New Asya SS: Dil Ki Baatein Dil Hi Jaane Last Chap/Epilogue Pg 91 6/12 - Page 55

Originally posted by: fatima30

Anwar makes me nervous too!
Press conference was a good idea...but I worry about Zoya's parents ' reaction...again they didnt know what was happening and they'll now see Zoya dressed up on TV...
I hope all goes well and Dilshad can help sort the problem out...

Originally posted by: rabiamunawar

Love it
Amazing part
Love asya moments
Hope all will go well
Thanks for pm
Updatd soon

Originally posted by: ASYAaishu

love it..

Originally posted by: ashiii333

a good step by asad

hope everything vl be fie

loved asad naj scene n zoya ;)

thnxxx for pm

update soon

Originally posted by: aseelashah

Its an amazing chapter.

I hope everything will be fine soon

Pls update soon

Thanks for pm

Originally posted by: anopama

Love the update

So thank god asad return safely

So haider family invited to dinner I was scared too

But thank god her Abu came around he can't go against his daughter happiness

So asad met with tanveer when he resigned

Glad he put her in her place and told her as it is

Aww Zoya his charm his love

Haha she confessed indirectly

So Anwar comes and talk to his princess e wants to meet her prince

So asad and his family is invited to dinner

Omg a very bold step asad took it was called for

They need to let the people know the truth and not let tanveer manipulate the situation with her money

He would do anything for Zoya to get her her respect back

Hope the press confers don't make it bad for asad in Zoya parents eye

Looking for for dinner and their reaction to the news

Continue soon

Chapter 11

Asad dropped off Zoya at her house and drove back to the hotel. Zoya walked into gates and prayed that her parents took this in a good spirit. Asad was just trying to help and make things better, that is what she will tell them, she decided. Reaching the front door, she slowly opened it to see her parents and Najma on the couch staring at the screen in shock. Zoya tiptoed her way inside and saw the end of the conference where she had hugged Asad. As it ended, her entire family sat in silence. "Ammi, Abu," Zoya spoke up breaking them out of their trance. They all looked at her and silence prevailed once again. "Say something please," Zoya pleaded. Anwar stood up and walked to her. "I can see why you have chosen him beta. Today, he stood up for you and our family which means a lot to me. I can see it in his eyes what he has for you," Anwar said stroking her hair. Zoya smiled. "Your Abu is right Zoya. We always wanted someone who would love and care for you just as we do. I was always afraid that who will understand my princess, who will listen to your unspoken words. I am so happy that Allah has listened to my prayers," Zeenat said as she walked up to them. Zoya was so happy. She couldn't believe that her parents have accepted Asad. They saw how good of a person he was. She wrapped her hands around her mother. "I love you guys, you two are the best parents I can have," Zoya said happily. Anwar too stepped closer and pulled his wife and daughter. "I too love you all," Najma said as she ran up to them and the family enjoyed a group hug.

Zoya wanted to call and tell Asad but she decided against it. She wanted to give him a surprise. When he comes here tonight, I will tell him about Ammi and Abu, I want to see his face when it brightens up with joy. Najma walked into her sister's room to see her sitting on her bed lost in thoughts. "Hello madam, where are you lost?" she said snapping her fingers. "I am so so happy Najma, never thought I will see this day," Zoya confessed. "I am also very excited for you and Asad," Najma told her. "Thank you Tamatar. You have always been there for me. I don't even know if I would have stayed so strong if it weren't for you," Zoya said smiling at her sister. "Come on Zoe, since when do you need to thank me. I am so happy that you have someone like Asad as your love, you deserve everything and more," Najma stated. "I love you Tamatar," Zoya said pulling her sister in a bear hug. "I love you too," Najma said. They broke apart. "So, have you told Asad? He should be a little less nervous about coming here now," Najma wondered. "No, I haven't told him. I want him to be surprised when he comes here," Zoya said excitedly. "Poor chap, you are going to torture him till then," Najma said. "It's not torture ok, I just want to see his face when I tell him," Zoya defended. "Awww...so cute," Najma said making Zoya blush. "Shut up!" Zoya chided and Najma just laughed. "Oh, you should invite Imran tonight too. That way he can meet Asad and Asad will have some company too. I mean Abu is nice but I think having someone his age might make him comfortable," Zoya suggested. "I think that is a great idea! He can meet Asad and I can meet him," Najma said excitedly making Zoya giggle.

