FF Beintehaa Ishq [Zaya story with a twist]last chapter -pg106 - Page 34

Originally posted by: zayacrazy

''Never give up!''

I say hats off to Zain! That guy is some lover! Some husband! Some amazing Romeo! He's what girls term as 'Prince Charming! His unlimited love mskes me wonder, If Allah still makes those kind of guys these days...

I really admire Zain for him not being flawless also for being a passionate lover...he has the ability to love despite of getting nothing in return..

His love and pain is recognized by unidentified eyes, which haven't gone unnoticed by him but he chooses to use his 'utpataang' style to convey his love. Each character is right on it's place but again their perspective stands to where they only view Aaliyas pain! They forget that someone is still baring pain that is undeserved to any human being.

''Love is Pain'' personal experience that's right, but here Zain has gone on to proving that this pain is the cure to itself- pyaar ke dard ko pyaar hi mitata hein...

Also what Aaliya did, 'ice cream' she knows him, she enjoys fulfilling his small demands...she loves him! But fire takes time to cool when one puts water...her wounds will take time to heal but as Zain continuously pours his love...,they are sure to heal! And maybe his love will get them to heal faster...

Sim... these characters these emotions are all made up- but the meaning behind them the feelings behind them are true! Which makes every word have a soul have reality! This makes this story real...I don't know you but one thing I do know...is you not knowing me, know me to the core!

And I'd like to give you a flying hug- If I make sense, for being such a touching, fan fiction yet realistic writer!

Originally posted by: Tom-and-Jerry

hey sim,that's so sweet of u..thank u!!!!!!😊
love u loads,
ishita..😳

Originally posted by: KitkitMkb

Zain is back ! This Guy is a warrior he Will go through and thin to get her back and that is the Spirit ! Aaliya this girl is really something she knows that this visit to the orphanage would Hurt him the ice cream actes as a medicine and i missed their romance so much this is called the besharam Zain , i am so excited continue soon !

Your comments are making me dream ...maybe I will quit my research and become a full time writer😆, walking in Mumbai with a Jhola showing my stories to potential editors😆😆😆

Anyways ...lets see what Zain is upto and how La and Da ..would love and hate him ...Long update, so two parts ..enjoy

Dedication :

To my first reader from a beautiful country, this ones for you Zlata ..as beautiful as your name ...it took me by surprise to see your dedication for a foreign language. I am so happy that you read my story, I kind off boast of different countries to my hubby now 😆. I hope you keep on commenting ...and enjoying ..

loads of love to you

Sim

Chapter 13

Sharminda...

As Zain came back ...he went to his room and took out his bag ...keeping the diary inside ...hiding it ...when he had come to win her he was fighting her ...now he was fighting himself too...

A feeling of hatred had solidified ...and he had mummified it around his heart...

He saw the image in the small mirror kept on kashifs suitcase ...and couldn't see anyone ..maybe his soul had died too ...he smiled ...as tears streaked his face ...still forcing a smile ...

He looked down ...and smiled ... walking out he went to meet her...since their return journey was filled with his non stop blabber and her smirks ...

Knocking her door ...he waited

Abdul chacha kitne baar kaha hai aapko knock karne ki zaroorat nahi hai ...

She looked up to see him ...and her expression changed to anger ...

Bahar khade raho...andar mat aana ...

He smiled at her ...accha theek hai aakdu ...kaunsi laxman rekha hai ...ki mai andar aate hi ravan ki tarah jal jaunga ...he was giggling ...her angry eyes spread the hatred towards him ...

Tamasha karne ka bahut shaukh hai na tumhe...dekhati hu ...kab tak hasoge ...

Accha amma ...I mean Da...bahar jaa raha hu...teen ghante mai aa jaunga ...

She kept quiet ...ignoring his antics of morning ...

Jaa sakta hu ...

Natak band karo ...Aalisha kitna baje aa rahi hai ...she asked ...

