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Asad and Zoya.. Love their bonding..

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Chapter 46

It was a few days before her exams were about to start, Humeira was in her room trying to focus on studying. Her thoughts kept drifting to moments she had spent with him and the upcoming wedding. She couldn't believe that she was getting married to him in a month. "Focus Humi...focus on exams," her mind reminded but her heart was drifting to the picture that was on her night stand. It was taken on the night of their engagement when they were exchanging rings. Her thoughts were disrupted with a knock on the door; she looked up to see Usman at the door. "Aap kehliye kohi parcel aaya hai neeche," he informed. Humeira nodded and he left. She came downstairs, signed for the package, and took the huge box. She placed the box on the living room table as it was too big to carry anywhere. She carefully removed the pink gift wrap and opened the box. Inside was a huge basket filled with all sorts of things. There were chocolates, snacks, hot cocoa, coffee, and a card. She picked up the good luck card and opened it. "Main jaanta hoon keh tum exams koh lekar bahut pareshaan ho but I know keh if you focus, you can do it! And even if you fail...I will still marry you haha...jk. I love you! yours Haider". A huge grin crept up her lips reading the card. Can he ever be serious, she thought. But it was such a sweet gesture for him to do this for her. Each passing day made her fall in love with him just a bit more. He was everything she ever wanted. He was caring, respectful, funny, and always encouraging. She called Usman and asked him if he could take the basket up to her room. At that moment, her mother joined her in the living room. "Yeh sabh kya hai?" she asked. "Ammi...dekhiye na, Haider ne mere liye kitna accha gift basket bheja hai. How sweet of him na," Humeira happily announced. "Yeh sabh kya bachkani harkatein hai Humeira...yeh sabh accha nahi hai," Razia said. "Ammi...Haider se mera nikkah horaha hai ek meine mein. Aap yeh baat maan kyun nahi leyti? Main jaanti hoon keh yeh rishta aapko pasand nahi tha lekin Ammi main waha Haider keh saath bahut khush rahongi, please maan jayiye," Humeira said. "Main yeh rishte koh khabhi nahi maan sakthi. Mujhe toh yeh yakeen nahi horaha hai keh tum meri beti kaise hogayi? Tume paata hai keh mujhe yeh rishta pasand nahi hai aur phir bhi tum," Razia said getting angry. "Agar aap keh paas kohi ek sahi waja hoti iss rishte koh maana karne keh toh main aapke khilaaf khabhi nahi jaati lekin main jaanti hoon keh aapko kyun takleef hai iss rishte se aur woh sahi nahi hai," Humeira told her mother knowing very well the only reason she hated her relationship with Haider was because Zoya was in the same household. All life, Humeira had seen her mother be rude and hurtful to her sister and tried to ignore it as much as possible but she couldn't let her mother dictate her life. She loved Haider and she was scared before about how everyone was going to react. But now, she didn't care. She knew that Haider was a good guy and his family too was extremely nice. She wasn't going to sacrifice her love and life because of someone unknown grudge that her mother had against her innocent sister. Knowing very well that there was no use in explaining to her mother, Humeira left from there to go back to her room. "Bas kuch din aur...jab mera ikka sahi nishaan par lagega toh tum khud iss rishte koh na kardogi. Main jaanti hoon keh tum Haider se pyaar karti ho Humeira lekin main tume uss ladki se door rakne kehliye kuch bhi karsakthi hoon...kuch bhi!" Razia thought looking at the path that Humeira had just left.

