New Asya SS: Heart to the test, Chap7, 28-8-16 - Page 13

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Hello dear readers, such a long time, I know and I am really sorry, but here I am with 2 chapters, be prepare both of them are emotional ( chap 4 more). Here it goes, lost somewhere was on going 🤗 love u all

Chap 4

-No, no, I can't do it, I can't do this to her, he pressed with all his strength on the brake but the car didn't slow, his body went rigid as he approached the rift dangerously. He pressed even more on the stick until it almost distorted under his body. The two front tires almost caressed the falling rift and it started to pull down slowly. The back tires cringed loudly, fighting with opposite force releasing white smoke. His heart beat even faster than he can bare as he was taken with the car. Totally helpless, he realized the biggest mistake of his life. PLEASE ALLAH GIVE ME A CHANCE, PLEASE, ONE LAST CHANCE...He closed his eyes, and his words went to her.

-Forgive me Zoya

Zoya stopped to breath since she received Ahsan's call, her husband took the car and he was missing since that moment. All the memories of this morning came to her mind, she thought he would change, she thought they crossed the hardest part of the test, but here another one crossed her road. She didn't want to think why he did this, why he took the car in his state, why he decided to do crazy thing? She only needed to know that he was fine and she will deal with him later. She didn't let the driver taking her home, she drove herself and didn't know how she reached home without having accident. Her tears didn't leave her eyes, cursing him, and praying for his safety in the same time. She was losing her mind, losing herself in crazy though. She found herself going back to the day the hospital called her for his accident. The emptiness was the same.

-Asad Ahmed Khan you have to be fine or else I will kill you, I swear, I swear with the love that God has put inside of me for you, I swear... You promise to fight for me, you promise, you can't do this to me, you can't Asad, please Allah keeping him safe, keep him safe, I can't go through this loss, I can't, I can't, I can't, she sobbed shaking from head to toe.

Her car came to a halt making the tires whistled to their rupture, she didn't take the time to cut the contact, she felt herself pulling away with force that only her fears was the motor. She found herself to be welcomed with unpleased journalists camping in front of her door bombarding her with loud questions.

-Mrs Khan, did you husband leave the house?/How can you let a handicap person without care?/Did he suicide?/ Did you decide to leave him now that you are famous?/Are you having an extra marital affair with your co-actors?/Did you push your husband to kill himself?/Did you kill him?

The flashes of camera and the obscene questions around her felt like a hundred of swords on her skin, making her hissed. How can they accuse her with such disgusting crimes? Asad is all her life, she didn't need this now and who called them? Who made publicity for this? She kept ignoring and found a passage through them pushing them way from her, all she needed to know is where is Asad now? She finally entered to find the police and Ahsan sitting on the edge of sofa with ice on his neck. He was interrogated by one policeman.

-Mrs Khan? One man blocked her path

-Yes?

-I am the inspector, I need to...

-Where is my husband, inspector? She asked worried

-Mrs Khan, before I need you to answer to some questions

-Where is my husband? She asked again but this time, she showed anger

-Mrs Khan, we are trying to figure out

-trying? Just trying? Are you kidding me? She rubbed her forehead to calm herself from breaking something on his head, he can't WALK, he is on a wheelchair, how could you not find it till now? He can't go very far from here. What your men are doing for the love of God?

-Mrs Khan, I understand how worried you can be, but we are trying our best to find.

-Give-me-better-than-your-best, inspector. I want my husband BACK before the night.

-Mrs Khan, I wanted to know if everything was fine between you and your husband?

-of course yes, like every couple we have our time but we love each other deeply. Again this accusation, she though.

-Mrs Khan, I want to know if your husband was under pressure or depressed?

-What do you mean? Depressed?

-if he was facing hard time, if he tried to end up his life?

-Asad? How dare you? My husband was maybe bit sad, but he will never, never leave me or make what you mention.

-Ok, do you recognize this hand writing? He gave her a plastic bag containing a small piece of paper. She read it and her eyes went wide with every words.

-what is this? Her heart constricted and her mind didn't dare to explain what it was

-was it your husband's writing?

-It can be but...Why was he going to write this? To me? Her hand holding his letter started to shake.

-Mrs Khan, we can't conclude but your husband took a car and he drove it, maybe to...

-NO, he can't, he can't do this, he was fine this morning, he was fine, he said he will wait for me to come home, we fix everything, we were fine, he was fine, he was fine, he didn't, no, no, he didn't do this to me, no, no, she couldn't believe and refused just to imagine it, she shook her head frantically and her feet stammered their steps.

She looked here and there, the room started to spin around her, her breath trapped somewhere in her throat made her suffocated. She ran to Ahsan, he was the one who was going to tell her everything, she needed answers, Asad didn't leave just some words, he didn't just resume his love in a piece of paper without explanation.

-Ahsan, Ahsan, where is Asad? Please tell me? Please, she begged him shaking him from his collar, she didn't know what she was doing, all matter was to look for answers. She wasn't anymore here with them, a part of her was agonizing minutes after minutes. The image of their talks the morning came to her mind and she tried to find something that she missed, any indication that lead to the unbelievable. She also ignored the inspector who tried to talk to her, she has no time to answer to more questions, she wanted her husband now and wanted him safe.

-Mrs Khan, the inspector interrupted her

-Listen you, she glared at him her eyes filled with tears, if what you are going to say is about my husband and where is he, I will listen to you or else, KEEP MUTE and please, throw out all this journalists OUT OF MY HOUSE. AHSAN TALK FOR A GOD SAKE

-Mrs Khan, I am sorry, I...

-Tell me what happened to Asad, please

-Mrs Khan, when you left, Mr Khan went to his office, he said he wanted to write but after an hour, he called me and asked me to pour him a cup of whiskey. Zoya closed her eyes painfully, he drinks again, and Ahsan continued to narrate. So I did as he asked me and he invited me to join him but I didn't drink, I never drink. I found him strange, he was nice with me and then at one moment, he asked me to give him another cup but when I was about to take it from him, the cup fell on the ground, so I bent down to take it when I felt a sharp pain on my neck and I lose conscious. He hit me with the vase. He pointed to his bleeding neck and to the piece of glass on the carpet. So when I woke up, I looked for him and I didn't find him. I searched for him and I only found the front door opened and the garage too, with the car missing. That's when I called you and I called the police. I'm sorry Mrs Khan, I am so sorry.

Zoya was even more confused than before, what did he happen to him to decide to take the car and to drive in his state? How did he manage to drive in his state? But why? And why did he write this to her? Nothing made sense to her. She ran to his office and looked for something that will tell her, how was his state before he left. She pressed on the space bar of the computer to switch on. The screen which was dark turned to display a picture of her and Karan, it was his Instagram page. It was the picture that he took with her this morning, and his comment was : with the most amazing co-star and woman in the world. She tried to understand how this picture could trigger all this mess in her husband. He felt maybe insecure with her proximity with Karan, he may be felt himself less than Karan as man, he maybe...She didn't know, she slid her fingers into her hair, she was going crazy. Nothing made any sense, she loved him and never stopped to tell him and to show him, then what happened to him so suddenly?

-Mrs Khan, she heard the inspector's voice, she turned to face him full of hope but it crashed quickly when she saw his hard features.

-No, don't say it, she shook her head, she felt something bad to come, don't...

