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Originally posted by: sasir

awesome

loved it

update soon

thanks dear...😃

Originally posted by: EMOksgian

kyon kyon akhir kyon break lagya ;( I m addicted to dis asya <3 awsum update naughty asad rocked bechari zoya shocked :) ... bt next main confession hai naa ;) I m sure confession hai :) plZ update soon I m dying vd suspense

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Originally posted by: aarzoo50

beautiful update...
oops Mr. Khan is gussa again...
but y do i feel iss baar fyt nai romance hoga!!!!
asad ki feelings thodi saamne ayenge in front of zoya
plz continue soon...

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Originally posted by: anopama

Love the update

Zoya got some time with her sis

So love the birthday surprise

He was shocked but happy

She did everything to his liking

His favourites the gift beautiful and how he thank her very nice

Haha he was funny too they can stay there

Oh and him being all teasing or should I say flirty

Oh the parents talk is nice

Rashid is relief to see dilshad less worried

A prayer plan for thanks

Omg an accident Asad going crazy he can't meet her she is nowhere to be found

Oh he is mad and poor zoya is at the receiving end she don't know what she did now

Oh oh she is scared to enter the room

But I think she might be surprise when she enter with a vulnerable Asad hugging her and coming clean about his feelings

Hopefully

Plz don't make us wait long

Continue

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Originally posted by: asifiqbalsh

Nice update
Zoya arranged surprise birthday party for asad. He enjoyed it throughly & thanked zoya. She was happy that asad shared his feelings with her & coming out from shell. Asad saw accident news & tried to find zoya. He was crazy for not finding her & scared for losing her. He was angry & zoya was shocked. Waiting for next update soon to see asad & zoya reactions. Hope he will confess now what is in his heart. Thanks for pm

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Originally posted by: Amin21

Read all in one go😛

Splendid job yaar

Beautifully written

I do want pm

please pm me when update

waiting

welcome to my FF...thanks for the lovely comments...will add you to the PM list 😃

Originally posted by: p_s05

This was a lovely chapter. I would expect Asad in the present situation and the heat of the moment to blurt out his feelings, look forward to what may unfold in the next chapter.

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Originally posted by: anushadasi

Wow

Lovely update

I think asad will confess his feelings

Thanks for the pm

Pls update soon

I am eagerly waiting for it.

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Chapter 29

She walked in and saw him standing by the window. She felt her heart race in fear. Why was he so mad? What was he angry about? She thought. Just ask na Zoya, it isn't that hard, her inner self spoke. "Mr. Khan, aap itna gussa kyun karahe hai? kya hua hai?" she asked. In a second, Asad dashed towards her. He grabbed her by her shoulders, "kya hua? Kya hua Zoya? Seriously! Pichle doh ghanto se main tume pagalo ki taara doond raha hoon aur tume kitne baar phone kiya. Tumne answer kyun nahi kiya?" he yelled. Zoya shrieked. She tried to wiggle out of his grip but he wouldn't let go. "Shayad meri phone ki battery dead hogayi thi...paata nahi," she said. "How could you be so irresponsible Zoya? Check nahi karsakthi thi. Hamesha kuch na kuch karthi rehti ho. Tume paata bhi hai keh tumare harkatein kissi aur koh kitni takleef hosakthi hai," he said as his grip around her became tighter. "Mr. Khan chodiye please, aap yeh, mujhe dard horaha hai," she pleaded. "Aur joh mujhe dard horaha tha uska kya? Agli baar apni phone ki battery check karke rakna, tumare bachpane ki wajase main apna time baar baar waste nahi karsaktha," he stated still angry. Zoya was getting annoyed listening to his words. She put in all her energy and pushed him away. "Stop it Mr. Khan! Yeh aap kya karahe hai? Main chup hoon isska matlab yeh nahi keh aap kuch bhi bolte jaye. Maine galati kya kiya hai. Phone ki battery dead hogayi thi toh aapne mujhe irresponsible bol diya. Aur aap, aapko toh sirf kohi bahana chahiye mujhpar chilane kehliye. Main bacchi nahi ho Mr. Khan, main apna khayal rak sakthi hoon. Stop being so overprotective," she told him. "Main overprotective hoon?" he asked, surprised at her accusations. "Jee ha...aapko kya farak padtha hai keh main ghar time pe aao ya dher se. Main apna khayal rak sakthi hoon. Aur mujhe aapse kohi baat nahi karni hai," she yelled. As she turned to leave, she felt his hand grab hers and pull her back. She dashed against his stiff chest and looked up in his coffee brown orbitals. His emotions took over him and in the next moment, he pressed his lips against hers. Zoya froze! She felt her hands turn into fist around her anarkali. Asad felt his anger melt as their lips met. He bit her lower lip and desired to invade into her mouth but she didn't respond. He pressed harder but she stood still. He broke away and looked at her to see her eyes closely shut. He leaned in, "farak padtha hai...tum jab bhi mere aankhon keh saamne nahi hoti hoon, mujhe bahut farak padtha hai," he whispered. She shuddered as she felt his lips brush against her ear. As she felt him move away, she opened her eyes. She scanned the floor and quickly ran inside the changing room and shut the door. She could feel her heart palpate against her chest. She placed her hand on her chest. "ya Allah yeh kya tha...Mr. Khan just...he just kissed me?" she said still in shock. "main kohi sapna toh nahi dekh rahi hoon," she thought. "Uss din Mr. Khan ne cheek par aur aaj toh," she said touching her lips, which still held the feeling of his.