In the city of Mumbai, someone threw the phone across the room shattering the dresser mirror in many tiny pieces. "Tanveer...what are you doing?" Razia said running into the room. "How dare he Ammi? How dare he?" she yelled. Her plan was going perfectly till Asad had become smart suddenly and decided to hold a press conference. Now, people were calling her to ask what had happened. They were blaming her for the broken wedding. They were questioning her about her character. "How can everyone tell me that Asad and Zoya did nothing wrong, they just loved each other? What did I do Ammi? I also loved him right?" she asked her mother. Razia didn't know how to answer her daughter. She just stood there with tears. "Asad wasn't your love Tanveer, he was just your arrogance," someone said and they both turned to see Gaffur at the door. "What are you saying Gaffur, she is upset and you...," Razia said when Gaffur intervened. "I should have spoken up a long time Razia. If I would have not agreed to your daughter's egotistical wishes, then today things might have been different," he firmly stated. "So, I can't even love someone?" Tanveer said hurt. "Loving someone is not wrong beta. But, insisting that the person you love has to love you back is wrong. Love cannot be forced Tanveer. It is something that happens from your heart. I know you are saddened beta, but the faster you move on, the better it will be for all of us," Gaffur comforted.

That night, Zoya took her time to get dressed. She didn't know why but she had this unique flutter in her stomach. It wasn't like she was meeting me for the first time but everything felt new. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. She had dressed in a red sari and pulled her hair in a bun, leaving few tresses curled on either side of her face. Matching ruby jhumkas adorned her ears and just a gold watch on one of her wrists. She added some kajal and mascara to her eyes and some light pink lip gloss. Twirling around, Zoya checked herself one more time before going down to the living room. She went to the kitchen to ask if Zeenat needed any help. "No beta, everything is done. My princess looks beautiful tonight," Zeenat said caressing her daughter's cheek. "Thanks Ammi!" Zoya beamed. "And me?" someone asked from the kitchen door. Zeenat and Zoya turned to see Najma looking pretty in an orange and navy blue colored sari. "You too my little princess," Zeenat said. "May Allah always protect you two from all evil eyes and keep you happy," she prayed. "Ameen," Zoya and Najma said in unison. Just then, they heard the doorbell go off. "Looks like they are here," Najma said. "Let's go beta," Zeenat said looking at Zoya. She nodded and they all proceeded outside.

Asad and Dilshad walked in to be greeted by Anwar. "Salaam uncle," he said nervously. "Asad, it is good to finally meet you," Anwar said happily. Asad was surprised at the reaction. His eyes searched for Zoya but she wasn't there. "Dilshad bi, I sincerely apologize for what happened that night. Situation was such that I reacted harshly," Anwar said guiltily. "Oh no Anwar Bhaisaab, I would have reacted the same way if I had a daughter. I totally understand," Dilshad said. At that moment, Zeenat, Zoya and Najma entered the living room. Zeenat and Dilshad embraced and greeted each other. Zeenat apologized for the way they had behaved with them the other day. Dilshad comforted her saying all was well now and that they should forget everything and start new. Zoya too walked up to Dilshad and wished her. Dilshad moved closer, pecked her forehead, and pulled her in a hug. All this was happening while Asad just stood in a daze. His whole focus was on his love that looked like an angel in red. The bright red color looked dazzling against her creamy, white skin. The sari accentuated her curves in all the right places. His heart raced looking at her, she looked breathtaking. Seeing her, everything around him was a blur. All his eyes saw was her, no one else. Suddenly he heard someone speaking to him. "You know you should stop staring at Zoya, and maybe say hello to my mom," she suggested. Breaking away from her, he turned to Najma. On being caught, Asad's cheeks turned bright red. "See now you two match, her sari is red and your face is," Najma teased. "Can you stop it? I have just got here," Asad whispered. "Hey, it's my right as your to be wife's sister to tease you to my heart's content," Najma told him. Asad just shook his head and walked over to where his mother, Zoya, and Zeenat were. "Aunty, these are for you," Asad said handing Zeenat a bouquet of white lilies. Zoya broke out in a huge grin at the fact that Asad has remembered what she told him about her mother. White lilies were her favorite. Zeenat had liked Asad the moment she had met him. He was a very well-mannered and kind boy, she thought. Asad and Zoya kept stealing glances at each other. They really couldn't talk with the family there, and Anwar was talking to Asad so he was trying to pay attention to that. Imran joined them a bit later and Zeenat suggested that they eat dinner now that everyone was here.