-We find the car, Mrs Khan,

-No, Asad, her back fell on his desk

-We found the trace of the car in the ravine, nothing remains from the car, I am sorry Mrs Khan

-No, her heart stopped to beat and her chest twisted to pain. His name from her mouth made echo in the house before everything went dark for her. The piece of paper laid beside her.

I am sorry Zoya, please forgive me, forget me and live your life, Asad.

Her eyelids moved slowly, lazily trying to see the hope through her darkness. They opened and closed try to adjust at the vision. She was laying in her room. The silence was unbearable around her making her chest constricted, she took a deep breath when she realized that she was still alive, God didn't take her away. It has been 7 months now, 7 long months that Asad was declared dead. Long months praying to be taken away from this pain, to be released from being alone without him. She sat on the bed, her shoulders curved with all the agony that she will have to carry today again. Another agonizing day to go through memories.

She slid her body in the bath, letting the water covered her naked flesh. She posed here back against the cold material, her eyes lost in his memories. Mechanically her hands created waves of the surface, enjoying the sound of the water.

-Come on Asad let me take my shower first, please, she screamed at him stopping him from entering in the bathroom

-Zoya please, I need to take too, why don't you want to share it with me?

-Because I know you, you will not keep your hands away from me and I will run late because of you, she pushed the door on him but he blocked with his foot

-This is not true, Zoya, he pushed toward her

-Of course it is, she pushed his head away

-Can you tell me how many times it happened?

-ALL-THE-TIME

-Then let it another time, he pushed the door brusquely and took her in his arms, I won't let you down baby, don't fight, you will never ever take your bath or shower without me, for the rest of your life.

She chuckled sadly, her tears fall in the water one by one drawing continuous circle of the surface. Her hand on her chest, all those sweet memories burnt her flesh, her sweet bitter memories were piercing her heart so deeply that she could feel it cracking in piece with every image of him. She couldn't bear this pain anymore, she wished she could close her eyes and stopped everything. She just wanted to close her eyes for a second, maybe everything will stop, maybe. She just asked for mercy...

Zoya, she heard a strangled call, Zoyaaa, no

She tried to blink her eyes but she couldn't, the water was burning hers. She looked here and there and found herself in depth of dark water, nothing can be seen clearly, only a weak light came from far making it less suffocated. She tried to find the surface, she swims here and there but she didn't find how to go out from this trap. She tried to scream but only bubbles released from her mouth, in panic, she kept calling for help, but she was all alone. Suddenly, she felt a hand on her wrist, she snapped in horror to find Asad pulling her up where the light started to be brighter the more he pushed her up. Suddenly, he left her hand and she looked down at him, drifting in the depth of the darkness. She tried to reach his hands but she couldn't move.

-Asad, she shouted but it only sounded loud in her head, no voice was heard in the water.

He looked at her, his hand lifted to touch her but he kept drifting down, down.

-help me, she heard him clearly, no matter the water that was between them.

She jerked out from her bath, trying to catch her breath. She coughed and spat water from her nose and mouth. She must have slept and fell in the water. Again this dream, she held her head between her knees, her chest was still moving up and down suffocating from the lack of air and the pressure of this dream. She failed to save him, she failed with her love, failed and let him dive into the depth of his pain, and now, it was her turn to go through it.

Zoya carried her broken soul and body to her room, and brushed her wet hair, looking absentmindedly at her reflection.

Baby, and she hummed lost in her memory, the image of her husband appeared in the mirror, she smiled sadly. Which one for today? He stood behind her, wearing only his towel and holding two shirts in each of his arms, one black and the other was blue. She pursed her lips, his image seemed so real to her. ZOYA!!! Which one? He shook both of the top.

She still could recall what she answered to him that day, her sad tone mingled with her naughty tone that day.

-The middle one, she brushed her hair and held his gaze

-The middle one? He asked confused and looked at himself, he rolled his eyes, Zoya Asad Ahmed Khan you are really naughty.

-What??? You ask me which one, I just replied what I like to see you in most, top-less, she stretched the S

-Mmh, ok, he threw both of the shirt on the bed, I guess I'll wear my wife's choice, do you think it will suit for the shooting today? With the models? He asked innocently and her face fell Suddenly, her game turned to be a torture for her.

-You have shooting today?

-Oh forget to tell you, yes, I have shooting with some models, you know...Routine, he shuddered his shoulders nonchalantly.

-you know what? I change my mind take the blue.

-No, I don't think the blue will suit me that much, you are right I will be more at my advantage top-lesss, he mimicked her touching his body.

-I told you, take the blue one, the topless is only for me.

-Selfish Mrs Khan you should share with other, he teased.

-Oh! Like that? ok, she stood up, two can play, you know that I have ad shouting today and I was thinking, she stretched her arms, to go like this, she removed her top and stood seductively in her brat. What do you think? Her top fell carelessly on the floor and defiance in her eyes.

-Oh I see, there is kind of battle between the best topless between us. He slapped his pectoral in threat.

-you wanna fight love? She removed one strap of her brat and let it down carelessly, he growled and came closer. His fingers traced the line of her shoulder to get down to her arm.

-I can't fight, I am bending down in front of you, my queen

-So! She asked satisfied, what are you going to wear today?

-the black one, I love black

-and I love to see you in black Mister Khan, he chuckled and bent down to kiss her when she stepped back stopping him, important point for you to never forget, she grabbed his butt and pushed him harshly into her front, this is only mine, she looked at him from head to toe. He smirked at her, he loved when she acted like a possessive wife, she made him feel horny.

-and this...He held her by her waist and lifted her, her arms went around his neck and her legs clasped firmly around his waist, is also only MINE.

-Really? She asked teasingly, asking with her eyes to love her now.

-I will show you right now. He took her and posed her on the bed.

Zoya could hear her laugh when he started teasing her neck and the caress of his lips was still burning her skin, she didn't forget anything. It was the beginning of their marriage, they were so fusional, they were only one, but today, she was half-life without him. The lack of him only intensified the pain that he wrote for her since he decided to leave her. She opened her eyes and some tears ran against her wish. This house hold so many good memories of them, so much laugh, so much love, so much...She froze when her eyes fell on his wheelchair. This house held also some deep broken memories. She approached the chair, looking sadly at the thing that took her husband away from her.

-it wasn't only happiness here, Asad, she caressed the armchair and took place on his burden. She wanted to see his life through his eyes, maybe she will find some answers to her questions, some peace in her agony. She turned the wheel to go straight, but she only turned to her left, she scanned at the wheels and after some difficulties, she managed to move on. She travelled looking at the house from his eyes, and realized it looked different. After some minutes, she felt physical pain on her shoulders, and to add even more difficulties, she knocked with the furniture many times. Physically and mentally she felt in pain, but she continued. She went to the kitchen to prepare some coffee, but it was hard for her to reach everything. She posed and chuckled sadly and realized how was his routine, brusquely, she jerked from the chair and threw it away with all the frustration and anger that she carried. The wheelchair twirled and knocked loudly on the floor, she fell on her knees holding her head between her hands, crying silently. She turned her gaze to the laying chair and whispered:

-I hate you, I just hate you.

She stood in front of the French window watching the falling leafs, a season has passed showing the end of cycle preparing for colder days, but for her, she was already in those cold and empty days. She brought her cup of coffee, inhaling its bitter aroma, she blew softly and lifted up to her mouth.

-ASAAADD this is my coffee, she screamed at him when he took her cup of coffee from her mouth and drunk from it.

