ASYA FF: Ek Nikaah Aisa Bhi (THREAD 2) Chapter 38/page25 - Page 9

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HEY! Sorry it is taking a bit of time due to work. But I am currently working on the update. Hopefully will post the next update soon.

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Tired, battered and beaten guys. Had the worst weekend ever and this is all I could manage on Sunday! Hope you enjoy it! Do leave your feedback behind! MWAH!

Chapter 32

Zoya stretched her arms looking up into the bright sky, a smile adorned her face feeling Asad's arm wrap around her waist as they both breathed in the fresh air. They were back in India and they couldn't be any happier. No doubt their honeymoon was absolutely serene but they missed their family and their home.

"It's good to be home" Zoya whispered tilting her head back.

"Home" Asad repeated kissing her cheek. He led her towards the car and helped her sit inside before filling the boot with their suitcases. He shook his head looking at all the bags containing her shopping; Zoya gave him a smug look as he glanced up to meet her eyes. She smiled widely showing him her teeth, Asad chuckled.

"Good morning khaka" Asad shook his hand and hugged him. "Are you okay?"

"Good morning beta, I am good. Did you and beti have a good time?" Their driver smiled at them both. The elderly man was like a family member to them.

"We had a great time khaka!" Zoya squealed opening the car window. "Can we please go home?" She blinked her eyelashes. They both chuckled at her eagerness to get home.

"Let's go" Their driver brushed his hand over her head before getting inside the car. Asad joined Zoya's side with feelings of content. He has never felt so much peace and happiness all at once. Their journey to this moment has been breathtakingly beautiful and scary at the same time. He was upset that their dream honeymoon ended but he couldn't wait to start living the rest of forever with her. He glanced down at her leaning against his chest trying to catch up with Ayaan's pending messages. She paused for a moment and looked up at him with wide eyes. He motioned with his head but she went back to the phone without answering his question. His arm tightened around her as he familiarised himself with the scenery outside.

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Ayaan buried himself further into the sofa as he looked through his phone. Humeira hit his legs to force him to move them off the table. He ignored her and raised his eyebrow feeling confused reading the messages on the screen in front of him. Zoya had replied to his message. He sat up for a moment in deep thought whilst Humeira stared at him weird.

"What happened?" Humeira asked him not being able to bear his silence and his weird stillness any longer. Ayaan slowly turned his face towards her, Humeira's forehead creased in confusion.

"I think... well I think..."

"You think WHAT?" Najma snapped at him not being able to take his weird behaviour any longer. She was watching his drama from the other sofa all that while.

"I think Mona bhabie is back!" Ayaan jumped up. Dilshad paused whatever she was doing in the kitchen with wide eyes.

"WHAT?" They all looked back at Dilshad who came rushing towards them with excitement clearly written on her face.

"I think that is why Khaka hasn't come yet" Najma put her hand over her mouth. Everyone looked towards Ayaan to confirm their thoughts.

"She didn't say she's here" Ayaan started, everyone frowned. "But..." Their faces lightened up, "I think because she just replied to my messages... and bhaijaan would only let her do that if... if... if..." Everyone was startled hearing the doorbell ring. Humeira ran towards the door and pulled it open in the hope of finding her dear sister and brother in law on the other side. She was left disappointed finding Asim stand there with the happiest look on his face. He frowned seeing her face.

"OUCH! That is the most disappointed anyone has ever been seeing me." He walked past her hitting his fisted hand against his chest. Everyone shook their heads at his antics. Humeira leaned her head forward to see if anyone else was outside. "Okay, I came alone. Like I always do" His eyes ran over Najma playfully, "and what the hell is going on?" He pointed at their faces.

"We thought Asad and Zoya were back." Dilshad explained walking back into the kitchen. "Can someone please call them and find out what is going on? When are they coming back?"

"Okay, that explains the disappointment" Asim smiled thoughtfully.

"Sorry Asim, we didn't mean to react like that seeing you. We thought the love birds were arriving." Humeira sat back down on the sofa and picked up the plate she was working on.

"What do you want so early on?" Ayaan asked sitting back down and crossing his legs. Humeira slapped his arm, Ayaan rubbed the spot making a face at her.

