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Originally posted by: -ABI-

unres
absolutely Awesome Update

&

CONTINUE SOON

thanks dear...will update soon 😊

Originally posted by: KSGmaniac_24579

Awesome

So sweet of Asad

He got Zoya a car!

That too a black Mercedes!

Mere ko bhi chahiye!!!!!

Update soon!

Awww...imagine he got u one too lol. Thanks for the lovely comments 😃

Originally posted by: MayurChan

Salaam Afreen...,
Thanx for the P.M dear..,
Well a very good and well written ASYALICIOUS UPDATE...
Ahh...so happy to read a very good ASYA update in today...
Zoya's wish to have her Mr.Khan...on for dining table was fullfilled...very good morning scene it was...though Asad was still anxious but time will make that awarkdeness also wiped out from him...
The office scene...was also lovely...
I can't believe that in the flow of the moment Asad put some cream on Zoya's face also infront of everyone...hahaha...
Can't wait to read more...
Continue soon...
And yes in advance...
HAPPY NEW YEAR...

thanks for the lovely comments...and Happy New Year to u too 😃

Originally posted by: jas91

Love u🤗

Lovely start d scene when Zoe came running all happy made me happy 2😆

Zoya & Imran scene was so cute

"Matlab chachi, aap phir se meri teacher ban jaoge?" Imran asked excited.

"Main baat karo unse, I am sure he will say yes," 😆

Every1 got so happy seeing Asad at dinning table😊

Zoya got d job & went 2 celebrate wid Asad in his office

"it's not more important than you,"😃

D cake scene was awesome in house Naj & her diets

Asya scene after that was so sweet & beautiful

Asad helped her in selecting her dress & was also admiring her

he gave her a car & she got so happy & emotional

So asad had heard Zoya & Dillu's convo that day i wanted that 2 happen 1 reqst plz always make him listen her secret convos wid her Allah Miyan everytime even if he does that chupke se😆😉 cuz that will make him understand her & know how she really feels

& In d end Wish u too a very Happy New Yr 2015 🥳

thanks for the amazing comments 😊

Originally posted by: sweet_tehs

Loved loved loved every part.

So asad slowly is changing only for zoya.

That's lovely.

Cake part was so sweeet.

Wish something like these cute instances keep coming up between them.

N they realize n confess about their feelings.

As I always say I love your writing.

Keep updating soon.

thanks for the lovely comments...I will try to update soon, at least twice a week 😃

Originally posted by: p_s05

Really enjoying the read!

thanks dear 😊

Originally posted by: asifiqbalsh

wonderful updates
Zoya asked asad abt Her hob & he said whatever she wants to do, she can do it. Nice convo between Dilshad & zoya. Asad listened everything & appointed PI for further investigations. Zoya got job & told asad. She was happy to see his care for her. Cake on face scene was awesome. Asad balanced the deal naughtily. He gave her a brand new car. She was overwhelmed as no body did that for her. Waiting for next update soon. Thanks for pm. Sorry for being late as I had an accident & totally on bed rest.

thanks for the beautiful comments 😃 omg..are you ok? I hope you feel better soon 🤗

Originally posted by: aarzoo50

beautiful update...
lovely understanding between asya but surely they need to talk... n share their worries n troubles...
plz continue soon

