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Originally posted by: asifiqbalsh

Nice update
Dilshad was worried after hearing but haider prank & then everyone assurance relaxed her. I hope doctor find drug traces in Asad blood. Zoya surprised was wonderful. Tanveer, I simply hate her. Song was nice. Continue soon plz. Thanks for pm

Originally posted by: velvetrose

awesome update

the way zoya told abt her pregnancy

was so beautiful

thnx for pm

Originally posted by: jogicad

beautiful update...😊

love how you have command on the story

Originally posted by: anopama

Love the update

Absolutely beautiful

But still dreading whatnismto come with tht snake living in their house

Love the way zoya took care of him reassure him

Poor zoya the fire she just froze

Aww the surprise it was beautiful and his joy he was so happy

Omg she called him asad double happiness

Love the way he talked to his child

His treat to roadside food and he even had kulfi

Awww his happiness he wakes all up to tell them

Didn't the witch wake up too

Or she will come in a couple of weeks with her drama

Love the song favourite of mine

Plz keep AsYa happines let their bond be so strong no one can harm them or separate them

Continue soon

Originally posted by: kaju27

finally zoya told asad abt baby...sooo happyyy
asad insisted her in calling her by his name...
nowww this tanveer...
hope zoya trusts on asad nd asad trusts himself too that he can't do anything with that bich

Originally posted by: kabhi_asya

Awww...

Chapter full of celebrations...

Beautiful update...

Chapter 44

The sun rose the next morning to bring in a new day in the lives of Asad and Zoya. Zoya snuggled closer in her sleep but found the bed empty. She sat up and looked around. "Yeh kaha chale gaye," she said as she checked the closet and bathroom. She closed the bathroom and turned to see the bedroom door open and Asad enter. "Good morning," he said. "Good morning," she said with a smile. "Kaha chale gaye aap?" she asked. "Woh ek call attend karna tha bas issliye study mein gaya tha," he replied. "Oh accha," she said as she returned to the bed to fix the sheets. She felt her stomach twist and nausea rush through her. Zoya quickly covered her mouth and ran into the washroom. "Zoya...kya hua? Tum theek hona?" Asad said shocked as he followed her. She finished vomiting and stood up. Feeling lightheaded, she stumbled back and Asad went forward and caught her. "Tum theek toh ho?" he asked again. "Ha," she said. He helped her return to the room and made her sit on the bed. He fixed the pillow so that she was comfortable. "Maine kaha tha na bahar ka khana mat khao, tume baat sunni chahiye," he yelled. She knew he was worried but yelling wasn't going to make her morning sickness recede, she thought. "Asad, yeh usse nahi hua hai. Bas morning sickness hai," Zoya said. "Kya? Morning sickness kya hai?" he said confused. She almost chuckled at his innocence. "Asad, pregnancy keh waqt aisa sabh keh saath hota hai. Isse morning sickness kehte hai," she explained. "Lekin tumare tabeyat," he worried. "Main theek hoon...saachi," she said. "Saachi?" Asad asked as he pulled her cheeks. "Ahhh Mr. Khan," she said. "Asad," he said pulling her cheeks again. "Main kosish karahi ho na...Asad," she said stressing on his name as she got off the bed. "Kaha jarahi ho?" Asad asked. "Asad, mujhe nahana hai aur tyaar bhi toh hona hai," Zoya told him. "Tum na tumara khayal nahi rakthi. Aaj se main tumare saari cheezo ka khayal main karonga," he stated. "Jaisa aap kahe jahapanah!" Zoya teased as she grabbed a towel and a new set of clothes and went into the bathroom.

