AsYa SS-The Boundaries That Separate Us Chapter 16 Updated Page 101 - Page 18

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Asaya scene in garden was beaurifully written,...

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chapter 2..

Awesome entry... nice fight...

but both miss each other...

so dilshad is happy..with asya...

now the journey beginning...

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Chapter Three

Jaane kyun log pyaar karte hain...

She tied her hair up in a pony and hummed this song with a smile. Giving herself a satisfied look in the mirror, she stepped out of her room. Her gaze landed on Asad opening the door of his room. They paused and recalled the last night...and then smiled at each other softly. It was still hard for him to believe that she was really back. Her cell beeped breaking the moment and she checked the message rolling her eyes.

Appi. Always so worried about her.

Meanwhile he headed to the kitchen and sat down at his chair. Zoya came up a few seconds later and smiled seeing him sitting at the same place she always saw him sitting at. She served him:

"Tamatar already went and Phoophi is at Mrs Sharma's place."

Asad smiled at that murmured a 'thanks' after the serving was done. They started eating, looking at each other and nodding in intervals. The silence was awkward but both didn't know how to start the conversation. Breakfast was over and both got up simultaneously and headed to the living room. Asad stood before her and asked :

"Are you heading somewhere?"

She sighed. Finally the conversation started.

"Yes. I am going to my Abbu's house. "

Asad straightened.

"Now?"

Zoya nodded.

"I will come with you Miss Farooqui."

"Mr Khan I will be fine."

"Miss Farooqui I don't mind..."

"But I do. Trust me I would be fine. Nobody is going to stab me or.."

"Zoya!"

He glared at her and she smiled sheepishly.

"Sorry I mean I can do it alone."

"I know you can."

"Then why are being so insistent on coming? Just go."

She tried to push him away smiling, but he held her hand and stopped her.

"You are going with me Miss Farooqui."

He turned away with a determined expression. She ran after him.

"Mr Khan you have done enough. Trust me you don't need to go."

He turned to her and stared at her.

"I know I don't need to...but I want to. So I am coming with you Miss Farooqui. No more arguments. "

She stopped and her brows rose up in surprise. He looked away immediately and strode away.

"Come let's go."

She shook her head and tried to forget the intensity of the deep brown eyes that were boring holes in her just moments back. Her tummy felt weird.

"Miss Farooqui!"

Asad called her from outside and she ran out.

.o.O.o.

Appi: Salam walekkum Dilshad Appi!

Dilshad: Walekkum Asalam Zeenat...kaise ho tum dono?

Appi: We are fine..aap kaisi ho? Zoya jyada problems create nahin kar rahi toh?

Dilshad: Kaisi baat karti ho? Zoya toh humare ghar ki jaan hai. And that reminds me, I have something to tell you about it.

Appi: What happened? Zoya is okay, right?

Dilshad: Zeenat calm down. I have some good news to share.
*appi sighed* Zeenat tell me the truth, did you feel something was amiss when Zoya went back this time?

Appi: Of course Appi...she found out about her Abbu and..

Dilshad: I know Zeenat...but I mean something different...I mean...

Appi: Dilshad Bi jaldi boliye na! Mujhe tension ho rahi h!

Dilshad *laughed* :Zeenat I have a feeling that Asad and Zoya...you know I think they like each other!

Zeenat: Whaattt?? That's not possible Dilshad Bi! Don't mind but Asad is the last person Zoya would fall for!

Dilshad: I know Zeenat...and trust me it used to be the same for Asad. He would rather stay a bachelor forever...but things have changed...just hear me out, okay?

o.O.o.

She stared at the house before her. Her lips were trembling and she held on to her purse tightly. She looked down to see his hand on top of hers, squeezing reassuringly. She met his eyes. His eyes had the same intensity. It was comforting but the car felt strangely suffocating under the heat of his gaze. Then he nodded at her and said:

"Relax. I am here."