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Chapter 23

The next day Zoya started the first day of school. Zoya couldn't contain her excitement, she was way too happy. She dressed herself in the green anarkali that Asad had chosen for her. She stood in front of the mirror as she admired the dress. Her heart danced in joy thinking about the fact that this was the first time that Asad had chosen something for her. This thought bought color to her cheeks. She twirled around in front of the mirror happily. At that time, she noticed the hook of her anarkali come off. She reached behind her neck and closed the hook but the next second, it came off again. Zoya sighed. She wanted to wear this dress, Mr. Khan had chosen it for her after all. She walked out of the closet to see her husband in front of the mirror, dressed in a dark green shirt and black pants. She smiled at him. As she was about to walk out of the room, "Zoya," he called out, stopping her. Zoya stopped in her tracks and turned around, "jee Mr. Khan," she said. Asad had noticed the undone buttons of her anarkali so he had prevented her from leaving the room, but now what was he supposed to tell her. "Woh actually...woh Zoya...woh..," Asad hesitated. "Mr. Khan...kuch boliye na, mujhe school kehliye bhi nikal na hai," Zoya said, in a hurry. "Woh tumara...woh dress ki buttons," Asad told her. Zoya closed her eyes in embarrassment. "Ha, woh actually paata nahi woh ek hook band nahi horaha hai," she told him. "Ek...nahi doh," he informed her. "Kya? Allah miyan," she said shocked. Zoya was about to leave, "main band karoon?" he asked. She was stunned now! "Aap?" she said unsure. "Tum aise toh bahar nahi jasakthi hona," he told her. Zoya knew he was right. But, he will close her buttons? Allah miyan, aap hamesha mujhe aise ajeeb positions mein kyun dalte hai, she thought to herself. He stepped in front of her breaking her thoughts. She looked up at him and he spun his hand around in the air, telling her to turn in the opposite direction. Zoya nodded and did as told. He stepped closer and moved the few strands of hair that blocked his sight. Zoya felt lightening run through her body at his touch. She closed her eyes and placed her hand on her chest, inside which her heart raced. Asad cautiously closed one of the buttons and it stood in place. He then closed the top one but it came undone. "Zoya, mujhe lagtha hai keh yeh hook toot gaya hai, tum kohi aur dress pehen lo," he told her. "Nahi Mr. Khan, mujhe yehi pehena hai," she said. "Par kyun? Itni saari dresses haina, kuch aur pehen lo," he said. "Nahi Mr. Khan, yeh dress apne pasand kiya hai toh..." she stopped, realizing what she had said. Asad smirked. He bent down and tightened the hook in its place. She turned to face him and smiled. "Thanks Mr. Khan," she said. "No problem...waise yeh dress tum par bahut acchi lagrahi hai," he said honestly. She really did look beautiful in that dress. Well she looked beautiful in all dresses but today, there was something differnet. The joy in her heart radiated onto her face. "Accha, mujhe neeche jaana hai, school kehliye late horaha hai," she told him as she went to the couch, grabbed her things and walked out of the room.

Downstairs, Zoya really didn't want to eat anything but Dilshad insisted that she eat something. So, she fed Zoya some toast and a glass of juice. As Zoya was about to leave, Dilshad fed her some sweets and wished her for her first day. Zoya hugged Dilshad and thanked her. As Zoya was about to leave, Asad stopped her. She turned to see him desencding down the stairs. "chalo, I will drop you," he said. "par Mr. Khan driver aagaya hai, main chali jaungi," Zoya told him. "no today, main tume drop karta hoon," Asad stated. Zoya nodded. She was becoming familiar with his sudden erratic decisions and emotions. Asad and Zoya walked out and Asad told shyam to leave that he would drop Zoya today. Though he had checked his background before hiring him, Asad had a problem with trusting people so easily. And knowing Zoya, she was one who trusted anyone easily. He wasn't going to let anything happen to her. He liked the smile that was on her lips today. They drove in silence and Zoya contemplated on asking why he had insisted on dropping her. But, she didn't want to ask. Anytime she had asked him questions, she had seen him angry and that wasn't a site she desired to see. Reaching the school, as she was about to leave the car, "good luck Zoya!" he said. She smiled, "thanks Mr. Khan!" she replied and got off the car. Asad waited till Zoya walked in through the gates before leaving. Zoya went to mr. verma's office and collected the required paperwork for the class. She was a little less nervous than before now that she knew that she could teach. But, still a new class, new students, it was going to be a task to start teaching in the middle of the year. Zoya didn't know how the whole day passed by. When she left school, she walked out to see Asad at the gate again. "Mr. Khan, aap?" she said surprised. "Ha, chalo, ghar chalte hai," he said as he opened the passenger door for her. Zoya smiled, climed into the car, and thanked him. He sat in the driver's seat. "Tumara din kaise tha?" he asked. "Bahut hi accha Mr. Khan! Aap jaante hai saare bacche bahut hi pyaare hai," Zoya said with a grin. As he drove back, Asad just stared at Zoya and the way she spoke about the school, the kids. There was a glow of happiness on her face that clearly showed how much she loved her job.