-But I don't have mine and you didn't prepare it for me, wifey!!!

-You have legs and hands, go and pour yourself some, this is mine, she took it away from him and held it possessively

-But you know that I love it sweet

-Mine is not sweet, it's sugar free

-But it touched your lips then it became sweet, Zoya blushed and tried to keep a stern face fighting her smile.

-You are nice talker Mister Asad Ahmed Khan, but I won't give you my coffee, she gave him her back and looked outside.

-Zoya Asad Ahmed Khan, I shared everything with you and you don't want to share your coffee with me, I am hurt, sincerely hurt, she rolled her eyes and took long sip from her delicious coffee, teasing him in the process.

-I am a selfish woman; I don't share what belongs to me

-Really?

-Really, her eyes sparkled playfully. He placed both of his hand on her back pulling her gently to him and she wrapped one of her arms around his neck and with other, she was holding her precious coffee.

-You still don't want to give me your coffee, Zoya?

He asked and she shook her head in no below her cup, she took one sip and licked her lips moaning in pleasure exaggeratedly. He smirked and captured her lips making her gasp in his mouth. He didn't show in delicateness in this kiss and triggered his tongue to meet hers. He griped her neck and pushed her more into his mouth to taste her. Their tongues twirled in crazy dance where the music was their moans and the wanted guest was the taste of this controversy coffee. She fisted his hair and kissed him with fervor, he possessed her and she liked this about her man. She was burning more and more with every entry of his mouth and went frustrated holding her cup of coffee with her hand, when the only thing that she needed now was to touch him. His fingers travelled along her arms and reached for the cup of coffee taking her from her, she released a deep throaty groan of satisfaction and clasped both of her arms on his back. They kept kissing again until their mouth started to ach them and the need of air was needed. They stepped apart, Zoya was shaking and felt dizzy with this intense kiss. Still under the intoxicated touch, she saw him drinking the coffee his eyes glued on her and it took her few seconds to realize what he did. He gave her back the empty cup and pecked her lips.

-W...What..What...Her face moved from the empty cup to his retreat figure, disoriented.

-It was really a nice coffee thank you so much

-You...You...I hate you Asad, I just hate you

-But I love you even more, and more

-I don't want to see you again near to any of my coffee, you hear me, you are a cheater, you used my weakness for you, this is really unfair. I don't love you anymore, she felt stupid to be abuse by her husband, she thought have win this battle but he wins the war.

-You can't live without me, Zoya and I will never stay away from you, not a single day in all my life...And your coffee.

A tear ran along her cheek silently, falling on her curled lips, her face dressed with opposite emotions however, the pain in her heart was still the same. She wiped her tears and looked at her coffee. Today, she had her coffee only for herself and no one will take it from her, sadly. She finished her coffee and sat on the sofa, folding her legs and taking the pillow against her chest. She took the remote control and switched the TV.

Qubool hai, Qubool hai, Qubool hai, she responded with a shaky voice and Asad was congratulate by his friends who tapped his shoulders. And then came his turn to be asked the same question. Instead of her, he responded with a clear and confident voice.

-Qubool hai, Qubool hai, Qubool hai. . Both stood in front each other all shy and quiet. Asad wasn't at all confident now, he scratched his head nervously and didn't know what to say once she was in front of him as his wife.

-Finally, Asad and Zoya are husband and wife, CONGRATULATION GUYS, came a voice from behind the camera. CONGRATS, he yelled this time and the screen shook suddenly.

-Ayaan, a petite woman stood in front the camera, looking at the cameraman, can you please be serious one time? Stop shaking like a monkey, Asad and Zoya are counting on you for their wedding movie.

-Baby, I am the best here, you know me, he responded, his face still behind the camera, now can you please move, I don't want to miss the kiss. She blew annoyed lifting her hands in the air, when he tried to focus the image, Asad and Zoya already stepped apart. SEE, Humeira, are you happy now? I missed the kiss, this is all because of you, baby.

-Come on, you will have a plenty of other kisses, they kissed more than human can kiss, I still don't know how they can breathe, I wish sometimes to stop to breath like them, in my own couple, she whispered the last sentence.

-What did you say, Humeira Begum? Ayaan asked even if he heard her well

-Nothing Baby, keep recording, she pointed at him

-Your wish is my command. She rolled her eyes and left. He giggled at her

-Women they really don't know what they want, he sighed. CONGRATS TO THE NEWLY MARRIED COUPLE, he whistled but the sound was too high in the mic making it as unpleased sound.

-Ayaan, she chuckled sadly at them, she pressed the remote to pass some scene and stopped.

-Thanks to all of you to be here in the best day of our life, Asad started to talk lifting his cup to the assembly, my wife and I, he took her hand in his and held her tight to him, we are happy to share this day with all of you.

-Well said bro, well said, Ayaan again commented, we want the kiss, he screamed at them and everyone joined him in the request. Asad and Zoya looked at each other and both struggled their shoulders in unison, they had to answer to this demands, like they really needed a reason to kiss.

-I am the best, this time, I won't miss the kiss, Ayaan praised his devious mind, he was on them, when some of the guest stood up enthusiastically masking his view. SH**, YOU... MOVE FROM MY SIGHT, Ayaan yelled angrily at them. One turned to face him asking him silently what's wrong. YOU...YOU MAKE MISSED THE KISS, I DON'T WANT TO RECORD YOUR BACK MAN, JUST MOVE, his hand appeared on the screen. The guest glared at him and made circles with his index on his temple muttering "crazy".

-Yeah, yeah, I am crazy about you too, now move, he whispered back but his friend didn't hear his sarcasm. Again, I missed the kiss.

She laughed through her tears, seeing all those happy faces, their friends, her wedding, him. No matter how many time, she watched her wedding, the feeling of pain and happiness was still the same. She let her fingers running along his features, his smile and his naughtiness. He was looking more handsome every time she watched this part.

-It's for you baby

It was her favorite part of her wedding, when he grabbed the mic and started to sing. She fell on her knees heavily, how ironic was this moment, the contradictive face that she carried now and on the screen, two different emotions for one person.

-Oh Shit, it's my turn, Ayaan gasped and he gave the camera to someone, he ran next to Asad and carried a guitar. He gave a thumb up to him and Asad pulled the string.

O soniye..

O soniye tera mera sath yunhi rehna

O soniye har jind meri ban rehna

Everyone started to clap and whistled, encouraging the lover to declare his flam. Zoya looked so shock to say something on the screen, she stayed numb putting her hand over her mouth. Humeira sat beside her and held her by her shoulders. The boys were playing and singing and Asad was the leader.