She was surprised again. When did Mr Akdu become so sweet? He squeezed her hand one more time and then broke away...stepping out of the car and heading to her side. She felt cold and incomplete without him by her side. Her eyes followed his confident self coming to her side and opening the door for her, like a perfect gentleman. She stepped out and guided her towards the entrance of the house. His fingers touched her elbow from the back. She felt safe, secure. He was there.

Asad rang the bell. An old lady opened the door and in a shaky voice, Zoya enquired about the person supposed to be her abbu. His arm wrapped around her shoulder as the lady said that the supposed person never went out of Bhopal, forget about going to the U.S. Asad asked the lady in a perfectly calm voice if she was sure. The lady showed them some photographs which clearly showed that he never went to the US. Asad thanked the lady and apologized for taking her time. Zoya looked dazed. They headed for the car with his arm tightly wrapped around her. He made her sit in the passenger sit first and then entered the car himself. She sat there motionless, looking ahead. He held her by shoulders and turned her chin to make her look at him. She stared at him without any expression. He felt his heart shrinking of the pain but he had to be strong for her.

"Zoya...Zoya look at me! Everything is going to be fine, okay? We will find out your Abbu. I promise to get him for you, okay? Do you trust me? Zoya? Zoya?"

She said nothing. He pulled her into a bone-crashing hug and stroked her hair whispering sweet nothings to her the whole time. At some point of time, she broke down too and sobbed into his chest. He just held her tightly. When she finally calmed down, he wiped her face and gave her water to drink. When she was done, he tied her seat belt and started the car. They stopped near the lake. The sky was clouded and it looked like it was going to rain. They got out of the car and Asad guided her to a boat house. He opened the small window and cold breeze rushed in. The weather was cold, gloomy...and romantic.

"Our boat. Ayan and I meet up here. Come sit."

She sat down as he says. He went away and came back after few minutes with a guitar. Sitting across her, he started singing:

Zindagi Ki Yahi Reet Hai...Haar ke Baad Hi Jeet Hai...

She stared at him. As the song went on, tear drops started falling down her face...and his eyes were teary too, but there was a small smile playing on his lips.

Thode aanson hain...thodi khushi...aaj gum hai toh kal hai khushi...
Zindahi ki yehi reet hai...haar ke badd jeet hai...

Just as the song ended, she clutched his shirt and dragged him for a hug. He put his arms around her.

"We will find him Zoya...trust me!"

"I don't know if I want to know anymore Mr Khan!"

"Zoya..."

"Mr Khan I just want to know who is my Abbu...who is the person who married my Ammi for love and then just left...who is the person who never came back for me...the person I have always pined for...I...I..."

"And we are going to find out that person Zoya..."

"Mr Khan are you sure?"

Her uncertain eyes seeked reassurance in his.

"Miss Farooqui someone deceived us...that means your Abbu is out there somewhere. Somebody doesn't want you to meet him."

"Why would anyone want that Mr Khan? I am not asking for anything...I have never even caused any trouble to anybody ever!"

Asad raised his eyebrows.

"You have never caused any trouble to anyone? Now Miss Farooqui, I find it hard to agree to that..."

Zoya rolled her eyes and smacked him.

"Well fine...I have never caused any trouble to anyone except you...happy now? You agree with that?"

He nodded pressing his lips together. She rolled her eyes again.

"Look at how happy he is at that! Jahanpana!"

She huffed looking away and he flashed her a grin. When she looked back, he was still grinning and she found herself lost in the beauty of that. She had never quite seen him grinning...except that night at the farmhouse, but she didn't remember anything clearly about the night. So this was basically the first time he was grinning before her...grinning because of her. She knew he was quite good looking...in fact the best good looking person she had ever seen after her childhood crush Salman Khan,

*But his grin just makes him so much more handsome and cute! *

She automatically found herself smiling back at him.