Time started to pass, it had become a ritual for Asad to drop and pick up Zoya from school. She even teased him at times that if he was going to be her driver, why did he buy a car and hire shyam. He just ignored her taunts. The truth was that he loved seeing her so happy whenever she went and returned from work. Each time, her lips curved into a smile, he felt his heart flutter a bit more. She was slowly but surely becoming a part of his life. Seeing her smile, made him want to live again. He wanted to give a chance at life again. Each passing day, made him desire her a bit more. Zoya had learned to adopt Asad's habits. She tried to be a good wife. She woke up and got his clothes ready for the day. She had started to learn cooking from Dilshad and has even made him breakfast a couple times. Asad felt lucky to have her in his life. He thanked his mother silently for making him agree to the nikaah though he was hesitant. He was getting used to her childish behaviors and her pearl-like laughter which filled his room and life, day and night. She was beautiful than words can describe. Her eyes held this innocence that hardly anyone had anymore. The way she cared for everyone in the family, he knew that Allah been too generous on him. She respected and loved Rashid and Dilshad as her own parents. She scolded Rashid when he tried to eat sweets, being a borderline diabetic. She checked that Dilshad was eating healthy as she had high blood pressure. She loved his siblings, sometimes probably more than he did. The way she played with Imran becoming a kid just like him, the way she helped Haider in his studies, the way she taught Najma what was right and wrong as an older sister should, he liked it all. Whenever he yelled at her, he got her chocolates as a way of apologizing. The fact that she never told anyone what happened between them, good or bad, made him respect her a lot, and somewhere deep down, he had started trusting her. He felt his heart and mind weren't under his control anymore. His mind wandered in her thoughts all the time and his heart filled with desire each time he saw her. Asad tried hard to control his temptations because he felt that Zoya wasn't ready. Her combination of simplicity and maturity attracted him but he wasn't going to force her for anything she didn't feel ready for. It was a promise he had made to her and was going to uphold no matter what. Zoya on the other hand wanted to figure out Asad. He was complicated. She knew that he had a heart of gold. She had seen him care for her and protect her. She had seen how he helped those in need. He was a good son, a loving brother, and a great husband. But, he wasn't good with words. His silence was something she was still learning to read. She had also seen his anger. His erratic behaviors confused her. Sometimes, she didn't know whether her words would anger him or not. Zoya had also grown very close to the family. Dilshad was her favorite. She had become a mother that Zoya had always yearned for. Zoya shared her heart secrets with Dilshad and trusted her to keep them. Najma, Nikhat, and Zoya had become peas of the same pod. If these girls got together then the house was filled with laughter and their pranks. Dilshad couldn't be happier. Her biggest worry has always been Asad. He was different from her other kids. He never expressed what he felt and things have only gotten worse after the tanveer incident. But, she was seeing that change. She didn't miss how her son's eyes were glued to Zoya, watching her every move. She had started to see this sparkling twinkle in her son's eyes, and she knew that the reason for it was Zoya.

