind...only Zoya could evoke certain feelings in him, he didn't feel that fluttering of his heart when Sonam and Ritu hugged him.

NEXT DAY:

Zoya sat gloomily while Humeira looked at her with confusion. She remained sad most of the time remembering Asad but this seemed something grave to her. Humi finally questioned, "Zoee, what happened?"

"He scolded me..."

"Who? Asad?" she gasped.

Zoya started sobbing while Humi looked at her flabbergasted.

"Zoe...Zoee...what was the matter?"

Zoya told her what had happened and Humeira couldn't hold her laughter within. Zoya cried some seeing her best friend laughing on her plight.

"What kind of a friend you are? Here my husband doesn't love me anymore and you are laughing!!" Zoya said in an angry tone.

"Zoee, I knew you are stupid but this much!!"

"What?"

"Yes! Who said that he doesn't love you?"

"He scolded me for the first time...aaj tak woh meri har baat mante the...mujhse kabhi unchi awaz mein kuch nahi kaha, par kal...kal who mujhpe chilla rahe the. He said I am careless."

"Zoya, you are seeing his anger but didn't you notice why he scolded you?"

Zoya thought for a while and showed her wound, "For this petty thing!!"

"Yes, this may be petty for you but for his eyes, any pain inflicted on you stabs him deep. He was concerned about you Zoya. He couldn't bear to see you in pain." Humi said in an explanatory tone while Zoya's mouth fell open.

"He cares for me?"

"Yes, Zoya."

"And here I was so stupid that I am suspecting that something is wrong..."

"Zoya, how can he forget you when he did something so painful for you? He distanced himself from you for yourself...for your future together. Just think Zoya, your happiness matters to him and he cares for you. He hasn't confessed but isn't it the first step towards love that he is taking?"

Asad looked angrily at the screen while contemplating whether to call Zoya or not. He had hurt her and that was the thing which he didn't intend to do. He was just on verge of shutting it off when Zoya's beautiful face appeared in front of him. He immediately understood that he was forgiven.

"Zoya..."

"Asad, How was your day? Where is your momento?"

"How is your wound?"

"Asad!!! I am fine...just show me your trophy and I'll go to the doctor." She announced.

"Here it is." He showed her while she clapped in glee. Her eyes brimmed with tears of happiness when Asad told her that he'll be mentored by Mr. Will himself.

"Asad...I am so happy today. I wish I could be there for you..."

Asad softly touched her face on the laptop screen while she closed her eyes as if feeling his touch. When she opened her eyes she saw Asad looking at her with all the love he had in himself but wasn't aware till now.

"I am sorry Asad. I behaved like a brat yesterday."

"No, I scolded you for nothing."

"You were just worried for me..."

"Are you akay now?"

"Yes!!"

"Okay...just get it checked."

"Hmmm..."

"Zoya, my friends here want to celebrate this...should I go with them??"

"Of course,Asad! You should!! Enjoy yourself."

"We'll celebrate on the weekend..."

"Yes, I am so happy for you. All the best...now go to sleep!!"

"Good night..."

NEXT DAY, MORNING:

Ayaan noticed that Asad was exceptionally happy and vibrant today. He playfully asked, "Kyun Asad Miyaan? Kya baat hai?"

"Ayaan, she is so good. She forgave me!"

"Oh!! So you were lost yesterday because she was angry?" Ayaan asked quite sure that the matter of discussion was Zoya.

"Hmm...I hurt her, she cried because of me..."

"Ya Allah! That's why you ruined your whole day?" Ayaan slapped his forehead.

"Ayaan, I can't see her crying. Since the time she'd entered my life, I had seen her crying. Now I just want to give her all the happiness in this world."

"Oh Ho!! Insha-Allah, you will!!" Ayaan assured while jumping on him and hugging him like crazy.

