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Originally posted by: binuuu

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Loved AsYas entry
AMAZING

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Originally posted by: soumya.g

Nice update
sorry for the late comment
zoya finally apna sasuraal aagayi
asad had picked up her in his arms that was so cute
then tamatar and haider take nek from him
messy zoya she created mess in the room on her first day only
Beechara asad he will have to get used to mrs. messy ahmed khan
why asad dont have his breakfast with his family? He loved his family
where is nikhat's son? I m missing him
hope zoya will bring back old asad
continue soon

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Chapter 19

Asad spent his whole afternoon finishing up his meeting and decided to head home a little early than usual since Dilshad has been calling him all day. Zoya, on the other hand, had finally finished putting all her things away. The flowers and candles have been cleared away and she had a better look at the room. Next to the huge bed were two night tables on each side, with just a clock on one of them and a picture of Dilshad and Rashid on the other. She smiled seeing that. In one corner was the sofa that she slept on last night in front of which was a glass coffee table, which had fresh lilies that she had just placed in it from the garden. She scanned through the walls to see there weren't many pictures or colors for that matter. All she saw was a family picture on one of the walls. On one of the other walls was a long rectangular mirror with a small vanity table in front. Her eyes fell on the guitar at the adjacent corner of the room, "Mr. Khan aur music? Dekhne mein toh aise nahi lagthe," she wondered. She heard him return downstairs and decided to go check. Walking down the stairs, she could see him sitting with the relatives that were staying at their house. He pinched the bridge of his nose and she smiled. "Toh jab Mr. Khan pareshaan hote hai ya annoyed hote hai toh yeh karte hai," she thought. As she joined them, he looked at her but she ignored him. He understood that she was still upset from the morning. "Asad...kal tum dono ki reception party hai. Tum kal office nahi jaoge, actually hum sabh ghar pe rahenge," Rashid informed him. "Par Abu kal toh hume woh Malaysian clients," Asad said when Dilshad interrupted, "Asad kal kohi office nahi jayenga. Aur waise bhi kal tume saare clients mil jayenge party mein," she said as everyone chuckled. Soon, everyone was about to eat dinner and Asad excused himself to his room. Zoya excused herself too and followed him upstairs. Walking into his room, he felt like it looked different. On the dresser, her makeup and perfumes were arranged on the half next to his. In the closet, half of his wardrobe was now filled with her clothes and shoes. Now, it felt like he was officially married, he thought.