"The same thing you're here to do" Asim's eyes went over Humeira making her look away in embarrassment. Ayaan fixed his collar with a smirk on his face.

"Sit your ass down bro!" Ayaan jumped up and grabbed him by the neck faking a fight.

"AMMIII!!!!!" Ayaan and Asim both fell back in shock hearing a shriek. Everyone's head shot towards the voice; most of them were taken aback finding Zoya running towards them with bags in her hands.

"Aapi"

"Bhabie!"

"Ammi!" Zoya ran past everyone and wrapped her arms around Dilshad in the kitchen.

"Zoya, be careful" Asad shouted from behind placing the suitcase near the door to stop his tornado prone wife from hurting herself. He grinned ear to ear watching their reunion in the kitchen with Dilshad in tears and showering his wife with kisses.

"My bacha" Dilshad cried cupping her face and tucking her hair behind her ears. "I missed you so much" She kissed her forehead. Zoya pressed her eyes and then kissed her cheeks.

"I missed you too Ammi" Zoya wrapped her arm around her mother and walked out of the kitchen to find 4 more people waiting in line to greet her, each with their own excitement showing on their faces. Asad shrugged his shoulders and walked back out to grab rest of their luggage as no one seemed bothered to see him home. He was so sure they both had left for their honeymoon, not Zoya alone.

"Aapi!" Humeira put her arms out towards her sister and hugged her tight. "So so good to have you back. Why didn't you tell us that you were coming today?"

"Because I wanted to surprise you obviously." Zoya teased her sister pulling out of the hug and pulling her cheeks.

"My turn" Najma pushed Humeira out of the way and embraced her sister in law with right. Humeira opened her mouth wide in shock.

"Oi you!" Humeira slapped her back. Najma and Zoya giggled moving side to side in union.

"Tamater. How are you?" Zoya kissed her cheek. "I missed you both dearly." She placed her hand on Humeira's cheek and pressed her eyes at both of them.

"Zoya, can I like get some sort of acknowledgement from you?" Asim crossed his arms like a stubborn child.

"Ofcourse my child. How are you?" Zoya walked over towards him and side hugged him.

"I missed you so much!" Asim whispered into her ears. Zoya looked up at him, she met his eyes momentarily. There was something she couldn't quite read in his eyes, but whatever it was, it was bothering him.

"What's up?" She asked him worriedly.

"Nothing" He smiled back at her. She nodded not feeling so sure. Ayaan grabbed her arm and pulled her away.

"Rabart, what are you doing?" She tried to get out of his grip on her arm as he almost lifted her away from everyone.

"I need you Mona bhabie" Ayaan wrapped his arm over shoulder and took her upstairs, against her will of course.

"Oi, what are you doing?" Najma questioned from behind.

"We shall be right back" Asad came inside the house to find them both going up. He looked at everyone else confused. And that is when everyone realised Asad was also here. He waved at them awkwardly giving his mother his salaams. They all laughed at his expressions before coming to greet him.

"I am fine. I had a great time. Thanks" Asad taunted playfully. Dilshad caressed his cheek.

"Come on, come eat" She pulled his arm. "Asim beta, take the entire luggage into their room please. Come on" Dilshad made him sit down.

"WHAT?!" Zoya punched Ayaan in the stomach, he grunted in pain moving away from her and staring at her; you dangerous woman. Zoya blew her fisted hand with a grin. "Ayaan, you still haven't proposed to her. WHAT ON EARTH WERE YOU WAITING FOR?"

"You" He replied meekly. Zoya stepped forward, Ayaan flew back defensively.

"I told you everything you had to do. Like clear fricking instructions, you are just like your brother except your brother is ROMANTIC AS SHIT and you - CLEARLY AREN'T!" Zoya shouted. They both looked towards the door hearing the door open.

"Err thanks?" Asad looked at them closing the door behind him. He walked over towards Zoya and crossed his arms. Zoya and Ayaan looked at each other before nodding.

"Ayaan and Humeira..." Zoya started.

"I know" Asad placed his hand on Ayaan's shoulder. "But I disagree with you Zoya, he isn't anything like me. He is better than me. He isn't emotionally challenged when it comes to expressing his feelings." Zoya gave him a look that said he shouldn't badmouth about her husband.

