Asya Story: Dillon Ka Bandhan Thread II Chapter 23 Page 50 9/1/17 - Page 33

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Originally posted by: nilusoni

awesome

omg that imran and bhaiseena is planning so much

najma is taking wrong decision

i hope asad save her this time also and najma got reality check

asad not giving time to zoya and zoya's reaction on it amazing

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Originally posted by: Chillichick

Had to re read this one from the start as I hadn't been here for long!

They have already faced so many problems - I wonder when will they be able to ever get rid of atleast one of their problems - Haseena, Akram and Tanveer

Will Asad ever realize his love and affection for her?

And will Zoya be able to confess?

Eagerly waiting for the next update!

Aashka

Originally posted by: anopama

Absolutely beautiful cahpter
Loving asya growing in their relationship
Asad is trying to protect his sister but she is blinded by love and trust and not seeingher husband true colours
Haseena always a greedy witch and the apple wouldnt falll far from.the tree
She poison her own son
Love zoya claiming her rights on her husband and him loving.it
Love the way she makes him understand and he listens to her
Aww u are meant to be asad
But there is a thorn in your sides tht need to pluck
Hope it doesnt cause trouble in new found paradise
Cont soon

Originally posted by: chichi220

Hi love this story where can i find link for thread 1 as want to read from start again

Originally posted by: -SilverSparkle-

It's lovely to have this back!

Chapter 23

Zoya stirred in her sleep as she felt the morning sun rays against her skin. She heard the birds chirp as she opened her eyes. Her eyes fell on her husband who was sleeping next to her. She smiled looking at his face. During the day, he put on the mask of a proper, righteous Asad Ahmed Khan - the akdu but when he slept, she saw the innocent kind hearted kid that he kept hidden away from the world. "Kash main aapko yeh baata sakthi keh main aapse mohabbat karne lagi hoon Asad. Lekin mujhe dar lagtha hai. Dar lagtha hai keh aap kahi meri mohabbat inkar na karde. Main apni mohabbat koh bhul sakthi hoon par joh humari dosti hai usse main kohna nahi chathi. Par mujhe umeed hai aur Allah miyan se dua bhi hai keh ek din aapko bhi mujhse mohabbat hojaye. Aur aap mujhse apni dil ki baat bol denge. Thoda mushkil hai par main umeed toh karsakthi hona? she thought as her hand loving caressed his cheek. Later, Zoya left the bed and went to the washroom to freshen up. Asad woke up to find his wife gone. The moments they spent together ran through his mind. He still couldn't believe she made him do what he did last night. The Asad Ahmed Khan had apologized to someone, that too to Zoya. "Ziddi hai yeh ladki, bahut ziddi. Paata nahi main iss ladki keh zidd keh aage main jhuk kyun jaata hoon. Aur kohi choice dehti hai yeh. Agar main baat na manu toh pura jahaan sir pe uta leyti hai, Asad thought, running a hand through his hair. As he sat up, Asad heard Zoya's phone vibrate on the sofa. He got off and walked up to see who was calling so early. "Akram, the screen flashed. "Yeh Akram kyon hai? Aur itni subha? Asad thought. Just then, Asad heard the bathroom door open and saw his wife walk out. Dressed in a light green simple anarkali, she looked breathtakingly beautiful. Wiping her wet hair, Zoya looked up to see her husband. "Good morning, she said, as her lips curved into a smile. "Good morning, Asad said as he got off the bed. As he was about to walk into the bathroom, "Zoya someone was calling you, he informed. "Ok, main dekhti hoon, Zoya said. She went into the changing room to grab her dupatta and some earrings to match with the dress. Returning back to the room, Zoya brushed her hair and finished getting ready. As she picked up her phone to check, there were no missed calls. "Mujhe toh kissi ne nahi call kiya hai, Zoya said to herself. She put the phone down and went out to help Dilshad with breakfast.