A little while later, everyone sat at the dining table waiting for breakfast. Zoya was strictly ordered by Dilshad and Asad that she wouldn't be doing chores anymore. "Lekin Ammi...ghar ka kaam hi toh hai. Kyon sa mushkil hai," Zoya said. "Beta...shuru keh dino mein bahut khayal rakna padtha hai.Tum jitna aaram karogi utna accha hai," Dilshad said. "Jee," Zoya said sadly. She liked doing house work for everyone. It made her happy, she felt like she belonged in the family by doing the small things that made them content. At that moment, someone placed a bowl in front of her. She looked up to see Asad smiling at her. She smiled as she looked at her breakfast. It was a creamy, white glob with strawberries and blueberries on top. "Yeh kya hai?" she grimaced. "Oatmeal with berries," her husband replied taking a seat next to her. "Lekin mera roz ka nastha, usse kya problem hai?" she asked. "Woh tumare liye healthy nahi hai, aaj se tum yeh khana," Asad said casually. "Par mujhe nahi khana, yeh kitna boring hai," Zoya complained. "Zoya, main roz khata hoon," he said. "Exactly Asad...aap khate hai. Mujhe toh mera usually nashta chahiye," Zoya pouted. Everyone snickered at the couple. "Aree Asad...usse khane doh na beta," Dilshad said. "Ammi please...aapne hi bigada hai isse. Hamesha sirf bahar ka ya pizza aur pasta khati rehti hai," Asad said. "Pizza aur pasta se kya problem hai?" Zoya said. "Woh tumare liye healthy nahi hai. Chalo khao isse," he ordered. Zoya frowned nodding her head in a negative fashion. "Zoya," he scolded. She opened her mouth and he fed her a spoonful of her breakfast. "Akdu!" she mumbled as she chewed her food. Everyone chuckled hearing Zoya. "Kuch kaha tumne?" Asad asked. "Nahi! Kuch bhi nahi," Zoya replied sarcastically. Asad chuckled as he fed a grimacing Zoya another spoon of her breakfast.

Later in the day, "Ahhh congratulations!" she yelled in the phone speaker hearing the joyous information. "Humi...kya karahi ho?" Zoya said on the other side moving the phone a little farther from her ear. "Kya bhaji...main khala banne wali hoon, itna celebration toh banta hai," Humeira said cheerfully. "Tum na pagal ho," Zoya said laughing. "Oh bhaji...how I wish I could hug you right now. Aap ghar aayiye na," Humeira said. The smile from Zoya's lips disappeared. "Humeira...main thoda busy hoon. Woh actually school doh hafto mein khatam hone koh haina aur tumare exams bhi hai. Tum uss peh concentrate karo aur phir hum zaroor milenge," Zoya explained. "Ha...yeh bhi theek hai," Humeira said. "Accha...aabh wapaas jao padne. Good luck!" Zoya said as she ended the call. How she wished for a normal family and home where she would share her happiness and they would be happy for her. The only person that mattered was Humeira, her sister, now in the real sense. She looked at her mother's picture on the night table and picked it up. "Kya aap bhi itni khush thi jab aapko mere baare mein paata chala hoga," she asked with the smile returning to her lips thinking about her baby. In the Siddiqui household, Gaffur was returning from some committee work when he heard Humeira yell. He rushed to her room and had heard about Zoya expecting. "Kitna badh naseeb baap hoon main keh apni bacchi ki itni baadi khushi woh mujhe baatana tak nahi chathi. Lekin phir bhi main bahut khush hoon. Zoya koh kitni bhi khushiya mille woh kam hai. Woh har khushi ki hakdaar hai. Allah maine joh bhi guna kiye hai uska saya khabhi meri bacchi par na pade," he prayed. A huge grin graced his lips as he walked back to his room thinking about the fact that he was going to be a grandfather. His little girl who used to walk holding his fingers just a couple years ago, at least it felt that way, was going to be a mother now. As he entered his room, his thoughts were interrupted when his wife wondered what was he so happy about. "Razia, Zoya ma bane wali hai," Gaffur said happily. "Kya? Aapko kaise paata?" Razia said shocked. As much as she knew, Zoya was still calling him "Mr. Khan." How the hell can she get pregnant? "Maine abhi Humeira koh Zoya se baat karte huwe suna," he told her. "Toh aapki laadli beti ne aapko phone tak nahi kiya aur aap itne khush horahe hai," Razia taunted. "Tum bhi na Razia, kya baatein lekar bait jaati ho. usse sharam aayi hogi na," Gaffur tried to defend Zoya. He hasn't told Razia about the fact that Zoya had come to the whole truth about her mother and him. He knew that if Razia found out, she would be furious and try to hurt Zoya more than what she actually did. "Bahane acche bana lete hai aap," Razia said. Gaffur ignored her and called his secretary and told him to buy some gifts, dry fruits, etc. and wanted it to be sent to the Khan mansion for Zoya. "Usne aapko baata tak nahi aur aap usse tohfe bhej rahe hai," Razia said. "Razia, tume Zoya se kya takleef hai. Main sirf usse tohfe bhej raha hoon, yeh toh ek baap hone keh naate mera farz haina. Aur waise bhi jis din se woh nikkah karke gayi hai, tumari wajase woh khabhi ghar wapaas nahi aayi," he said angrily. "Aabh bolongi toh bolenge bolti hai...joh bhi kiya woh aapne kiya hai, yeh khabhi mat bhuliye," Razia scoffed and walked out of the room. "Meri sabh se baadi galati toh tumse nikkah karna thi," Gaffur said to himself as he relaxed back in his rocking chair, closing his eyes and travelling back to old memories.