"You aren't emotionally challenged" Zoya placed her head on the side of his arm. "Anymore" She completed in a whisper. Ayaan smiled seeing the two together, at peace finally. He wanted and prayed for what they had, and the bond they shared. He has never come across two people who are as devoted to each other as these two, and their love. Their love is unconditional and unconventional. As much as Zoya and Asad prayed that no one goes through what they have gone through to be with each other, they never thought their love would attract others to look up to them as ideal. Their love was anything but ideal.

"Jeeju" Humeira entered to find the three of them in deep conversation. "Sorry, I'll come back later."

"Wait, what's up?" Zoya asked. Humeira waved some papers in her hand.

"Need jeeju" She smiled at Asad. "Don't give me that look jeeju, you signed up for this when you married my sister." Zoya laughed seeing Asad's face.

"It's fine. I'll help you. You two catch up" Zoya stepped towards Ayaan but he jumped back.

"You dangerous woman!" Ayaan accused her holding the edge of the sofa for dear life. Asad stared at him with stern eyes. "What, why are you looking at me like that? Just ask her, she punched me" He rubbed his stomach.

"WHAT?! He was an idiot. I will catch up with you later" She fisted her hands towards Ayaan again.

"Zoya!" Asad scolded. Zoya twisted her mouth and walked off with her sister flicking her hair back.

"Drama queen!" Asad shook his head.

"Tell me about it" Ayaan came out of his hiding. "Okay, sorry boss. GOSHHH! You two are just... adorable" He clapped his hand, his voice overflowing with sarcasm.

"Don't be jealous Ayaan. Come on, let me show you how to... be like me" Asad snaked his arm around his neck.

"Bhaijaan, you're killing me" Ayaan choked pulling at his arm.

"Exactly." Asad let go and sat down on the sofa. Ayaan regained his composure and stared at him in disbelief.

"Mona bhabs left you here to help me, not kill me." Ayaan rubbed his neck. Husband and wife will kill him today.

"That is how I felt when I didn't confess to Zoya and ask her to marry me. I let everything build up inside me up to the point where I felt like I was suffocating." Asad started looking busy on his phone. Ayaan got on his knees and held his hand.

"Bhaijaan, you are a genius. Thank you for trying to kill me" He kissed his hand before letting go instantly seeing Asad's eyes. "Sorry bhaijaan, sorry..." He started rubbing the spot he kissed. Asad shook his head and got up.

"You crazy crazy idiot" Asad hugged him laughing, Ayaan chuckled holding his big brother tight.

"Missed you bhaijaan."

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Everyone surrounded around the table for dinner in deep conversation. Zoya excitedly described her emotions when they arrived on the island and their stay at the bungalow. Everyone was in awe of her descriptions, Asad watched his bride, yes his newlywed bride, admiring the smile on her face. The glow on her face always brought their home to life. Her ability to make people laugh always amazed him. His eyes ran over everyone's happy faces as they all sat together to eat after a long while. Zoya met his calm eyes and played her eyebrows at him. Asad chuckled at her gesture to make him smile. She nodded towards their mother; Asad followed her eyes towards Dilshad who was literally jumping with joy.

"Ammi..." Zoya started biting into her sandwich.

"Yes beta." Dilshad paused to look up at her. Asad eyed her to ask what it was, but she just shrugged it off. He looked over at Ayaan who looked like he was going to have a heart attack trying to get Zoya's attention. He realised what this was about. Zoya was so unpredictably predictable.

"I was wondering..." She smirked at Asad, "I was thinking we should look for a groom for Humeira." Zoya paused. She was meant to say a bride for Ayaan but then she realised Ayaan's mother would want to make that decision, not Dilshad. Even though everything was okay between everyone, she still had a feeling that if she didn't go about this the correct way, then things could go wrong. Zoya looked up to find everyone's gaze on her, she creased her forehead finding Najma's gaze on Asim. Zoya grumbled realising what was happening; you kids. She had two couples to set up now. Perks of being a sister in law. She looked over at Asim. Perks of being Asad's wife she corrected herself seeing Asim's worried expressions.