After breakfast, Asad offered to drop Zoya to her office. Dilshad looked at Zoya surprised, and Zoya responded with a smile and a wink. As they were driving, "Zoya, mujhe tumse baat karni thi, he said. "Jee Mr. Khan, Zoya said, turning towards him from the window. "Woh actually...woh..., he fumbled with his words, as always. "Asad, kya hua? Boliye, she told him. "Main chatha hoon keh jab main imran aur najma se baat karoon toh tum...tum mere saath ho, Asad said. Zoya looked at him a little shocked. He wanted her to be there? "Saach hai ya mere khaan baj rahe hai, she thought confused. "Zoya, kuch bolo, Asad said, unsure. "Ha, of course. Mujhe baata dijiye keh woh kabh aarahe hai main aajaungi aapke office, Zoya replied. "Nahi, I will come here. I mean I think mere office mein log zyada honge aur restaurant might not be a good idea. Yaha staff bhi kam hai toh we can meet them here, Asad suggested, and they pulled into the parking lot. "Sounds good, bye Mr. Khan, she said with a smile and got off the car.

Reaching his office, Asad tried calling his sister many times but she wouldn't receive his calls. He then called Imran and invited him to the IT office to talk. Imran acted to be hesitant at first but eventually agreed to meet Asad. Imran told Haseena and they both were extremely happy. Of course, Asad calling them meant he wanted to fix things; and the best way to fix things was with money. "Asad se tume aise baat karna hai keh woh khud tume paise deh, tum usse nahi maangoge, Haseena told her son. "Par Ammi, agar Asad ne paise nahi diye toh, Imran wondered. "Tum chinta mat karo, Asad uski behen se bahut pyaar karta hai aur ussi pyaar ka toh hume faida utana hai, Haseena said, with a vicious smile. Asad called and informed Zoya that he would meet her for lunch. Zoya sat in her cabin thinking about everything that has happened in the past few days. "Asad aarahe hai aur woh bhi chinese saath lekar, mere saath lunch karne? Iska kya matlab hai? she asked herself. "Matlab watlab kuch nahi hai! Bas Imran aaraha haina toh Asad bhi aarahe hai, her brain explained. "But lunch...doesn't that mean anything? Does it? Zoya stop over thinking it's just lunch and knowing Mr. Khan, he would probably be having a work meeting during that anyway, Zoya reminded herself. She tried to focus on work but her brain wouldn't listen to her, it kept drifting towards his thoughts. Soon, Asad joined her for lunch. The usual, chirpy Zoya seemed quiet. She silently nibbled on her food, as her mind constantly battled with the feelings in her heart. "The parathas are very nice na, he asked, breaking the silence. "Huh? Zoya said, coming back to reality. "Maine poocha keh parathas acche hai? he repeated. "Ha bahut accha...wait what? Paratha? Zoya said confused. "Kya hua Zoya? Kohi tension hai? Asad asked. "Nahi Asad, aisa kuch nahi hai. Main bas aise hi sooch rahi thi, she replied. "About? he questioned. "Nothing serious! Bas aise hi. By the way, this food is amazing, thank you for bringing it, Zoya said with a grin. Asad knew she was hiding something but he knew that she wouldn't tell him unless she was ready for it. He decided that he would just wait till that time.

