Hello Everyone !!!
I am here again with another AsYa OS
Feeling like writing something cute...for Asad 😳
So here it is 😊
--- An AsYa (Kabhi) OS ---
|| YOU ARE SPECIAL ||
Morning breeze played with the curtains, making the way for warm rays to peep inside the silent dark room... filling the darkness of the room with golden light...
He was sleeping flat on his stomach...one hand tucked under the pillow while other hanging over the edge of the bed with something clutched in it. His black thick locks falling around his eyes ... the light stubble gracing his jaw...he was asleep but the shade of worry visible on his face... a breeze touched his locks & his face shone in light...making him stirred in his sleep. "Umm..." frowning he moved his hand on his face to block the light, but his frown deepened sensing the object in his hand. Turning on his back & ruffling his hairs lazily he tried to open his eyes and as his eyes captured the object in his hand he jerked up. His fingers danced on the screen of his mobile and soon he huffed in annoyance, tossing it aside, "Where are you..." he mumbled sliding out from his bed and walked towards the bathroom.
Getting ready for the day he turned as he heard a knock on his door & then a voice traveled inside, "Asad..." a smile graced on his lips, "Good Morning Ammi, Abbu..."
"Morning Beta and wish you a very Happy Birthday..." moving inside Rashid hugged him lovingly
"Janam din Mubarak ho beta..." Dilshad cupped his face lovingly & kissed his forehead, "Allah tumhe hamesha khush rakhe..."
"We know you don't want a big celebration but at least dinner to plan kar hi sakte hai right?" Rashid asked
"Hmm..." he sighed.
"Don't you dare to think any excuses Bhaijaan..." Ayaan peeped inside with Najma & both wished him hugging from both sides.
"Looks like missing someone, kyun Bhaijaan...abhi tak phone nahi aya?" Najma asked teasingly
"Najma..." Dilshad warned her & she bit her tongue mumbling sorry to Asad. "You know she is busy...aur phir tum jante ho exams ke time kitni nervous ho jati hai wo..." Dilshad asked turning towards Asad.
"I know Ammi...I am not upset but just worried...uska phone bhi switched off hai kal se"
"Don't worry...thodi der bad try karna...lag jayega..." Rashid patted on his shoulder.
"Chalo ab sab breakfast ke liye..." Dilshad said making her way out of the room and everyone followed her while Asad sat on his bed again dialing a number on his phone.
"I know you are busy...fine...be busy forever..." he huffed as he heard the same recorded message from other side. Placing the mobile aside he reached for the drawer of the side table. Picking up a silver frame he shut the drawer and settled on his bed. A small smile graced his lips as he traced the photo, "Your Special Friend miss you so much Zoya...you know it...right?" he mumbled...
Zoya came in his life seven years ago, she was fifteen then when her parents died in car accident and she shifted in Farooqui house...his cousin Zeenat Aapi's House... She was Anwar's, his jeeju's cousin & after her parents death in accident Anwar insisted her to stay with them as she was very close to Anwar. She was a bit reserved then but with the time passed she won everyone's heart with her sweet bubbly nature and his relation with her also got stronger as they started to spend the time together.
As the days passed he realized his own feelings for her...but he was aware of the fact that she considered him just as her best... no scratch that...A Special Friend... He never tried to confess his feelings to her as he feared to lose her as a friend.
It had been almost a year, she was away from him...to complete her MBA from Harvard...and it was his first birthday without her since she entered in his life. Every year she tried her best to make this day very special for him but today she was not around and he was missing her terribly. To increase his frustration her phone was also switched off. He was eagerly waiting for her call or just a message but alas!!! He wasn't upset that she didn't call him to wish for his birthday, but he was worried for her... she had been so stressed from past few days because of the exams...it was her habit and every time he was there to make her relax but today she was miles away...he just wanted to make sure that she was okay...
Whole day in office he tried to contact her but her phone was switched off, "Why you are testing my patience Zoya...you know how much I get worried...ek call bhi nahi kar sakti..." at the end of the day his frustration reached its peak and his phone crashed hardly against the wall. Shutting the laptop he collected the car keys and made his way out of the office building...
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The whole Khan Villa was basked in silence when he opened the door, "Why no one is at home" he thought placing the car keys on key-holder when his eyes caught something. His forehead creased looking at the card with a big smiley on it
"I want to see on your face right now"
as he read his lips stretched in a smile "Zoya..." he whispered looking around while turning the card.