"I agree beta. Do you have anyone in mind?" Dilshad asked thoughtfully. She smiled at Humeira who has turned tomato red in embarrassment. She was about to get up but Zoya held her hand to stop her from going anywhere.

"Yes." Zoya beamed, "I have a few" She felt Humeira tense and Ayaan cough on his food. She pressed Humeira's hand and looked over at Ayaan to give it a rest. He stared at her helplessly.

"Zoya, you have a few?" Asad questioned in disbelief. He had no idea what she was playing at. He could clearly see Humeira and Ayaan about to burst into tears. He glanced over at a quiet Najma beside him who also seemed upset. "Zoya quit it. Ammi, I think we should get Ayaan and Humeira married. They love each other!" Asad told his mother not being able to take it any longer. Zoya grunted loudly.

"ASAD!" Zoya scolded, "What on earth..." She pressed her forehead, Asad will never change. He shrugged his shoulders taking her glares.

"What?" Dilshad reacted. "Humeira and Ayaan?" She smiled shocked. She got up from her seat and walked over towards Humeira cupping her face. Humeira looked down feeling shy of everyone's gazes. "Will you marry our Ayaan?"

"Don't be shy now Humeira, your jeeju has announced everything anyway. Just say yes" Zoya grumbled leaning against her hand. Humeira slowly lifted her eyes and glanced over at Ayaan who had covered his face in embarrassment. Did he want to marry her? She questioned. Humeira jumped out of her seat and ran to her room leaving Dilshad chuckling. Zoya raised her eyebrow before glancing at Ayaan who had his face covered. Zoya shook her head realising why her sister ran. She hit her forehead.

What? Asad shrugged his shoulders taking daggers from his wife.

Why did you do that? She questioned.

Because everyone was not happy with your stupid jokes. He answered her question.

I would have done it my way. She told him.

I handled it for you.

"So this is how you handle it?" Zoya snapped having enough of this eye to eye conversation. Everyone looked over towards Zoya jumping out of her seat. Dilshad placed her hand on her shoulder to calm her down.

"It's fine. She was just shy. Don't worry" Dilshad soothed Zoya's temper. Zoya nodded before asking Najma to come with her. She breathed out and looked back at Asad. She pressed her eyes at him knowing he just wanted to help them out. But, Asad didn't know that Humeira had grown insecure about everything around her. She always needed assurance for everything. Hence the reason Zoya wanted to this a different way.

Zoya knocked on her sister's door before entering her room with Najma. They both watched as she sat on the window ledge staring out of the window. Zoya walked up to her and placed her hand on her shoulder staring out into the distant. Humeira placed her hand on top of her sister's.

"Do you love him?" Zoya asked softly. Najma watched from the bed, her own insecurities eating inside of her.

"Yes" Whispered Humeira.

"Then, what's wrong?" Zoya pressed her shoulder. Humeira remained silent staring at the tree in front of her. "You want to know if he wants to marry you?" Humeira jumped off the ledge and wrapped her hands around Zoya about to burst into tears. Zoya was taken aback at first but managed to stay put.
"Heyyy, shhh" Zoya rubbed her back. "Everything will be fine. He loves you." Humeira pulled back and blinked at her with misty eyes. Zoya nodded at her cupping her face brushing away her tears. "He really does."

"Ayaan, you're either doing this tonight or never" Asad warned Ayaan as he paced from one side of the room to another. Ayaan stared from the bed. "Do you understand me?" Asad faced him. Ayaan nodded.

"How?"

"WHAT?" Asad barked. "You don't know how?" He pressed his temples in frustration. He took a deep breath and devised a plan. This was Zoya's department, he needed a break already. "I will let you know once I discuss it with Zoya, but get everything else ready. And I swear Ayaan, if you make her cry. I will not spare you."

"Geeez. Bhaijaan, you're playing Humeira's jeeju when your brother needs you." Ayaan got up ruffling his hair. "It's fine. Times have changed."

"Ayaan"

"I'm going. 8 O'Clock? Mona bhabie will have to call me with the rest of the details since you're not my brother anymore." Ayaan taunted. "Jodhu ka ghulam!"

"AYAAN!" Asad scolded but Ayaan ran off before he could catch him.