*And his dimples! He is showing off his dimples! God they were so deep, tiny, cute and hot-little less...just a little less appealing than his gorgeous body, that is, the six packs!

Ah I wish I could make him grin like this whenever I wanted! You don't know Mr Khan how much I love your dimples!*

He stopped grinning immediately and she was disappointed. She needed more dosage of his dimples.

"Jee?"

*Shit shit shit! How stupid can you get Zoya? Why did you blurt it out? Now go do the damage control or he is gonna tease the hell outta you.*

"I mean...your dimples...I mean you have dimples...woh I mean... *he smirked*..."

"I know I have dimples Miss Farooqui!"

Her face flushed but then suddenly the nervousness was gone and she grinned at him cheekily.

"You really know? I thought you wouldn't since you never smile or grin or laugh anyways!"

She laughed dramatically, patting herself mentally for coming up with those beautiful words and he glared at her. She pointed at his face.

"See...that is your signature look! Jahanpana...Akdu Sher Ahmed Khan!"

She imitated his expression. He smirked.

"Miss Farooqui don't change the topic. Didn't you say that you "love" my dimples? Why?"

"Me? YOU are changing the topic...NOT ME! When...when did I say? Don't imagine things Mr Khan...maana ki you have the best dimples in the world...*his eyebrows rose up*...I mean that...your dimples are the best thing about your face. Without them, you look so khadoos...yes! Without your dimples you look terrible! Exactly!"

He mumbled:

"I thought you liked the khadoos look..."

"Did you say something?"

"No! Nothing..."

"Okay!"

After a while he cleared his throat.

"So Miss Farooqui...we should go to that shop and ask him about the person in the photo again. I feel like he would be our lead to your Abbu...and can't you use your computer skills on the photo...like you hacked the website of Phoenix Security?"

His voice was mocking and she rolled her eyes.

"Come on Mr Khan...it's not like you weren't impressed!"

"Miss Farooqui why are you always rolling your eyes to heaven?"

"Oh that? *she rolled her eyes again smirking* I have learned from an expert! Sangat ka asar you see!"

"May be you could learn some good things!"

"Are you implying that your eye-rolling isn't a good habit?"

He looked at her and she rolled her eyes again. His eyes started rolling up but he stopped midway realizing what he was doing. She laughed out loud. He pinched the bridge of his nose and muttered "whatever!"

Getting up, he said:

"Let's go now Miss Farooqui!"

He went away to keep the guitar. She followed him to the other chamber. Looking around:

"Mr Khan...this is such a cool place! I like it so much."

Asad smiled.

"Ayan picked the boat."

"Hmm..Rabert has good choice. You have done the interior designing, right? It is MA!"

"Thank you!"

"No thank YOU for bringing me here.."

Asad smiled and they headed out. In the car,

"Mr Khan..seriously thanks for everything today! I dunno what I would do without you..."

They smiled at each other and then she bit her tongue.

*Get over the foot-in-mouth disease Zoya!*

"I mean..."

Starting his car, he brushed her off.

"It's okay. The world would probably be on the verge of extinction!"

But he couldn't stop grinning.

"Hawww...you are so mean Mr Khan!"

"Thank you!"

She rolled her eyes.

"Jahanpana!"

They headed to the photograph-shop and questioned the owner about what he had said. Asad clearly noticed it that the guy was blatantly lying and he was enraged. But he controlled himself and behaved. Once they reached home, Asad assured her again and asked her not to be too stressed. She promised that she would work on the photo too. He was super stressed when she got down from the car. She tapped at his window and smiled at him:

"Everything is going to be fine Mr Khan. Don't worry. I am here."

She imitated him and he couldn't help smiling.

"Have a good day Mr Khan!"

"You too Miss Farooqui..."

He drove for his office smiling at her words.

*No matter what happens, this girl never loses her spirits for too long...she is so perfect! I...shut up Asad! *

o.O.o.

P.S. Ignore the typos!

Loads of love

Preeti🤗