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Originally posted by: velvetrose

nice update

loved it

Originally posted by: ksen

wonderful update

loved it

waiting to see asya's married life

hope tanveer doesn't create problem

wish asya realize their feeling for each other

waiting for the next part

thanks for the pm

Originally posted by: ashiii333

unres at 2 and 11

lovely update yrrr

its so good

thnxx for pm

update soon

Originally posted by: suganti

nice chapter.

finally asya got married.

hope this tanveer won't bring any trouble in their life.

Originally posted by: ASYAaishu

truly love it...

last line was priceless... really like it..

plz continue soon...

Originally posted by: KeyaHira2

Loved the last line

❤️

Originally posted by: jas91

Brilliant updt I loved it👏

Wedding rasams were amazing 2 read

Billi made entry here also

yeh Asya se dur kyun nahi rehti😡

I m angry why Asad let her hug him😡😡

Originally posted by: anopama

Love the chapter very much

Until I got to tanveer scene oh god she is here too

But hopefully she can bring asya closer

But hope asad don't be a jacka** and believes everything she says and do

As I say don't know Hindi so don't understand those dialogue

Love asya scene the kheer feeding got her to her mehendi memory

Which I loved in the show

Aww the bangle selection asad totally clueless but he did choose her choice

He do think she have good taste

But what I love is when both r in the daze of each other and then is like y do I care

They do care and feel so much but fighting it

I can't wait to see love blossom for them

But hope the billi don't be a pain in the ass

Zoya already don't like her

Looking forward to read more

Continue soon

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Chapter 3

As everyone ate breakfast, Zoya's eyes kept drifting to Asad and Tanveer who were sitting across from her. Why did she care who he was eating food with? She didn't, Zoya confirmed to herself. But, he was her husband! But did this marriage mean anything to him? Trying hard to push her thoughts aside, her eyes shifted back to the food that was on her plate. She didn't even want to eat anymore. Rule number one of marriage: it makes you have no appetite, and maybe you starve to death, she noted. Tanveer was eating her breakfast and trying her best to keep Asad's attention on her. She was trying to remind him of their childhood days. Maybe that would make him realize what a big mistake he had done in the name of marriage. Unfortunately, the radiating beauty across the table kept stealing his attention. Asad didn't know why he kept stealing glances at her. What had happened? Why did his heart feel like she looked different today? Asad, focus on your breakfast! His mind yelled. Tanveer huffed. She has always dreamt of being Asad's wife and the khan household bahu. Since she was a kid, Tanveer had made sure she got into Dilshad's and Asad's good books. But, Zoya had shown up 2 months ago and ruined it all. Dilshad has chosen Zoya over her. Why? What did Zoya have that Asad agreed to marry her? Zoya had taken her place in the khan house. That place belonged to her, and she will make sure to get back what was hers. Zoya sighed as she took a sip of her juice. Allah miyan, what have you decided for me, she wondered. Her thoughts drifting to the first time she met her husband.

Zoya had reached Bhopal and waited for someone from the Khan household to pick her up at the airport. But, no one has showed up. Determined that she was, Zoya decided that she could reach Khan Villa on her own. She looked for a taxi but no luck; the taxis were on strike that day. "This is just great, I get here and everyone goes on strike," she muttered to herself. As she was walking through the street trying to find her way to khan villa, she was almost ambushed by a black SUV. The car had come out of nowhere and caught her by surprise. Her belongings splattered around the road and she spun around 360 degrees before falling to the ground. "Ouch!" she yelled as she saw her bleeding elbow. As she sat on the road, blowing on her wound, "are you ok?" someone asked. Zoya was startled for a second and turned. That is when she saw him. His caramel orbs looking down at her with concern. Zoya quickly wiped the tears that have trickled down on her cheeks. First, he hits her and then pretends to be worried. She stood up, "of course I am ok, aap toh bahut disappointed hogaye honge na?" Zoya screamed. "What?" he said puzzled. "Ha, aapne puri kosish ki thi keh main marjao but I am sorry to say you failed," she commented. "Beech raaste aap chal rahi thi," Asad pointed out. "Aapko gaadi chalane ki tameez nahi hai toh gaadi kyun chala the hai aap?" she said angrily. "Aapko sadak par chalne ki tameez nahi hai toh ghar par kyun nahi rehti aap?" he countered. "Aapko baat karne ki tameez nahi hai toh khamosh kyun nahi rehte aap?" she bellowed. "Aaj tak mujhse aise kisine nahi baat ki hai," he admitted, quite surprised. "Tabhi aap itne batameez hai," she told him. Asad stepped closer, "aap meri baat suniye...," he said. But, she didn't let him finish. Zoya quickly pulled out a small black bottle. "Door rahiye mujhse!" she ordered. "Aap jaante hai yeh kya hai? Pepper spray, agar aankho mein dalungi na toh paata chalega," Zoya threatened. "What nonsense?" Asad screamed. "Yeh nonsense nahi saach hai. Rakna padtha hai ladkiyon koh, khaas kar iss mulq mein kaha sabh log sirf goor the rehte hai. paata nahi kyun?" Zoya huffed as she sat on the ground to gather her belongings. "Main toh new York mein theek thi. lekin nahi, mujhe hi toh yaha aana tha woh bhi padne kehliye, I should have been crazy when I made the decision to come here," Zoya said to herself. "Agar ladkiya apni nazre neeche rakar chale toh unne ifazat ki zaroorat nahi padegi," he stated. "Accha? Iss country mein saari restrictions ladkiyo par hi kyun hai? aisa mat karo, yeh mat bolo, dress up mat karo, isse baat mat karo. Allah miyan, what's wrong with this country?" she said. "Yaha sharam ek ladki ka bahut baada gehna hai. Aur waise bhi agar aapko yeh country itni buri lagthi hai toh yaha aayi kyun hai aap?" Asad said frustrated. "Aap kya traffic police hai joh faisla karenge keh kyon kaha jayenge. Aur waise bhi yaha kuch kaam se aayi hoon, hote hi chali jaungi," she replied sarcastically. "Accha hai, bahut ehsaan karengi aap iss mulk par," he retorted. Before she could reply, he had walked away. "Batameez ladki!" Asad said to himself reaching his car. "Such a rude jerk, hope I never see him again in Bhopal," she said to his retreating back.