"Ayaan!" Asim ran behind him. "Wait, yaar. Don't make me run."

"What's up? I gotta go" Ayaan rushed back towards Asim.

"Okay, me and tamater will bring her. But Zoya hasn't told me where. Where do you want me to bring her? I have the excuse sorted."

"She didn't tell you where?" Ayaan pressed his forehead.

"Nope. You have to impress her sister." Asim tried to contain his laughter.

"HA HA HA! Laugh away." Ayaan spoke annoyed. "Everyone is playing Humeira's jeeju or sister today. No one is bothered about me" He faked a cry.

"You know what. I care about you. Good luck!" Asim placed a card inside his pocket and hugged him.

"What is this?" Ayaan removed the card.

"A little help from your buddy!" Asim winked walking back into the house. Ayaan took a deep breath and stared up at the house. He didn't understand why Humeira walked off the table and why Zoya was so annoyed. He was really nervous about proposing to Humeira, would she accept his proposal? Would she want to marry an idiot like him?
"Well to find out, you have to ask her first. Right, good luck Ayaan miyan." Ayaan ran towards the car and drove off in a hurry. To be honest with himself, he had no freaking idea what on earth was happening and what he was supposed to do. All he knew was that, he wanted to marry Humeira.

"Humeira. It will be fine. Just have fun okay? You haven't gone out in a long long while. Najma is really looking forward to this. Both of you please enjoy yourselves." Zoya comforted her sister fixing her curls before kissing her forehead. "You look beautiful."

"Thank you. Nothing compared to you." Humeira smiled. Zoya tapped her head jokingly.

"Ahem, why is there a car outside? And where is this pretty lady going?" Asad questioned entering the room. Zoya and Humeira turned around with a smile on their faces. Humeira mouthed a thank you to Asad.

"Pretty ladies" Najma corrected entering the room dressed in a soft pink gown.

"Najma, these are your friends. Are you sure I should be coming with you?" Humeira asked unsure. She grabbed her purse and looked back at her.

"Yes you should be. This party is for all of us." Najma smiled.

"Okay girls. Come on, Asim is waiting for you outside. Have fun" Zoya pushed the girls out of the room as Asad watched praying that his brother doesn't mess this up otherwise Zoya will rip his head off. Zoya grabbed Najma's arm and whispered something into her ears watching Humeira get inside of the car. Najma nodded before rushing towards the car. Zoya waved from the doorstep watching Asim drive off. She met his eyes momentarily, something scratched inside of her. There was something definitely up with that boy and she didn't know what. She wanted to talk to him but it has been crazy since they have got home. She felt exhausted and just wanted to crawl into bed.

She closed the door and looked back to find Asad leaning against their bedroom door watching her. She glanced over at Dilshad wrapped up on the sofa talking to her friend on the phone while the TV played in the background. Her eyes went back onto her beloved, he hadn't moved an inch. She walked towards their bedroom, Asad took a step back. Zoya stepped inside the room wondering what was going on in his mind. Asad closed the door behind her before turning her around and embracing her. Zoya breathed out clutching onto his shirt and closing her eyes. She found peace hearing his heartbeat matching her own. She loved how she could hear his heartbeat every time he held her against him. He placed a kiss on top of her head holding her tightly against him knowing that's where she felt comforted the most; in his arms. They didn't realise they would get this busy on the day they got back. They didn't realise how much their family actually needed them and for that, they were thankful.

"I love you" Zoya whispered against his chest.

"I love you too" Asad sighed. Zoya tilted her head back, Asad kissed her nose.

"Let's get ready for another wedding." Zoya laughed.

"More shopping for you" Asad rolled his eyes. "With everything happening today, you haven't distributed your shopping to everyone" Zoya followed his eyes towards the corner of the room filled with all the luggage from their honeymoon. Zoya shook her head.

"I don't have an ounce of strength left in me to touch that today. Can we like eat with Ammi and go to bed? We will deal with the aftermath of tonight's happenings tomorrow." Zoya closed her eyes. Asad's hand tightened around her waist, he lifted his other hand to caress her face. His thumb brushed over her eyes before planting kisses on top of each one. Zoya smiled not wanting to open her eyes.