Tanveer sat on her bed fuming and perplexed. How can this be happening? How can Zoya be pregnant? "Bahut galat sooch liya maine. Mujhe toh laaga tha keh Zoya Asad koh Mr. Khan kehti hai issliye unka rishta bas aise hi hai lekin yaha toh aane wale kal keh sapne dekhe jarahe hai," she said to herself. Waking up this morning, she had found out about Zoya being pregnant when Dilshad had asked her not to worry about household chores anymore. She had taken some medications last night and fell asleep, and missed the celebrations. "Aabh mere plan ka kya hoga?" she thought. At that moment, she heard her phone ring. As soon as she answered, "Kyun billo rani...tumne toh mujhe kuch aur hi kaha tha aur main yeh kya sun rahi ho?" the person on the other side mocked. "Kyun...tumne mere jhale pe namak dalne kehliye mujhe phone kiya hai," Tanveer scoffed. "Tumne toh kaha tha keh Asad aur Zoya keh beech sabh theek nahi toh aabh kya hua?" the person asked. "Aur tume lagtha hai baccha aajane se sabh theek hojayega," Tanveer said. "Takleef iss baat se hai keh yeh baccha aaya kaha se...baat itni aage kaise badgaye. Tumse kuch nahi hosaktha," the person stated angrily. "Aisa nahi hai, main kosish karahi hoon," Tanveer said. "Kosish se kuch nahi hota. Tumne toh baadi baadi baatein ki keh Asad tume dekh the hi pagal hojayega, aur tumara jalwa uss par baari padega. Main hi pagal thi keh tum par itna paisa karcha kiya, tumse kuch nahi hosaktha," the person mocked. "Bas! Yeh mat bhulo keh main tumara aakri zariya hoon Asad aur Zoya koh alag karne ka," Tanveer reminded. "Maine soocha keh mera aakri sikka sona niklega lekin billo rani tum toh khoti nikli," the person said making Tanveer's blood boil. "Bas kuch din aur phir dekho Tanveer rani ka khel," Tanveer said as she ended the phone call. She threw her phone on the bed. How dare she? How dare she mock her like that? No one could ruin Tanveer's plans...NO ONE! She was sent here to separate Asad and Zoya, She was being paid huge amounts of money for the job. But there was also something she could gain from it and that is why she had agreed for the job. Of course, money had been the primary reason for returning to Bhopal and in the khan mansion. Where else could she get to live lavishly, eat delicious food for free, and see some drama...all that while being paid for it. But, she had been wrong to underestimate a few things. Tanveer had thought that Asad would still remember her and when she would return, he would go livid. She had been happy when there were problems occurring between Asad and Rashid, and even Asad and Zoya but Zoya. "Arghhh...that damn girl!" Tanveer thought. Seeing her, no one would think that she would be so persuasive and make everyone dance to her tunes, even Asad. "Zoya...tume toh main bahut bichari samaj gayi thi lekin aabh main tume kuch aur karne nahi dungi. Aabh dekho main kya kya karti hoon," Tanveer said as she evilly laughed.