"Subhe gussa hoke chalega aur ek sorry nahi bol sakthe, akdu kahiye ke," she mumbled to herself as she walked up the stairs. "Ha yehi naam sahi hai, Akdu Ahmed Khan!" she said as she slammed the room door open, kind of upset. "Zoya!...kya karahi ho tum?" Asad yelled as he covered his bare upper body with a shirt. He had walked out taking his shirt off to answer a phone call when she had walked in. Hearing his scream, she closed her eyes and turned around but the glimpse of his body was imprinted in her head. She remembered his perfect, six pack abs which was designed as a Greek sculpture. "Tum knock karke nahi aasakthi," Asad said, breaking her thoughts. "Aur aap...aap kapde pehen keh nahi rak sakthe," she said. Asad quickly wore his shirt and buttoned it up. "Yeh mera kamra hai," he said. She felt hurt! How could he say that? "Mera bhi hai, aisa Ammi ne kaha hai," she said turning and pointing her finger at him. Asad smirked at the counter argument she had come up with. "Aap haas kyun rahe hai?" she asked placing her hands on her hips. "Nahi, kuch nahi hai. Ek minute ruko mere paas aap kehliye kuch hai," he said as he reached into his office briefcase and handed her some chocolates. She looked at him. "Mujhe subhe tum par chilana nahi chahiye tha," he told her. "Accha...bahut jaldi paata chal gaya aapko keh mujhe bura laaga," Zoya taunted. "Main sorry bol raha hoon na?" Asad said. "Mujhe sorry nahi chahiye. Aapko kya laaga keh aap har baar mujh par gussa karenge aur phir chocolates dekhar sabh theek hojayega?" Zoya said angrily. He pinched the bridge of his nose, "Theek hai kya chahiye aapko?" Asad asked. A smile crept up on her lips. "Mujhe aapse kuch maang na hai, ek promise," she told him. "Promise? Yeh bhi kohi maang tha hai kya Zoya?" Asad said. Zoya jumped up on the bed, "Oh come on Mr. Khan, maang ne kehliye main aap se kuch bhi maang sakthi thi lekin maine sirf ek vaada maanga aur aap woh bhi nahi deh sakthe," she exaggerated as Asad looked at her. "Yeh aap kya karahi hai? Aap phele neeche utariye," he said. Seeing how it was annoying him to see her on his bed, "nahi! Jab tak aap promise nahi karte, main neeche nahi utarungi," she firmly stated. "Zoya," Asad said like he was trying to convince a child. "Mr. Khan, aap promise deh rahe hai ya nahi?" she threatened. "Zoya, aap neeche utariye please!" Asad almost yelled. Zoya was now scared. May be this was a bad idea, she thought. But, if she gave up now then he would always just sush her up with his daring voice. No, she wasn't going to let that happen. Asad saw emotions play out on her face, fear then confusion, then determination. She wasn't going to get down so easily, he told himself. "Kya chahiye aapko?" he questioned. Zoya grinned, "Main chathi hoon keh jab bhi aap ghar mein rahenge toh sabh keh saath neeche khana khaye," she said as Asad looked at her shocked. "Zoya, yeh kya bachpana hai, yeh main nahi karsaktha," he told her. "Kyun nahi mr.khan?" she asked. "Aabh tum zidd karahi ho," he sternly said. "Zidd hai toh hai, jab tak aap ha nahi kahenge toh main yehi rahongi bed par," she stated. Asad pinched the bridge of his nose, "Theek hai, aap yehi rahiye. Main study mein jaraha hoon," he said. As he was about to walk out, "Agar main yeh kaho keh yeh mera mehendi gift hai toh," she said. He stopped and turned around, "please Mr. Khan...please!" she said pleadingly. "Wow, is this girl stubborn or what?" he thought as he looked at her face. She looked so cute with her hands folded in a pleading fashion and a puppy face. A smile broke out on his lips. "Fine!" he said. "Sach mr.khan, thank you!" she said excited as she jumped off the bed. "Samaal keh Zoya," Asad said as he moved forward to catch her before she could trip. She looked up and straightened herself and thanked him again. "Lekin ha, jab tak saare rishtedaar nahi chale jaate main apne room mein hi rahunga," he informed and she nodded. He left to the study and Zoya peeked to see that he was gone, before she did her happy dance.

Downstairs, Asad and Farhan were talking about official stuff when Haider popped in. "Toh Bhaijaan, kaisa lagraha hai shaadi keh baad?" he teased. Asad just glared at him. "Oh come on Bhai, meri pyaari Bhabhi kitni acchi hai, kuch toh baatayiye kaisa lagraha hai aapko?" Haider said. "Haider, hum log kaam karahe hai," Asad said avoiding his questions. "Kaam toh hota rahega, batao Asad," Farhan said as Asad looked at him surprised. "Unbelievable! Aap bhi," Asad said nodding his head. Farhan saw his brother trying to avoid her questions. "Asad...sabh theek toh haina tumare aur Zoya keh beech?" he enquired. "Ha Bhai...sabh theek hai," Asad replied. "Batao meri Bhabhi kaisi hai?" Haider asked curiously. "Acchi hai," Asad said. "Dekho Asad, Zoya ek bahut acchi ladki hai. Tume usse ek mauka dehna chahiye tumare zindagi mein ghul milne kehliye. Woh yaha tumare rishte aur tumare baroose aayi hai, issliye it's really important keh tum usse support karo. Main jaanta hoon keh yeh mushkil hota hai par I trust you to be a good husband," Farhan said placing a hand on his shoulder. Asad nodded. "Aur ha Bhai, agar aapne Bhabhi koh thaang kiya toh aap koh mera, the great Haider Ahmed Khan ka saamna karna padega," Haider said taking a karate pose. Asad smirked and slapped the back of his head. "Ouch!" Haider said rubbing his head as the other two brothers chuckled at him.