"I know you are very much upset...and I am sooo sorry for that... *puppy face* "Drama queen" he mumbled shaking his head while reading
"but please don't get angry na...bad me daant lena mujhe...right now only listen to me...like every year I want to do something special for My Special Friend...and this year it's gonna be a very Special Surprise for you..."
"Hmm...that's you...always come with something different every year..." he though with a smile and read further...
"You know Asad...you used to asking me the same question & I never answered" he read and memories flashed in front of him...
"Tell me Zoya...I am your Friend or I am your Best Friend?"
"No Asad you are not my Best Friend...You are my Special Friend..." She said as she handed him the cup of coffee and sat beside him.
"Hmm...I know that...but when will you explain me that why I am your Special Friend..." he queried sipping his coffee, waiting for her reply as she got lost in thoughts for some moments.
"Umm...there are so many reasons..."
"Acha...then tell me at least one reason..." he said placing his cup on the table, turning towards her while she again went in her thinking process.
"Umph..." She frowned after some moments, "abhi kuch samjh nahi aa raha...main bad me bataungi..."
"Why don't you accept it that there is not any particular reason...that make me your special friend..." he asked as he tapped the tip of her nose with his finger.
"Uff...you will see...one day I will explain you the reason..." She said picking up their empty cups from the table and walked towards the kitchen.
"Hmm..." he sighed deeply looking at her back, "I know, I am just your Friend Zoya...hope one day you will find a reason to..." he left the sentence incomplete & then smiled, "But tumhara dost ban kar bhi main khush hun..."
Coming out of the memory land he mumbled to himself, "Yes I keep asking you but you never find a reason..." looking down on the card he read further...
"You may get surprised Asad to know that today I could find not just one but so many reasons to explain why you are my Special Friend..."
He re-read those words, "Stop reading and flip the card Asad..." he read and chuckled.
There was a picture of a girl hugging to a boy while tears running down on the girls cheek. Below was written...
"Do you remember the first time you hug me...on this same place you are standing right now..."
Asad was in hurry as he was getting late for the party at his friend's place, grabbing the keys from the key-holder he turned and bumped into her.
"Oops... Zoya..." he looked at her surprised, "You didn't go?"
"Um...no...are you going somewhere?" she asked nervously.
"Are you okay Zoya..." avoiding her question he asked studying her face.
"Umm...yes...I am fine..." she replied not meeting his eyes, "Ohh...I forgot...there is a party at your friends place right..." Remembering she asked. "Enjoy then, bye..." giving him her dimpled smile she turned towards the door.
"Wait Zoya..." he grabbed her wrist & turned her to face him, "You are not fine...tell me, what's the matter...?" he asked looking into her eyes & suddenly she hugged him as tears brimmed in her eyes making its way on her cheeks... "I don't... want to be alone...I...I...missed...why they left me..." she chanted in a broken tone...
"Sshhh...Zoya..." he tried to sooth her hugging her to himself, her body shivered against him as she sobbed... he stroked her hair and patted on her back...as she started to relax in his hold he moved back cupping her face in his palms, "You are not alone Zoya...I am here with you...and I will always be there...for you...stop crying now..."
That was the day of her parent's death anniversary and she was feeling low sitting all alone in her room as Anwar & Zeenat with all khan members except Asad were out for some function which they couldn't avoid. Zoya declined to join them assuring she will be fine on her own but as the sun started to go down, she felt the strange loneliness started to filled around her and not able to bear it more she came out from her room & ran towards the Khan Villa.
"That was the moment Asad...you became my Special Friend...not because you spend that whole evening with me trying to cheer me up... but because you read through my "I am fine"
he read further walking towards the sofa as he started to feel emotional with that memory...
"I realized it now Asad...being miles away from you..."
"Hmm..." He leaned back on the sofa loosening his tie & re-read the card; "I miss you Zoya..." he mumbled & placed the card on the table when his eyes landed on the frame. He stared at her dimpled smile & leaning picked up the frame with another card beside it.
"You will never change Asad... stop staring at me..."
he shook his head as he read the bold words on the frame... smiling he started to read the card...
"Now do you remember anything...?"
All tired at the end of the busy day, he entered into his home & slumped on the sofa placing his laptop bag aside. Loosening his tie he leaned back when his eyes captured her figure, opposite to him on the sofa chair... her legs folded underneath her as she sat leaning back engrossed in reading something. He kept staring at her changed expressions & found himself getting relaxed in just her presence...