That night, sleep was far away from Zoya's thoughts. She was confused. She didn't know why she had felt her heart pump and her breath stop. She didn't know why whenever she felt him near her, she felt short of words. What was it she felt towards him? She liked him, he is a good guy...well he is a very good guy but what was this that she felt. Her unknown feelings made her heart thump and butterflies to twirl around in her stomach. Her back was towards him as he lay on the bed watching her. After he had kissed her, she had started avoiding him. Even at the dining table, her eyes were glued to her plate. Every time, their eyes met, he could see her avoid him and a blush sneak up her cheeks. He was Asad Ahmed Khan. He wasn't allowed to lose control of his feelings. But when he thought about losing her, everything seemed to fade. He didn't care about anything. "Lekin mujhe aise Zoya keh saath shayad nahi karna chahiye tha. Mujhe toh yeh bhi nahi paata keh uske dil mein kya hai? Lekin yeh toh main jaanta hoon keh woh mere liye kuch feel karti hai. jis tarah woh mere paas jaane se react karti hai usse toh aisa hi lagtha hai," Asad thought as he closed his eyes remembering all their moments together since they met. The next morning, Nikhat told Zoya what had happened the day before and how Asad was so tensed for her. Zoya then realized why Asad was so upset. He must have been worried for her, she thought. Minutes later, she walked in the room to see him packing for office. "Mr. Khan," she said and he turned around to face her. "Yeh aap kehliye," she told him as she put forward a small plate. Asad saw a sandwich on the plate and it has written "sorry" on top of it with a sad smiley. He smiled seeing it. "I am sorry Mr. Khan, you were right! Mujhe dihaan rakna chahiye tha," she said. "Mere paas bhi tumare liye kuch hai," he said as he dug into his bag and gave her a toffee. "I am also sorry, mujhe aise chilana nahi chahiye tha," he said. "Sandwich khahiye na, maine pheli baar try kiya hai," she said. Asad nodded and took a bite, "bahut accha hai," he told her. "Saach Mr. Khan, thank you!" Zoya said as she grinned. "mujhe late horaha hai, main chalta hoon," he said grabbing his things. "Ha mujhe bhi school kehliye nikal na chahiye," Zoya said. "Main drop kardo?" he asked. "Mr. Khan aap koh toh late horaha tha na?" she teased as she giggled. "Woh main actually...woh," Asad said. "Main chali jaungi Mr. Khan aur aaj time pe pauch jaungi, quran khani hai aur bahut saari tyaari karni hai," Zoya said as she got her things. Then, they both headed out to their destinations.