Soon, Imran joined them and Asad suggested they talk in the conference room as it would be more private and it had noise proof doors. As they all sat together, Zoya felt the tension in the air. She wanted to say something to ease herself and the others but knowing herself, it was better to be silent, she figured. Zoya turned to her husband whose hands were fisted together in his lap and she saw the pulse on his temple throb. She slowly placed her hand on top of his and she felt the fists loosen. Asad didn't know why he was so anxious. He handled meetings, hundreds of conferences with various people. But today, it was about his sister, his tamatar. He was just extremely worried about her future. The moment he felt her touch, Asad felt something relax inside him. As he turned to look at her, Zoya motioned with her eyes to say something. Asad silently nodded, "Look Imran, main jaanta hoon keh pichle kuch dino se bahut kuch hogaya hai, which could probably been prevented. Main tumare aur Najma keh beech nahi aana chatha tha but I am really worried about her. Main sirf uski khushi chatha hoon aur agar uski khushi tum mein hai then I will support you guys in whatever way I can, he said. "Thank you Bhaijaan! And I am really sorry for everything. Main Najma se bahut pyaar karta hoon aur usse khush bhi rakna chatha hoon. Lekin pichle kuch meino mein business ki wajase aur paiso ki tension ki wajase, humare beech problems chal rahi thi, Imran said, pretending to be sad. "Tumara business aabh theek hai? Asad said. "Nahi Bhaijaan, maine loans liya hai. Aur logo se baat bhi ki hai, aur paise chahiye the. InshAllah, jaldi sabh theek hojayega, aur aabh toh Najma bhi mere saath hai, Imran replied. Asad was quiet for a moment, then he spoke, "Kitne paise chahiye tume? "Bahut bhaijaan, I mean maine apne friend par baroosa kiya tha aur bahut loss hogaya. But, aapki uski fikar na kare, main dekh lunga, Imran said, hesitantly. "I said how much? he repeated in a firm, business man tone. Zoya looked at the two men. "Allah miyan, please kuch zadbad mat hone dehna. There are already enough problems happening, she silently prayed. Imran pretended to think for a few moments, "Par Bhaijaan, Najma koh bilkul bhi accha nahi lagega, he stated. "Agar hum usse nahi baatayenge toh usse paata bhi nahi chalega. Main bas uski khushi aur salamati chatha hoon, Asad told him. "Abhi kehliye mujhe beez(20) lakh ki zaroorat hai, uske baad paata nahi, Imran said, unsure. Asad picked up the phone on the table, ordered someone to bring his checkbook. Few minutes later, Aman walked in with Asad's checkbook and a pen. Knowing the situation, he just placed them on the table and left. Asad picked up the checkbook, filled and signed it, and gave it to Imran. "Mere liye paise baadi baat nahi hai par agar phir se Najma koh kohi bhi takleef huwi toh, let's just say you will regret it, Asad warned. Imran was inwardly very happy that their plan has succeeded. "Yeh toh shuruwat hai Asad, aabh toh tumse bahut saare paise leyne hai, he thought. Imran promised Asad that he would take care of Najma and left.

As soon as the door closed, Zoya stared at her husband in disbelief. "Tume kuch bolna hai, Asad said, as he was picking up the checkbook and placing it in his suit pocket. "Aapne Imran koh paise diye? Do you really think that's a good thing? she questioned. "Aur kya karta main? Tumne suna nahi keh saari problem sirf iss wajase hai kyun ki Imran keh business loss aur paiso ki wajase hua hai, Asad replied, stating the fact. "But Asad, Najma koh bilkul bhi accha nahi lagega keh aapne Imran koh paise diye hai. And you really..., Zoya said when he interrupted. "Najma koh paata nahi chalega. Don't say anything to her, please, Asad requested. Zoya sighed, "Main kuch nahi bolungi but aapko saach mein lagtha hai keh hum yeh usse chupana chahiye. She will find out, sooner or later, she explained. "Right now, she doesn't need to know, Asad firmly stated. "I am sorry Mr. Khan par mujhe theek nahi lagtha. Paiso se kohi relationship nahi baj saktha, it's not right, Zoya told him. "Par paiso ki wajase relationship toot the hai, aur main Najma keh saath aisa khabhi nahi hone dunga, Asad said, as his voice filled with agony and his eyes looked out in the distant past. Zoya felt a knot in her stomach as she realized what he was referring to. She had made him recall his past and how his father had abandoned them because of money. "Asad, main, Zoya said. As she stepped forward, she saw him retreat his feet. "I have a meeting to get to, main sham koh tumse milta hoon, Asad said. He started to walk away and Zoya felt her heart dip. "Not again, she thought. Zoya ran up and stood against the door, blocking it. "Zoya, kya karahi ho? Move, he said. "Nahi! You can't walk away again, Zoya firmly stated. Before he could speak, "I am sorry. I was just worried about Najma aur paata nahi, bina sooche maine kuch bhi bola. I didn't mean to hurt you, Zoya said guiltily. Asad knew she didn't mean to hurt him, he trusted her that much at least. "Zoya..tum, he started when she intervened. "Please don't be mad! I swear, saach mein, Zoya said, pinching her throat with her right hand. Asad couldn't believe it! A moment ago, his past had clouded him but looking at her, Asad realized what his present was. It was her! Standing there, with a glint of hope that he wasn't angry and with a childlike innocence in her hazel orbs. Asad shook his head, "Can I finish what I have to say? he asked and Zoya silently nodded. "Main gussa nahi hoon, tumse toh bilkul bhi nahi, Asad told him. "It's just that I hate remembering the past, he added. Zoya moved forward and wrapped her arms around him. Pushing him flush against him, she just stood there! No words were spoken, but her actions spoke louder.