Hotaan diyaan laaliyan, kaana diyaan waaliyan

Kuchh ta hai kendi sun taa lu main

Mere sapne tere ab se, tere sapne mere

Tu kadam ho rasta banu main

O meri soniye main roothne se pehle

Pyaar se main tujhko mana loon

Tera mera, tera mera , tera mera, tera mera, tera mera

Brusquely, the same word came again and again and everyone looked at each other confused. Asad's eyes grew up widely, the truth was revealed, it wasn't him, it was just a playback. Everyone screamed disappointed to be fooled, showing a thumb down, in panic, the boys band tried to fix the music, but it was too late. Asad cursed Ayaan while Zoya was laughing hard and Humeira holding her head, disappointed. It was a mess and his gift has been screwed up totally. Asad looked at Zoya helpless, moving his shoulders in apology. He posed his guitar and went to invite her for a dance. She didn't hesitate no matter the fiasco, she clasped her arms around his neck and he muttered this time the lyrics, pouring his heart for her.

tera mera sath yunhi rehna

Har jind aave avei meri rehna

O soniye tera mera sath yunhi rehna

O soniye har jind meri ban rehna

Kadi yeh na kallaan na si mahiya

Nazra nu khaawa leve chaddya

Bin tere jiya beete mahiya jive nu jaan bina

Dil mera kehnda ae har pal rahegi

Sath tu ban mera saya

Sona sona naam tera zindadi ch meri

Khushiyan da paigham laya

O soniye tera mera sath yunhi rehna

O soniye har jind meri ban rehna

Mera savera tu hai, yaado ka dera tu

Mera kinaara tu hai hamdam

Tenu gawaya jab to jindadi gawaayi ae

Ve aas ki yeh dor toote na

O soniye tera mera sath yunhi rehna

O soniye har jind meri ban rehna

At the end of the song, everyone clapped to the married couple and Zoya's cheek matched perfectly with her wedding dress. Asad curved his torso proudly and thanked his friends. It was his effect and he didn't miss to show it.

-Give me this, he pointed to the cameraman, and took it from him. He oriented toward both of them and turned to face her. My promise for you sweetheart, I am not the best singer, not even the best dancer, but I promise to do everything to make you happy, at any cost, I promise to give the best of me, to be your best friend and your best husband. Your smile will be my motto and your love my strength. In the bottom of the line, I promise... to love you MORE than anything else. He sealed his lips with her, writing his promise on her lips. The image of them moved from the screen and we heard Ayaan's voice in panic.

-MINE, MINE, MINE, a strange sound came and Asad and Zoya's appeared on the screen again. Ayaan took the falling camera from Asad and this time, Ayaan's giggle was loud, finally, I got their kiss, he said satisfied, who's the best now?.

The last image was both of them, forehead against each other, Asad wiping her tears and whispered his 4 magic words.

The doorbell rang freezing the time around her, and she tensed suddenly, could it be?

-Asad? Asad!!! She ran like a mad woman to the door and opened expecting to see him, but her joy left sharply her heart, it wasn't him. Humeira, she said sadly.

-I'm happy to see you too, she replied sarcastically.

Zoya didn't flinch and left her to sit back on the sofa. Humeira took a long breath, again the same silence. Each time, she came to visit her, she always found her roaming like a zombie in this house; Zoya was not anymore herself. She tried everything to take her out since those last month, but Zoya didn't move. Seeing her friend in this state, made her feel guilty each time, she came. No matter how much she tried to talk to her, Zoya kept numb to her.

-Zoya, did you eat?

Zoya didn't answer and played her wedding movie, ignoring her friend.

-ZOYA, she yelled this time to grab her attention but it only made her looking at her briefly and coming back to the screen. Humeira wasn't going to give up this time, she stole her remote control and turned it off the tv.

-Zoya you are killing yourself, you have to move on, Asad is no...

-He will be back, she said fixing the tv

-Zoya, please, he will not come back why don't you understand?

-They didn't find his body and he is still alive, I can feel it. I feel him. She closed her eyes posing her hand on her heart.

-you are just lying to yourself, Zoya, Asad is dead, DEAD

-NO, SHUT UP, ASAD IS STILL ALIVE, UNTIL I DIDN'T SEE HIS BODY, I WON'T MOVE ON, ASAD IS ALIVE, ALIVE, ALIIIVEEE, Zoya screamed on the top of her voice. She can't bare hearing that he left forever. Her heart was still beating because his, was beating somewhere.

-Zoya, Humeira took a calm tone, nothing remained from the car, and it crashed into pieces, even if he survived from the falling, he can't survive from the water, in his state...She couldn't finish. Zoya hissed, a part of her mind knows all the details but her heart stubborn didn't want to mutter that he was indeed no more.

Her legs started to shake and she sat heavily, Humeira sat in front of her and kept to put sense in her mind.

-Zoya, you can't stay here forever running to the door each time you will hear a knock, what if the knock that you waited never come? Zoya let out a shaky sob and hide her face between her palms, her friend was right, what if she hoped for nothing. Humeira comforted her friend, stroking her forearms repeatedly, you can't stop to live because he left, life stops for those who left but continued for those who are still here. I know how much you love him and I know how much pain you can have inside your heart, but you are still breathing, if thinking about him is your motor then live and dream for two, I don't think he will be happy to see you killing yourself slowly, if he decided to leave is to let you free from everything you carried for so long, to let you free from any promises both had shared as husband and wife. I don't know if he is still alive or not, but I know that YOU are. I don't ask you to forget him and to throw yourself in another arms, but I told you to take care of you, because this is what he wanted from you. He lost the battle with his pain and he gave up, but don't be like him, diving in pain until there is no way back to life.

Zoya wiped her tears but they continued to flow against her wish, she looked away lost in her friend's words. Humeira watched her silently waiting for her to talk, she knew her friend well, it wasn't easy for her to accept this loss, the love of her life chose to leave her alone, leaving as explanation few meaningless words. He didn't even give her the opportunity to say goodbye or to convince him to stay, he walked away cowardly. He chose for two and left her friend's heart without a chance to recover.

-Why he did this to me Humeira?, I wasn't enough reason for him... to stay? Zoya's eyes begged for an answer and Humeira broke in front of the pain of her friend, she couldn't say anything and held her friend with all love that she had for her. Zoya cried in her friend's arms, pouring all the tears of incomprehension that her heart hold. The more Zoya asked why, the more Humeira's arms tightened around her crying with her.

-I am sorry Zoya...I am so sorry...She wiped her tears, but you have to live, you have to turn this page, he decided to turn yours you have to do the same. Humeira hated Asad for what he did and will never forgive him.

-I can't...I can't...Humeira...He is...He is..., she looked here and there, he is everywhere...I can still feel him and see him, Humeira.

-You have to leave this place, Zoya shook her head vehemently and she grabbed her head firmly staring deeply into her eyes, you have to sell this house, Zoya.

-No, Humeira, I can't do this

-You have to if you want to live, if you want to survive

-What if he come back? It will be the first place for him to come

-He will not come back, Zoya, she started to lose her patience with her friend

-He will, he will Humeira, maybe I am crazy, maybe it's my way to stay alive, but I know he will come back to me, because he can't go anywhere else.

-Zoya come on, she started to protest but Zoya stopped her.

-No Humeira, I can't sell this house, you can't ask me this, Humeira saw her stiffness and understood that she will not have to insist.

-Ok, but today, you will leave this place, ok? Zoya shook her head tiredly, she can't anymore go through memories every day, his absence was heavy with every passing day here. Humeira took her hand and both started to walk to the front door. Zoya closed her eyes trying to stay sane with the memories that are running in front of her eyes with every step she took, his voice, his love, his touch, his laugh and his teasing were all crossing her path to stop her to leave this place. She felt abandoning him behind her, betraying him by leaving this place. What if her pain was worst outside without him? She froze and Humeira looked back at her.

-Humeira, I am abandoning him here, she whispered, I don't want to forget him like he did.