The Khan men, except Asad, had to go to a construction site for some meeting so they had left after breakfast. Zoya and the ladies sat in the living room with Dilshad giving Zoya tips about how to take of herself and what to expect during the early stages of pregnancy. Zoya complained about her nausea and tiredness and Nikhat was sharing her experiences when she was expecting Imran. "First pregnancy hamesha hard hoti hai...then it gets better. Jab main Imran keh saath pregnant thi toh mujhe bhi bahut zyada morning sickness hota hai lekin this time, I am doing a lot better," Nikhat said. "Isska matlab mujhe yeh sabh aabh kuch meino kehliye experience karna padega," Zoya sulked. "Fikar na karo beta, main hoon na. Tume joh bhi chahiye mujhe baata na aur agar tume ulti aane lage na toh nimboo paani aur saltine crackers khana, usse tume accha lagega," Dilshad explained as she caressed Zoya's hair. Zoya smiled and nodded. Just then, there was a knock on the door and they all turned to see a group of men standing at the door. They all stood up and Dilshad greeted them. "woh mam, yeh sabh mrs. Zoya kehliye hai," one of the men stated. "Kisne bheja hai?" Zoya asked. "Mam...aapke Abu ne. Kaha raksaktha hoon main yeh sabh," the guy asked. Zoya felt her eyes prickle with tears. She tried to compose herself, "aap please yeh sabh waapas ley jayiye," she plainly stated. "Lekin sir ne kaha hai keh yeh sabh aapke ghar par dekhar aana hai," the guy told her worried that if he went back with the gifts, he would have face Gaffur's wrath. "Unn se boliye keh maine leyne se maana kardiya, please waapas jayiye," Zoya said. "Lekin beta, tumare Abu ne kitne pyaar se bheja hoga. Unne bura lagega na, tum maana kyun karahi ho?" Dilshad asked confused about Zoya's behavior. She obviously didn't know about Gaffur and Zoya's true relationship or about the past. Asad had been very vague when Dilshad had asked about why Zoya was so upset. "Mujhe yeh sabh nahi chahiye Ammi issliye, main Abu koh baata dungi. Aap fikar mat kijiye," Zoya said. "Lekin beta," Dilshad trailed off. "Please Ammi, main saach mein samalongi," Zoya assured. The men returned with the gifts they had bought and Zoya excused herself and ran upstairs.

Slamming the door, Zoya slouched to the ground as the tears rolled down her cheeks. It hurt her that her dad would send her gifts as a way to mend things. She didn't want his expensive gifts. The pain she felt at being deceived by her own father wasn't something you just heal with gifts. She didn't want his gifts. If he would have accepted her whole heartedly, she would have been on top of the world. But the truth was, she was a shame. She was someone he had tried to hide from the world. Her relationship was the one he never wanted to have in his life. Every time she thought about the fact that she had been a burden in his life, her heart ached, bringing more tears in her eyes. Asad walked out of the bathroom to see his wife curled up on the ground crying. He ran up to her and cradled her in his arms. "Zoya, kya hua?" he asked shocked. She snuggled into his chest and started to sob. "Mujhe unke tohfe nahi chahiye Mr. Khan...mujhe unse kuch bhi nahi chahiye. Main unne maaf nahi karsakthi Mr. Khan. Unone meri Ammi aur mujhe uss waqt akela choda jab hume unki sabh se zyada zaroorat thi. Puri zindagi mujhe ek najayaz bankar jeene diya aur aaj woh tohfe dekhar kya jaatana chathe hai," she cried. Asad held her as he caressed her back, trying to comfort her. He used to respect Gaffur for what he had done for Zoya but after knowing the truth and see how much it was hurting her, Asad had nothing but anger and hatred towards that man today. "Kya main itni buri hoon Mr. Khan...kya main galat hoon keh main unne maaf nahi karsakthi," she asked. He tightened his grip around her. "Nahi Zoya, tum galat nahi hoon," he said. "Kya aap yeh issliye keh rahe hai kyun ki main roh rahi hoon?" she asked as she poked her head up in between her arms. Asad smiled at her innocence. He bent down to meet her hazel eyes, "nahi Zoya, Main saach kehraha hoon. Jis tarah se tumne apne aapko yeh sabh jaane keh baad samaala hai, I really admire you for that. You are a very strong woman, but tum bhi toh insaan hona. Tume waqt lagega yeh sabh apna kar aage band ne mein," he told her. Zoya could see he was being honest. She nodded and went back to snuggling in his chest. She liked being where she was. Yes, she was hurt from her past but when he was with her, he reminded her of how beautiful her present was and her future was going to be. She was thankful for all that she had. Every day she thanked her Allah for what he had blessed her with. But, when past memories haunted her, she sometimes lost control over her mature and confident self. Asad respected the way she had handled the whole situation. He knew what it felt like when someone you have trusted your whole life breaks your heart and trust. It had taken him more than 3 years to cope with the truth and he needed her to enter his life. She, on the other hand, had this aura about her. She pulled her strength from her inner self. "Tum joh bhi karo, I will be here with you," Asad said as he placed a kiss on her forehead.