SIX MONTHS LATER:

Asad happily looked while Mr. Will told him about what was to be done today. He nodded each time he made a mental note of things. Mr. will was working really hard on him...as if he had identified his potential. He wanted him to be successful not because he was a good painter...he was even better as a person, he was not doing it for materialistic aims...he was doing it for his wife, whom he dearly loved. Such a wonderful man he had not seen much often and being an old man, he appreciated whatever he did to achieve his goal...that's why he was so considerate of him and helped him in every way possible.

Asad on the other hand was working hard on those areas where he was weak, as pointed by his mentor. He had acquired some more knowledge on the forms that he hadn't touched and his days and nights were filled with two, infact three things...Zoya, painting and studies. He didn't leave even a single moment free...he was putting every effort to emerge as a winner.

ONE MORE MONTH PASSED:

Asad and Ayaan sat in a coffee shop at the window seat from where Ayaan kept checking out the hot chicks and Asad enjoyed the beautiful weather.

"Oh god! She's so hot!!" Ayaan gushed.

"Ayaan?"

"Chill !! I am not going to leave you and go with her..."

"Ayaan, why do you look at girls like that?"

"Because I don't have any Zoya like you have." He grinned like a fool.

"Zoya?"

"Yes, someone special...just like you have Zoya."

"Special?"

"Yes, isn't she?"

FEW DAYS LATER:

Ayaan and Asad were strolling around and Asad spotted a couple engaged in making out. His eyes bulged out of the sockets and he stood rooted to the spot while thinking of the times he and Zoya had shared such a proximity.

Ayaan, who'd walked forward, came running to him to see what had held his interest and his eyes widened too when he saw him staring at the couple like that. Till then, the couple broke apart and the boy said a shy I LOVE YOU' to her on which the girl smiled and reciprocated, hence engaging each other in yet another lip-lock.

Asad looked at Ayaan while Ayaan dragged him to a corner as he understood that it was the time for Asad's stupid quiz. He didn't understand how can be a man so confused about his feelings but given his condition, Ayaan decided that it was the day that he had to use his teaching skills and become his mentor...he need love lessons by Ayaan-the great-love guru himself.

"Asad...what were you doing?"

"Ayaan, why did he say I love you' after kissing her?"

"Asad, it's mandatory!!"

"It is?"

"Yes!!"

"But I didn't say that after kissing Z..." he stopped when he saw Ayaan giving a naughty smirk to him.

"I kissed her once..." he explained. "Okay! More than once..." Asad sighed and told when he saw him waggling his brows at him.

"Asad, sit here. We need to do some serious talking." Ayaan pointed to the bench and they sat there while Ayaan braced himself to give a push to Asad's love life.

"See Asad, I'll ask you something...you answer honestly. Okay?"

"Yes!"

"What do you feel when you look at Zoya or think about her?"

"I feel happiness engulf me and I just want to remain close to her forever."

"Did you feel good after kissing her?" Asad blushed and then bobbed his head.

"If she leaves you..."

"No! She won't!! I can't live without her..."

"But you are living now."

"That's because I want to make myself worthy of her and I know she'll wait for me...she's mine!" Ayaan felt bad for the poor souls who were so much in love yet destiny wrote such a tough phase in their lives.

"Do you like being with her?" "Yes"

"Do you feel bad when she's angry?" "Very much..."

"Does your heart stops for a second if she smiles?" "Yes! And then it runs at a faster speed..."

"Asad!! My friend...you are in love. This is what we people call love. Believe it or not...but she's the one for you. You just have to hold her hands and kneel down, asking her to marry you!!!" Ayaan announced dramatically while standing on the bench while the passers-by gave him a weird look. Asad looked here and there and then pulled him down.

"What are you doing? Can't you keep it in between us?" he chided.

"Oh man! I am so so happy for you!!" he hugged him.

Asad pulled back frantically, "Ayaan what's the need to ask for marriage? Humara nikah toh ho gaya na?" Ayaan held his head in hands and sat down.