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"You like this, don't you princess?" He turned around and watched her still body. Her eyes still evidence of her being alive. He held back his tears as images of her mischievous past self flashed before his eyes. He looked at the colourful toy windmills set up around her, the wind blowing each one making it spin in a frenzy. Her laughter echoed back into his ears, her shouting and calling her brother to come watch her dance around the windmills. He never understood her fascination for them until today as the spinning colours glistened in his eyes. She always mentioned that life was like a windmill. The greater the force of the wind, the better a windmill functions. The greater problems we are faced with in life, the better we become as a person.

He walked around her wheelchair and held the handles tightly before looking around the garden. He closed his eyes momentarily allowing the wind to caress them both and comfort them. She loved doing this.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" He smiled without opening his eyes.

"Zaheer" Someone shouted from behind. Zaheer's eyes opened instantly before turning around furiously. "Sorry sir, he said he has some urgent news for you" The elderly man waved the phone in his hand. Zaheer walked towards him and took the phone off him.

"Take her inside please" Zaheer told the man. The butler nodded and pushed the wheelchair inside.

"Sorry to disturb you sir. I think I have found her. I have pictures off her taken in Milan, yesterday. I have faxed you them. I have reports that she is back in India. I got the CCTV footage from the airport, I will send you the stills as soon as I get off the phone. I just need your confirmation that it is her." The guy on the phone explained. Zaheer ran up to the house and rushed towards his study room. He grabbed the papers from the printer and stared at it.

"This is HER!" Zaheer panted. "This is definitely her. Thank you!" He threw the phone on his desk as he sat down without taking his eyes off the picture. "Zoya Farooqui." He whispered. "It won't be good for you if you get in my way this time..."

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Zoya yawned walking out of the bedroom, Asad followed behind her. They both stopped finding a happy Humeira humming away as she set up the table for breakfast. They looked at each other knowingly. Asad kissed the side of her forehead.

"Your plan worked" Asad said proudly. Zoya pushed him away wiping the spot he kissed to see if anyone saw them.

"Asad, I can see that. And stop it" She made eyes at him.

"Stop what?" He shrugged his shoulders and walked off towards the table.

"Good morning" Asad pinched Humeira's nose.

"Good morning jeeju!" Humeira grinned at him. "Here is your coffee. I know aapi wanted to make breakfast today but thought she should rest. You both only just got back" She rushed into the kitchen and turned the cooker off.

"Aww thank you, so thoughtful of you" Zoya hugged her from the back. Humeira turned around and embraced her sister. "Okay then, what is this?" Zoya played her eyebrows at Asad as she rubbed her sister's back.

"Ayaan proposed." Humeira whispered into her ears before pulling back and blushing. Zoya pulled her cheeks teasingly.

"I know and I'm guessing you said yes?" Zoya raised her eyebrow. Humeira nodded in a yes.

"So you really want to marry my idiotic brother?" Asad's serious voice came from the back.

"Asad" Zoya chided. Humeira firmly nodded at her brother in law.

"Good." Asad sat down on his chair. Zoya blinked at him as he sipped his coffee and got busy with the newspaper.

"Asad?!" Zoya scolded. He looked up at her as if he didn't know what she wanted.

"What?" He asked blankly.

"What do you mean what?" She motioned her hands towards Humeira. "She wants to marry your idiotic brother. She just confirmed it. Can you like say something?"

"What am I supposed to say, they agreed to get married." Asad stated the facts. Zoya hit her forehead in frustration. Asad's lip twitched as he tried to stop himself from smiling. Humeira burst out laughing.

"Naughty jeeju" She sat down next to him. Zoya watched them both talk with their eyes.

"We will go over tomorrow with your proposal" Asad told her biting into his sandwich and winking at Zoya.

"Why are you like this?" Zoya pretended to strangle him from the back while Asad pretended to choke. He held her hand and laughed.

"Because you react like this." Asad smiled.

"You two are so cute!" Humeira admired both of them. Asad and Zoya looked up at her comment. Zoya straightened up instantly and sat down to eat breakfast still eyeing Asad.

"Where's Ammi?" Asad asked, Zoya nodded at his question.

"She has gone shopping" Humeira replied serving Zoya and then Asad.