At the dinner table, everyone was talking about random things with Anwar and Zeenat asking about Asad's education, his work, etc. "Aunty, I have to say your food is delicious," Asad complimented. "Thank you beta," Zeenat said with a smile. "By the way Asad, where is your father? And you other family members?" Anwar said taking a bite of his rice. Dilshad became sad and Asad too stopped eating and looked at his mother. "Abu, Asad's father passed away when he was a kid. They have no extended family," Zoya answered for them. "I am so sorry, I didn't know," Anwar said feeling bad. "It is ok Bhaisaab, I know he is in a better place," Dilshad said. Zoya placed her hand on Asad's shoulder, silently comforting him. He turned towards her and slightly smiled. The rest of the dinner went well. A while later, the family sat in the living room talking when Anwar turned to Asad and said, "Could we talk outside? I like to speak to you about a few things." Asad became nervous suddenly but nodded in agreement. He looked at her who smiled and gave him thumbs up. Why was she so happy to send me alone with her father? I feel like a lonely deer going into the lion's den, he thought perplexed. "He is going to get the talk," Imran bent over and whispered to Najma who nodded looking at Asad and her father's retreating figures.

Asad and Anwar sat in the backyard as the nightly wind tingled their skin. Asad held on to the metal chair handle as his palms became sweaty. "Allah, help me!" he prayed. "It's chilly tonight," Anwar said rubbing his palms. "Yeah I guess," Asad said looking around. We are talking about the weather? Seriously we are talking about the weather? Why? Is that a good thing? Or is that the calm before the storm, Asad pondered a little scared. "Asad, I know the past week has been really tough for you and Zoya. A lot has happened and I know that you have always been there for her," Anwar paused for a second before continuing. "And that is probably why Zeenat and me have decided to give your relationship a chance," he stated making Asad lips turn into a grin. "Thank you uncle," he said sincerely. "But, I do have a few questions and things to tell you," Anwar said. Asad just nodded telling him to proceed. "I wanted to know what you have thought about your work? Have you found anything suitable?" Anwar asked. "I have applied at a few places, waiting for call back, hopefully an interview," Asad replied. "That is good. And what about your house? Where are you and Dilshad bi living?" Anwar questioned. "Right now, we are in a hotel. I sold our house in Mumbai, but I am waiting for a job so things get stable and I can start looking for a house here," Asad explained. "I think that will be a good idea. Everything aside, the most important person for me is Zoya. I don't think I care if you have a job or not, well I guess I would like you more if you had a source of income," Anwar said and chuckled to himself, then became serious again. "I don't care if you have a big house or a small one. All I care about is my daughter being happy. Zoya is a very sensitive girl, she always has been. You can hurt her with the smallest of things. And it is hard for her to express her feelings. She will probably scream at the top of the world when she is happy, but when she is upset there are only a few people that she would share that with. If you are one of those people, you should be honored Asad. And I suggest you never do something that will cause her to go quiet on you, because that is bad," Anwar said, getting emotional about his daughter. "I promise Uncle that would never happen, I will do everything in my power to keep her happy, always," Asad promised. Anwar was impressed with his daughter's choice. Asad seemed to be very understanding and mature guy, a good match for Zoya, he thought.

Both the men stood up, shook hands and embraced, and walked inside. Asad was much more relieved that he has been when the conversation had started. He was just worried about Zoya, which is understandable as a father, Asad thought. Reaching the living room, Asad saw Zoya sitting next to his mother, and the ladies were laughing at something. Just seeing his mother laugh along with the love of his life swelled his heart with feelings. Seeing him come in, Zoya looked up and smiled at him. "I will get your desserts," Zeenat offered. "Not right now aunty, I am already so full from dinner, is it ok if I have mine later," Asad asked. "Of course beta, I will get Anwar's," Zeenat said and went to the kitchen. As the family chatted away, Zoya picked up and phone to text Asad. He felt his phone vibrate and picked it up. Opening the message, "Meet me in my room, upstairs the second room on the left," he read. Zoya quietly got up from the living room and left. Asad though wasn't sure how he should leave. He just excused himself saying he had to call someone important and left. When no one was looking, Asad quietly sneaked up the stairs.