Che ...

She again was lost in her calculations ...

Theek hai jao...infact thodi der ke liye toh is ghar mai sukoon milega ...jab tumhari shaqal nahi dikhegi ...wapas aao bhi mat ...

He was smiling ....poochogi nahi kaha jaa rah ahu ...

She starred back blank ...

Secret hai ...pocchti toh bhi nahi batata ...he walked away ...

La ke aane se pehle aa jaunga ...usse wait karana accha nahi lagta mujhe ...

aur haa he marked an invisible line at the door ...yeh tumhare shahuar ram ki rekha hai ...isse paar nahi karna ...wapas aaunga tab tak ...mere biwi sitae ...he went rolling with laughter

She just couldn't understand him at allAaliya closed her eyes ...his face had changed ...he looked weird ...not hurt not sad ...not happy ...but strange ...

maybe her push has to be harder ...and involving others in their relationship was another way of pushing him away ...

She thought about a plan ...a concrete one ..that would hurt him ...but make him walk away forever...hate her forever ...she hated to make him feel miserable, but then he would never ever walk away ...she had to be somewhat mean ...jalim as per his words ...

He was still not back after 4 hrs ...making her wonder what he was upto ...

At around 6 pm,she heard Aalishas car ..and went down ...

As La walked in Zainu baba was ready in a blue shirt ...he looked like a model strutting his clothes ...as Aalisha blushed ...he came rushing towards her as Aaliya saw his face ...he was glowing ...she had doubts if he had also gone to parlour for a facial...

cutie...chalet phirte machine gun ho tum ...killer ahhh, his La gave a shy blush ...

He smiled ..La...aapke complements jaan leva hai ...Aaliya heard the talk and made a face ...why was god making her hear all this why ...

Accha ...he went and held her hand ...Aaliyas eyes popped out ...

Aaj Sunday haina ...School mai toh roz miltahu ...aaj nahi mila toh aapko bahut miss kiya ...

Maine bhi kiya ...chalo chalet hai ...they were waving hands in a knot as they reached Aaliyas car ...

Zain sat at the back...rightfully knowing the next mode of action ...that Aaliya would make him sit behind

Accha suno ... Aaliya turned back ...

La aapse baat kar rahahu ...as Aalisha giggled and looked at him

Aap bahut acchi lag rahi ho...

Haai cutie tum toh mujhe maar hi daloge ...

Chale ...Aaliya started the car ...shaking her head ...agar yeh tareefon ke pool band liye ho toh

Zain smiled ...as Rhea snuggled in her heart ...she hated him ...

They reached city palace ...a palace now opened for common people...with a splendid museum in it

Wow ..maine sirf Bhopal mai dekha tha aisa mahal ...Zain excitedly got down

Aaliyas eyes flashed with the first memory of Zain ...the green jacket London return boy ...who had charmed himself into her life ...

She coaxed her eyes back to reality to see Zain and his La ...giggling together ...she cleared her throat ...

They walked inside ...and had real fun ...Zain and La were inseperable as Aaliya was royally ignored ...she didn't want to be around Zain so kept on moving away from the places that she saw him at ...

Cutie...chalo ek selfie lete hai ...La crooned

Selfie kyu..ek bekar photographer hai na ...yeha apne saath aaya hai ...

He asked Alisha to give the cell phone to Rhea ...khicho khicho...aur haa acche se kheechna ...face book par dalunga ..Aaliya squinted ...she was about to kill him ...

To see him with Aalisha was hurting Aaliya ...he had always crooned for her attention ...and his ignorance was bothering her ...she wanted her significance ...back

La...aap aaj bahut jyada sweet lag rahi ho...gaal khhechne ka man kar raha hai ...

Accha kheecho na ..she extended her cheeks ...

nahi nahi ...mujhe sharam aati hai..woh kya hai na yaha bahut gair log dekh rahe hai ...he looked towards Aaliya ...infact ghoor rahe hai ...mujhe darr kag raha hai

She decided to pour out her bolted venom ...