"Asad! She'll feel good if you do that...every girl likes to be proposed that way. Circumstances were different when you married but now, you are fine and accept her...want her with you forever...then this is the way. Make her happy Asad!! The day you'll declare your love for her...she'll be the happiest woman on earth."

"Ayaan, I love her!! But..."

"No ifs and buts Asad..."

"I don't know if she loves me or not?"

"That you have to find out!! But I am sure, no one can resist your charm buddy!!"

Asad smiled on realizing that from a long time whatever he felt while thinking of Zoya was love...the word he heard for several times but its meaning he understood today. "Thanks Ayaan!!"

Continuation of part 20...😃

FOUR MONTHS LATER:

Asad was sitting immersed in his thoughts. He had tried several times conveying to Zoya what he meant to him...she always had that place in his life, it was him who didn't understood. But seeing Zoya, he didn't know where his voice went. He became totally mute and couldn't tell her till now about his feelings. Zoya suspected that he had something to say...she provoked him too but all in vain...he just got lost in her eyes whenever he saw her waggling her eyebrows at him. Frustrated at himself, he decided to tell her once he meets her personally...he'll do all that was needed. So, he just kept counting the days that he needed to spend here, away from her...when in real he just wanted to run and hug her...kiss her senseless and make babies, as Ayaan always teased him.

Asad laughed out loud when he thought about the baby thing...he had always shied away from his feelings but not anymore...they had wasted more than four years of togetherness due to certain reasons but not anymore...now that he loved her, he'll waste no time in making her his as soon as he get hold of her.

He sighed and diverted his mind towards the work in his hands. The exhibition was scheduled for the next week and it was too much hectic for all five of them. They were experiencing the pressure from their mentors, kins and themselves of course. He smiled when he remembered Mr. Will asking to re-paint Zoya's portrait again for the event but he was skeptical if Asad would be able to reproduce it as beautifully as before. But Asad had assured him, now that she meant so much more to him, he was sure that he'll be able to make her even more beautiful than before.

DAY OF EXHIBITION, LOS ANGELES:

Asad was running frantically from here and there...not because he was worried. He had completed all the arrangements beforehand but it was Ayaan and the others who keep having a panic attack and being a good guy that he was...Asad was at their service always.

One may be surprised that Asad was not panicking given that this was his dream which he wanted to accomplish. It was an international art exhibition which every budding artist aspired to participate in. It was not only for the live audience but the media was present too who'd interviewed every participant and were now busy in covering every nook and corner...making the world see what these artists had in their hands!!

But Asad was relaxed...because he'd the one whom he wanted to be with him forever. Zoya, though physically not there but was connected with him through Skype. He knew that she was sitting glued to the television with the whole family...along with the two most important persons in his life, he had made many bonds which were not innate but gave him much more happiness and love then he had ever expected.

Asad and the others waited with grave anticipation for the declaration of the winners. Top three among the fifteen contestants had to be chosen who'll be recruited to work for the renowned institutes all over the world. Ayaan literally keep shifting closer to Asad as much as possible...to such an extent that he was literally sitting on his lap. Asad hugged him tightly while Ayaan buried put his head on his shoulder, "Ayaan, I knew you have some characters of a monkey but hugging me as a baby monkey?? I didn't expect that..." Everybody burst laughing despite the tension wrecking their nerves while Ayaan pouted but kept sticking to him.

"Momy Monkey!! I love you..." he said softly.

Asad patted his back and said, "Ayaan, don't worry...whatever the results are, you'll succeed if you have worked hard."

Time for the announcement was there and Asad smiled at a vibrant Zoya. He was calm till now but when he saw her happy face he was scared, what if he wipes that happiness?? If he fails?? He looked upto the God and prayed with all his heart...

"Mr. Ayaan Bashir, stands up as the second runner-up for the contemporary he had painted. Marvelous use of colors I tell you!! The judge announced and Ayaan jumped up and down in glee while others cheered for him.

