PART 7'Mr.Khan planning aese kari hai apne jaisa key it's a date still you are saying that it's just a dinner' zoya complaint for the nth time and he sighed 'zoya why are you adamant to make me say it's a date, its not, it's just a dinner ' he repeated on which zoya rolled her eyes 'ya right' she mumbled as she looked around at the empty restaurant, which was decorated with heart balloons, a soft music was playing in the back ground while there was some beautiful lightening which made the scene more romantic with their table in the center
Asad too looked around and took in a breath 'tamatar ko responsibility dene hi nahe chahie the' he sighed
'Bhaijan, book a restaurant for her, just two of you, that could be the best return gift in fact leave it to me, i will arrange everything' asad remembered her suggestion as he looked around at the overly decorated hall
'Bhaijan give her a red rose when you both settle down' he shook his head as he looked at her hand in which she held that red rose which he gave her some minutes back
'Bhaijan gift her a saari too' her another suggestion and it reminded him of the bag he had kept in the car, he planned to give it to her while dropping her home
''Tamatar you are gone...I am never going to ask you for help''
And he send her the message before shifting his attention back at zoya who was looking around bored 'Isse acha ap mjhe kise dhaba par lejate, I am so bored, yhan ass pass dekhne ko bhe kuch nahe hai Mr.Khan ' she huffed
'Zoya can I ask you something?' He said ignoring her complaints a minute back and she nodded a yes 'why do you call me Mr.Khan sometimes?' 'Jab mjhe ap par gussa ata hai ya jab ap mere smjh nahe atey na, to mjhe apko asad kehne ka dil nahe karta ' she told him without thinking and he couldn't help but frown 'What type of logic is this?' 'it's zoya's logic Mr.Budhu Ahmed Khan, you won't understand' she said with a giggle 'Did you just...just called me budhu?' 'Kehna to mai apko jhuta or boring chahti hun but I am trying to calm myself down isliye budhu, now don't argue over it...' she ordered and he was ready to bounce back but she glared at him
'I said na, dont argue' she warned which was enough to make him quiet, he looked at her poker face and then he chuckled, she raised her brow at him 'care to share the joke' she said in same tune while he shook his head and came a little forward, intertwining his hands and placing it on the table 'it's just that, if any of my employ would witness this na, then they might lose their mind' 'witness what?' 'The way you make me quiet...ajj se pehle kise ki himmat nahe hue mjhe chup kehne ki and here you can't even let me talk' and he laughed a bit
She stopped the smile that was about to appear on her lips and gave him a Oh Really look 'to ap argue na krein and I won't ask you to stay quiet, also, there is a big difference in both situations' 'and what's that?' 'it's simple, you are their employer while I am going to be your wife...' she said and coming forward a little, intertwined her hands and placed them on the table, just like him, asad did'nt show but he liked how she addressed herself as his to be wife
For a moment, they stayed quiet and kept looking at each other before their lips broke into a chuckle and soon they were laughing together
Asad parked the car outside her house and turned to her who was removing her seat belt, he raised his hand towards the back seat and brought the bag in front, she was by now looking at him, he forwarded the bag at her 'thank you for accompanying me' she smiled widely and took it 'thank you Asad' 'your welcome' 'I will go now, thanks for dropping' she said and he just smiled, she then got out of the car and made her way towards the house, he kept looking at her until she was inside, he was about to look away and start the car when she turned to wave at him, he smiled a little too much and waved back and soon she went inside and he left
Next Morning, he woke up to find a message from Zoya, he opened the message expecting it to be a Good Morning but once again this girl surprised him, he shook his head as the message read
'Mr.Khan I am not going to wear saree's after wedding'
He got up and sat by the head board, thinking of something, after a minute he typed a reply
'You mean to say, you didn't like my gift?'
And he got her reply within a second
'Of course not...!!!''Sari's make me feel like an oldy, I will just wear it on special occasions'
She further messages
'And what if I say I like you in sari'
He asked, thou he would never ask her to do something which she doesn't want but he was enjoying this conversation with her
This time she took sometime in replying but when she did he couldn't help but laugh out aloud
'What if I say I like you in dhoti's will you wear them for me on daily basis???????'
'May be I will'he replied
'To wo apki marzi, mai to nahe pahen sakti sari wari, I will look like an aunty -_- '
He shook his head 'pagal hai yeh ladki' He mumbled and typed his reply
'Okay Miss Ziddi Faroqui, I got your point'
He got her reply quickly
'Hawww!!! Did you just call me Ziddi?'