Continued...

Continued...

Aalisha ...tum meri dost ho na ...

Haa Rhea kyu ...

Nahi ...agar mai kabab mai haddi ban rahi hu toh mai jaati hu ghar ...tum log aa jaana ...

Are Rhea tum toh bura maan gayi ...as Zain looked smiling at her ...

Accha ...tum yaha ruko...mai who bangle shop se tumhare liye gift leke aati hu...acche lagta hai na tumhe kangan ...

She left Zains hand as she walked towards the shop...bye cutie abhi aayi

Zain came near her like a child ...ready to be shunned ...

Aree tumhare gaal tamatar ke tarah laal kyu ho gaye hai ...kahi mujh par ghussa toh nahi aa raha ...he said with his typical wide naughty eyes ...

Tumhe bahut jalane ka shaukh hai na ...

Kaun jal raha hai ...tum toh mujhse nafrat karti ho ...toh agar tum kisike saath ho tab mai jalunga ...ab kaun jal raha hai ...

Oh ...kahi tumhara ishara mere taraf toh nahi ...dekho ...kahi pyaar vyaar mai pad jaana ..gunaah hai yaad hai na ...sazaa milegi phir he burst out laughing ...

She held his hand and took him to the side, a deserted part of the palace that had a museum show going on the premises ...

Zain Abdullah ...yaad hai maine kaha tha ...yaad rakhoge ...ab mai tumhara who hashar karungi ...ki tum kisiko muh dekhane layak nahi rahoge ...he smiled ...

Kitne bhi tu karlo Sitam ...has has ke sehenge hum yeh pyaar na hoga kam ...Aaliya teri kasam ...

Allah taubba ...Aaliya yeh tumhara shahur kya vahiyad aadmi hai ...tum usse dhamki de rahi ho aur yeh hai ...ki apni besharmi badyae jaa raha hai ...

.accha ghussa mat karo bolo kya karvana chahti ho

Shirt utaro apni ...

Da ...saree aam sabke saamne meri izzat lutogi tum ...itna shirtless dekhna hai toh ghar chalet hai na ...itns desperation accha nahi hai ...control Da ...

Utarte ho ya fadu ...

Accha meri biwi utaar tah hu ...

He took of his full sleeve blue shirt ...that was new

She saw a white bandage a small one on his wrist ...

Yeh kya hai ...

Who khana bana raha tha ..toh jal gaya ...

He handed over his shirt relecutantly ...

Aur haa apni pant bhi utaro ...

Da.. yeh public place hai ...aas paas bacche buzurg baithe hai ...tum kya karne ki koshish kar rahi ho ...his voice was tensed now

Tumhe baat samajh mai aati hai ya nahi...maine kaha tha jab jab mere baal katenge, tab tab tumhari pant uteregi ...Bahut shaukh hai na hero baneka ...jaldi Utaro ...she smirked

Da...yaar kya Mazak kar rahi ho, who bachpan tha ...hum bacche the ..ab aise nahi ghoom sakta

Ab pant utaar ne mai saara din lagoge ...jaldi karo ...tum jaise faltu insaan par waste karne ke liye waqt nahi hai mere paas ...

Da ..yaar please ...agar naraaz ho toh hum ghar par baat kar sakte hai ...waha joh karna hai kar lena, sab kuch utarnae mai bhi koi sharam nahi hogi mujhe ...he held her hand ...she pushed him back

Zain ...maine kaha utaro ...

He stripped his pants standing in his shorts ...people had still not started noticing him ...

She pulled his clothes from his hand ...taking his shoes too...he pulled them back ...