Everyone had returned from work earlier as quran khani was scheduled to happen that night. Nikhat, Zoya, and Najma were checking all the setup when Dilshad told them to go get ready as the guests will be arriving shortly. Asad stood in front of the mirror, dressed in a white kurta pajama, fixing his hair when his eyes fell on her. Dressed in a light green anarkali, she was wiping her wet hair that was layered on her left shoulder. She placed the wet towel to dry and turned to meet his eyes through the mirror. She smiled at him and he returned the gesture. Zoya then picked up the dupatta from the bed and placed it on her shoulder and then covered her head. "Neeche chale?" she asked him. He nodded and they both proceeded downstairs. The family was waiting downstairs when they saw Asad and Zoya coming down the stairs. "Wow Bhaijaan...kya couple entry hai," Haider teased. "shut up!" Asad said glaring at him as Zoya giggled. "Kisiki nazar na lage," Dilshad said lovingly. Hearing her words, Asad and Zoya just looked at each other. Soon, the guests started to arrive. The living room was divided in half and the ladies were on one side and men on the other. Asad kept stealing glances at his beautiful wife. She was so engrossed in reading the holy quran and prayer. But his heart couldn't keep away from her. He was glad that she was being normal with him after the kiss. But the fact that she hasn't responded back bothered him a little. His thoughts were interrupted when he saw her coughing. She was trying to control herself so she wouldn't disturb anyone else's reading. Suddenly, she looked up to see Asad holding a glass of water. Zoya smiled and thanked him, taking the glass from him. "Tum theek ho?" he asked quietly so only she can hear. "Yeah, main theek hoon, thanks Mr. Khan!" she said. Dilshad smiled seeing the two but someone else was watching them too and that person wasn't too pleased.

After the quran khani was over, dinner was being served to everyone. The ladies teased how Asad was taking care of Zoya, she just blushingly smiled. Zoya was serving everyone water and juice but she kept seeing Asad who was talking with some relatives. He cared so much for her that others could see it only she couldn't, Zoya thought. "paata nahi yeh mujhe kya horaha hai? main Mr. Khan keh baare mein itna kyun sooch rahi hoon," Zoya muttered to herself. As she was watching Asad, she barged into someone dropping the glass of orange juice on her dress. "Mujhe maaf kardijiye...mera dihaan nahi," Zoya said but she stopped seeing Razia smirk at her. "Dihaan toh tumara kahi aur hi hai, main bhi toh shaam se dekh rahi hoon," Razia mocked looking at Asad. Zoya turned to see Asad, "aisa kuch nahi hai, main bas kuch sooch rahi thi aur," she explained. "Aabh bolungi toh bologe keh bolti hai, lagtha hai tumare khoobsurati ne Asad miyan koh tumare upar fida kardiya hai," Razia said. "Woh mere shohar hai...unke aur mere beech joh bhi ho uski fikar aap na hi kare toh behtaar hai," Zoya firmly stated. "Haye...kya tevar nikal aaye hai tumare," Razia said as she scornfully placed her index finger on Zoya's chin. Zoya moved her finger away and started to leave. "Ek baat yaad rakna Zoya, tumari khoobsurati chahiye kitno koh tum par pagal karde, jab Asad koh tumari asliyat paata chalegi toh woh tume waise hi chod dehga jaise barso phele tumare Ammi Abu ne choda tha," Razia told her. Zoya looked at her shocked. Tears filled her eyes as she left from there. She wouldn't let her see her tears. Never! She ran up the stairs and slammed her room door as she lay against it. Tears bust from her eyes and rolled down her tears. "Kyun karti hai aisa woh mere saath...kyun?" she thought. "Bachpan se mere saath aisa hi karti hai. Mere Ammi Abu chod keh nahi gaye the mujhe...nahi gaye the," she said as she sobbed. She caressed her arm and more tears filled her tears. "Kya saach jaane keh baad, Mr. Khan mujhe chod keh chale jayenge?" she asked herself. Zoya's insecurities seemed to choke a wall around her. She has always been a full of life and carefree attitude kind of a girl but the insecurities that Razia had built around her, sometimes seem to take advantage of her. Suddenly, she heard someone knock on the door. She stood up and quickly wiped her tears. Asad had seen Zoya talking to Razia and then minutes later go up the stairs with tears in her eyes. He knew something was wrong. He knocked on the door again and opened to see her standing right at the entrance. "Zoya, tum aise achanak aagayi...sabh theek haina?" he asked concerned seeing her red eyes. "Ha Mr. Khan main theek...woh actually...ha woh mere dress par orange juice girgaya tha bas usse saaf karne aayi thi," she said scanning the floor. Asad could tell that she was lying. There were only two occasions when she avoided eye contact: when he was close to her or when she was lying. "Are you sure keh sabh theek hai?" he asked again. Zoya just nodded, "Neeche sabh intezaar karahe honge, mujhe jaana chahiye," she said and quickly walked out of the room.