And he didn't reply to this, he so wished to see her expressions right now, thus he didn't reply, because may be they can continue it later and he could enjoy her antics and whole day went by like this only, she didn't message him anything after that but that little chat in the morning was enough to light up his mode for the rest of the day
Next day Asad was in his office while his staff was having their lunch break when his mobile rang 'Hello' He picked it up without checking who it is 'Can I please get an appointment to meet you...Right now?' The other person said
Asad frowned and looked at the caller I.D to confirm it's her 'Zoya?' 'Yes Mr.khan' 'Oh you are back to Mr.Khan...phirse gussa hogaye?' 'Mai gussa hi the Mr.Heartless Ahmed Khan...' he raised his brow with amusement 'ohkay...Got it but why do you need an appointment?' 'Because right now I am in your office and technically your receptionist didn't believe me when I said I am your soon to be fiance' Asad eyes widened 'you are outisde, ywait a moment'
He quickly picked up the receiver on the table and called his receptionist outside and told her to send zoya in...A moment later zoya walked in with a grumpy look 'I am sorry to keep you waiting' 'it's fine, waise bhe I can understand why your receptionist didn't believe me' 'oh is that so, I would like to know the reason too' 'because you are insensitive, akdu, jhagrail, badtameez and heartless' she told him with a forced smile but anger was still visible in it
Asad stopped himself from smiling at her choice of words 'is this your revenge for calling you Ziddi?' He asked with a straight face and she rolled her eyes 'I dont want to talk to you Mr.Khan' she told him and he chuckled 'Okay I am sorry, I was just trying to pull your leg Ms.Not so Ziddi Faroqui' 'Mr.Khan' she warned 'Okay sorry...I lost' He said raising his hands as if giving up but that little smile at the corner of his lips was visible to her and she couldn't but smile
He sighed 'by the way what brought you here?' 'Shopping' 'umm what?' 'Shopping' 'You want to go to shopping?' 'I want to go to shopping with you Asad' 'what? No ways, Zoya I don't like shopping and all...please keep me out of it' Oh Really Mr.Khan!! Phir mere liye saree kaise le aye the App?' 'Look that was an exceptional case!!' 'Ya Right, dekhein Mr.Khan, it's our engagement day after tomorrow aur apni engagement ki shopping mai apke sath hi karungi warna I will come in my jeans and tops' she threatened and he rolled his eyes 'You can't just threaten me on this Zoya...I won't come' 'Mr.khan i swear you will see the worst side of me if you didn't agree' 'well even you might witness the same' He replied in the same way
'Mr.Khan' she warned 'Zoya' and he did same, but her face softened and her eyes moistened 'Please Asad, mjhe apke sath shopping karni hai' she said with a baby face and he sighed 'that's not fair zoya' He said giving up again and her eyes widened with happiness 'it means you are coming?' 'Do I get a choice?' 'Of course not' she giggled 'toh chalain?' She asked getting up 'after you ma'am' 'haha'
Lunch break was over when Asad along with Zoya came out of his cabin and he couldn't help but agree on what zoya, none of his employ would actually believe that he is getting married, their expressions said it all
'Asad first we will get a sherwani for you and then we will buy a saree for me' 'and why that?' 'Because I want us to be color coordinated' 'that doesn't matter zoya' 'please na' 'Acha ok' 'yayy' he shook his head 'You are such a kid' and I will always make sure that you stay same he thought as they made their way to one of the shop
Half an hour later they were done with Asad's shopping, he chose a cerulean blue color sherwani for him, a silver color broach along with a pair of mojari's, everything was of zoya's choice
'Come Asad, let's check some saree shops downstairs' zoya said as they exited the sherwani shop 'saree?' 'Yess' 'didn't you say that you don't like wearing saree's?' He asked and she shrugged her shoulders 'Aapi asked me to wear that only' 'and what you want to wear?' 'Waisa toh I love my tops a lot but for engagement, a shalwar suit would be good but Aapi said it won't look good for engagement' 'ohhh'
As they reached downstairs she was making her way towards the left when he held her hand 'Zoya, come with me' He said and she nodded, they then made their way towards one of the designer shop 'So Zoya, now choose what you want to' He said as she looked around 'Asad there is hardly any saree' 'I know that Zoya' 'then why are we here?' 'Because you are not going to wear a saree Zoya' huh!' 'Zoya mai jo keh raha hun wo karo' 'asad but api' 'Zoya I will manage your Apii...Abhi let's finish this shopping' He told her in a convincing tune 'alright...it's on you then...I will go and check some shalwar suits ' she agreed with a wide smile 'sure'
The shop was huge, Asad calmly waited on one of the couch which were placed for the customers while zoya roamed around to check the dresses
A while later Asad was checking his emails when she called out for him, he looked up and froze, she was wearing a cerulean blue color frock, it was a long frock with work of silver on it, the work wasn't too heavy, most of it was on the top, on sleeves and rest of the work was on the borders
Asad blinked his eyes and got up from the couch, she took baby steps towards him 'how am I looking?' 'You look...Pretty Zoya' he complimented and she looked down, a small blush adorning her cheeks
'I am taking it then' ' Great' ' I will go and change' saying so she walked back to the changing room, asad smiled and sat back on the couch, soon zoya came and they payed for the dress, they then had lunch at the food court after which zoya bought some light jwelery and shoes for her after which asad dropped her back at home
Her mobile rang for the fifth time and she finally opened her eyes to welcome the distraction, she looked at the caller with slight opened eyes and picked it up
'What the hell humzi, why are you calling me so early in the morning?' She asked without opening her eyes, hiding her face in her pillow as she held her mobile close to her ear
'Zoe zoe zoe, wake upp pleaseee, I have an amazing news to share...' Zoya opened her eyes at her response
'What is it??' She asked curiously
'Guess guess' humaira said which was enough to raise her temper
'Humzi don't play these games at this hour, you had already ruined my sleep now tell me what is this amazing news otherwise I am disconnecting the call' she said playing her cards
'Its my news, you can't just threaten me'
'Oh I can and now don't become a bechari and spill it out'
'Zoe yaar...'