-Zoya, you are not leaving him and you don't need to be in this place to remember him, you will never forget him, but you have the right to live your life and if he meant to be back to you, he will find you and bring you back to him. Now, let's go. Humeira tightened her grip around her and dragged her to the door, she felt her resisting but she didn't stop and walked firmly, she will save her friend today at any cost. Finally, both stood at the door but Zoya's head was still down, she still can't bear to leave here, she can't.

Zoya

She turned back and saw his figure, smiling at her and her lips started to tremble, how she wished it was him in real.

Promise me that you will continue your life Zoya if something happened to me, promise me that you will do everything to be happy, he said her.

She didn't promise him last time, but today, was she enough strong to fulfill this promise?

Promise me, Zoya, he asked her again

-I promise, she finally said it and he smiled at her blinking his eyes in approval, I love you Asad, a tear of goodbye ran along her cheek.

I love you more.

She turned to her friend and took a long breath closing her eyes, she had a promise to live. She opened her eyes and let the light embracing her again.

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PS : can someone give me the translation of this song from Titoo MBA, I could't find it, only the first two sentences

Chap 5

One year later.

She turned in her bed, taking her blanket, she was in peaceful sleep after so long, but it didn't last forever. Bright light made his entry making her hissed when it touched her tired closed eyelids.

-ouch!!!

-Mrs Khan, came a soft voice, good morning

-morning, Maria, she mumbled, hiding her face under the pillow

-It's already 8, Mrs Khan, you have a plane to catch in few hours.

Zoya growled in response, she didn't want to wake up from her bed, but she had some shooting scenes for her up-coming movie. Maria waited next to her bed, to check if Zoya will stir herself from her bed. She sat lazily, her eyes still closed.

-Perfect, I'll go down to prepare your breakfast, Mrs Khan, Zoya lifted her hand in response. Maria closed the door and Zoya went back to her bed.

-Mrs Khan, Maria opened the door and shoot her firm tone, Zoya jumped from her bed and ran to the bathroom, she was miraculously awake now.

She turned the hot water and let the drop awakening her sleeping body. She didn't see how time flew away so quickly, last year, she was crying and today, her pain eased and her tears stopped to run along her cheek. She was still missing him, waiting for him to come back, but instead of waiting like a dead body, she decided to ride this life, to work hard and to keep her mind in clear mode. She took another house, and had house maid now, she wasn't anymore alone and it helped her. Another presence forced her to open up. She closed her old house and didn't rent it, it was the place where she knew once she will be back, with him. Since she left this place with Humeira's help, her life changed and she had to admit that it saved her from falling into craziness. Humeira was her agent and she made her signed for 4 movies in this year, Zoya was so busy that she didn't get the time to think about her pain. Every day was booked between shooting, travelling, rehearsal, and once alone, she was too tired to go through memories. Time healed her but her heart was still missing him badly.

After a long shower, she dressed and went down to grab a bit. She wasn't anymore hard with herself and her body, last year, she didn't use to eat but now, she was more careful about her health and luckily she had someone who took care of her. She even started to train to stay fit. A healthy body in healthy soul was her motto, just like he used to say. She knew how to use her pain to move on and not to stay on the same place. She started her journey with her favorite sweet coffee, as he used to say and held her cup of warm coffee looking outside the window.

-Mrs Khan, a phone call from Humeira, Maria interrupted her.

-Thank you, Maria. Hello?

-Hi beautiful, she sang making Zoya smile widely.

-Hello Humeira, how are you?

-let say that apart from the fact that I want to kill Ayaan, everything is fine

-Humeira, Ayaan is a sweetheart

-with you, but not with me, don't spoil my mood talking about him please, please

-O-K, Zoya shook her head, she was used to hear her friend's complain about her boyfriend, and it always amazed her how she can swing from killing him to love him even more. This couple is unique.

-You didn't leave yet? she cut her though

-Soon,

-don't forget to call me when you will be there

- I don't know if there will be network there. Abi talked about isolated island. I can't guarantee and please don't be worried, I won't be alone, it will be the whole team, Abi and Karan.

-oh Karan, her tone was clearly teasing

-don't start Humeira

-what? I didn't say anything

-I can hear you thinking, Humeira

-you have to admit that he is cool and handsome

-he is my friend

-he can be more

-don't tell me that you are believing the gossip magazine, Karan and I are just friends and nothing more.

-it has been 2-year now

-I'm still married

-Ugh, we are not going to argue on this point, you are not anymore married, you are...

-I have to go, Humeira, she cut her, she never bare hearing this word from anyone, for her, she was still married and her husband will be back soon. He was just missing for her.

-Ok fine, but as your friend, think about Karan, he likes you, I can feel it and if I was in your shoes, I would have already jump on him, she sighed

-Do you want me to introduce you?

-Only if I was single, but Ayaan will kill me. Anyway, I let him for you, she giggled making Zoya rolling her eyes. Don't forget to call me, I schedule for you some shooting, ok? Take care and...Say hi to Karan.

-HU-MEIRA, she greeted between her teeth. This girl, she though.

-your breakfast Mrs Khan, Maria interrupted her and filled the table with her diet meal and took from her the phone. Zoya nodded and sat down. She opened the journal and her eyes fell on some rumors concerning her relation with Karan. She rolled her eyes, and turned the pages, she was used now to read some disgusting and lies about her life. Since she returned back to her work, she read a lot of hurtful thing about her personal life, the worst one was: how much she enjoyed her liberty now that her handicap husband has died. At that time, she filed a complaint against them and they wrote an apology. However, her fans showed more mercy and more support, and it gave her enough reason to get back to her work, without them, she will only remain Zoya, the human and not the actress. She turned pages after pages until she found an ad for cookies. Her lips curled gently.

She went to shoot an ad; this was all she found nowadays. All the casting that she made wasn't positive for the moment. Waiting for her biggest role to come, she had to earn money and ad shooting paid well. She entered the shooting room when her heart skipped a beat when she saw him. At the same moment, he turned and he was too frozen on his feet, both stared at each other for a long minute. She met him 3 times and each time, her blood heated and it whirled in her veins putting her brain in mess. He was hypnotizing her and she hated feeling vulnerable. Despite the effect that he had on her, during all the encounter, they had a fight, the first one, for the bus, the second time at the supermarket and the third, at the ice-cream shop, when he said that she was fat. This was the worst moment for her and she walked in his foot in purpose. No matter how handsome he can look, he was just a jerk and she hated him to the core.

-Oh no not him again, please, she begged the sky

-Not the girl on the bus stop, he rolled his eyes.

-Listen, I don't want to make this with him, she ran behind the director who didn't give a second look. Please, I am talking to you.

-Why? He asked sharply

-because he is impolite, rude, arrogant and I don't want to share the screen with him

-you are an actress, she nodded then deal with it, I am not making Hollywood movie, it's just ad, I don't ask you to make babies with him, so be professional and spare me your caprice, he left her fuming in anger.

-how rude, she whispered behind his back

-hey listen

-no YOU listen, I am not in the mood to hear anything from you, I've met you 3 times and in the 3 times, you were unbearable, I just want to do this stupid ad, to take my check and leave, can you please act professionally and do in the nice atmosphere?

-I was about to say the same, I am not eager to make this with you, but what to do, I need money.

-So lover birds, can I have your attention? The director called them sarcastically and both of them rolled their eyes in unison; let me explain briefly and I won't repeat, so YOU, he pointed to Zoya.