Those was the days when he joined his Abbu's business, he found himself missing her terribly those days as he didn't get a little time with her except weekends.
"Now why you are staring at me like this..." she asked breaking his trance.
"Kyun...ab dekh bhi nahi sakta tumhe..." he asked as she caught him staring at her.
"You know I didn't realize it then but today I could read through your words...
I guessed it now that you were missing me... "Kyun...ab dekh bhi nahi sakta tumhe..." You know unknowingly I started to like the irritation in your words...every time you said it when I caught you staring at me...
"You are crazy Zoya..." he mumbled shaking his head while reading
"I know it sounds crazy but you were crazier you know... Do you remember the way you reacted in that party...when I danced with Rehaan...?
It was the party at Khan Villa on occasion of Rashid-Dilshad's 25th wedding anniversary. Zoya was dressed in a red long gown, which fitted on her curves making her look stunning. All were at dance floor except Asad as he was busy with some of his business associates. Zoya was enjoying with Najma & Ayaan when Rehaan, their friend asked her for a dance & she accepted willingly. As Asad saw her danced closely with Rehaan, anger build inside him.
"How could you dance with him" he asked as she came towards him
"What do you mean Asad...what's the problem in dancing with him?"
"Don't you know how he flirted with each girl Zoya?" his anger visible in his tone
"Calm down Asad...why you are getting angry...it's just a few minutes dance with him...don't make it a big issue Asad..."
"Okay fine...do what you want..." he was so furious.
"Asad..." she stopped him as he turned to go
"What...go and dance with him...not a big issue..." he barked at her and she broke into giggles looking at his angry state.
"Okay...sorry sorry..." she said trying to stifle her giggles & grabbed his wrist as he again tried to walk away. "Come...I wanna dance..." she said dragging him to the dance floor. "Now please...change this look na..." wrapping her hands around his neck she said & his lips curved into a smile looking at her cute pleading...
Hehe... he laughed cherishing the memory and continued the reading
So Possessive Ahmad Khan...can you tell me why you were so furious that time...hmm...? Accept it...you were jealous Asad... but you look damn cute all furious..."
"Cute..." he frowned at the use of word, "You know I don't like it when you called me cute...par tum nahi manogi na..." he mumbled
I am sure right now you are looking so cute frowning...right?
"You never lose any chance to tease me Zoya..." he said out loud shaking his head and read further
"Okay okay...sorry...no more teasing... you know this is the another reason that make you my Special Friend Asad... your possessiveness...
"Hmm...I accept it zoya...yes I am possessive..." he breathed & turned the card
Now if you want to know another reason then get up and go into the kitchen
"Kitchen..." getting confused he placed the card on the table and walked towards the kitchen. "Hehehe" he laughed as he found a bowl of Kheer on the table
"Asad...Zoya ne kheer bheji hai, kha lena..." he heard as he came out of his room
"Aur ha usne pehli bar try ki hai...tum puri kha mat lena...sab ko taste karni hai..." turning from the door Dilshad warned him.
"Wow Zoya ne Kheer banayi hai..." he thought as he took a bowl & served himself.
"Wait Asad..." the spoon halted near his lips as Zoya shouted from the door. "Don't eat..." she said running inside and snatched a bowl from him.
"Kyun...main kyun nahi kha sakta...give it to me Zoya...mujhe bhi dekhne do kaisi bani hai..." Asad said tying to get hold of the bowl.
"Hmph...bilkul bakwas hai...mat khao..." She said sitting on the chair sadly
"Arey...yeh to main decide karunga...do mujhe..."
"Tumhe samajh nahi ata Asad...nahi kha sakte tum..."
"But Why...?"
"Because I used salt instead of sugar..."
"Wh...What...salt...Zoya...hahaha..." he laughed out loud and she glared at him
"haso...aur haso...sab has rahe hai, tum bhi haso...ek to maine itni mehnat se banayi aur ab koi kha bhi nahi sakta..."
"Um...haha..." he tried to stifle his laugh and sat beside her, "Okay...now don't be upset...koi bat nahi phirse try karna...I am sure tum bohat achi banaogi...chalo now smile..." he tried to cheer her up.
"Ohh god Zoya...tumhari Kheer to main kabhi nahi bhulunga" smiling he picked up the card which was placed beside the bowl.