One such afternoon, the ladies were gathered in the living room after lunch. Zoya and Najma had returned from work and college earlier than usual. "Bore lagraha hai Bhabhi, chaliye kuch karte hai," Najma said. "kya karte hai? Zoya?" Nikhat asked. "dance competition," Zoya replied quickly as the ladies cheered. "Ammi...aap first," Zoya said. "kya? Main? Nahi nahi Zoya, iss umar mein!" Dilshad said. "aap umar thodi na huwi hai, aap toh abhi bhi jawaan hai," Zoya said causing Dilshad to blush. "aaye, main mar jawa," Najma teased looking at her mother's red cheeks. "tum sabh baade badmaash hogaye ho," Dilshad told her daughters as they all giggled. Suddenly, Zoya took her dupatta and tied it around her head and started to sing:

Aye meri zohra-jabeen, tujhe maalum nahi
Tu abhi tak hai haseen aur main jawaan
Tujhpe qurbaan meri jaan meri jaan

Ye shokhiyaan ye baankpan,
Jo tujh mein hai kahi nahi
Dilo ko jeetne ka fan, jo tujh mein hai kahi nahi
Eh meri zohra-jabeen

Tujhpe qurbaan meri jaan meri jaan

Zoya pulled Dilshad to the middle and started to dance around her. In the end, Dilshad too joined her and they danced together. Nikhat appaulsed and Najma whistled cheering the ladies. Dilshad chuckled as she hugged Zoya. Next, it was Nikhat's turn and she turned on aaja nachle. Then Najma performed on the song baby doll. Lastly it was time for Zoya. "Bhabhi you should perform on hit item song," Najma suggested, only to get a slap on her hand from Dilshad. "ouch Ammi!" Najma pouted. "tumne aur ek maar chahiye Najma, bahut badmaash hote jarahi tum," Zoya complained. "oh come on Bhabhi!" Najma pleaded. After much deliberation, Zoya agreed. Everyone cheered as Zoya started to dance on the song Asalaam-E-Ishqum. She started to move her body to the tunes and the girls also encouraged her. They were all too lost to notice two pairs of eyes watching them. Zoya was moving to the music when she suddenly stopped. Her eyes stuck to the door. The rest of the ladies were shocked to see Asad and Haider at the door. Zoya felt her cheeks fill with color and she hid behind Dilshad trying to save her. Asad was still lost in what he had just seen. Walking into the house, he saw her dancing. The way she moved flaunting her curvy body. The fun she was having. The way she was micmicking the actress who had oringally performed the song. Asad was so mesmerized that he didn't even realized that she had stopped moving. "wow Bhabhi...kya performance thi, you were looking hot, amazing!" Haider commented. Hearing his brother's words, Asad slapped his head. "ouch Bhai...saach hi toh bol raha hoon," Haider whined. "shut up!" Asad said glaring at his brother. Zoya hid her face behind Dilshad. Dilshad just smiled at Zoya and then turned to Asad. She noticed how Asad was watching Zoya. "aagaye Asad...tum change karlo, kuch dher mein khana ready hojayega," Dilshad told him. Asad just nodded still looking at Zoya and walked away. "Zoya, tum bhi jao beta!" Dilshad said. "nahi Ammi...Mr. Khan koh bahut gussa aaya hoga, aapne dekha na keh mujhe woh kaise dekh rahe the," Zoya said looking at the way Asad has just gone. "kuch nahi hoga Zoya, jao," Dilshad encouraged. Zoya nodded and followed Asad upstairs.