"This early? Where's tamater?" Zoya looked up at the stairs.

"I think she is going to Nazmin Khala's house afterwards. I am not sure, she didn't say anything else. And tamater is still sleeping. She got back quite late yesterday." Humeira tried to make it sound casual. Asad continued to read the newspaper but Zoya caught her eyes. Humeira mouthed something to her but Zoya didn't quite understand.

"Asad, I'm going to go see Aapi and Jeeju. You're coming in the evening right?" Zoya looked over at Asad who was intrigued by the newspaper. "Asad" Zoya grabbed the paper and waited for him to answer.

"What sorry?" Asad didn't realise Zoya was talking to him.

"You're coming in the evening right?" Zoya repeated again, Asad narrowed his brows in confusion. "Aapi and Jeeju" She hit his arm realising he wasn't listening to her.

"Yeah, I'll come straight from the office. Apologise on my behalf. Give my love to them." Asad got up and folded the newspaper. He went to his room to grab his waistcoat and his laptop.

"What's happening with Asim and Najma?" Zoya asked her sister quickly.

"Long story aapi" Humeira's eyes cautiously went over Zoya's room. "They are in love." Zoya's eyes widened with excitement but Humeira's eyes said something else.

"What's wrong, that is a good thing though?"

"They are scared of jeeju." Humeira explained. "And Asim is behaving differently for the last 2 days, I don't know what is wrong with him."

"How different?" Zoya questioned.

"I don't know aapi, but you have to do something." Humeira begged her sister because she was the only person that could sort everything out. They both went silent hearing Asad come back out of the room.

"I'll see you later" Asad kissed Zoya's forehead, his hand caressed her cheek.

"Bye, have a good day" Zoya placed her hand over his and dreamily stared into his love filled eyes. Humeira aww'd in the background. Asad smirked getting back up, Zoya blushed under his gaze. He turned towards Humeira and brushed his hand over her head.
"Congratulations, my idiot brother at least got the right ring for you" Asad joked blessing her. "I will sort everything out tomorrow, your jeeju promises you." He pressed his eyes at her.

"Thank you!" She whispered with teary eyes. Asad poked her cheek.

"I will see you both pretty ladies later." Asad rushed out of the house holding his laptop under his arm, his other hand crazily searching for the car keys in his pocket. Zoya's eyes went over the keys on the table, she grabbed it and ran behind him.

"Asad" She called behind him, Asad turned around hearing her call. She swung the keys on her finger, Asad breathed out a sigh.

"Thank you" He grabbed them as she threw them towards him. He kissed her forehead. "I'm running late."

"Marriage has ruined your habits" She teased behind him. Asad got inside the car and put the windows down.

"I am willing to ruin every habit if it means I get to love you for a bit longer every morning" Asad winked at her. Zoya shook her head at her romantic husband who was running late but still had the time to sweet talk with her.

"Don't miss me too much because I'm going to miss you a hell of a lot today" Zoya reached in and kissed his cheek. "See you later" She smiled watching him reverse out of the garden reluctantly. She waved at him before turning around to go inside. She paused noticing someone's car outside of her house. She swore she seen something flash at her. She walked towards the end of the garden and watched it drive away. She looked into the distant but the only thing she could see was the back of Asad's car. She took out her vibrating phone from her pocket.

"Heyy Zoe, you okay?" Asim greeted her on the other side of the line.

"Hey, I'm good. How are you?" Zoya walked towards the house. She looked up to find Najma coming down the stairs and freezing halfway catching her on the phone. Zoya followed her eyes to her phone.

"I need to talk to you." Asim told her.

"I know" Zoya said softly without removing her eyes off a nervous Najma. "But firstly, tell me what is bothering you."

"Nothing, honestly I..." Asim trailed off.

"Unless I am sure, I cannot convince anyone else. You know that" Zoya walked towards her room signalling Humeira to get ready. Najma came down the stairs and busied herself in the kitchen.

"I know Zoe. But, you know me."

"I know that is why I am asking you. Is this about your Ammi?" Zoya stood in front of the mirror and picked up the hair brush.

"No, Zareen is bothering me." Zoya dropped the hair brush. Asim sighed heavily on the other side.

XOXO

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