The next day, Asad was house arrested and kicked out of his room...correction their room. For the reception party, Dilshad had invited a beautician to help the girls and the relatives get ready. The men were given a room downstairs as they didn't need much space. Dilshad has told Zoya that a lot of their business associates were going to be at the party and all the media too since they wanted to know who has one of the most eligible bachelors of Bhopal was married to. Zoya wasn't a big fan of makeup and getting her hair done. She liked to keep things simple but she knew that all eyes were going to be on her tonight and she had to look good. So, she obliged to what Dilshad suggested. The men were all ready in their suits as they waited for the ladies. "Dilshad, late horaha hai, hume chalna chahiye," Rashild yelled from the living room. Najma ran out, "bas das minute aur Abu, Bhabhi ready horahi. Ammi kehrahi hai keh aapko aur dusre uncle jaaye. Hum Bhai aur Bhabhi koh lekar aate hai," she informed. Rashid and some of the relatives left along with some ladies who were ready. Asad was waiting for Zoya and the others. Standing there, his mind drifted into thoughts. What has life bought for him? Here he had decided that he would never marry but his mother and destiny had different plans for him. Zoya has walked into his life. He felt something unknown for her, an attraction, respect, perhaps something more which had no name, he didn't know. But, how was he supposed to share everything with her. His room, his thoughts, his feeling...how? It wasn't easy for him. He wasn't a man of words. Will she understand his silence? Last night when she had been honest with him, he wished that he could be truthful with her too and speak his feelings. Suddenly, he felt a drive of air and looked up to see an angel descending down the stairs. Dressed in a green lehenga, she looked radiantly beautiful. She wore matching diamond jewelry and her bangs were pinned up as her layers were in loose curls over her shoulders. As she was about to reach the stairs, Asad walked up and offered her his hand. She looked up at him and smiled. He was looking handsome in a grey suit and the light green shirt that she has given him. Her heart jumped with joy to see that he had wore the shirt that she had gifted him. She placed her hand in his and they walked together. "Wow Ammi, Bhaijaan kitne handsome lagrahe hai," Najma whispered to her mother and Dilshad nodded happily. Everyone followed the couple and soon, they all were in cars to head to the reception hall.

Zoya's dress: http://38.media.tumblr.com/1ee361f5ae2121ef2b3d86427e7e34b4/tumblr_meq150JPda1ro2j07o1_1280.jpg

The ride to the venue was silent for Asad and Zoya as the family was present. They both were stealing glances at each other unknowingly. Everyone reached the venue and Dilshad told the couple to wait out in the hallway so Rashid could gather everyone's attention and invite them in as a couple. Asad saw Zoya play with her dupatta as she stared in the direction of the hall. "Nervous?" he asked. She turned to look at him, "Kind of Mr. Khan. Mujhe iss sabh ki aadat nahi haina. Abu ne khabhi mujhe aur humi inn sabh mein padne nahi diya," Zoya explained. "I know. It's not a big deal. Just smile and acknowledge everyone. As far as the media is concerned, if they ask you anything, just say no comment to anything you don't want to answer," he told her and she nodded. Zoya tried to smile but it didn't reach her eyes. He didn't like that. He took her hand in his and pulled her closer, "Would it help if I said that you look beautiful tonight aur tume dekh the hi agar kissi koh kuch kehna bhi hai toh woh sabh bhul jayenge, they will be tongue tied!" Asad told her as she looked at him surprised. This was the first compliment that she had ever gotten from him. Unknowingly, her cheeks turned a cherry red color. He was more surprised at himself than she was. What has he just done? It was an instant reaction of him when he saw her so nervous and sulking. "Thanks Mr. Khan!" she said as she beamed. This time, her smile reached her eyes and her cheeks formed into dimples. At that moment, Rashid announced for the guests to welcome the new couple, "Mr. and Mrs. Asad Ahmed Khan!" he said as everyone applauded and cheered. Zoya held Asad's hand and squeezed it. "It will be okay," he told her and she nodded. Together, they stepped in the hall. Zoya's heart skipped a beat hearing her new name. She walked in to see the hall full of people. Now, this was her new world. She had to learn to live in it! Everyone cooed about the beautiful couple and how they were made for each other. The press clicked pictures and videos. Asad didn't let go of her hand which made Zoya feel a lot better. Having him hold her, made her feel confident, comfortable. Asad introduced her to many business associates and Zoya was amazing at charming his clients and friends. Everyone has been greatly impressed with her and Asad felt proud.