She walked into the room to see him sitting on the couch. Zoya walked up to him, "Mr. Khan woh actually hum sabh aise hi time pass kehliye dance karahe the aur phir Najma ne kaha toh main," Zoya explained believing that he was angry. He didn't say anything and Zoya kept blabbering. "mujhe nahi paata tha keh tum itna accha dance bhi karleti ho," Asad firmly stated. "ha Mr. Khan wahi toh main keha rahi ho...kya?" Zoya first kept talking without even realizing what Asad had said but stopped when she realized. She looked at him and he smirked. At that instinct Zoya knew that he was just playing with her. "Mr. Khan...aap!" Zoya said surprised that he was pulling her leg. Zoya started to laugh and Asad too joined in. Their laughter filled the room and emotions over took Asad. He stood up and moved closer to her. She stopped laughing and looked at his sudden move. He stepped forward and Zoya stepped back. He took one more step and so did she. She hit the wall and looked up at him. He moved close to her, "tum hamesha peeche kyun jaati ho Zoya," he asked. Zoya suddenly felt loss of words. His close proximity was sending lightening through her body. She felt her heart thump in her chest and her palms started to feel sweaty. She tried to speak but nothing came out. He moved closer and she closed her eyes. Asad wanted to tell her what she did to him. He had given up on life! He never thought he would feel his heart beat again. He wanted to live again. He wanted to live with her again. He desired to taste those luscious pink lips. He desired to make her his forever. He felt her shudder with his closeness. Asad wraped his left hand around her waist and his right hand slowly went towards her cheek. He caressed her cheek which had turned a strawberry red color. Zoya was losing herself. He inched closer wanting to taste those lips. He brushed her lips with his and she moaned in pleasure. As he was about to pull her into kiss, someone pushed the door and ran in. Asad and Zoya broke apart quickly. He glared down to see his nephew at the door. "chachi chachi!" Imran yelled. "Imran, kissi ke room mein knock karna chahiye first, maine tume kaha haina?" Asad said getting angry. "woh chachi se kuch pooch na tha," Imran said sadly. "kohi baat nahi Imran, bolo," Zoya said kneeling down to see Imran eye to eye. Imran smiled at chachi and explained how he needed help with math. "accha chalo, batao mujhe problems," Zoya said as she looked at Asad and walked out the door. Asad was confused at her reaction. Didn't she feel the same way he did? He didn't have a name for this turmoil inside him but at least he knew that he felt something. Zoya was thankful that Imran had come in time. She placed a hand on her pounding heart. "allah miyan...agar Imran nahi aata toh kya hojata tha. Aur kya main honi dehti," she thought. "kyun main Mr. Khan keh paas aate hi kuch kehne nahi paati. Kya hojata hai mujhe? Allah miyan kuch toh kahiye na, mujhe kuch samaj kyun nahi aaraha hai," Zoya said mentally scolding herself.

The next afternoon Humaira and Zoya decided to meet up. Since the wedding, they have been in touch but didn't really get a chance to meet. Humaira was done with college early and reached home. She waited for Zoya. Since they were little, Humaira always shared everything with Zoya. This new found feelings in her heart needed a name. And she needed Zoya's help. Zoya reached the house and excitedly ran up to Humaira. "humi...i missed you!" she said pulling her sister in a hug. "kaise hai bhaji?" Humaira asked. "bahut acchi...sorry humi. Kaam mein thodi busy hogayi thi. Oh semester ki beech join kiya hai toh," Zoya explained. "I am so happy for you bhaji keh Bhaijaan aap ko job karne deh rahe hai. main jaanti keh aap ko hamesha kaam karna chathi thi," Humaira said as Zoya smiled. "tumari college kaise chal rahi hai?" Zoya said. "don't ask Zoya! I have this professor, she is so rude and hard. I don't know kaise unke exams pass karungi," Humaira whined as they climed up the stairs. "tum Haider se help kyun nahi maang thi...I am sure keh he will help you," Zoya said. Hearing his name, Humaira felt her heart increase his speed and her cheeks reddened. "hey...tume kya huwa?" Zoya asked. "kuch nahi bhaji...bas aise hi," Humaira said as they took a seat on her bed. "aap waha khush haina bhaji?" Humaira asked. "ha Humaira main bhaut khush hoon. Waha sabh bahut acche hai aur Ammi hai woh toh best hai. main na unse khana banana seek rahi hoon. Aur Abu toh mujhe hamesha kulfi lakar dehte hai. Bhaijaan aur Bhabhi toh bahut hi acche hai. aur Imran toh he is a sweet heart...I just love him," Zoya told her. Humaira could see the happiness glitter in Zoya's eyes as she talked about her new family.