As instructed Asad opened the door and walked in. He couldn't see very well as the room was dimly lit. His eyes searched for Zoya and he found her in the balcony. Walking up to her, he wrapped his hands over her bare waist. Zoya felt his hands on her skin and something erupted inside her. "I have never been so content in my life," he told her. "Me too! I still can't believe that Ammi Abu have agreed," she said happily. "I wish I could just stay here with you in my arms forever," Asad said nuzzling her cheek. Zoya closed her eyes and leaned back into his chest, her back against his front. "What did you talk to Abu?" she asked. "Nothing much, he just wanted me to take care of," he replied kissing her cheek. She smiled. "I know that you will do that even without saying it. But Abu is just worried about me," Zoya told him. "He should. After all, he is giving away his most precious person to me," Asad said. "Asad, can I say something?" she asked. "Hmmm," he murmured in her ears. "I...I love you," she hesitantly confessed. Asad was so lost in the moment that for a second, he thought that he imagined what she said. "What? What did you say?" Asad asked as he broke apart and turned her around to face him. She looked up into his eyes, "I love you!" Zoya said sincerely. Asad's heart filled with immerse amount of love for the girl who was in his arms. He couldn't believe that she had confessed. Under the starry moonlight, in the cool Delhi night, she had so simply and honestly told him what she felt. "I love you too," he said sealing his lips with hers. Their kiss was soft and sensuous. Newly declared feelings were overtaking their senses. His hands rubbed her bare waist sending a shiver down her spine. Her hands grabbed his hair, pulling him closer to her. Minutes later, they broke apart. "You know just moments ago, I said that I couldn't be happier, turns out that I can," he said as they stood in each other's arms. "I am not dreaming right?" she asked scared. "This is not a dream Zoya, this is a reality, our reality," he told her. "We should go down," Zoya said. "I don't want to," he teased pecking her lips. A moan escaped her lips as a new feeling overtook her. He then moved to kiss the corner of her mouth. Zoya just closed her eyes lost in their world. With each kiss, her grip around his neck tightened. He trailed wet kisses around her jaw and down her neck. His name escaped her lips as she arched her head back giving him better access. Asad looked up to see her eyes closed, her lips trembling. "Zoya, look at me!" he said. She opened her eyes and met his chocolate brown eyes. "I love you, I love you so much Zoya," Asad said meeting her lips with his again. "Zoya, are you in your room?" they heard Najma call out. They quickly broke apart and straightened themselves. They were both red as a tomato thinking what had just happened. "Go hide! Looks like Najma is coming," Zoya said. "Why should I hide? I am not going anywhere," Asad firmly stated. "Asad please, if she sees us together, then she is going to eat my brain and tease me like crazy...please," Zoya pouted. Asad smiled, "ok, I am going," he said and hid before the door. Zoya told him to come after five minutes and left.

Zoya and Najma went downstairs to the rest of the family. Asad too joined them a few minutes later. Dilshad walked up to the couple, "I am so happy today beta. Now I can't wait to make you ours officially," she said to Zoya as she kissed her forehead lovely. Zoya blushingly smiled. "Zeenat, what do you and Anwar bhai think?" Dilshad asked as they all took a seat. Anwar and Zeenat looked at each other. "Ammi, uncle and I have talked about this. I think it's better if we wait a little," Asad spoke up. "You want to wait?" Dilshad asked surprised. "Asad just means that he wants to get a job and a house, settle down and then get married," Anwar explained coming to Asad's rescue. Everyone looked shocked between the two men. What has happened? Till yesterday, Anwar didn't want to see Asad's face and today, they were supporting each other. "Am I dreaming?" Zoya mumbled to herself. "No sis, this is actually happening," Najma told her as they both looked at each other. "Why is everyone looking at us like that?" Asad said confused. The response he got was that all the ladies including Imran started laughing hard. After a few minutes, they calmed down. "I understand that you guys want to wait till things are settled, but could we at least get then engaged soon," Dilshad requested. "That is a great idea!" Zeenat exclaimed. "How about in three weeks?" Anwar suggested. "Yeah, Najma's and Imran's nikkah is in three weeks. We can have Asad and Zoya engaged that day," Zeenat said. "That's wonderful. Asad Zoya, what do you guys think?" Dilshad asked. Zoya nodded in agreement. "Ok Ammi," Asad agreed. "This calls for celebration, I will get more sweets," Najma said happily as she went to the kitchen.

Later that night, Zoya freshened up and changed into her a pair of pink pajamas and a white tank top. She picked up her phone and dialed his number. "Miss me already?" he teased, answering on the first ring. "Why do you keep thinking I miss you huh?" Zoya retorted. "Because it's not even been an hour since I left and you are calling me," Asad said. "I wanted to talk Asad, now stop bugging me," she whined. He chuckled, "Ok sorry, tell me what is it?" Asad asked. Zoya took a seat on her bed. "I am sorry Asad," she said honestly. Asad was surprised, "sorry? But why?" he said. "I was just thinking that because of me, you had to leave everything. Your job, your house all of it and come here. And now you are suffering," Zoya said sadly. "Zoya, stop thinking about all this! I can leave anything for you, so a house and job are nothing. All I really care about is you and Ammi being with me, I can solve anything with your support," he said. "But Asad...," Zoya said when he interrupted. "No...don't say anything if you are going to say something stupid," Asad scolded. "Then what I am supposed to say," she whined. "That you love me and you can't wait for our engagement, to become half Mrs. Asad Ahmed Khan," Asad told her. Zoya giggled as her cheeks red. "You are crazy," she told him. "Then, you can be Mrs. Crazy," he said causing her to turn redder. "Oh I so wish I was there to see you," Asad said dreamily. Zoya smiled, "no matter how crazy you are, you know how to make me smile," she said. "Happy to be at your service," Asad said. "I hope you find a job soon, because I want to become your wife," Zoya told him. "If that's the case, then I have to work double hard from tomorrow," Asad said. "Oh I forgot to tell you, after the press conference yesterday, a lot of people called and apologized. And some of my clients even reactivated their contract," Zoya told him excitedly. He broke out into a huge grin listening to her words. This is exactly what he wanted. He wanted her to be happy. And that has happened. Thank you so much Allah, he thought. "I am very happy to hear that. Just keep the smile on your face and sleep," he stated. "Good night, I love you!" she expressed. "Love you too," he said and ended the conversation.