The next morning, she sat in the dargah dressed in an orange anarkali with her head covered with the dupatta. Her eyes were closed and her hands elevated in the air for prayer. "Allah miyaan...aapne mujhe itni baadi khushi se nawaza hai, main aapka shuriya aada karna chathi hoon. Aabh bas yehi dua hai Allah miyaan keh mujhe aur kohi jhatke nahi chahiye. Main maanti hoon keh main hi apne ateet keh baare mein jaan na chathi thi aur main aapka shukur aada karthi hoon keh aapne mujhe saachayi paata chalne diya. Mujhe aabh bas himmat dijiye keh main yeh saach koh apna sako. Main nahi chathi keh meri wajase kissi aur koh khabhi bhi takleef pauche. Aur Allah miyaan, aabh mujhe kuch aur nahi jaan na hai. Mere paas joh bhi hai usse main khush hoon, bas yehi dua hai aapse keh mere apno koh khush rakiye aur mere baccho keh acchi sehath (health) se iss duniya mein aane ki ijazat dijiye," she silently prayed. After she finished praying, she tied the holy thread in the corner of the dargah for the health and wellbeing of her child. Later, she decided to visit her mother for some time before heading back home. Zoya explained to her mother that she was doing a lot better than the last time she was here. She told her about how Asad has been so supportive. Zoya then told her mother that she was expecting. "Aapko paata hai Ammi, jab bhi apne bacche keh baare mein sooch thi hoon toh mujhe andar se ek ajeeb khushi mehsoos hoti hai. Aane wale kal keh sapne jab Asad keh aur sabh keh aankho mein dekhti hoon keh bahut accha lagtha hai. Aaj mujhe ehsaas hota hai Ammi keh aapko himmat kaise mili hogi," she said with a smile. Zoya sat there sharing with her mother how Dilshad was taking care of her and Asad was being strict about her diet. Lastly, she thanked her mother for being strong and taking care of her to the best of her ability, not worrying about what the world had to taunt her with before leaving for home.

Zoya returned home feeling sick. She had vomited once after she left the dargah and once after returning home. Dilshad made her some chicken lemon soup. After much protest, she made Zoya drink tiny bites of the soup. "Yeh sabh na Asad ki galti hai," Zoya blamed. "Usne kya kiya hai?" Nikhat asked. "Mujhe unka ganda oatmeal khiladiya aur aabh dekho, maine tabhi kaha tha keh mujhe mera usually parathe with extra butter khana hai," Zoya said as everyone snickered. Aaaj toh Bhaijaan bach gaye," Najma whispered to Nikhat. Asad had left about an hour ago to have a conference call in his office with an international client. "Zoya, aabh toh tum behtaar feel karahi hona," Dilshad said. "Ha Ammi, lekin mujhe abhi bhi ajeeb lagraha hai," Zoya complained. "Aapke bete na ek number keh akdu hai," she stated as she took a sip of the soup. Everyone laughed at a pouting Zoya. She was already some who made everyone smile but with her pregnancy hormones playing tricks on her mood, she has started to swing from one extreme to the other. "Issliye liye toh Allah ne tume bheja hai uski zindagi koh sawarne kehliye," Dilshad said patting Zoya's face. Zoya smiled. "Aur Bhaijaan koh thoda normal banana kehliye," Najma added as everyone giggled. Zoya placed the bowl on the table, "bas Ammi, mujhe aur nahi chahiye," she said. "Lekin beta, tumne toh bas itna sa peeya hai. Aisa kaise chalega Zoya, tume apni tabeyat ka khayal rakna hai," Dilshad explained. "Main jaanti hoon Ammi lekin mera maan nahi hai," she said sheepishly. "Theek hai. Par thodi dher keh baad tume kuch aur khana padega," Dilshad said sternly. Zoya nodded as she moved back and rested her head against the couch. Dilshad caressed her hair lovingly. Dilshad and Nikhat both knew that the initial stages of pregnancy can be difficult especially with the first time. It was just hard to see Zoya so exhausted and quiet. After some time, "Zoya, tume kuch dekhna hai?" Dilshad asked. "Kya Ammi?" Zoya asked still resting her head on the sofa's back. "Tume Asad keh bachpan ki cheeze dekhni hai?" Dilshad asked quietly. Zoya shot up and a smile crept over her lips, "Asad ki cheeze?" she asked excitedly. "Ha chalo...maine kuch cheeze bacha kar raki hai. Main hamesha chathi thi keh Asad ka baccha unn cheeze ka istamaal kare. Aao main tume dikhati hoon," Dilshad said and all the ladies headed to her room.