Zoya almost laughed. How nave was she to hope that she would never see him again. Only after few hours had seen found that out when she had ended up coming to his house as a guest. "Aree Zoya, kya hua?" Dilshad asked. "Kuch nahi Ammi...bas kuch yaad aagaya," she replied, her eyes on Asad. "Accha Asad, main sooch rahi thi keh tum dono kahi ghoom aao," Dilshad suggested. "What? Kyun Ammi?" Asad said confused. "Asad, tum bhi na. Tum dono ki kal hi shaadi huwi hai, mujhe toh lagtha hai keh tum aur Zoya bhi na Najma aur Imran keh saath honeymoon chale jao," Dilshad said excitedly. Asad looked at his mother shocked while Zoya started to choke on the liquid she was drinking. "Aree, samaal keh beta," Dilshad said, patting Zoya's back. "Ammi, mujhe bahut kaam hai. Main kahi nahi jasaktha," Asad told his mother. "Kaam toh hamesha hota hai Asad, nikkah toh zindagi bhi ek baar hi toh hota hai," Dilshad chided. "Ammi, already shaadi keh wajase maine office se bahut time off ley liya hai. I can't afford time anymore time off," Asad explained. "Lekin...," Dilshad was about to argue when Zoya intervened. "Ammi, rehne dijiye. Hum khabhi aur chale jayenge. Waise bhi, aapne hi toh kaha keh nikkah zindagi bhar ka rishta hai. Toh humare paas toh puri zindagi haina," she reasoned. "Please Ammi, abhi vacation ka idea jaane dijiye na," Zoya requested. Dilshad smiled, "theek hai, jaise tume dono chaho," she agreed. Asad was quite surprised how easily Zoya had convinced his mother. How did this girl do it? He wondered. Zoya was glad that Dilshad had agreed. She couldn't think of going on a honeymoon with Asad, the thought itself scared her.