Zoya saw her sister and ran up to her, pulling her into a hug. "I missed you humi!" she said. "Me too bhaji, kaisi hai aap?" Humaira said as they pulled apart. "You look beautiful," Humaira said looking her sister. "Thanks humi, aur main bilkul theek hoon," Zoya said. "Aur aapki suhaagraat, woh kaisi thi?" Humaira teased. Zoya slapped her arm, "stop it!" she said as she felt her cheeks blush. "You are blushing, kuch toh hua hoga," Humaira said. Zoya covered her cheeks as her sister giggled at her. "Come on humi, tu toh mera mazaak na uda," Zoya pouted. "Theek hai baba, sorry. Aabh batao jeeju kaise hai aur saare ghar wale. Aur wait uss din Dadi aapse kya bolne aayi thi?" Humaira asked recalling the nikaah day. Zoya's smile disappeared. "Kya hua tha bhaji? Dadi ne phir se aapse kuch bura toh nahi bola?" Humaira asked concerned. "Nahi humi, aisa kuch nahi hai. unne sirf kohi galat faimi thi and I hope keh woh theek hogaya hai," Zoya said hopefully. "Agar kuch bhi hua toh tell me, ok?" Humaira said. "Of course humi, aabh chod yeh sabh. Party hai enjoy karte hai. Aur ha yaha Mr. Khan keh bahut acche eligible bachelor friends aaye hai, tujhe introduce karado?" Zoya said with a wink. Now, it was Humaira's turn to become cherry red. Zoya smiled at her sister. They both missed two pair of eyes watching them. Asad was watching the interaction between the two sisters. He loved how Zoya was herself even in midst of all these people. The media, the people didn't seem to bother her. On the other hand, Haider felt his eyes drift towards her. She looked beautiful when she blushed, he thought. "Haider, yeh tu kya sooch raha hai, woh Bhabhi ki behen hai," he scolded himself as he walked away from there.

As they were talking with some of the guests, two spotlights fell on Asad and Zoya. They stopped talking and looked at each other. "It's time to rock the party guys and I request the newly married couple to come on the dance floor to start us off!" the announcer said as Asad looked on shocked and Zoya jumped in excitement. Zoya liked to dance, she loved music and anyway to express yourself. Asad on the other hand has never danced in his life. Who in the world was this stupid announcer, he thought. "Zoya, I can't dance," Asad whispered. "Oh come on Mr. Khan, itna hard nahi hai. please chaliye," Zoya encouraged. Asad didn't want to break her heart by refusing. Also, He knew that if he declined, it would become a big deal with the media present there. Asad went on his knees and asked Zoya for a dance. She happily placed her hand in his and they walked to the dance floor. He slid his other hand around her waist and pulled her closer. Zoya felt a blush creep up on her cheeks. She liked dancing but the senses his touch were bringing on to her made her feel nervous all of a sudden. The music started...