It was the day that Sahir and his family were visiting the khan mansion. Preparations were on in full swing with Dilshad instructing Nasreen and Usman about the dinner menu. Zoya was on the living room couch, sipping lemonade and sucking on saltine crackers, the only relief to her morning sickness that has been progressively worsening. Her head started to spin again and she closed her eyes. She rested her head on the couch. "Allah miyan...aap aisa kyun karahe hai? Aaj itna saara kaam hai aur main kuch nahi karsathi," she thought to herself. Suddenly, she felt someone stroking her hair. "Please Asad...nothing is going to make me feel better," she said with her eyes still closed. He chuckled. She has been complaining about being sick and how she hated it from the past 2 days. She opened her eyes and sat up and he joined her next to the couch. "Aap hass kyun rahe hai?" she asked. "Kuch nahi...tum woh pheli ladki ho jisse tabeyat theek na hone par complain karte dekha hai," he explained. "Woh issliye kyun ki mujhe aisa rehna accha nahi lagtha. Pichle doh dino mein sirf yeh kharahi hoon," she complained pointing to the lemonade and crackers on the table. "I know...I am sorry. Bolo tumara kya khane ka dil karaha hai?" he asked. "Mujhe na extra cheesy chicken tikka thin crust pizza chahiye, woh bhi pizza hut se," Zoya declared as her mouth watered at the thought of delicious pizza. "Zoya, tum tabeyat theek nahi hai...aise mein kohi bahar ka khana nahi milega," Asad told her. Zoya pouted, "please Asad," she said. Asad smiled. She knew he couldn't resist her pouting face but he wasn't going to give in. After all, it was a matter of her health. "Nice try, but nope!" he firmly stated. "Aap na akdu keh akdu hi rahoge...mujhe aapse kohi baat nahi karni," she said getting angry and stomped off. "Aree Zoya...Zoya meri baat suno!" Asad called out but she wasn't ready to listen. "Pagal," he mumbled. Seconds later, she returned to get her lemonade and crackers and stomped off again, not before sticking his tongue out at him. Farhan walked into the door to see Asad laughing. "Kya baat hai Bhai...itna hass kyun rahe ho?" he asked. "Kuch nahi Bhaijaan...bas meri pyaar biwi pagal hogayi hai," Asad said. Farhan chuckled, "Aise waqt mein inn logo keh mood swings zyada hojate hai," he said. "Aur Zoya keh case mein toh aur bhi zyada," Asad stated. Farhan nodded his head in agreement, "good luck mere Bhai," he said patting Asad on the back and left from there.

A while later, Zoya and Nikhat were in Najma's room, helping her get dressed. Nikhat was pinning up Najma's hair while Zoya sat on the bed giving suggestions on how to do it. "Bhabhi...kyon sa lip color, yeh ya yeh?" Najma asked showing Zoya two lip sticks through the mirror. "Hmmm...the pink one, woh tum peh accha lagega," Zoya said smilingly. "Zoya...tum bhi jaake change karlona," Nikhat suggested. "I am too tired Bhabhi...mujhe toh bas sohna hai," Zoya said as she yawned. "No Bhabhi...aap aisa nahi karsakthi...mujhe aapke suggestions chahiye," Najma ordered. "Mujhse accha toh tume Bhabhi make up suggestions dengi," Zoya told her. "Make up nahi, mujhe ladke keh baare tips chahiye. Aap dono se," Najma said nervously. "Matlab?" Nikhat asked confused. "Ek meeting mein kisiko milkar kaise paata chalega keh woh theek hai ya nahi?" Najma questioned. Nikhat nodded in agreement, "Zoya...tum batao tume kaise paata chala tha keh Asad is the one?" she asked looking at Zoya. "Mujhe toh Asad keh phele aap sabh acche lage the. Par Asad ki acchayi acchi lagi thi. Humare ghar mein milne se phele, mujhe unone doh baar bachaya tha," Zoya told them. "What? Kaha?" Najma asked. "Woh jab Asma ka accident hua tha aur uske phele ek baar dargah mein jab ek gunde ne mera bag chori karne ki kosish ki thi," Zoya said. "Wow...mujhe nahi paata tha keh Bhaijaan ne yeh sabh kiya tha. Bhaijaan toh 007 nikle," Najma said and they all chuckled. "Main toh Farhan koh phele se hi jaanti thi toh main tumari zyada help nahi karsakthi," Nikhat stated. "Aap dono lucky hai, at least aapko ladka paata tha. Main kya karoon?" Najma said, a little worried. "Fikar na karo tamatar, you will know...jab tum usse milogi, baat karogi, tume paata chal jayega," Nikhat said comforting her. "Kaise?" Najma asked. "You just do," Zoya said as she thought about her and Asad's first meeting. Their conversation was interrupted with a knock. The door opened and Usman walked in with a box, "Zoya didi, yeh aap kehliye," he said. "Pizza!" Zoya screamed excitedly. "Yeh kisne maagaya?" she asked Usman. "Asad Bhaijaan ne diya hai," Usman informed and left. She opened the box to find the same pizza that she had just desired to eat a little bit ago. Zoya was surprised initially but a smile graced her lips thinking that Asad had bought it for her even though he wouldn't be in favor of it. "Awww Bhabhi...Bhaijaan aur pizza," Najma teased. "Chup!" Zoya told her turning tomato red. "Accha hai...tumne subhe se kuch nahi khaya hai, yeh toh khalo," Nikhat said. Zoya happily opened the box and dug into her favorite. "Oh sorry...aap logo koh chahiye," she asked feeling guilty as she was almost done with her first slice and hasn't even offered to Najma or Nikhat. Nikhat and Najma chuckled, "kya Bhabhi...pizza koh dekhar aap hume bhi bhul gayi," she said. "Aisa nahi hai...woh bas itna yummy hai toh, sorry," Zoya told them as she walked up to them with the box and offered them the pizza. As she had one more slice, Zoya felt full and decided that she should go change as the guests should be arriving soon.