Bohat hasi aa rahi hai na...but you know that was the another reason which made you My Special Friend...confused? Let me explain... you became my special at that moment not because you console me that time but because what you did next... you tasted that salted kheer because maine first time banayi thi...
yad hai kya kaha tha tumne, "to kya hua kisi ne taste nahi ki...main to taste karunga after all tumne pehli bar banayi hai"
You just tasted a bit of that salted Kheer and now I realized the sweetness of that moment Asad...
"Hmm...bohat badi badi baatein karna sikh gayi ho tum Zoya..." he thought eating a spoonful of Kheer. His eyes widened as he tasted the kheer and placing the spoon back he looked around, "Zoya...how could...you are here right..." he asked aloud as his eyes traveled on each corner. Picking up all cards he rushed towards his room, but the room was silent, "Where are you...ab aa bhi jao..." placing the cards on the side table he sat on his bed and found another card...
Gussa ho...You know I am missing your signature dialogue, definitely jo subah se hajar bar tumne bola hoga.
Tumhara phone nahi uthaya ya phir tumhe avoid kiya to kitna gussa ho jate the tum aur phir kehte the, "I know bohat busy ho gayi ho...fine, be busy forever..." Now I realized your care behind those words Asad...
"Bohat ache se janne lagi ho mujhe" he breathed.
Now get up...jaldi se fresh ho jao...surprise abhi baki hai...
"Hmm...tum kaha ho Zoya...enough of this surprise..." his eyes moved in the surrounding in hope to see her but not finding any clue he sighed and walked towards the bathroom. As he picked up the towel to dry his face his eyes narrowed at the object beside. Another card was there with her hair band placed on it. Looking at it his mind traveled in another memory...
It was one of their relative's engagement, he was getting ready for the function when she barged into his room.
"Allah Miya!!! Abhi tak tum ready nahi ho...seriously ladkiyon se jyada time to tumhe lagta hai..." she babbled continuously but he didn't hear a word at the moment his eyes landed on her dressed in a peacock green lehenga... he didn't notice when she stood close to him waving her hand in front of him trying to get his attention.
"Asad...kaha kho gaye..."
Startled he looked at her and his eyes narrowed studying her from head to toe
"What...aise kyun dekh rahe ho...dress achi nahi hai kya..." she asked walking towards the mirror, "batao na...or is there anything missing...mujhe samajh nahi ata yeh sab..." she checked herself in mirror and pouted looking at his mirror image when he stood behind her.
"Hmm...kuch kami to hai..." he said narrowing his eyes.
"Asad..." she whined, "Majak mat karo please...batao na..." she tried to turn but he stopped her holding her shoulders & looked in her eyes from the mirror, "bas yeh nikal do..." removing her hair band swiftly he smiled at her mirror image, "Now perfect..."
She blinked and turned to face him, "Asad yeh kya...aise bal khule..."
He didn't give her chance to complete her sentence and placed the hair band in her palm, "aise hi khule rehne do...achhi lagti ho khule baalon me..."
He smiled looking at the hair band and placing it aside read the card
"You know Asad...after that whenever I tried to tie my hairs, tumhari bat yad aati thi...mujhe samajh nahi ata tha kyun tumhari bat itna asar kar rahi thi...but now I realized it...main khud ko tumhari nazron se tatolne lagi thi...kuch to badal raha tha jo us waqt samajh hi nahi aya...but now being away from you I realized it...tum...tumhari har bat special ban gayi thi mere liye...
"Hmm...surprised ho na...I knew it...chalo ab aise khade mat raho...go and get ready...aur ha...wear my favorite blue shirt..."
He stood there for some moment...just staring at the card in his hand... "Zoya..." he just breathed her name closing his eyes & came out of the bathroom. Placing the card aside he walked towards his wardrobe to get ready in her favorite Blue Shirt. He found the shirt neatly folded inside with another card on top of it...
"You know Asad I always like to see you in this dark blue shirt...you know it right? Do you remember maine tumse kaha bhi tha, but that was simple, "You look nice in blue" kya karu...I don't know how to make someone feel different by words only... but you...you very well know how to play with words and make someone feel special...
you remember, We started to spend our Sunday in chatting for hours with each other...and after spending hours in chatting jab tum mujhe ghar chodte the...every time you said something different...something special...yad hai hum beach pe gaye the...aur maine wo sea blue dress pehna tha tab kya kaha tha tumne...