She was extremely happy for Zoya. She has seen first hand how Zoya was treated by her mother and had always hated it. She was happy that now someone loved Zoya like she deserved and took care of her. "accha bhaji yeh batao...aap honeymoon par kyun nahi gayi...jeeju ne kya yehi honeymoon mana liya," Humaira teased. Zoya turned beetroot red. "allah miyan...kya keha rahi hoon, chup!" Zoya said. "aap itna kyun sharma rahi hai bhaji," huemira said. "Humaira ki bacchi," Zoya said as she started to hit Humaira with a pillow. Gaffur has heard that Zoya had come so he went upstairs. Nearing the room, he saw Zoya playing with Humaira. He smiled as tears filled his eyes. He had never been able to give her the happiness and rights that she deserved. He was glad that at least now she had a family that truly has made her apart of their lives. He didn't have the guts to talk to her after what has happened on the wedding day and left from there. As they stopped the fight, "accha bhaji, mujhe aap ki help chahiye?" Humaira said getting serious. "kya hua humi?" she asked. "Zoya, tume yeh kaise paata keh tum Bhaijaan se pyaar karti ho?" Humaira asked. Zoya choked on the coffee she was drinking. "humi tum theek toh hona yeh kaisa sawaal hai?" she asked. "woh mujhe paata karna hai keh mujhe kya hua hai?" Humaira said. "tum theek se batao...you are confusing me," Zoya said. "I think I like somone!" Humaira said as Zoya looked at her shocked. "Kaise? Kyon?" Zoya asked curiously. "woh main abhi baata nahi sakthi. Pheli paata toh chale toh yeh hai kya?" Humaira wondered. Zoya giggled, "tujhe dekhar toh aise hi lagtha hai keh yeh pyaar hai," she said. Humaira blushed hard as Zoya laughed more. "bhaji...please hassi yeh mat. Aap nahi jaanti keh yeh sabh kitna mushkil hai," Humaira pouted. "yeh bhi hai," Zoya said. "accha bhaji...yeh baatayiye keh aapko kaise paata chala keh aap Asad Bhaijaan se pyaar karti hai?" Humaira questioned. Zoya felt her heart flutter at the words. Her...love...and Mr. Khan, aiso toh maine khabhi nahi soocha hai, she thought. "Tume kaise paata keh tum usse pyaar karti ho?" Zoya asked her sister. "Waise toh I am not sure but jab woh mere paas hota hai toh aisa lagtha hai keh zindagi aur khoobsurat hai, aur jab woh mere paas nahi hota hai toh main sirf uske baare mein sooch thi. Aur jab bhi woh mujhe galati se bhi chuleta hai toh mere dil ki dhakan itni tez hojati hai. Aur jab main uske baare mein sooch thi hoon toh I smile so big," Humaira went on while Zoya realized how all this reflected how she reacted around Asad and felt about him. "Lekin Mr. Khan koh toh main abhi jaane ki kosish karahi hoon toh main unse pyaar kaise karsakthi hoon," she asked herself. "Bhaji, kya kohgayi aap?" Humaira said, bringing Zoya back to reality. "Kuch nahi hai. Dekh humi agar tujhe apni feelings par baroosa hai toh bolde usse," Zoya said. Humaira nodded, "kosish karongi," she said. "good luck humi...agar tume kohi madad chahiye toh mujhe baatana," Zoya said as she hugged Humaira. A while later, Zoya left telling Humaira that she had to reach home and it was getting late, she wanted to get back before dinner time. "aabh bolungi toh bologe bol thi hoon...lagtha hai bahut laad lagaya jaraha hai sasural mein, paata nahi isse itne acche log kaise milgaye. Kuch toh karna padega, iss ladki koh main khabhi khush nahi rehne dungi!" Razia thought becoming furious to see a happy Zoya walk out of the house.

Will Zoya figure out what her heart is trying to tell her? What will Razia do to spoil Zoya's happiness? Will destiny play a joke with Asad again? Keep reading to find out!

I know that there wasn't a lot of Asya in this chapter but it was needed so the story could move forward. I promise that next part will be a lot of asya...will try to update in a couple days as I have already started writing the next chapter 😃