Just then, the bell rang. "Main dekhti hoon," Zoya offered and left the table. Opening the door, her lips curved into a huge grin. "Ammi...Abu!" Zoya said happily as she pulled them into a hug. Seeing Zeenat and Anwar at the door, Dilshad and everyone left the table to invite them in. "Aree aayiye na, accha hai aabh log aagaye. Humare saath nashta kijiye," Dilshad said. "Nahi nahi Dilshad bi, nashta toh humne karliya tha. Woh bas Zoya ki yaad aarahi thi toh milne aagaye," Zeenat replied. Zoya smiled at her parents. As everyone took a seat on the sofa, "Aap dono nashta nahi toh at least morning tea toh humare saath pee sakthe hai," Zoya offered. "Nahi Zoya, tu yaha humare saath bait," Anwar said. "Bas doh minute Abu. Waise bhi Ammi mujhe kuch nahi karni dehti, at least chai toh main bana sakthi hoon," Zoya joked. "Accha, chalo main tumari madad karti hoon," Zeenat said and both the mother daughter went into the kitchen. As Zoya placed the pot of water to boil, she noticed that her mother was staring at her. "Kya hai Ammi, boliye?" she asked. "Kuch nahi, bas dekh rahi hoon keh meri beti kitni pyaari lagrahi hai," Zeenat said caressing Zoya's hair. "Ammi, aap bhi na. Main kal jaisi dikhti thi waise hi aaj bhi dikh rahi hoon," Zoya replied, putting some tea crystals into the water. "Farak hai! Tume nahi dikhta hai," Zeenat told her daughter. Zoya just shook her head. As she was about to turn to get some sugar, Zeenat stopped her. "Zoya, tum khush toh hona?" she asked concerned. "Khush ka toh paata nahi Ammi, lekin main theek hoon," Zoya said honestly. Zeenat knew that Zoya had been forced into this wedding. But, it was for her own good though she might not see it right now. Asad was the kind of guy who would support, love, and care for her daughter. He was a little serious and rooted who was someone who could balance her hyper and overdramatic daughter. But, she was afraid that Zoya might shut herself in a hole and never give this marriage a chance. "Zoya...," Zeenat was about explain when Zoya interjected. "Ammi please, main jaanti hoon keh mera nikkah hogaya hai. Aabh iss baare mein baat karkar saach badal nahi jayega. Toh sahi yehi hai keh main iss rishte koh nibhane ki kosish karo," Zoya said. Zeenat smiled. "That is great Zoya, mujhe yakeen hai keh tum aur Asad bahut khush rahoge," she said happily pulling Zoya in an embrace. "Will we?" Zoya thought unsure as she hugged her mother.

As the family were conversing in the living room and drinking tea, Zoya kept stealing glances at Asad. What she said to her mother was haunting her. She had very proudly announced to her mother that she will make this marriage work. What was she thinking? How the heck was that going to happen? She knew that Asad didn't like her. And she couldn't stand him either. Then, how was she going to impose herself on him? No, she couldn't do that. She has already being forced upon his life, shared his house, even become part of his family without his consent. Now, she wasn't going to become his wife until he accepted her. But what happens if that day never comes? Her heart constricted at that thought. She just has to wait for destiny to change, Zoya thought sadly. Though Asad was talking to Anwar, he was noticing the different emotions play out on Zoya's face. Something was bothering her that much he knew. But, what? Most importantly, why did he care? Of course, he didn't care, he was just being aware, his mind clarified. Yeah, that is what he was...aware! It was his duty that he was aware of her; after all she was his wife now. Soon, it was time for Zeenat and Anwar to leave. Zoya once again sadly hugged her parents and bid them good bye.

After they left, Asad asked Dilshad about Najma coming to visit. "Woh shayad aaj nahi aayegi, bol rahi thi keh kuch mehmaan hai toh Haseena bi ne rok liya hai," Dilshad told him. "Lekin woh thode dher toh aasakthi, main phone karta hoon," Asad said. He was missing his tamatar badly and wanted to see her. As he was about to pull his phone out, a hand on his elbow stopped him from doing so. Asad looked up to see Zoya. His eyes went from her hand to her face, back to her hold again. She immediately retrieved her hand, "woh actually, Najma busy hogi. I mean agar uske ghar mein mehmaan hai toh shayad Haseena bi accha na lage aapka phone karna. Hum kal usse lekar aayenge," Zoya explained timidly. "Toh woh meri behen hai, main usse jab chahiye tab phone karsaktha hoon," Asad told her. "Lekin...," Zoya was about to speak. "I don't need your permission," he said sternly. "Nahi Asad, Zoya theek keha rahi hai. aabh Najma ki shaadi ho chuki hai, we have to give her time to adjust to her new life," Dilshad said. "Fine," he replied, putting his phone away. "Yehi baat main bol rahi thi toh mujhe attitude deh rahe the," she mumbled. However, Asad who was standing next to her heard it. "Kuch kaha?" he asked. "Nahi...kuch nahi. Waise bhi main kuch bolti hoon toh aap sunte thodi na hai," Zoya mocked. Asad just shook his head and turned towards his mother. "Accha Ammi, aabh mujhe office chalna hai. Allah hafiz!" Asad said. "Theek hai. Par jaldi aana, yeh mat bhulna keh tumari biwi tumara intezaar karahi hai," Dilshad teased. Asad bobbled his head, went to his room to get his things, and left.