"Ms. Geslin got the position of the first runner up who had used her colors wisely. This abstract style of painting had won several hearts all around the world!!" he announced yet again while Asad sat with his head bowed down, he had lost it. He failed ...he made it evident that he was no one...nothing to be proud of. For a moment he felt that it was good that he'd not confessed. He didn't deserve her.

"Now the winner, I must say that was a tough decision. Everyone of you did a commendable job...but as per rules only one of you deserve this place. We'd always heard about culture and traditions of India...but the most fascinating are the great Indian weddings. I must say someone had made me even more curious about attending one...the most beautiful Indian bride I have ever seen as a portrait. I give this to Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan for bringing the lady to life with his astonishing skills. I congratulate you Mr. Khan!!"

The hall broke into loud claps while his friends lifted him up on his shoulders. He was still dazed, he couldn't believe that he had done the impossible. He listened to Zoya's pleasure-filled squeals and laughs. He could hear Ayaan cheering for him and Mr. Will waving at him frantically. He closed his eyes and thanked Allah for giving him this success.

Once he reached there on the podium, his portrait was revealed and the hall went silent. Truly, he had done magic with the deeper shades of red...Zoya teared up when she saw that he'd made a painting of her yet again...even more beautiful and elegant than before. She clapped and clapped till her hands pained while whispering Asad's name softly all the while.

Asad went on the stage, he was overwhelmed and didn't know what to say. He just stood there stunned and looked at the crowd in front of him. He didn't panic...wasn't anxious, the girl that had become his life had gifted him with the confidence to stand up as an individual. He fell deeper in love with her. He just said few words, blinded by his emotions, "My bride!! She had supported me immensely in every step I took. I owe my life to her...I LOVE YOU ZOYA...I LOVE YOU!!"

The cheering crowd fell silent when they heard that open confession of love. Zoya herself felt her heart in a mayhem...he had declared in front of the world that he loved her. She sat on the ground not able to bear her emotions. Humi and Najma surrounded her while she sat laying her head in her mother's lap. Her eyes fixed on the television...particularly on Asad's face...his eyes had tears just like her, love emanated from both their souls. Though apart they could feel the faint ache in their hearts...finally the wait was over and they could be one...without any care in the world.

FEW DAYS LATER:

Zoya was pacing angrily all around her room, time to time glaring at Asad. She wanted to confess herself but when he declared the news to her, all her hopes and dreams came crashing down. She didn't tell him that she loved him...she was immersed in her own pool of sadness.

Actually Asad had completed his training as well as won the exhibition but he had to serve an internship period and also his exams for graduation course were scheduled two months later. Asad explained it to him but she became gloomy and to hide her tears she cut the call. Several days passed after that, their conversation limited to casual good mornings and good nights...Zoya was sad and Asad was busy.

Today, he got time and so he was here, trying to talk to Zoya while she was busy throwing tantrums.

"Zoya!! Please?"

"No Asad. You come back...now that you are famous, you'll get to work here very easily." She demanded.

"Zoya, just wait for..."

"Wait? Wait...wait...wait!! That is what I had done since forever...first I waited for my parents' love...I never got!! I waited for a prince charming...my wedding...I got you...I then waited for your acceptance...your normalcy!! I finally had you to myself but you wanted to prove yourself...I let you go. You achieved what you wanted Asad...ab aur kya?? Mujhse intezaar nahi hota ab!! Aisi kamyabi ka kya fayda jo aapko mujhse door karde...Asad main thak gayi hoon...please wapis aa jayein!! Main aapke saath rehna chahti hoon...Please!!" her voice so thick and heavy with emotions, brought tears in Asad's eyes. In proving his self-worth to the world, he had ignored Zoya, the love of his life. Now that he had everything, he couldn't let Zoya suffer. He understood the pain that she felt. He was undergoing the same pain...he even felt it during their one month separation earlier...and these were damn 20 months!! How the hell was she surviving??

He understood her love for him...she tortured herself for his gain but never complained. He had to give her her share of love now.

He looked at her and took a deep breath, "Zoya, will you listen to me? Please?"