Asad called and offered to pick her up from work. Zoya was overjoyed. As they were driving back, "Subhe Najma kyun nahi aayi? Zoya wondered. "Maine usse bahut saare phone kiye the but she didn't answer, he replied. "Main baat karo? she offered. Asad debated if that was a good idea. "She would at least consider it if I tell her, Zoya said. "Okay fine, Asad agreed. Zoya smiled, "main ghar jaakar, dinner keh baat usse phone karongi, she said. After a few minutes, "Zoya, maine tumse khabhi bola nahi but I just want to say thank you, he stated. "Thank you? Lekin kyun? Zoya said, confused. "For being a good friend, Asad said, turning to look towards her. Something in his eyes made her heart flutter. "You know, friends keh beech sorry aur thank you use nahi karte, Zoya said, being her filmy self. Asad chuckled, "Yeh kohi movie ka dialogue haina? Asad asked. " Come on Asad, you should know keh meri har line filmy hoti hai, aur meri shayaris bhi, Zoya said, proudly. "Oh god, Asad mumbled, recalling her shayaris. "Aapna kuch kaha? she questioned. "Nope! he said as the car came to a stop at the Khan villa. Zoya knew what he had said, of course meri shayaris janahpanah keh standard ki thodi na hogi, she thought. After dinner, Zoya tried calling Najma but she wouldn't answer. She then tried calling Imran's home phone and heard Najma's voice on the other end. "Aabh tum mera phone bhi nahi utasakthi? Zoya asked sadly. "Mujhe bhai keh baare mein baat nahi karni hai, Najma replied. "Please Najma, just give me a few minutes aur meri baat sunlo, she requested. Najma sighed. It wasn't like she didn't love her brother. He meant a lot to her. Najma knew Asad had worked hard and protected her and Dilshad from the world. But, what he did with her and Imran's relationship had hurt a lot as well. "Kya bolna hai aapko? Najma questioned. "Najma, I know keh tume lagtha hai keh main tumare bhaijaan ki side le rahi hoon but believe me, he just wants what is best for you, him, everyone. Asad ne aaj Imran se baat ki and they sorted out their issues. Main bas tumse yeh bolna chathi hoon keh joh bhi hua hai uss baare mein Asad keh point of view se soocho. Unne tumari bahut fikar hai aur Imran keh upar gussa bhi tha kyun ki usne tume hurt kiya, bas issliye unone divorce jaisi baat kardi, Zoya explained. When there was just silence, "tum kuch nahi bologi? Zoya asked. "Mujhe thoda time chahiye, I need to think, Najma told her. "Theek hai, bye, Zoya said and the conversation ended.