-Zoya

-Whatever, you are going to act like you are cooking and YOU, he pointed this time to Asad

-Asad

-What-ever, you are supposed to come back from work, all tired, bla bla, and you are going to hold her from behind, you are going to say your text both of you, and then she will ask you to choose between the cookie and her and you will take a bit from it, and here again your text. And you, lady, you will be angry but at the end, when he was about to apologize, you will stop him from kissing you and you will say your text. He will then stop you from eating by just a peck and stole the cookie, after you will run behind like a husband and wife happy to play with each. Oh God, who write this kind of bullsh** scenario, it didn't even exist in real life, he finished exasperated. Any question? Before Zoya could say something, he cut her, perfect, let's start now, I have other thing to do than being here. HURRY, I DON'T HAVE ALL THE JOURNEY, he scowled his team.

-I think we found ruder than me, Asad whispered into her ears

-I feel the same, you look pale in front of him, he chuckled at her

-Finally agree on something, huge step between us, he smiled genuinely at her and her heart melt, but inwardly, she cursed herself to be smitten by him.

-Don't abuse ok? She warned him and he lifted his hands in surrender. And another thing, don't be so touchy with me, ok? You are not my boyfriend.

-Do you have one? He asked curious

-None of your business.

-Come on, come on, COME ON, the director clapped in his hands, EVERYBODY WE ARE STARTING.

-See you later wi-fey, he mocked her and she gave a disgusting look.

-And ACTION

Zoya took the plate from the oven and hummed slowly, when the director shouted.

-CUT, who told you to sing?

-I didn't sing, I just hummed, she protested

-don't improvise just DO-AS-THE-SCRIPT, do you understand? She nodded greeting her jaw painfully, she turned to search for Asad and he just shook his head to comfort her. ACTION

Zoya took the plate out from the oven adoring her biggest smile, she focused on her preparation when Asad made his entry playing to be totally exhausted.

-Hi, baby, he held her from her waist and kissed softly her temple, this small gesture sent goose bumps to both of them, but both remained in their role.

-how was your day? She asked still her eyes glue on the cookies, but the effect on his touch was still burning her skin, where his lips found a place.

-too long...Without you, he turned her to face him giving her naughty smile.

-let me test this, who do you love to have the most right now? Me or...this cookie? She pointed at the cake between her fingers. He pretended to hesitate and leaned on her lips, when suddenly, he took a bit of her cookie.

-Sorry but...he spat the piece out, hugghh, disgusting, he rubbed his tongue with his hand.

-CUT CUT CUT, he slapped the chair with the scenario

-Is it? Zoya asked

-Yes, Asad answered back

-WHY DID YOU THROW IT?

-Did you just taste it? This is disgusting!!!!

-I am not the cooker, and I don't f**** care, just eat it, WHO DID THE CASTING? He yelled at no one in particular.

Asad closed his eyes, and breathed in and out to calm himself.

-Calm down, Asad, calm down, you need money, you need money, he repeated as tantrums, Zoya looked at him smiling softly, she posed her hand on his arm and his eyes opened surprised.

-Don't care about him, he is useless, Asad smiled tenderly at her, I have one cookie in my bag and this one is really good. Let me take it.

-Don't you think they will notice?

-Who cares?

-Yeah right who cares,

She turned her back to prepare when he held gently her elbow

-By the way, she hummed, thank you. He didn't wait for her to answer back and she followed his silhouette and sighed dreamily. It was one of the first exchange where she didn't want to kill him, instead, she found it hard to resist if he will be too cute like this. She shook her head to throw out her idea. She needed to focus: ad, acting, check and over between them.

-CAN WE GO BACK TO WORK NOW? And ACTION.

The scene played again and this time Asad didn't spit the piece of her cookie.

-Sorry, but it was hard to resist to

-hmmm, she hummed exaggeratedly looking annoyed

-I am sorry baby, he turned her to face him and was about to peck her lips when she stopped him by putting her index on his lips, I guess I...want this the most right now, she pointed to the cookie and Asad showed a disappointment. As per the script, she was about to eat it when Asad posed his lips on hers, and this small gesture electrified both of them. Both stopped to breath and instead of moving away from each other, their lips moved slightly against each other almost against their wishes. He was supposed to steal the cookie from her hand, but he stole a kiss forgetting everything and his lips parted inviting her.

-CUUUTTT, the director broke their trance and both held their gazes trying to understand what happened to them. Their eyes glued to each other, searched for answer to explain how they lost control, it was so short but so intense making their mind turned upside down. Was it a common kiss or more than just a kiss?. WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU? He yelled at him. This time they jerked from each other, embarrassed and looked at everything but not to each other.

-I...I am sorry, I...forget the line, he scratched his forehead nervously

-you have to peck her lips, steal the cookie and run and final, and everyone can go home, ok? Asad nodded, and they called themselves an actor, he let out a cruel chuckle.

-I will steal the cookie and run to strangle that bast***, Asad let out between his greeting teeth

-I will join you in this, Zoya glared at the director and both of them exchanged a knowing look and gave each other a high five.

-And ACTION

-I guess...I want this the most right now, Zoya repeated her line, and Asad captured her lips but this time, Zoya parted her lips in anticipation inviting to deepen the kiss. Asad tried to control himself but her dancing lips didn't help him, instead his body betrayed him and his hand on her back pushed her further to his front. He ran his hand to catch the cookie, but instead of taking it, he intertwined his fingers with her forcing her to moan in his mouth.

-CUUUTTT, he shouted again forcing them to be apart reluctantly, both were breathless with this intense kiss and so frustrated to be interrupt. WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU FOR A GOD SAKE? YOU DIDN'T KISS A GIRL BEFORE OR WHAAATTT?

-I did, he turned to tell him staring in his eyes, but, he turned this time his gaze to her, but this one is different, she looked up and saw sincerity in his eyes making her smile outside and clenched her guts from inside.

-we are going back for the last time and this time, DO IT, one two and...AC-TION

-I guess...I want this, she looked hungrily to his lips and not to the cookie as she was supposed to, the-most-right-now, it was her turn to seal her lips with his and this time, they didn't pretend and just dive into ignoring the call of their director.

-WHAT THE F***,

-you know what man, Asad said arrogantly to the director, it's hard to resist to this, he gazed at her and her cheeks reddened in response, and another thing for you man, go-to-hell.

Asad encircled her waist and lifted her from the ground kissing her madly. She moaned satisfied at his sudden gesture and fisted his hair inviting him to enter even more. When both were finally satisfied with the kiss, Asad between his back and forth breath asked her.

-would you like to drink some milk and fresh cookies with me?

-I would love to

-Sorry for being mean with you

-And I am sorry for your foot

-Hi I am Asad

-I am Zoya

-Nice to meet you

-Nice to meet you too

It was the first time they kissed, and every time, she ate a cookie, she remembered her first kiss with him. Those past memories tasted differently now, they didn't make her cry anymore but made her smile, in nostalgia, she slowly with the time tamed her sadness and took the best of him, of her past and his absence. The pain is different, it became silent in her heart and the emptiness bearable to live with. She never stopped to hope to see him back but didn't stop to live her life like he asked her to do. It was her way to respect him and her love for him, she didn't want to live bitterly in regrets, she just lived as human who deal with his pain like a companion of her travel.

-Mrs Khan, your driver is here

-Thank you Maria, and ...

-I already prepared for you, your bag, Maria anticipated her question.