It's been a week since the quran khani and silence seemed to have taken over Zoya. She has distanced herself from Asad. She only spoke when spoken to and that too with few words. Asad knew that somehow it was connected to what Razia and Zoya had talked about that night but he didn't know what it was. He had tried to talk to Zoya twice but she has become extremely uncomfortable with the topic so he let it go. He wasn't going to force her to tell him something she didn't want to. But he was sure of one thing. He was going to bring her out of her closed shell. Asad was going to get Zoya back, his chulbul, kit kit karni wali Zoya. It was Saturday morning and Asad was getting dressed for office as he has a meeting scheduled that morning. Zoya was sitting on the bed reading something on her iPad. "Ouch!" he said. She looked up from her screen. "Woh button toot Gaya," he informed. "Oh," she said as she went back to her screen. Asad sighed, he was expecting her to say something more. "Tum stitch kardogi?" he asked. Zoya looked at him again. "Main?" she asked. "Come on Zoya, yaha tume kohi aur dikh raha hai?" he said. "Par Mr. Khan, mujhe yeh karna nahi aata," Zoya told him. "Toh isse accha mauka thodi milega, tume seekne ka," Asad said. "kya?" Zoya said a little shocked. "Chalo aajao," he said as he walked up to the bed and grabbed her by the hand and helped her down to the floor. They now stood facing each other. "Theek hai, main sewing box laati hoon," Zoya said not having any choice to escape. She walked into the changing closet and returned with a small plastic box that contained all the sewing materials. She placed it on the bed and took a matching white thread to his shirt and fixed it through the needle. With the thread in her hand, she turned to see him. She stepped in closer to him and started to sew. He stared at her face which displayed some sorrow unknown to him. She smiled but the smile never reached her eyes. The wind blew her hair and Zoya shook her head trying to move it away. But it returned to disrupt her vision again. At that moment, she felt his fingers trail along her face. She looked up and met his eyes. He slowly moved his hair and placed it behind her ears. "Ahhh" she flinched as the needle poked the finger. "Samaal keh Zoya," Asad said as he took her hand and quickly sucked the blood that was oozing out. "Main theek hoon," she said as she retrieved her hand. Asad was hurt! The way she has distanced herself hurt him but he composed himself. He wasn't going to give up hope so easily; he will keep trying till he succeeded. "Aree wah tumne toh isse theek kardiya," he said looking at the button. "Thanks!" Asad told her and left the room.