'Humzi now'
'Fine, I am getting married'
'What?'
'I am getting married'
'Come again ?'
'Zoe, I am telling you for the last time, i am getting married'
'What the hell, I left you alone for just one week and that idiot fiance of yours started playing his cards?' She said and humaira laughed
'Ayaan doesn't know yet...uncle aunty said we will surprise him and you are going to help us' humaira told her
'What the hell yaar, why are you driving me insane so early in the morning?? What surprise?'
''We are coming to India, you know know about my paternal uncle's family story, they are In Delhi, I know you were coming back tomorrow but now you are going to stay back and plan something out for stopping Ayaan, till we come' humaira explained
'You mean I have to tolerate his antics for two more days and stopping means I have to accompany him to his boring business gatherings...What are you guyz trying to do to me yaar...I can't do this' she cried
'Come on now drama queen, I know you enjoy his company...also it's just two days...after that we are going to have lots and lots of fun...I am getting married' humaira said excited
'On a serious note Humzi, it's going to be so much fun, bring raheela khala with you, I will talk to her today and arrange her tickets' Zoya said
'Of course I will, and listen, ami left for India last night, she will be there today, she will stay at uncle's place and also arrange everything before we reach' humaira told her and then the two best friends chatted about each and everything they are going to do with their excitement rising with each passing moment and while zoya's sleep was long forgotten
Same Day, when asad returned back from office, he was surprised to find his only phopo at their place, it clearly didn't please him, his phopo had left to London after whatever his abu did to them, she clearly was guilty of whatever her brother did to her bhabhi and unable to face them she distanced herself from Dilshaad and him, and later after few months she shifted to UK, and then there was no contact between them
She along with Dilshaad was sitting on the couch when asad came 'Bhabhi yeh hamara asad hai na?' She asked Dilshaad who nodded 'Asad beta, did you recognize me? I am your Ruksar phopo...' she introduced herself because logically when she left asad was just 5 years old and any kid of that age wouldn't easily recognize her but Asad had suffered a lot in that little age and just like other things he remember her too
'Of course I do, Phopo' He said taking her blessings by kissing her right palm , she placed her hand on his head and kissed his forehead 'kaisa hai phopo ki jaan?' She asked lovingly as they sat on one of the couch 'theak hun phopo...ap theak hain?' He asked in his same formal tune
He can't just welcome her with a wide smile forgetting the past, he was never that great to forget anyone's past doings except for zoya, ruksar understanding his behavior sighed and looked down 'i am sorry for the past asad, I had my own reasons beta, I left because I couldn't stay back, my husband, he was facing a lot of problems and I had to be with him' 'it's okay phopo, don't explain anything' he said not liking her guilt ridden face
'Nahe beta it isn't,I know I had hurt you, but when my own brother was unaware of my hardships and denied any kind of help for me, I had to give in to your uncle's demand and leave India, he had found a great job in UK, and he wanted me to come with him while I wanted to stay back for you, bhabhi and Bhaijan, you were like my child asad when I had no child of my own for a long time but Bhaijan's rudeness forced me to go away, he clearly asked me to never interfere in your matters, i was helpless, I am sorry' she cried
'Ruksar please, don't cry, it's ok, it's past now' Dilshaad tried to console her while asad took in a deep breath 'so you ruined another relation of yours Mr.Khan, whenever I try to forgive you from heart, I just get another reason to hate you' Asad wiped the lone tear that rolled down his cheek and turned to ruksar 'phopo it's fine, it's really fine, please don't cry' Asad said taking her in a hug
Soon she calmed down and now was telling them about her life after she left India, how her husband got a transfer to New York 17 years back 'and now finally after what like 24 years I am back to India' 'how is your daughter ruksar? she was just 2 when you left' Dilshaad asked and she smiled 'she is absolutely fine bhabhi, In fact I came back because of her wedding only' 'that's great news, Congratulations' 'thank you bhabhi' just then najma came downstairs
'Ami phopo's room is ready' najma told them and came to asad as he got up to hug 'how was your day bhaijan?' 'It was good tamatar' 'bhabhi I need to book a good guest house of delhi, shaadi tak we are in India only' ruksar said as najma too sat beside Dilshaad and asad took his place
'Phopo no need to book anything, this house is yours only also we have our own guest house, we can manage' 'wow kiski shaadi hai??' Najma asked excited making ruksar smile and asad and Dilshaad chuckle at her excitment 'meri beti ki' she replied 'kiya name hai apki beti ka phopo?' 'Humaira'
hellooo everyone, sorry for the delay, mera WIFI mar gaya tha😆😕 anyways the update is here, hit like and leave back your reviewss😊 Also I am a little late but still Happy 6th QH Anniversary guyzzz❤️
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