Confessions of Heart
Hello everyone. This is my first try. So please bear with me. Had the idea earlier this week. Please comment, would like to read them.
SILENCE' khan mansion was stunned into silence by the loud words of Asad Ahmed Khan. Dilshad and Najma looked dejected, and Zoya miserable. The guests were perplexed the sudden happenings.
Few minutes ago, khan mansion was beaming with happiness, was thanking allah for making it witness the most beautiful, perfect and a happy couple, the center of attraction of that night, enjoy the party, become shy at a moment and nervous in the next all because of their nikah tomorrow. Last few minutes however changed everything.
Zoya was really happy. After all, what she had dreamt of was happening for real, she was experiencing it and with every passing moment her face glowed at the very thought of her marriage. She was getting all she wanted, an ammi ' Dilshad already loved her a lot, and she knew that this love will only increase tenfold after her nikah ; a young sister ' although she had her elder sister, her aapi she had always wished for a cheerful, notorious, cute little sibling and najma was just perfect, she became her best friend, actually her second best friend as Mr. Khan had said to Mr. Dhurandhar, 'Raabert' was her best friend'' 'Mr. Khan', the name itself did wonders to her, she thought, as she inhaled deeply at the mere thought of his name. She immediately blushed at the name of the person she loved so much. She glanced towards him, standing beside her, as usual handsome. He was the most admirable person known to her. So complicated, yet so simple; simple as his face gave away to her, all his well guarded feelings, with his one eye contact. Yes, she knew it; although asad had himself never expressed his feelings to her all his gestures, the hug in the bathroom after the live wire incident, his lovely gazes, his gift and the note in it, all 'roared' it out loud to her how much he loved her. Even she was not sure of her feelings until recently, but now she was, and that made her even happier. However a small part of her still yearned for him to express his love, because had still refused to accept all the rituals and the marriage as real even till today. And even so they were here celebrating. Was it really 'fake' for him? No, she knew it. Yet dilshad's health had caused him to remain silent till now. Little did she know that dilshad was cleverer than they two and was just pretending to be unwell.
However she was happy now as the charade of 'fake' marriage will end tomorrow, when they will have a 'real' nikah. They will be tied forever. And then she will have ample of time to make him confess his love. Oh how she wished her aapi was here with her, she would have loved to share all her feelings with her. Her aapi knew about this charade. After the pictures zoya saw on net of their engagement she had soon received a call from her aapi and jeeju, full of worry and anger. She could not lie to them. She explained them everything and told it will be over soon that they did not worry about her, and most important not come in India. She had earnestly requested them not to contact dilshad and her aapi had promised not to, she had promised to be there on the day of nikah if or not the marriage happens, to give her blessings if it happens or to take her back to NY permanently if not. Zoya feared the latter. Until then aapi had refused to even talk to her as she was not really positive about the entire 'fake' fiasco. Jeeju had however assured zoya that he would try to convince her aapi and was hence regularly updated by zoya about the events in India. In a way she was happy her aapi was also informed.
"Allah Miyah! Have I become so emotional that I am actually imagining aapi in front of me!?!", zoya said.
"Oh please Ms. Farooqi, she is indeed here" she heard asad say besides her.
"No Mr. Khan she can't come now she said she will come tomorrow. She refused o even talk to me till then. There's something wrong with her, Allah Miyah what's wrong with her I haven't seen her so mad till now."
With every step aapi took, she remembered the word she had heard from the anonymous caller, which made her take the net possible flight and come to India, to stop the nikah, to stop her sister's life getting ruined.
----Flashback----
"Hello, am I speaking to zoya farooqi's sister?"
"Yes I am zoya's sister. Sorry I did not recognize you. Are you her friend?"
"Yeah you can say so. Aapi, I have just called you to tell about the recent happenings in her life. I got to know she does not speak to you, so I thought its better someone should tell you."
"What? Who are you? What are you saying?"
"Yeah. It's just that, Mr. Asad Ahmed khan is not yet ready to let his mother know the truth of his engagement, you know a fake engagement. And so the marriage day being so close, asad and zoya have decided to marry. But as and when his mother is out of danger they will spill the beans to her and break up. Zoya doesn't mind as she cannot deny Mr. Khan you know. And I thought you better know. So I just'.."
"Shut up. Who are you to tell me all this???"
"Just a well wisher or a friend as you suggested. But don't worry about me, worry about your sister, her life is just about to get ruined'."
And the caller hung up.
----Flashback----
Aapi was drifted back to present and was now standing in front of zoyaand asad. All eyes were fixed on this stranger who just barged in without anyones permission. Dilshad and najma knew her, but as asad and zoya they too were too much confused to react. Only one person in the crowd was happy seeing her. Tanveer on the pretext of adjusting her dupatta bent her head slightly down and had an evil smile.
Finally my call was well received and reacted upon. Zoya's aapi was in front of zoya to stop the nikah.
Zoya and asad, both confused, were waiting for aapi to say something.
"Aapi??" said Zoya, tears clouding her vision.
Aapi was staring at asad; she looked at zoya and back at asad. And almost shouted,
"What do you think of yourself Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan?"
it had started as an os actually. but could not help itš. so converted in two parts. will update the next part till tomorrow itself. this part was hence a background and so maybe a bit boring but next part is a complete convo, main one. hope you like it.š
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