Three weeks passed in a blur, things were starting to return to normal. Zoya had started to get back to work and was busy. Asad too had received a call in one of the companies he had interviewed for. He had even rented a small apartment just a few days ago. Today was the big day. It was Najma and Imran's wedding followed by which it was Asad's and Zoya's engagement. Zoya was extremely happy. She was not only planning her sister's wedding but also her own engagement. Zoya opened the door and walked into see her sister all dressed. "You look beautiful," she said fixing the dupatta. "You too! Asad is going to go crazy on you," Najma teased. "I can't wait to see to see Imran's face when I walk you down," Zoya said making Najma blush. "Awww...my Tamatar," Zoya said pulling her sister in a hug. "Nervous?" Zoya asked raising her eyebrow. "Yes and no...I am nervous but also very excited," Najma said. "I am though really nervous; I want everything to be perfect for you!" Zoya told her. "And if I know you, it will be," Najma said confidently. "I will miss you Tamatar," Zoya said getting teary. "Hey, I am still going to be in Delhi and working with you. I will be annoying you for the rest of your life, don't think you can get rid of me so soon," Najma joked trying to make her sister laugh. "As much as you get on my nerves, I can't imagine life without you," Zoya said. "Now don't make me cry, my makeup will mess up," Najma stated emotionally. "Ok ok sorry, no emotional talk. Come, let's get you downstairs," Zoya said as she checked Najma to make sure she looked like a perfect bride. "Of course you are in a hurry, after all your engagement is after my nikkah," Najma teased. "Shut up," Zoya said slapping her arm. "Hey, it's my wedding," Najma chided. "Doesn't mean I can't hit you," Zoya said and the sisters laughed.

Najma had wanted a lavish wedding so the Farooqui's had booked one of best hotels in Delhi. The venue looked beautiful with Zoya's designs imbedded on it. Asad and Imran both waited patiently for their better halves to arrive. As the entrance door opened, two angels walked down the hallway. Asad and Imran stood mesmerized. Dressed in a white, short sleeve lehenga with silver embroidery and a red border, she looked angelic. Her black tresses lay curled on her back. She had adorned her ears with ruby dangles and a maang teeka on her forehead. Asad recalled their first meeting where she was dressed in the same color. Zoya could feel his intense gaze on her. It felt like her skin was on blaze. The butterflies in her stomach were doing ballet inside. Imran too were dazzled looking at Najma. She looked ethereal in a gold and red lehenga with matching jewelry. Her hair was pulled back in a bun with her bangs curled on either side of her face. The dupatta was placed on top of her head, giving her the look of a beautiful bride. Zoya bought Najma and made her comfortable in her seat. As the Qazi started to recite the duas and the ceremony was started, everyone looked at the couple lovingly. But, all Asad saw was his love. He could see her color filled cheeks even through the thin gold partition. As Imran and Najma said their qubool hai's, Asad and Zoya's eyes drifted towards each other. Soon, this day shall come in their lives, they both thought.

Once the ceremony ended and everyone congratulated Najma and Imran, Anwar announced for Asad and Zoya's engagement to begin. Dilshad and Zeenat bought out the rings that were to be exchanged. Imran and Najma made the couple stand next to each other. Asad and Zoya both couldn't believe that this was happening. They were getting engaged, they thought happily. "Come on Asad, what are you waiting for," Dilshad teased. Everyone chuckled causing Asad and Zoya to redden. Asad took the ring from Dilshad and then turned towards her. Taking her hand in his, Asad lovingly slipped the ring on her finger. Zoya too did the same. Their relationship had a new name now. This was a new chapter in their lives. As their friends and family cheered for them, Asad and Zoya were lost in each other's eyes.