The next day, as the family was sitting down for dinner, the doorbell rang. Dilshad excused herself from the table and went to check. As she opened the door, her lips curved into a smile. "Najma, Dilshad said, as she happily moved forward and pulled her daughter in a hug. "Kaisi hai Ammi? Najma said, as they broke apart. "Tum aagayi hona, aabh toh bahut acchi hoon. Aao, Dilshad said and took Najma to the table. As she reached the dining area, Najma saw her brother and she felt her throat go dry. She knew she had spoken more than she should have but she was just extremely hurt. Najma slowly walked up to the chair where her brother sat. Feeling her coming closer, Asad felt his body stiffen up. He was afraid of what she was going to say. The next instant, Asad felt his wife's hand on his shoulder. He turned to look at her and she gave him a assuring smile. Asad stood up to face his sister. Silence filled the room and everyone waited for someone to speak. Asad saw Najma step closer and wrap her arms around him. "I am sorry Bhaijaan, uss din gusse mein paata nahi maine bahut kuch bol diya. I know I have hurt you, she cried. Asad's eyes filled with tears as his arm protectively went around his sister. "Please tamatar, I can't see you cry! Main jaanta hoon maine tume hurt kiya but I was just trying to look after you, I am really sorry too, he replied. Najma broke away from her brother, "I know Bhai. Aapne hamesha mera khayal raka hai and I know that you are protective of me. Lekin Bhaijaan, I want to give my relationship a chance. Main chathi hoon keh main aur Imran khush rahe, aur mera baccha ek khush mahul mein paida ho, she told him. "I know, Asad said, as she cupped Najma's face and placed a kiss on her forehead. Dilshad and Zoya smiled through their tears and Tanveer stood there not caring what was happening. "Iss ghar mein khabhi drama khatam nahi hota, Tanveer mumbled. Wiping her tears, Najma walked up to Zoya and pulled her into a tight embrace. "Thank you, Najma said. Zoya grinned, "Come on tamatar, hum toh best friends haina toh yeh formality kabh se hogayi humare beech, she said. As they stepped away from each other, "aabh chalo, sabh saath mein dinner khate hai, Dilshad said and everyone agreed.

That night, Asad was in the living room finishing a work call when he saw Zoya speaking to someone in the garden. "Yeh Zoya, itni raat koh kisse baat karahi hai? he wondered. Asad tried to see but he couldn't see properly due to the bushes in the way. Asad grabbed his files and walked into the bedroom. As he was finishing his work on his laptop, he saw his wife walk in. Zoya just gave him a smile and walked into the changing room. Few minutes later, Zoya returned and took a seat on the bed. "Zoya, he called out. "Jee, she replied, looking up at him. "Tum kisse baat karahi thi? Asad asked. Zoya looked at him confused, "main? Kabh? she replied. "Abhi, kuch dher phele tum kissi se baat karahi thi na, garden mein, Asad told her. "Mr. Khan, main toh Ammi keh saath unke room mein thi. I wasn't talking to anyone, Zoya said. Asad was bewildered! He was sure he had seen her. Was he mistaken? He thought. "Asad, aap theek haina? she questioned, seeing the various emotions play out on his face. "Yeah, I am fine, he replied, unsure and left the room. "Yeh Mr. Khan itne ajeeb behave kyun karahe the? And how did he see me in the garden? Zoya said to herself. "Maybe he is just tired, she assumed as lay down and closed her eyes, letting slumber take over.