-Thank you Maria, you are wonderful

-The pleasure is mine

-I am coming, tell him to wait

She nodded and Zoya left to change her clothes, to reach this island for her shooting.

On the island

After long and tiring travel, they all finally came to their destination. Zoya got down with Karan's help and both walked on the sand, admiring the view.

-it's beautiful, she whispered

-what? Karan looked up, oh yeah maybe, argh, damn it, no network, he pouted annoyed looking at his cell phone. He lifted his phone trying to catch some signal but hearing his swear, she knew that he didn't find any signal. She stared at him amused and her eyes drifted to the sea. She didn't know why but she felt something strange about this place, her heart started to beat faster than usual and to add to this weird sensation, she felt to be observe, the feeling of eyes on her sending shiver through her spine. She tried to search for them but her eyes fell only on the team which were taking all the stuff from the boat and Karan with his cell phone. She looked behind her and could only see dense and high trees. She took some steps; this sensation was still intense. Through the highest tree branch, she found a house but the place was far and the line of the place was blurred to her vision. She narrowed her eyes and tried to see something when suddenly, she saw something shining. She walked closer and this time, she saw someone standing there, she was right, there was someone but the distance didn't allow her to see anything clear.

-hey Zoya, she gasped when she felt a hand on her shoulder, wow, sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, Karan apologized.

-no, she blew in relief, it's not this, did you see...She pointed to the balcony but the shadow disappeared.

-What? He glanced to what she pointed at, what did you see?

-There was someone there, Karan. She pointed frustrated again to the house.

-I can't see anything from here...And if there is no more, let's go, he took her lifting hand.

-Karan, do you know who is leaving here?

-Abi told me that it's the owner of the island, he said that he was a bit strange and... scary. Let's do our shooting and leave this place. I don't know how someone can leave here without network, he must be a beast hiding from the world.

-or hiding something, she whispered out of her mind her eyes glued on the balcony.

-What did you say? He asked and she shook her head in negative, ok let's go, I am hungry.

Karan dragged her with him but she was still intrigued, and couldn't stop herself from looking back.

He pushed slightly the curtain and observed both of their figures retreating back through his field glasses where he could see them clearly. He escaped faster from the balcony when he saw them coming, especially her. However, he wondered if she saw him.

In the night

Zoya couldn't concentrate on her script; she kept reading again and again the same line without being able to memorize it. Her brain was totally disconnected. Since she put her feet on this island, she felt something familiar, something that pulling her to this place, to the shadow. She was sure that it was his eyes that she felt on her and didn't know why either, she was sure he was a man. Repeated knock on her door broke her thought, she sighed in relief, some distraction is totally welcomed right now.

-He-llo beautiful, Karan sang holding two diet cokes

-Hi Karan, she smiled genuinely at him, come in

-Look what I have for us, our favorite drink, alcohol free, sugar free and...of course, you have a sexy waiter for you tonight, sweet lady, he winked at her pointing to himself. She shook her head and went to sit back and read her script.

-Don't tell me, you are working?

-I am, indeed

-Beautiful, working too much is dangerous for the heart and the brain, he stole the book from her hands and she protested loudly, but he didn't care, he threw it below his back and stood in front of her and the script. She stood on her feet looking angrily at him but he didn't care, instead, he was enjoying her anger. She lifted her hands in the air and walked away, but he grabbed her wrist forcing her to stop in her track.

-Dance with me, he asked seriously releasing music from his cell phone.

-What?

-dance-with-me, with every word he emphasized, he slid his hand behind her back taking her closer to him. She looked surprised, like he felt her question, he asked again, just a dance, it will not harm you. Without waiting for her answer, he twirled her.

-You know how much...

-You love me? I know that, he completed her sentence. She let out a soft chuckle and wrapped her arms around his neck. She closed her eyes and posed her chin on his shoulders, a smile spread on her face.

-Come on baby dance with me

-NO,

-come on please, she increased the volume and Asad put both of his index in his ears

-ZOYA, STOP IT, he ran the radio and turned it off, ignoring her protest

-Asad, why don't you want to dance with me? She crossed her arms on her chest like a grumpy child.

-Because I am bad dancer and you know it, he sat on the sofa and read his book.

-who cares? It's just you and me

-I will not take the risk to lose your love once you will see my move, I have an image to prevent

-please, please, please, please, she tapped on her feet just like a spoil child.

-Zoya Asad Ahmed Khan, where are your manners? He stood up, his hands on his hips

-come on baby dance with me, she encircled his back and pouted cutely, her chin posed lazily on his chest. He sighed looking up to the sky and kissed her pout lips.

-O-K, but don't laugh at me

-Promise, she jumped in joy and increased the sound. She turned to face and couldn't hold back her laugh when she saw him dancing. His movement succeeded in incoherent way making him look like a puppet. He glared at her.

-I told you, he warned her

-I am so sorry but you are indeed a bad dancer, she laughed at him again

-if it makes you laugh then I am not that bad, and if it will always make you laugh, then I will never learn how to dance. From today and for the rest of my life, I will dance like no one is watching, laugh like no one is hearing and love YOU like there is no day after. He took her in his arms and they both turned filling this day with their game of love.

She went back to the present and only realized that she laughed loudly when Karan pointed at it.

-Why are you laughing?

-No nothing, she held him tight, wishing it was Asad in her arms right now.

-Zoya, I have to confess something, she hummed in answer but her mind was still with Asad's memory. When I met you the first time, he posed, I...he didn't know how to say it.

- You what? She stepped back looking at him amused.

-you make me breathless, he said sincerely and she giggled at him.

-Karan, you can't stop to joke, she smacked him playfully.

-I am not joking Zoya, you took my breath away that day, and I didn't stop thinking about you since that day, his face hardened with emotion and she tensed suddenly in his arms.

-I...She was tie tongued, what can she answer?

-You were married those days but now...His face bent down and his eyes locked with her lips asking her for a permission. Zoya's head was in total chaos by his confession and didn't move when his lips came closer to hers. She closed her eyes in anticipation and lifted her head encouraging him. They kissed before for movies but today, it was about to be different between them. Was she ready for this? Ready to let a new man in her life?

Zoya

Her eyes snapped in shock when she heard him calling her, she pushed Karan abruptly from her before he could touch her.

-I am sorry, I can't, I am sorry Karan, she freed herself from his grip and stepped away to catch her heavy breath.

-Zoya, his face showed hurt and her face showed confusion and hurt too, what's wrong? You don't want ...

-Karan, I just can't, it's not about you, it's just about all the men, I am... still married

-Zoya, he let out a sigh of despair, it has been 2 years now.

-I know but still, I am married, at least in my heart and my mind, I am still married to Asad

-you are knotting yourself with a shadow Zoya, you have the right to love and to be loved again, I like you, I really really like you, and I know that you like me too, why don't you give me a chance to love you? I promise I will take care of you.

-he said this to me also, she let out a bitter chuckle

-I am not him

-exactly you are not him. She said sadly. She moved away from him and took her scarf. See you tomorrow Karan for the shoot. He sat loudly on the sofa and scrubbed his face dejected.

Zoya walked as fast as she can, she was about to kiss another man than Asad, another lips than his. The scene played again in her mind and her guts constricted. She felt disgusted of herself, she was supposed to wait for him but it seemed that she forgot about him, her body was ready to give itself to another man, like her heart started to erase him. 2 years has passed now and it seemed that a part of her has accept his death but she didn't want to forget him, she didn't want to love again. She fell on her knees, her chest moved back in forth.