She walked into the room to see her husband fixing his tie in the mirror. She ran up to him and hugged him from the back. "Thank you," she said placing a kiss on his cheek. Asad smiled and turned around to face her. "Pizza accha laga?" he asked. "Bahut accha...kitne dino se aapne khane nahi diya, I missed it," she said. He chuckled as he bowed to peck her nose. "Tum na hamesha meri complaint karti rahogi," he said. "Kyun ki...aap hamesha mujhe cheeze karne se rokte hai," she retorted. "Accha...kya karna hai tume?" he asked. "Mujhe na everyday breakfast, lunch, aur dinner mein pizza khana hai. No actually khabhi khabhi parathe ya samose ya chaat, aisa bhi chalega. mujhe dance karna...bed par khudna hai...aapka woh sada hua oatmeal nahi khaana hai, bilkul bhi nahi," she said grimacing about its foul taste. Asad laughed out loud watching how her expressions changed from excitement to criticism. "Hasee yeh mat...agar aapko yeh sabh karna padta toh aap bhi complain karte," she told him. He nodded as he pulled her into hug. She was probably right. She has been doing really worse from the past 2 days with her morning sickness and lightheadedness. All she could keep down was lemonade and crackers. That is why, when she had desired to eat pizza, he had ordered it hoping she could at least keep that down. Asad has even suggested that today's plan be cancelled but Zoya had refused. She didn't want Najma's rishta be interrupted due to her sickness. She had told Asad that she was totally fine and he wouldn't dare suggest the idea to Rashid or Dilshad. "Tume paata haina keh yeh sabh tumare acche kehliye hai," he said placing a kiss on her forehead. "I know," she whispered. "Phir bhi complain karahi ho?" he asked. "Ha...kyun ki complain karna accha lagtha hai. And it makes me feel better," Zoya stated. Asad just nodded his head as he tightened his grip. The pregnancy hormones were turning his wife into a complaint box, he thought. "I am sorry Mr. Khan," she said guilty. "Sorry kyun?" he said confused. "Now that I think about it, I have been complaining a lot lately," she said sadly. "Tume sorry bol ne ki kohi zaroorat nahi hai, tumare saari complaints sunne kehliye main hamesha tyaar hoon," Asad said. Zoya broke away from the embrace so she could face him. "I love you," she said as pecked his lips. "I love you too," he told her. Later, she changed into a black and cream anakarli and headed downstairs to help Dilshad with anything she might need.