Bas itni thi ...ladne ka jazbaa ...baatein toh bahut badi badi karte ho ...kiss karte waqt nahi socha ...

she held his hand ...twisting it towards his back...he mellowed down his gaze to see her dominating his physical strength, something that he could so easily overpowered

...kisi parayi aurat koh choomte nahi hai ..aur mujhe choone aur choomne ki himaakat ki ...yeh uska tohfa hai ....aainda mujhe chooma toh yeh joh bacche hai na yeh bhi utarva doongi samjhe

He let go off his clothes as she took it and threw it in the dust bin ... that was 25 steps away ...

Da ...kya kar rahi ho ...mai ghar kaise jaunga ...dekho abhi uss museum hall se log bhi nikalna shuru ho jayenge, show khatam hone ka waqt ho gaya hai ...please wapis de do ...Da ...yeh kya bachpana hai ...

Yeh subhah mujhe choomne ke liye, choone ke liye aur jhoot bolne ke liye ...ab aise hi ghoomo...

Rhea ...kyu zalil kar rahi ho...

Izzat hai tumhari ...

Da ...please, dekho log hasenge ...maine sirf chooha tha ...chooma tha ...tum meri ho ..aur apni cheez koh haat lagan eke liye kisiki izzazat ki zaroorat nahi padti ...

Tumhe poochni padti hai ...tum mere koi nahi ho ...aur yeh keemat hai us galti ki ...

yehi khade raho ...mai bhi toh tamasha dekhu ...jaise tumhe dekhne ka shauhk tha ...talaakh ke waqt ...

who kya hai na ...meri bhi izzat aise hi utri thi ...cake nahi hai ...varna tumhara muh meetha zaroor karti ...her words that slapped his face

Good bye Mr.Abdullah ...she went and dumped her cold drink in the thrash ...wetting his blue shirt and pants and shoes ...

Aaliya, please ruko ...he saw her walking away ...

Aaliya stepped back as she left him in that deserted aisle of the palace ...as Zains eyes fixed on a frame far away ...her ways of breaking him ...punishing him ...a cruel reminder of all the bad things he did with her for three months ...

As the show in the museum theater got over ...people started flowing out ...Aaliya was sitting on a table close by with a box of popcorn to see the fun ...as she put the first piece of fluffy corn in her mouth ...

He stood there ...not moving unable to understand what to do ...he looked towards her direction ..

She thought he would run away ...maybe to an adjacent restroom ...but he didn't move ...he stood there

People started passing by and giggling looking at him ..girls and small children had started surrounding him ...Aaliya smiled...

embarrassment ...maybe that will make him go ...no guy can tolerate humiliation that too in public...he had to walk away ...she waited for him to make the move ...but he still stood cold

She felt bad for hurting him ...but he just wouldn't go ...this would make him go mad with anger and giver her the exact chance to throw him out ...as she peeked to see a crowd gathering around him ...

Kya hua ...salman khan ki aatma aa gayi tumme ...

Sharam haye nahi hai ...aise kyu khade ho ...

As small boys mocked him with laughter ...she looked down ...gulping down the words ...

Seeing him being publicly humiliated was worst for her ...but she had to take some quick actions otherwise he would never go away ...she wiped her tears ...as the shouts and hurls increased in decibels ...

She did peep to see if he was ok ...he starred back at her ...sad face and looked down again ...the corn in her throat choked to see his face ...

As he kept on starring at the ground ...she hid her face behind the box of popcorn...she hated to show him her tears ...As people flocked to watch the real show...Aaliya was cut off from his view ...

She saw people talking about calling cops as it was inappropriate exposure ...

Aaliyas face tensed ...as she got up and decided to wisk him away, the whole area was buzz with gossip ...pagal hai kya ...dikhne mai toh shareef ghar se lagta hai ...bechara ...kuch bol bhi toh nahi raha ...kitna poocha ...bas sar jhukar khada hai ...all sorts of voices gave her the gossip about him ...

She tightened her fist ...why he didn't move ...he could have walked away ...why didn't he move ...he always got on her nerves ...