The next day, as they drove to work, Zoya noticed the happiness on Asad's face. She felt her heart flutter. She couldn't see him so disturbed from the past few days. Zoya was glad that Najma had listened to her and apologized to him. As Asad pulled into the office parking, he noticed her looking at him. "Kuch bolna hai? Asad asked. She smiled, "nahi, bas aisi hi dekh rahi thi. I am just glad keh sabh theek hogaya hai, Zoya stated. "Aaj shaam tum kya karahi ho? he suddenly asked, surprising Zoya. "Why? Kuch kaam tha, she wondered. Asad wanted to say it but he couldn't. "No, he firmly replied. Zoya silently nodded and got off the car, she stood there watching him drive away. As Zoya started to walk to the front door, she heard the car come rushing back. She saw her husband get off the car and run up to her. "Sabh theek haina? What happened? Zoya asked, surprised to see him back. "Main tumse poochna chatha tha keh kya tum shaam koh mere saath dinner par chalogi? Asad asked. "Like a date? she blurted out. The next moment, Zoya saw her husband's cheek turn red. "Tum chup nahi reha sakthi Zoya, kuch bhi bolna hai! she yelled to herself. "I mean, dinner...yeah...dinner is fine. Main shaam koh aap milti hoon, she stumbled on her words and rushed inside even before he replied. Asad shook his head, as a smile graced his lips. "Date hai? he thought and left from there. Zoya couldn't contain her excitement the whole day. Her husband, correction, her akdu husband has asked her for dinner. "Kya Mr. Khan bhi mujhe ek dost se zyada kuch samaj the hai? Kya main unne apni feelings baata doon? Par kaise? Jahapanah gussa hogaye toh? Main toh bhooke sher kehliye pizza snack banjaogi, she thought, scared. "Come on Zoya, you are brave! And he is your husband, you can do it! Zoya encouraged herself. "Allah miyan, what's wrong with me? Actually, what's wrong with Mr. Khan? Agar woh itne complicated nahi hote toh main itni confused bhi nahi hoti, she blamed.

Day turned into night and Zoya found her husband waiting for her outside the office. She smiled at him walking out. He opened the door and she got into the passenger seat. "Where are we going? Zoya questioned. "You shall find out! he replied. Zoya rolled her eyes as her lips formed a pout. "Aap baata bhi toh sakthe, she retorted. "Patience ka naam khabhi suna hai? he teased. "Don't try to be funny Mr. Khan, Zoya stated making Asad chuckle. Soon, Asad parked the car and came to get his wife. Zoya smiled as she placed her hand in his and they walked together into the restaurant. Taking a seat, they placed their orders. "Can I ask keh aap mujhe yaha kyun laaye hai? she asked. Asad was taken back at her direct question. "Come on Asad, itna suspense kyun, she told him. "Tumne bola tha keh main thank you nahi bol saktha, so mujhe laaga dinner seems like a nice idea for everything you have done, Asad explained. "Asad, it sounds so business like, she complained. "Aapko hamesha problem hoti thi keh main kuch nahi bol tha aur main aabh kuch karaha hoon toh bhi aapko problem hai, he wondered. Zoya relaxed. She thought about what he was saying, she knew he was right. Mrs. Zoya Ahmed Khan, akdu jahapanah se isse zyada umeed nahi karte, she convinced herself. "I am sorry, you are right. Let's just enjoy dinner, Zoya said cheerfully. Time passed, the waiter bought their food, but the conversation preceded anything. First time, Asad and Zoya felt complete with each other. They spoke about themselves, their relationship, and surprisingly letting go of the past complaints they had against each other. Zoya has never felt so happy since she had come to India. Today, she actually felt like his wife! And she always wanted to be. But was she reaching for too much? Was she expecting too much? Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted when the waiter tripped, pouring water down her dress. "Allah miyan, she screamed, at the sudden cold contact. "I am so sorry Mam, woh carpet, the waiter said guiltily. "It's ok, dont worry, Zoya said as she stood up. Though she was speaking to the waiter, her eyes were on her angry husband. "Asad, hota hai. Main abhi aayi, she said, excusing herself. As Zoya left, her phone rang. Asad ignored it once. Few seconds later, it rang again. Asad picked it up to check who it was. "Akram, the screen read. "Yeh Akram hai kyon joh Zoya koh phone karte rehta hai, he wondered. The call ended and the phone rang again. This time, Asad pressed the answer key, placed the phone against his ear, "Hello! he said...

What will Akram tell Asad? Is there a new storm coming into Asad and Zoya's lives? Will Zoya be able to confess to Asad? Keep reading to find out!