An hour later, the guests had arrived and the families were in the living room conversing with each other. Dilshad and Zoya were serving the guests tea and snacks and Nikhat was with Najma in her room. "Agar Najma aajati toh uske saath hi hum nashta karna pasand karenge," Salma, Sahir's mother, suggested. "Jee aunty, main abhi laati hoon," Zoya said and left to get Najma and Nikhat from the room. Asad was talking with Sahir when he was interrupted by Usman. Usman handed him an envelope that had been delivered by someone. Asad was surprised to see that it had his name on it but there was no stamp or a sender's name. Ignoring the fact, he asked Usman to keep the envelope in his room. Usman nodded and took the envelope from him. Usman was walking up the stairs when suddenly someone pushed him to the railing. "Hume maaf kardijiye Usman, humara dihaan nahi tha," Tanveer said apologetically. "Jee, kohi baat nahi," Usman told her as he balanced himself. In that instance, the envelope flew out of his hand and the contents in the air, landing on the living room floor. Everyone was stunned as they saw the pictures that have fallen on the ground. Tanveer smiled wickedly as her planned had succeeded. Zoya and Nikhat were bringing Najma down when they saw everyone standing in the living room. "Sabh khade kyun hai?" Nikhat asked. "paata nahi Bhabhi...abhi toh sabh theek tha," Zoya said confused. They reached downstairs and joined the family. Zoya felt her heart stop looking at the pictures on the ground. "Yeh toh...," Zoya said but words seemed to disappear from her mouth. She couldn't speak. The pictures were of the incident in the mall, when the guy had forcefully hugged Zoya. But pictures? Where did they come from? "Haye Allah...Dilshad bi yeh sabh kya hai? Hume toh laaga tha keh aapka accha khandaan hai, acche log hai aur aapki bahu yeh sabh, tauba tauba," Salma exclaimed. "Nahi aunty...aapko galat faimi huwi hai. Jaise dikh raha hai waise nahi hai. Yeh toh uss din...," Zoya said when Salman interrupted, "rehna doh Zoya, paata nahi kyon se khandaan se ho tum. Waha yeh sabh chalta hoga lekin hum aise ghar mein rishta nahi rakna chathe," Salman taunted. Zoya felt her eyes sting with tears. "Aunty please...yeh sabh ek galat faimi hai. Main toh isse jaanti tak nahi hoon...saach," Zoya said. "Kuch nahi sunna hai hume, paata nahi agar iss ghar ki bahu koh itni choot hai toh paata nahi yahi ki beti kya kya karti hogi," Salman insulted. "Bas!" roared the lion. Everyone turned to see Asad. "Agar aap humare ghar mein meimaan na hote toh main aapka khoon kardeta. Iss ghar ki auratein iss ghar ki izzat hai aur kisiko bhi itna haq nahi hai keh woh kissi ek keh baare mein bhi kuch galat bole," he firmly stated as his eyes filled with fury and his hands formed a fist. "Yeh sabh dekhne keh baad bhi tum," Salman said. "Yeh toh sirf tasveere hai, agar yeh sabh main apne aankho se dekhta toh bhi main nahi maanta. Mujhe saachayi kissi jaan ne ki zaroorat nahi hai kyun ki saach mere Zoya ki aankho mein dikhta hai," Asad yelled. Zoya looked at him as tears rolled down her cheeks. "Accha hoga keh aap log yaha se chale jaye. Allah hafiz," Rashid said telling the guests to leave.