"Allah Miya !!! Asad...its five hours...chalo ab bohat late ho gaya...tumhare sath kaise time nikal jata hai pata hi nahi chalta..." Zoya exclaimed getting up. It was their routine to spend Sunday evening with each other...as whole week both didn't get much time because of his work and her studies.
"Why you are shouting like this...volume kam rakhogi to bhi mujhe sunayi dega..." he teased her
"Asad...ab tum uthoge..." she asked pulling him up by his hand but he pulled her down. She huffed as he smirked at her.
"What...aise ghur kyun rahe ho..." she asked as he kept looking at her.
"Hmm..." he sighed looking at the blue ocean while she glared at him folding her arms.
"You know what I feel today..." he asked and she narrowed her eyes
I feel like...I found a pearl from the sea..." he said gazing into her eyes and it took some moments for her to understand his meaning.
"Ab chale...or you have changed your mind..." he winked and walked towards his car while she smiled looking at his back and then ran behind him.
You know every Sunday while getting ready, main ek hi bat sochti, ke aaj tum kya kahoge...but I never guessed it... every time you came with something different... pata hi nahi chala...pura week main us pal ke intzaar me gujarne lagi thi...us waqt yeh samajh hi nahi aya tum kitne special ban gaye the mere liye...
And Now I realized it...this distance from you made me think about the reasons...why you are My Special Friend...What I was missing...and what my heart desired... Aaj main jan gayi tum kya kehna chahte the us rat...your incomplete words...and I am sure Mr. Asad Ahmad Khan I am not wrong...I guessed it perfect today...
It was the night before Zoya left to Harvard...both were seated on the bench at the backyard...a strange silence was lingered between them...as they sat looking at the twinkling stars when Zoya broke the silence...
"Aise mood off kar ke mat baitho na Asad...it's just the matter of two years...aur phir hum roz bat to karenge hi na..."
"Hmm..." he just hummed & she frowned at his response.
It was not like he was not happy for her...he was so much happy for her that she was going to fulfill her dream...her dream...MBA from Harvard... it was just the thought of staying away from her...miles away from her...for whole two years...that troubled his heart terribly...the thought of she was not around pinching his heart...
"Asad..." she shook him and he looked at her...he could see the happiness in her eyes... moving towards her he placed his head on her shoulder and took her hand in his
"Asad...itna pareshan kyun ho rahe ho..." she asked not getting the reason of his restlessness
"Nothing Zoya...bas tumhe bohat miss karunga..." he said caressing her palm & moving his head away from her shoulder he looked in her eyes... "You promise me Zoya...you will take care of yourself...jyada stress nahi logi...time se khana khaogi...aur chahe jitna bhi busy ho jao mujhe at least ek message to karogi..."
"I promise Asad...main roz tumhe call karungi..." she said assuring him giving him her dimpled smile
He just stared at her for some moments, when unknowingly words came out from his mouth, "I Lo..." but he swallowed those words... she stared at him questioningly & he shook his head, "I am going to miss you so much...your Special Friend will miss you Zoya...you know it right?"
I knew it...main bhi bohat miss karungi tumhe..." she said hugging him...while hugging her he blinked back the tear that threatening to fall...
"I am waiting to hear those words Asad...words you left incomplete...and I will make sure you complete it today...I am waiting...
He re-read and a smile graced his face as he realized her words... placing the card aside he wore her favorite Blue shirt and rushed out to the backyard...
His eyes traveled all over...and his steps halted as his eyes captured her standing near the bench...looking at him...a dimpled smile adorned her face...her smooth locks flying on her back...he blinked and moved towards her... "Zoya..." he breathed cupping her face in his palms... "I missed you so much Zoya..."
"Hmm...janti hu...yeh to tum hamesha kehte ho...main aaj wo sunna chahti hu, jo tumne us rat adhura chod diya tha...I want you to complete those words Asad...today I give you so many reasons that make you Special for me and I want you to give me those special words which you left incomplete...us din tumhari aankhe nahi padh payi thi main...par tumse dur reh kar tumhari har bat ko samajh gayi main...samajh payi wo sari wajah jo tumhe Special banati hai...give me that one special reason today...say it Asad...I want to hear... She pleaded holding his hands that rested on her face...while tears brimmed in her eyes...
"Sshhh..." his thumb touched the edge of her orbs...absorbing the drops that threatening to fall...his lips touched on her forehead...making her eye lids closed...