As Aaliya pierced the crowd ...she got inside the crawling circle of cheers ..whistles and even mocking ...He stood there still not moving ...his eyes now lowered as people had started hurling abuses...

Aaliya felt horrible...she had thought he would walk away in minutes ...but he didn't ...and now the crowd was getting on to him ...pushing him ...hurting him physically...that she could not tolerate ...she walked fast but people didn't let her move ahead ...

As Aaliya tried pushing ahead ...she saw Aliasha...who walked ahead and asked him something ..he said something in her ears ...she gave a nod ...and held his hand ...

He walked away with her towards their car ...whose spare keys she had ...Aaliya tried getting away ...

Settling in the back seat ...he held his face ...wiping the beads of sweat ...his palm covered his eyes ...as the haunting experience words and abuses and physical scratches ...gripped him ....

Aaliya walked near coolly after 15 minutes ... acting as though he didn't matter ...she didn't know anything that happened

Aree kaha the tum log ..maine kitna dhonda as she fringed innocence ...

Alisha starred at her with anger ...tumne Zain koh nahi dekha waha ...

Nahi toh she sat on her front seat ...still not looking at him

Rhea ...sab has rahe the uspar ...log usse maar rahe the ...kaha thi tum

Kyu ..she asked as an angry Aalisha sat besides her ...

Dekho toh sahi usse ...shirt kaha hai uski ...pant bhi nahi hai ...aise khada tha who waha churah par ...museum theater ke saamne ...kitni bezatti hui uski pata hai tumhe ...kitni sharmindgi uthani padi usse ...

She turned behind to see Zain still looking down ...

Oh ...so sad ...kaise hua ...Aur yeh kharoch kaise lagi usse ...she tried sounding indifferent ...holding her emotions in her control ...

Kuch Bola woh kya hua tha ...kisne kiya ...she spoke boldly,

She kept on pushing him ...so that he will break ...blurt ...shout ...her indifference had coldness had to reach him so that he leaves her..

Poocha na usse ...yeh aise sar neeche ...jhukaye kyu baitha hai ...sharam aa rahi hai kya ...the push was hard ...the words harsh ...

Rhea ...Woh ...shayad kissi pagal aurat ne ulti kardo uspar ...aur phr uski shirt bhi fad di ...bechara itna dara sa sehma sat ha ...kisine molest kiya usse ...chaku dikhaya aur paise aur pant aur shirt le gaye ...

Bechara ...shock mai tha ...chala bhi nahi gaya usse

Aaliya looked with open mouth ...as she kept on cursing her ...calling her crazy ...and what not ...

Chudail aurat ...do thapad lagau ...mei toh police complaint karne wali thi...par zain ne roka ...bola pagal hai ...jaane do ...

Dekho abh bhi kaap raha hai ...Cutie...mai aati hu ..peeche baithne ..akele mat baithna ...she got up ...and went behind ...as he still looked down ...she gently held his hand ...

Keede pade us chudail koh ...izzat par haath daala mere cutie ke ...as Zain silently kept his head on his La's shoulder ..

when Aaliya ...turned back and he winked at her ...sealing her revenge that would bound to make him cry ...she cursed him and started the car...

He would not go back

Samandar ki ret jis tarah pairon koh ho chumti...

Meri nazar har bheed mai ...tumkoh hi dhoondti...

SIM

Pre-cap: will Aaliya soften her stance on Zain ...or his wickedness increase😆

Originally posted by: Zainedil

Hmmm

what should I call you...

I see this is your first post too ...I am really honored ...welcome to the forum ...and believe me we have some of the best writers on this forum ...

I am so glad whenver a silent reader comments ...it takes a lot of efforts in writing to pull you all out of the silence ...and every such reader is special to me ...

Yes we all are Zayaholice for life ...Thank you so much for your kind words ...

Welcome to the group...

loads of love

Sim