As the guests left, Zoya walked up to Rashid and Dilshad. "Ammi...Abu, main saach bol rahi hoon. Main usse nahi jaanti. Woh toh uss din ek admi ne meri saath batameezi ki thi, main saach bol rahi hoon," Zoya pleaded. "Zoya...tume kuch kehne ki zaroorat nahi hai. Hume tum par pura baroosa hai beta, tum kuch galat nahi karsakthi," Dilshad said patting her cheek. More tears filled her eyes. She couldn't believe it. Her blood related father and his wife didn't believe her all her life, they were always scared that she would bring shame to the family. But, here were these people whose lives she had entered about a year ago and here they were, believing her over everything else. "Par Ammi meri wajase Najma ka rishta," Zoya cried. "nahi beta, tumari wajase kuch nahi hua hai. Agar naseeb mein ho toh kitni bhi mushkil aajaye rishta nahi toot tha. Yeh rishta toh khabhi naseeb hi nahi tha," Rashid told her. "Abu," Zoya sobbed and Rashid pulled her into embrace to comfort her. "Bhabhi please mat rohiye na...mujhe kohi farak nahi padhta," Najma said as she walked up to Zoya and Rashid. Zoya broke apart and turned to see Najma. "I am sorry tamatar," Zoya apologized. "Bhabhi...please aap sorry kyun bol rahi hai. Main bhi thi waha, main jaanti hoon keh aapki galati nahi thi. Aur Bhabhi joh log humari ek baat sun tak nahi sakthe kya aapko lagtha hai keh yeh rishta sahi rahega," Najma questioned to no one in particular. "Aur remember Bhabhi...aapne hi bola tha keh har kissi kehliye Allah ne kissi na kissi koh banaya hai toh jab mere liye kohi aana hoga toh aajayega," Najma told her confidently. "Tamatar...tum toh bahut baadi hogayi," Zoya said as she caressed her cheek. Najma smiled as she pulled Zoya into a sisterly hug. Asad asked Najma what had happened and she told him everything about the mall incident. Asad was furious. He wanted to inform the police and have the guy nabbed but Rashid had intervened. He had explained that things would get worse and it was better to leave it here. May be it was just a prank by some college students or something.

The day that had started out with so much happiness had turned gloomy. Though Zoya had been strong in front of the family, she locked herself in her closet and sobbed. She was the reason why today people were raising fingers on her family. It wasn't fair! It just wasn't fair. Why would someone play such a cheap prank on her? What did she ever do to anyone? Asad searched for his wife everywhere but she wasn't there. He even checked in their room but when he returned the second time, he saw the lights in the closet were on. He knocked on the door but there was no answer. "Zoya...Zoya...please bahar aao," he called out but she didn't answer. He knocked on the door again but there was still no response. Asad was getting worried now. Zoya wouldn't just not answer, something was wrong, his heart told him. He tried to unlock the door but it didn't open. He rushed to the night table and got the keys. He opened the door and felt his heart slip out of its place. There she was, curled up in a fetal position at the corner of the closet. He dashed towards her and cradled her in his arms. "Zoya...Zoya utho," Asad said as he patted her cheek, trying to wake her up. She didn't even flinch. He picked her up in his arms and rushed out of the room. Dilshad walked out of the kitchen after filling her water jug when she saw Asad running down the stairs with Zoya in his arms. "Asad...kya hua Zoya koh?" she asked shocked. "Zoya behosh hogayi hai Ammi, main hospital jaraha hoon," Asad said as he reached the living room. "Main bhi chalti hoon tum dono keh saath," Dilshad said as they all rushed out of the house.