"No! If you are saying that please...just two months...NO!!!"

"No, I am saying let me just arrange something for the exams...just give me few days..."

"Exam?"

"Yes! At least I should complete my graduation na!!"

"Hmm...kitne din Asad?"

"Bohat jald wapis aaunga...mera waada hai! Aapko jaldi se inform karunga...wait for my call. Bye...and please don't cry. Main jaldi aa jaunga." He caressed the contours of her face on his screen.

"I am missing you..."

"Me more!! Love you..." He said expecting her to respond but she shook her head, "Not so soon, come back first!!"

TWO DAYS LATER:

NEXT DAY:

Asad went to the college from where he was doing his graduation. He got his location changed and opted for sending his examination papers through e-mails, as suggested by Ayaan. After getting everything done, he called Ayaan for arranging his flight tickets.

NEXT WEEK:

Ayaan cried hilariously while the others were finding it hard to be sad in presence of those weird noises he made. Asad had hugged him again and again but he was not at all in the mood of stopping. All of Asad's friends hugged and bid him good-bye, taking a promise from him to be in touch and introduce them to Zoya as soon as possible. He promised gladly and waned them a bye.

Ayaan sobbed again into his hanky while Asad sighed. "Ayaan! Please quit crying!!! I am not going anywhere...we'll be in touch."

"No I am crying because you sat in the taxi alone."

"Alone? Are you coming to the airport with me?"

"Airport? I am even going to India in the same flight..." and he burst into tears again.

"Then why are you crying??" Asad asked emerging out of the initial shock he got on hearing him.

"I am going to miss New York...the gallery and above all this apartment...living with you. You'll go and will be busy in making babies...whom will I share my feelings with?" he sniffed.

Asad and Ayaan settled on their seats while Asad closed his eyes at the feeling...going back home after so long gives. He just couldn't wait to take Zoya in his arms and feel her close. He smiled fully and just wished to make these long hours turn shorter...so that he can be with her soon.

His plane took off smoothly. Asad sat closing his eyes, dreaming all the way...how will Zoya react on seeing him...will she cry? Or will she smile?

Thinking about Zoya's antics Asad dozed off...a faint smile intact on his face...which was a symbol that he was dreaming of his perfect future...with the love of his life!!

FEW HOURS LATER:

On the other hand, Zoya prepared the whole house for Asad's home-coming. She took a keen look and clapped her hands. Finally she decked herself up in a saree and took a cab to reach the airport...for welcoming her husband.

Her heart warmed when she saw the media-personnels waiting for his and Ayaan's arrival. They had won fame for the country and had become stars over-night. Even Zoya received several calls from her colleagues congratulating her and Asad on the success.

Zoya looked around with happiness and waited for his better half to come and complete her...

TWO SOULS WERE FINALLY GOING TO BE ONE...THE WAIT...THE SEPARATION...ALL OVER!!

IT WAS JUST A MATTER OF TIME WHEN HE WOULD COME AND ENGULF HER IN HIS WARMTH...AND SHE WOULD LET HERSELF BE ABSORBED IN HIM.

HER WAIT WAS OVER...SHE WAS GOING TO CONFESS WHATEVER SHE'D BURIED DEEP INSIDE HER HEART...HER LOVE STORY WAS COMING TO IT'S CLIMAX TODAY...NOT THE END BUT THE BEGINNING...OF ASAD AND ZOYA'S LIFE...TOGETHER!!

THE SEPARATION ENDED FINALLY...THEY'LL MEET FINALLY IN THE NEXT UPDATE WHICH I WOULD BE ABLE TO POST ON SATURDAY OR SUNDAY AS THE COMING WEEK IS VERY BUSY FOR ME...

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Wow a longer update!!

Loved it...
Nice bond b/w asad and ayaan...
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so,now Asad knows how does baby come.
And he is going to make babies with Zoya. ...how cute...

Glad that Asad complete his gradutation

Asyaan 're amazing

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