That afternoon, the family members were chatting after lunch when Dilshad suggested that Zoya make dinner for everyone that night. "Kya? No way Ammi! Mujhse nahi hoga," Zoya exclaimed. "Aree kyun nahi hoga, maine tume itne meino se seekaya hai. tum acche se khana bana sakthi ho," Dilshad encouraged. "Ammi, main khana bana bhi loon lekin kohi nahi khayega," Zoya pouted. "Tum aise kyun sooch rahi ho beta, tum jaisa bhi khana banao, hum khalenge," Rashid teased. "Abu...aap bhi," she said. "Aree mazaak hai, mujhe pura yakeen hai keh tum bahut accha khana banaogi," Rashid said. "All the best bhabhi!" Najma said giving her a side hug. "Thanks," Zoya said smilingly. "Aur ha Zoya, kohi help chahiye toh mujhe baatana," Dilshad told her and Zoya nodded. That evening, Zoya stood in the kitchen, an apron on her shoulders and her hair tied up in a ponytail. "I hope keh khana accha banjaye...come on Zoya, you can do this!" she encouraged herself as she tied the apron around her waist. Latif and Naseem khala were helping her and she started cooking. About two hours later, Zoya had managed to make rice, rotis, koftas, sabzi, and even kheer. She was pleasantly surprised at herself. But, these two hours haven't been too fun for Usman and Naseem khala. Every time, Zoya would find one spice, she would drop two on the counter and they had to stay right behind her to clean it up. After she was done, Zoya arranged the dishes on the dining table with the help of Usman. Soon, the family joined Zoya at the dining table. Asad has still not returned from the office and called in to inform that he would be late. Zoya served Dilshad and Rashid first. "Taste kijiye aur baatayiye kaise bana hai," Zoya said. Rashid and Dilshad took a bite of the rice and koftas. They both looked at Zoya who was staring at them with hopeful eyes. "Kuch kahiye na," Zoya said getting impatient. Dilshad and Rashid laughed, "khana bahut accha bana hai, hum toh mazaak karahe the," Rashid said. "kya Abu aap bhi," Zoya complained. "Aree mazaak tha beta, khana bahut hi accha bana hai," Dilshad said as she lovingly patted her cheek. "Woh toh hona hi haina Ammi, after all meri teacher itni acchi joh thi," Zoya said as everyone chuckled. After enjoying dinner, everyone retrieved to their rooms for the night. Zoya informed Dilshad that she was going to wait for Asad as he still wasn't home.

Zoya was waiting for Asad but he was still a no show. "Yeh Mr. Khan bhi na paata nahi kaha rehagaye, phone bhi nahi utarahe hai. Sorry Zoya, bahut hi important kaam tha," she said mimicking what Asad would say as an excuse. Bored, she pulled out her iPad and started watching some videos on YouTube. She plugged in her headphone and started watching. It was late at night when Asad parked his car in the khan driveway. He was supposed to return after the scheduled meeting, but a client's proposal was rejected and had to be finished today. So he had to stay late and finish the presentation today. He was tired! His coat hung on his arm and his tie was loosened around his neck. He opened the door and walked in. In a second, he felt his tiredness blow away with the wind. A smile crept up on his lips seeing his wife laughing. She was watching something on her iPad. He slowly walked up behind her and almost chuckled seeing what she was watching. It was tom and jerry, the cartoon. She saw his reflection in the screen and quickly stood up. "kaha the Mr. Khan aap? Kabh se wait karahi hoon," she complained. "Sorry Zoya, bahut important kaam tha joh aaj hi pura karna tha. Waise kya dekh rahi ho?" he asked. "kuch nahi bas aise hi" Zoya said quickly closing the iPad and placing it on the sofa. "Aap change karlijiye aur main khana laaga thi hoon," she said. Asad nodded and left for their room. Zoya warmed up the food and placed it on the table. She sat waiting for Asad. She was suddenly nervous to serve him her food. "kya Mr. Khan koh mera khana pasand aayega? I mean pheli baar banaya hai," she thought. "But wait! Mr. Khan koh toh paata nahi hai keh maine khana banaya hai, aisa karti hoon main kuch nahi kehti," Zoya told herself. At that moment, Asad reached the dining table and took a seat. Zoya served him food and he started to eat. Taking the first bite, Asad knew that Dilshad has not made food. It tasted different. It wasn't Nikhat's cooking food either, he knew how that tasted. He looked at Zoya and instantly knew that she had made the food. He smirked but didn't say anything. Zoya waited till he finished his food and lastly, served him a bowl of kheer. She took the rest of the food and was going to put it away in the fridge. "khana tumne banaya?" she heard him ask and stopped in her tracks. "woh main...woh actually...Ammi ne kaha aur woh," she mumbled. "Zoya sirf ha ya na bolsakthi ho," Asad said. Zoya looked at him surprised. Asad and being witty, that was new. "ha maine khana banaya hai, aapko accha nahi laaga?" she asked. "khana toh accha tha lekin aur accha hosaktha tha," he told her. "Oh!" she said as her mouth formed an "o." of course Mr. Khan, the perfectionist, was going to expect more. "And there is an easy way to do that!" Asad said and she looked at him, confused. He took her hand in his and dipped her finger into the bowl of kheer he was holding in the other hand. "Mr. Khan aap yeh kya karahe hai?" Zoya asked trying to remove her hand from his grip. Asad bought her finger close to her mouth and licked the kheer off. Zoya felt a shiver run down her spine. "Now the kheer is delicious!" Asad said with a wink. He walked off with the bowl as Zoya stood there shocked, thinking about what has just happened. That night, Zoya lay on the couch watching the stars on the nightly sky. "yeh Mr. Khan pichle kuch dino kuch ajeeb hi behave karahe hai, paata nahi kya hogaya hai unne. Aur mujhe, mujhe kya hogaya hai? Jab bhi woh mere paas aate hai toh mera dil aisa dhak dhak kyun karne lagtha hai. Aur main chup kyun hojati hoon, mujhse kuch bola kyun nahi jaata," she mumbled to herself. "Main na kuch bhi sooch thi hoon, hum sirf dost hai," she thought. But, she remembered their kiss, the one on the cheek and the lips. "haina?" she said unsure as she looked at the sky.