Asad returned from the conference to find the living room empty. He went to his room but she wasn't there either. Asad was looking around the house when he heard the laughter echo down the hall. He walked up to his mother's room to see the four ladies huddled together on the bed. Dilshad was sitting with a metal box opened up in front of her. Nikhat and Najma were sitting on either side of her and Zoya was in her lap. They were all laughing looking through something, what looked like a picture album. "Awww...iss mein kitna cute hai," Nikhat gushed. "Ha yeh toh meri favorite hai. Main toh surprised hoon keh Mr. Khan bachpan mein itne golu molu aur cute the. Aur haste bhi the. Aabh toh akdu hogaya hai," Zoya wondered out loud, making everyone else giggle. Asad felt his jaw drop the ground in shock. His mother was advertising his child pictures to everyone, he thought. "Ammi...yeh aap kya karahe hai?" a voice interrupted the ladies. "Aree Asad tum bhi aagaye...aao na main Zoya koh tumare bachpan keh kapde aur tasveere dikha rahi thi," Dilshad told her son. "Ammi...yeh sabh kohi dekhane ki cheez hai," Asad said getting mad. "Aap naraaz kyun horahe hai Mr. Khan, aap itne cute lagrahe hai," Zoya said cheerfully as she showed him one of his baby pictures. "Zoya, wapaas karo usse," he said moving forward to get the picture from her hand. She stood up on the bed, "aap itne mein hi naraaz horahe hai, main toh iss photo koh enlarge karke humare room mein lagane wali hoon. Ammi ne kaha keh agar main aapki tasveer dekhti rahongi toh humara baby bhi aapki tarah hoga," Zoya announced. The ladies chuckled while Asad just glared at her. "Kya Asad, bachpan mein toh aap itne cute the aur haste bhi the aur aabh aise hogaye, bilkul bhi akdu," Zoya said shaking her head. "Zoya, stop it! Wapaas karo photo," Asad said. Zoya moved around the bed to prevent him from catching her. She got off the bed and ran towards the door. "Actually now that I am thinking about it, agar humara baby bhi baada hokar aap jaise akdu hogaya tho, mujhe toh bahut baadi problem hojayegi," Zoya said acting dramatic as she ran out of the room. Asad followed her out to the hallway while the ladies just laughed at the couple. Zoya ran through the hallway and around the furniture. "Zoya...ruko," Asad said worried that she might hurt herself. But, Zoya was in a playful mood so she was just teasing him and moving around. Asad saw that she was about to trip on a folded piece of carpet. He caught up to her and quickly pulled her towards him before she could step on the carpet. Zoya landed against his chest and her hands clutched to his shoulders for support. "Tum dekhar chalna kabh seekogi?" Asad screamed. Zoya was surprised at his sudden outburst. "Lekin Mr. Khan...hum toh mazaak karahe the," Zoya said confused and sad. Asad calmed a bit, "agar main tume nahi pakad tha toh tum girjati," he said motioning his eyes towards the carpet. Zoya realized what could have happened. "I am sorry Asad, mujhe dihaan rakna chahiye tha," she said feeling guilty for being careless. "Kohi baat nahi, tumara akdu haina tume bachane kehliye," Asad said nuzzling his nose with hers, trying to cheer her up. Zoya smiled, "aur ussi akdu se main bahut pyaar karti hoon," she told him as she moved forward and sealed his lips with hers.

So one more happy update...well kind of hehe. Hope you guys like it. Looking forward to your comments 😃