-tell me, what I am supposed to do now, Asad, tell me, TELL ME, her scream tore the sky, tell me, Asad, please, what am I supposed to do without you? Please, Asad, she looked up with teary eyes. Please Allah tell me, what to do? Do I have to wait until my last breath to meet him again? Tell me, will my patience will last forever? Am I still knot to a shadow? To a soul that return to you forever? Did you write Asad to me as brief companion in my life or as my partner for my whole life? Can I let another man be with me like Asad was with me? Can I allow another man to touch me just the way...She closed her eyes and hissed, her nails slide inside the sand. Am I...She gulped, a widow? A tear fell. She finally dare saying it out loud.

She sat bringing her knees to her chest and watched the waves of the sea playing under the moonlight.

-you lied to me, you lied to me when you said you will stay until my last breath, you lied to me when you said that you love me more, you lied when you gave me this ring, you just lied to me. Asad you are such a liar. I love you so much but I hate you for leaving me here all alone, I hate you for forcing me to move on, I hate you for your wrong promises, for your weakness, you decided to end up with your life without thinking about me. I know the reality, I can see that it's impossible for you to come back but my heart can't accept not to see you again, he still believes that you will come back soon to save me, to be back to me stronger than you left. I wished you can be here and to tell you all the pain that you gave me. You hurt me, you broke my heart but still I have faith in you, I know that you will be back, I hope to see you soon my love, the wait starts to become long for me. Don't make me wait too long, don't make me wait until your memories disappeared from my heart. Just don't forget me, don't forget my love for you Asad because I love even more than you ever did. I love you even more, she kissed her ring.

She wiped her tears and stared at the sea, suddenly, her hair on her back dressed and it wasn't the wind. Again this sensation, she flinched and looked below her shoulders. The night was really dark and the only light that came was the reflection of the moon on the sea. It made the atmosphere suffocating, like her dream. She jerked on her feet, she wasn't feeling safe here and she still felt those intense eyes on her. The sound of cracking branch made her gasp in fears.

-who's there? She asked shakily, she heard again another cracking wood, I SAID WHO'S THERE? She stepped back and her legs tensed scared.

-What are you doing here? Came a deep baritone voice from the darkness

-Who's there, I said? She tried to keep a stern tone but inside, her heart was knocking crazily again her cage rib.

-I am the owner of this island, he said arrogantly

-Oh, she sighed relief, I am sorry, I just go for a walk and I am leaving now.

-You should not go outside by this time, it's not safe for a lady, you can get lost, he approached and she could see now him until his thighs.

-I am leaving, she responded sharply, she turned her heels when he stopped.

-Wait, let me conduct you to your place.

-No thank you, I can manage, she tried to sound polite but her tone showed impatient, she needed to be alone in her memories.

-you are the actress, right? He asked amused.

-Yes, she replied curtly.

-I am sorry, he chuckled, I don't follow much movies, may I know you name, please?

-I am Zoya Khan, she faced him waiting for him to show up.

-Zoya Khan, Zoya, he repeated her name and the way he spelled it send shiver into her spine, the way he said her name was familiar but in the same time, something was unusual. She couldn't name it, mix of satisfaction, possessiveness...and passion.

-Good night, she started to leave, she wasn't feeling comfortable with him around her.

-You are really a beautiful woman, I must confess.

This time, he stood in front of her, but his back faced the moon putting his front in the darkness, Zoya couldn't decipher his features yet, but something was familiar about him now, his voice, the way he talked to her, this proximity that he showed for her. The more he took step toward her, the more she backed away from him.

-you are a bit far from your place and it's not safe when you don't know this island, let me show you your path, he extended his hand in invitation, his voice deepened even more.

The shadow, she thought, it was him, she knew it and no matter the darkness around them, his eyes shone like a stars making her aware of his intense gaze. It made her feel vulnerable.

-no thank you, I can manage. She hurried her steps but he ran behind.

-yeah wait, he grabbed her elbow and she hit him on his arms, forcing him to lose his grip around her.

-leave me alone, I told you

-listen, I just want to help you, this time he gripped her firmly between his chest.

-leave me alone, she started to punch him on his chest, LEAVE ME ALONE, she struggled between his hold

-CALM DOWN, I WON'T HURT YOU, CALM DOWN, but she didn't listen and continued to push him brutally, her eyes closed frightened.

-SOMEBODY HELP, SOMEBODY HELP

-CALM DOWN, I SAID CALM DOWN, his voice was threatened. He spine her around, and his tone changed drastically and went soft, look at me, Zoya, look at me. She stopped abruptly, this voice, she froze. She opened her eyes and his face was now clear to her view. Calm down, I am just here to help you, ok? He said this time gently. I just want to show you your road that's it. Please calm down.

He sighed relieved when she stopped to debate between his arms but he found her strangely calm and rigid in his arms. She was tetanized when her eyes fell on him, her mouth opened in shock and her lips started tremble.

-Zoya are you ok? He touched her cheek and she hissed. He loosened his grip around her but she caught him by his collar forcing him to stay closer. Her shaking fingers reached his face, touching him delicately like he was a doll. She traced his lines from his forehead to his jaw, her eyes following all her movement and her lips searched for word to say but nothing came out. He closed his eyes and found himself leaning under her touch, he liked to way she was touching him. He felt...loved.

She took her hands back and covered her mouth to stop her sob. She stepped back and looked at him from head to toe. He looked strangely at her and took a step toward her, but stopped when he heard her gasp.

-listen I am sorry if I scared you, I didn't mean it, I am really sorry, listen if you don't want me to join, it's ok, I tell you what to do to find your way back home. He waited for her to say something but she kept mute, he realized that she wasn't listening at all and instead she started to cry. No, no, please, don't cry, no, Oh God, no tears, please, listen I said I ...

She cut him when she posed her hands again on his face, this time, she touched him with full hands, showing no more softness.

-As...As...She was lost in word, you...you

-Are you ok? He touched her arms

-As..Asad, Asad, she kept caressing his face, I knew it. You are real, you are real, I am not dreaming, I knew it...You...You...She shook her head pursing her lips in joy and her tears flew abundantly, You...Are here, I knew it, you will get back to me, you come back...Asad...Asad...You are back to me, you are back to me, she threw herself on his neck, finally you are back.

He was back to her, she knew it that his heart was still beating, and he came to her. She didn't need anymore to wait, he was back to her life. God has shortened her wait; he was back to her.

-Asad, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, Asad, Asad, she smelled him, she missed him so much, she failed to find her words at this moment, in his arms, she was finally home.

He was stunned, few minutes ago, she screamed on the top of her voice scared from him and now, she threw herself in his arms. It was his turn to be numb to her opposite reaction. His arms stood inert and didn't know what to do.

-Who's Asad? He asked her and suddenly he felt her body falling heavily on his chest, he held her quickly from falling. Zoya? He held her face but it seemed that she lost conscious. He slid one arms around her knees and the other on her back, taking her to her place. His eyes admired the sight of this beauty under the moonlight, his lips curled, beautiful was a weak word to describe how she was looking now. She awaked him and he couldn't ignore how his heart raced madly having her in his arms. He felt that his heart didn't need to wait anymore because he found what he looked for, a love that he dreamt about for so long.

What had happened to asad??