The semester was almost coming to an end and it was the day for the seniors to leave for their trip. Every year, they all went on a 2 day senior vacation since they were all graduating. The bus was about to leave and Humaira was waiting for Haider. She wanted to meet him before he left. Suddenly, someone crashed into her from behind and she was about to fall back but someone caught her. She looked up to meet his cocoa colored eyes. "Hey!" he said. "Tum dihaan se nahi chal sakthe," she retorted back. "Aree I am sorry yaar, woh late horaha tha, aur jaldi mein dekha nahi," he explained. "it's ok, so excited?" she asked. "Yeah yaar, last college trip doston keh saath, ajeeb lagraha hai. I feel like bas kuch dino phele main yaha aaya tha masters shuru karne kehliye aur aabh ek hafte mein I will be done, time goes by fast," Haider said, happy and sad at the same time. "But you can plan your future now na, it will be fun to start working with your Abu and bhaijaans," Humaira said. "woh toh hai, imagine mera own cabin aur mere own clients," Haider boasted making Humaira laugh. Her smile disappeared remembering something. "Hey...kya hua?" he asked. "Woh tum chale jaoge toh main tumse mil nahi sakungi na," she honestly confessed. Haider too became upset thinking about the fact. "Humaira, please don't be sad," he told her seeing her gloomy face. "Tum mujhe jab chahiye phone karsakthi ho aur phir ghar bhi toh aasakthi ho, hum khabhi alag nahi honge," Haider said. Humaira smiled listening to his words. "Anyways, have a safe and fun trip. Apna khayal rakna," Humaira said. "Thanks yaar, bye!" Haider said. As he walked away to board the bus, Humaira thought about how these moments were only going to last a couple more days. Then, he would be gone! She was extremely scared to tell him what she felt. She had shared what she felt with Zoya and Zoya had told her that she should tell the guy though she didn't know it was Haider. Zoya had tried to ask her but Humaira had assured her that if anything did become serious, she would tell Zoya. "Kya main Haider koh baata doh keh mere dil mein kya hai?" she thought. "Lekin kya Haider bhi mere liye wahi mehsoos karta hoga?" she asked herself as she looked up to see him waving at her from his seat. She waived back as the bus made his way of the campus.

I know you all had different expectations about what will happen...but I hope you like what I did. I know many of you want the confession, its almost there just a couple more chapters for some revelations to happen. Thanks for the comments and support, always means a lot. love you all 🤗🤗🤗 Looking forward to your comments on this chapter 😃