As the day progressed, almost all the relatives had also left and it was just Dilshad, Zoya, and Tanveer in the Khan villa. Dilshad was cooking dinner while Zoya and Tanveer were helping her. Zoya was slicing carrots but her mind was lost in thoughts. She couldn't seem to put away everything that has happened in the past 10 days, so much occurred in so little time. Zoya was scared to know what the future held for her. Dilshad just finished with the rice she was cooking. As she simmered it down and turned to get something from the fridge, she saw that Zoya was about to slice her finger. Dilshad rushed up to Zoya and pulled her away from the counter. Zoya was startled at the sudden movement. The knife fell to the floor as she looked at Dilshad confused. "Tumara haath khat jaata beta, kaha kohi huwi ho?" she asked concerned. "Oh," was all Zoya said, still in a daze. "Zoya, kya baat hai?" Dilshad asked as she lovingly placed her palm on Zoya's cheek. "Kuch nahi Ammi, bas aise hi kuch sooch rahi thi," she admitted. Dilshad smiled, "Asad keh baare mein?" she asked. Zoya couldn't answer that but her face turned crimson which made Dilshad chuckle. "Ammi, you should be helping me," Zoya said, getting mad at the lady in front of her. "Ok ok fine!" Dilshad replied. "Hmmm...kyun na tum Asad kehliye uss ka favorite butter chicken banao?" she suggested. "Par Ammi, mujhe toh theek basic cooking nahi aati toh main kaise butter chicken," Zoya said. "Ha khala, aur waise bhi Zoya itne dino se shaadi keh kaam karke takgayi hogi. Main kardeti ho," Tanveer offered, interrupting the two ladies. Zoya sulked. Of course, Mr. Khan's Tanu knew how to cook, great! "Nahi Tanveer, Zoya Asad ki biwi hai toh usse yeh sabh karna seekna hoga na," Dilshad said. Turning towards Zoya, "Tum tension mat lo, main hoon na! Main tume seeka dungi, it is very easy," she comforted. Zoya just smilled and nodded while Tanveer looked at the two ladies angrily.

That night when Asad returned from work, the smell of his favorite dish lingered in the air. Wow, Ammi was making butter chicken, he thought happily. He went to his room, took off his coat, and left his place striding towards the kitchen. He reached his destination and was about to enter the kitchen but something stopped him in his tracks. His beautiful wife was by the stove cooking while his mother hovered over her. Zoya looked different! Her hair was tied back in a loose bun, the dupatta of her anarkali tied on its side. Asad never imagined Zoya doing household chores like these, she just didn't seem that kind of a girl. His thoughts were disturbed when he heard someone calling out to him. It took Asad a few seconds to realize that someone was saying his name. He broke his trance and turned to three pair of eyes looking at him. Tanveer was so glad that Asad was here. She was tired of seeing the super sweet mother daughter duo cooking from the afternoon. "Aree Asad, tum aagaye. Chai ya kuch banao?" she sweetly offered. "Nahi Tanu, thanks!" Asad told her. Tanveer pursed her lips together, "yeh Asad koh itna duffer hona zaroori hai," she thought angrily. Asad turned towards his mother and wife, "aapne butter chicken banaya hai?" he asked expectedly. "Maine nahi Asad, tumari biwi ne banaya hai," Dilshad said as she took Zoya and made her stand in front of him. Zoya fumbled not knowing what to say. Asad too was surprised that Zoya had cooked, and that too his favorite dish. "Main change karke aata hoon, khana laaga dehna," he told her. Zoya looked at him confused, was he talking to her? He wanted her to set the table for him? Dilshad nudged Zoya telling her to say something. "Jee," was all she managed to reply. A little bit later, Zoya and Dilshad set the table and Asad joined them. "Ammi, aap baitiye, I will serve," Zoya suggested. Dilshad smiled proudly at her daughter-in-law and took a seat. Zoya started to serve everyone. She was anxious to serve Asad. Will he like this? Has he ever liked anything she has done? Zoya, you tried! Isn't that what matters, she thought. She waited for him to say something but he just kept eating. Seeing Zoya wait,"Asad, kuch bolo?" Dilshad urged. "Kya Ammi?" he asked. Dilshad looked at her son like he had grown two horns. She stared at the butter chicken then up at Zoya, and back at him again. "Oh, I am sorry," Asad realized. Turning to Zoya, "chicken bahut accha bana tha, thank you," he said. Her hazel orbs looked into his caramel eyes and she knew he was being honest. Her lips curved into a smile. This was the first time that he had ever appreciated something she had done. The best part, he had complimented her, and that too on her cooking. Tanveer fumed as the food seemed to be stuck in her throat. She started to choke. Asad and Zoya moved away and turned to check on Tanveer. Zoya realized that she forgot to get water, "main paani laati hoon," she said as she quickly went into the kitchen. Zoya returned a few moments later with the glass of water when she felt her feet sway. She tried hard to hold on but the glass slipped to the tile floor, splattering into pieces. Asad and Dilshad turned to see Zoya stumble. As she lost balance and fell back, Asad ran up to her. Zoya tried hard to keep her eyes open but all she saw was a flash of his face before collapsing in his arms.