Maan yeh saheb ji
Jan hai sab ji
Phir bhi banaye bahane [Other couples joined them too. Haider offered Humaira for a dance. She was hesitant at first by then she happily agreed]

Naina Nawabi ji
Dekhe hai Sab ji
Phir bhi na samjhe Ishare

Maaan yeh saheb ji
Haan Karta Bahane
Naina Nawabi ji
NA samjhe ishare
[The desires in Asad's heart were rising. Seeing her beauty under the dimmed lights stirred an unknown feeling in him]

Dheere Dhere Naino Ko Dhere dhere
Jiya Ko Dheere Dhere Bhayo re Saibo

Dheere dheere baiga dheere dhere Apna sa dheere dheere
LAage se Saibo [He twired her around and now pulled her close to him again. This time her back was on his chest. His hands were wrapped around her waist and her eyes closed. She felt butterflies spin around in her stomach and her heart flutter]

Surkhiyan hai hawaon mein
Do dilon ki milne ki

Ho ho Arziyan hai nazaron mein
Lamha yeh tham jane ki
[He nuzzled her cheek with his nose and he felt her shudder in his touch]

Kaise huzur ji yeh lab dikhlaye

Chuppi bhi lage ke bhi gazab yeh dhaye

Dheere Dhere Naino Ko Dhere dhere
Jiya Ko Dheere Dhere Bhayo re Saibo [He spun her around and they were back to facing each other again. She opened her eyes to see him. He caressed her cheek and started to move close to her]

Dheere dheere baiga dheere dhere Apna sa dheere dheere
LAage se Saibo

Dheere dheere
Dheere dheere
Dheere dheere

His feelings took over his senses as he neared her face. Zoya felt heart skip a beat as she felt his lips grow closer to hers. She gripped onto his suit trying to balance the wave of emotions that she was feeling. "Ya Allah...yeh Mr. Khan kya karahe hai?" she thought but she didn't move. He moved closer and Zoya felt her body stiffen. Their eyes were interlocked with each other. He was an inch away from her lips when the sound of applause bought him back to his senses. He moved back letting go off her and looked at her, she was trying to avoid eye contact. "What was I going to do?" he thought. Asad ran his hands though his hair. If it was just a second late, he would have kissed her. He quickly excused himself and went to the bathroom. He didn't know what happened to him. He has never acted like with anyone before. Being a good looking bachelor, he has always had girls throw themselves at him but he wasn't that guy. What happened tonight? What changed? Looking at her under the dimmed lights, her dazzling beauty has enchanted him. He wanted to claim her lips and let his emotions overtake him. But that wasn't him. He would never let emotions overtake him. He looked in the mirror reflection of himself. "Remember Asad, what happened the last time you lost yourself to emotions? Phir se wahi galti karoge?" it mocked. He stepped back and punched the mirror. No one dared to mock Asad Ahmed Khan.

Zoya was surprised at Asad's sudden disappearance. She knew that it was awkward for the both of them to be so close but where has he gone, she thought as she searched for him. She asked Najma and Haider if they had seen Asad but they both responded negatively. As she searched the crowd, her eyes fell on Asad. He looked tense. She was trying to call out to him but it was too loud with the music that he didn't hear her. As she neared him, she saw his hand bleeding. Zoya was shocked. What has he done to hurt him? She tried to follow him but he was faster than her in her heels and lehenga. She saw him get into the car and drive off. She was worried. What has happened to him? She didn't understand why he suddenly disappeared from events, like the mehendi the other day and now the reception. She was about to leave but stopped, she had to tell someone. She quickly ran inside to find Dilshad. Zoya just told her that she felt sick and that she was going to go home with Asad. She didn't want to worry Dilshad without even knowing what was going on. Dilshad was worried but Zoya assured her that it wasn't a big deal and left. Zoya hailed a taxi from the reception hall and headed back home.

So how was the reception party...let me know 😆 waiting for your comments 😊 thanks for the all the encouragement guys, really means a lot 😊

res...
unres...
beautiful update...
loved it as always...
ok so shaadi se pehle only chocolates were valid... ab nahi chalega...😛
the reception romance was awesome...
but thn again asad ran away ...
tym to come up clear now fr him...
asad if doesnt trust his destiny shud atleast trust zoya...
plz continue soon

Super amazing. Loved every bit of the update. So zoya is slowly taming the lion. N that's great.

Awesome update. ... loved it...