Asad sped through the low traffic, nightly roads of Bhopal and reached the hospital as soon as he could. He picked her up and rushed inside. The nurses and doctor came for his help and wheeled her inside the emergency ward. Asad stood against the wall with his eyes slowly silently praying that his Zoya was alright. She has had so much going on emotionally in the past month, he was afraid that it was taking a toll on her. He knew that she was putting on a brave face for everyone but it wasn't so easy to cope with a harsh past that has been thrown on her face so suddenly. He felt a hand on his shoulder and opened his eyes to see his mother. "Tum fikar mat karo Asad, Zoya bilkul theek hojayegi. Allah Zoya aur tumare baccho koh kuch nahi hone dehga," she comforted. Asad just held her hand and squeezed it for comfort and support. Soon, Dilshad called the family using the reception desk phone and informed them about what had happened. Now, everyone waited in front of Zoya's room for the doctor to return and tell them her status. Seeing the doctor, Asad quickly walked up to her, "Zoya theek toh haina doctor?" he asked. "Asad, Zoya is dehydrated and that is probably why she fainted. Uska blood count bhi low hai, issliye hum usse blood deh rahe hai. Usse thoda waqt lagega hosh aane mein," the doctor explained. "Aur humara baccha?" Asad asked. "Humne fetal monitoring ki hai aur everything looks fine," the doctor said. Asad felt his heart return to normal speed again, "Kya main usse dekh saktha hoon, please?" he asked. "Sure, just make sure that there is only one person at a time in the room, she needs to rest," the doctor told him. He nodded and hurried to her room. Walking in, he felt his heart sink in. She had monitors hooked up and an oxygen mask given. He walked up and took a seat in the chair next to the bed. He slowly caressed her pale cheek, "Tumne toh meri jaan nikaal di thi. Aise kohi karta hai kya?" he said, his voice almost cracking as his thoughts drifted back to when he found on the floor of the closet. "Please jaldi se theek hojao," he said as he moved forward and pecked her forehead. Later, each family member visited Zoya and prayed for her wellbeing. Asad told everyone to leave and that he could take care of Zoya at night. Dilshad and Nikhat had insisted on staying but Asad had explained that she was going to be unconscious all night and they couldn't do much anyway. They hesitantly agreed and the family left, telling Asad to call them in case of anything.

The next morning, Zoya gained consciousness. She couldn't recall what had happened and showered Asad with questions. He answered each question patiently. He liked that his chatty Zoya was back. He didn't care if he had to answer her silly questions all his life, he just couldn't see her sick. "Mujhe ghar jaana hai Asad," she told him. "Zoya, tume theek hona hai toh yahi rehna padega," Asad said. "Lekin main ghar pe acche se theek hongi, mujhe yaha ajeeb lagtha hai. Dekho kitna depressing hai yeh room," she complained looking around the dull surrounding. "Doctor keh aane keh baad, I will talk to her," Asad said and she smiled happily. Later, the doctor checked Zoya and told Asad that he would take her home but has to be careful about her diet. The doctor also told him that he had to take care of her emotionally because it is important to keep her happy for the health of the baby. Asad promised the doctor that he would be extremely careful with everything. Zoya and everyone else were happy that she was discharged home. Reaching home, Asad helped Zoya walk in. "Accha lagraha hai, ghar wapaas aakar," Zoya said cheerfully. "Tum apne kamre mein jaakar aaram karo, main tumare liye kuch khane kehliye laati hoon," Dilshad said. Zoya nodded obediently. As she was about to walk towards the stairs, she felt her husband's hands wrap around her waist and he picked her up. "Asad, kya karahe hai aap...chodiye," she said. "Doctor ne tume stress ley ne maana kiya hai," Asad firmly stated. "Main kyon sa stress ley rahi hoon...sirf upar jarahi hoon humare room tak," she said. "Aaj se uss kehliye bhi main tume help karonga," Asad told her as he started to walk up the stairs. "You know I already love you a lot, isse zyada paata nahi keh kissi se pyaar karna mumkin hai," she whispered. Asad felt his cheeks fill with color as he glared at her while Zoya just giggled at his reaction.

So good? bad? what you guys think? Cant wait to see your comments 😃

This was neither good nor bad...it was amaaazing!
I love Asad and the way he roared for his love was just wowww!
Zoya has the best in laws...she deserves all the happiness in the world

Please make Tanveer disappear...
I hope it cud be Humi that sorts her evil mother out...

Nice update dear
Haider gift to humeira was nice. She felt relax & happy. Zoya demanded pizza & asad fulfilled it. Tan veer tried to defame Zoya but unsuccessful. Zoya apologised to rashid & dilshad. They said her that they believe her so no need for sorry. She cried & fainted. Asad was relieved after doctor told him that both are ok. Waiting for tanveer truth came out. Plz continue soon. Thanks for pm

Awesome update 👏

res...

It was amazing.