"You will never change na...kitna bolti ho...chatterbox..." moving back he teased her & she looked at him
Studying his face for a moment she hugged him, "I miss you so much Asad...I miss you..."
"Hey...I don't like this crying baby...where is my Zoya...I want my Zoya back..."
"Asad..." she whined breaking the hug.
"What...aise ro kar surprise do gi kya?"
"Umm..." she shook her head and moving forward wrapped her hands around his neck, "Asad...you know I can't play with words like you...I simply want to say...that tumse dur ja kar maine tumhe paya hai...tumhe samjha hai...aur khud ko bhi...
jo reasons tumhare pas reh kar shayad jan nahi pati main wo tumse dur ja kar samajh gayi...You are Special...very very Special...I...I love you Asad..." looking into his eyes she confessed...
No words could explain what he felt in that moment...wrapping his hands around her he held her to himself...tightly... "Zoya..." just a whisper came out from his mouth as he found himself unable to form any words...
Silent moments passed while their hearts beat against each other...in same rhythm...
Moving back he cupped her face in his palms, "Tum hamesha kehti thi Zoya that I am your Special Friend...even though the reasons were unknown to you that time...but being away from me...bohat kuch samajh gayi ho tum...right? He asked looking into her eyes while she just nodded.
But phir bhi ek bat tum nahi janti..." she narrowed her eyes and he smiled, "Wo yeh ke...you are not Special for me..." he paused and she held her breath waiting for him to continue... "You are Unique Zoya...The Only One for me..." he said sealing her lips with his...and in that moment she realized... he will give her many more reasons...that will make him Very Very Very Special for her...
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"Ahem...Ahem..." someone coughed breaking their moment and both parted away from each other
"We know Bhaijaan ab aapko cake me koi interest nahi hai...but phir bhi hamare liye at least itna to kar hi sakte hai aap..." Ayaan came with the cake followed by other family members.
"Ayaan...wait dikhata hu tumhe main kya kar sakta hu..." Asad showed him his fist
"Okay...okay...mujhe nahi milna hai Mukka Ahmad Khan se...aap bas din khatam hone se pehle yeh cake kaat lijiye..."
He blinked at her before moving forward to cut the cake... "This is indeed a special surprise Zoya...thank you for making this day Very Special for me..."
"Happy Birthday Asad...thank you for being my Special..." her eyes twinkled in happiness...she forwarded a piece of cake to him but suddenly her almond shaped orbs sparked in naughtiness...and before he could eat the cake she rubbed it on his face... "Hehe...now this is something more special..." she laughed running away from him.
"YOU...wait...dikhata hun special kya hota hai..." He picked up a piece of cake and threw it towards her.
"Bhaijaan..." Najma whined as the cake landed on her face...
"Hahahaa..." Ayaan laughed looking at her state & she ran behind him with another piece of cake in her hand...
And like that the Special Birthday became more Special as everyone got busy in cake fight...
Asad stood on his place looking at everyone enjoying the cake fight... "Hmm...jab bhi tum aas paas hoti ho...sab kuch badal jata hai..."
"Hehehe...Aapi...look at you..." he smiled looking at her. Anwar was chasing Ayaan and threw a piece of cake towards him but it landed on Zeenat's face, who was now glaring at Anwar...
Asad shook his head & looked down at the cake..."Hmm..." he smirked and moved towards her...her back was facing him and she was about to run when he grabbed her wrist pulling her towards him...her back touched his front as he held her with his one hand wrapped around her waist... "Let me show you Zoya...special kya hota hai..." he breathed against her ear making her shiver... "Umm...Asad..." she struggled in his hold and he smiled looking at her state... "Don't you want a return gift..." the soft touch of his lips on her cheek & she closed her eyes...his other hand raised towards her cheek...and soon her both cheeks covered with soft cream...her eyes opened wide as she realized what he did...
"Now this called very Special Zoya..." he said turning her to face him and she glared at him. Moving forwards he brushed his finger on her lips making her shiver... Licking the cake off of his finger he winked at her, "Isn't it special..."
Isn't it Special...
Yes or No...let me know please...
Waiting for your reviews 😳
I wanted to post this earlier...but didn't get time...so it's Belated Happy Birthday for OUR HERO...Our Inspiration...The Reason for us being here...Very Very Very Happy Birthday KARAN...!!!! 😳
Lots of Love
--Deepti--
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