FF Nights of confrontations Completed-Epilogue p70

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*edited* so I decided to get organized :)

INDEX

Part 1: Page 1 (below) Part 2: Page 3 Part 3: Page 5 Part 4: Page 8

Part 5: Page 11 Part 6: Page 14 Part 7: Page 17 Part 8: Page 19

Part 9: Page 21 Part 10: Page 24 Part 11: Page 28 Part 12: Page 31

Part 13: Page 32 Part 14: Page 36 Part 15: Page 41 Part 16: Page 46

Part 17: Page 50 Part 18: Page 53 Part 19: Page 55 Part 20: Page 59

Part 21: Page 63 Part 22: Page 67 Epilogue: Page 70

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This FF is inspired by the episode when aapi arrived.

Part 1:

The night of aapi's arrival and the confrontation...

In the balcony where Asad and Zoya usually meet. Zoya sat there thinking about the wedding, her fake wedding.

(Zoya's POV)

Allah Miyaan, it's 12 am and I'm so restless. I feel so guilty; I can't hurt everyone by doing this fake wedding. However It somehow still feels right. Ya Allah, I pray to you to be with me, this time again. Help me differentiate between right and wrong. When I was getting married to Akram you gave me the courage to follow my heart. You know how significant a wedding is to me and I can't believe how many times I've disrespected it. The reasons earlier were justified, and as much as I love Phupi...I'm sure there is another way out. We can't go on like this. I am so confused as to what Mr. Khan has in his mind. I can't read him. He doesn't want to let me go, neither does he want to accept me.

I do realize that I have feelings for him...I don't know what they are and I don't want to acknowledge those feelings either ... not when Mr. Khan is uncertain. He is so emotionally challenged; his actions say things that his words contradict. I also remember Ayaan telling me the other day that Mr. Khan would not want to marry me. In fact, isn't that what Mr. Khan thinks as well? He thinks I'm a misfit for his family. Why can't he express himself? Why can't he go beyond "Woh actually..."? Is it may be because I've never tried to hear him out? May be next time when I talk to him, I will hear him out... I want to know what's going on. I am curious to know his feelings... even if he doesn't wish to get married. And if that is the case, we will figure a way out.

Allah Miyaan, show me a path that shall be the solution to this. I do not want to hurt anyone, and I can't see Mr. Khan unhappy with this wedding.

There she was with teary eyes, eyes that were full of hope. She was hoping to find her way soon. Little did she know that Asad was watching her. He decided that he had to talk to her, he couldn't see her upset. But how could he have gone without coffee?

(Asad's POV)

I'm sorry Zoya, I didn't want to hurt you. I can't see you upset like this, I must talk to you. After talking to Ammi today, I know I have to tell you how I feel about you. I can't let you go. I just need you to hear me out once.

It was 12.30 am. The coffee took 10 minutes to be made, but Asad couldn't get himself to go make the coffee, he just wanted to keep looking at her. However, when the coffee was made he went to the balcony, where he found Zoya tearing up even more. She hadn't noticed his presence yet.

Feelings are important Mr. Khan, but you have to know that I need solidity in the relationship. If you don't want this wedding, I will go off to New York. Aapi won't let me stay here. If I don't marry you, I will marry someone else. The main reason why I didn't want to get married was because I wanted to know about my Abbu, and now that I know' I have no reason to not get married.

"Coffee, Ms. Farooqui?"

"Thank you Mr. Khan"

"I made it just the way you like it"
"hmmm"

"Are you alright, Ms. Farooqui?"

"Allah Miyaan, what's wrong with you Mr.Khan? You put me in this situation, and then you ask me am I alright. You know Mr. Khan, you are so emotionally challenged. It's so hard to know what's in your mind. Why can't you express it? I know I'm smart, but I still can't read you."

"I found out today that Ammi was pretending to be sick, so that we would get married"

Zoya's heart sunk, for she knew there was nothing holding them close anymore. There was no reason to marry. Her face said it all. Asad looked hurt, he didn't expect his mom to do that' but he wasn't as hurt as Zoya was. He knew why she lied to them. Asad thought Zoya was hurt because Ammi lied. He couldn't have been more wrong.

Ya Allah, does that mean now he has no reason to marry me anymore? Earlier there was hope for solidity, but now... I'm just going to hear him out, just as I decided I would.

"When I found out I was relieved of this burden"

Did he say "burden", I cannot believe him. He thinks I'm a burden; the bond that we share is a burden. I really thought we shared something special. I thought he cared for me. I'm okay that he's uncertain about this marriage. Yes, it does hurt when he says it's fake, but that hurt is nowhere in comparison to be thought of as a burden. This is horrible.

"You know I feared this marriage because of my insecurities. I feared that I would hurt you, after all I am Mr. Rashid Ahmed Khan's son. But after Ammi spoke to me, and told me that I need to let go of my past and not allow it to affect my present. She thinks that I should stop thinking that I will commit the same mistakes that he did. But I want to know whether you think so as well? I don't ever want to hurt you, but will you stick by me if I do so unknowingly?" I do remember how she stuck by me, even when I physically hurt her. Ya Allah, you know how much I have regretted that one incident. I never wish for it to repeat again. And if she just says yes, she will stick by me... I will be the happiest person on Earth. I just want her to be mine. "After the burden of marriage was taken off, I know what I want, but do you want it? Zoya, aap itni bhi buri nahi hain, jitna ke maine soocha tha. Aur hum shayaad saath reh sakthe hain."

"Allah Miyaan, What's wrong with you Mr. Khan! Is that a proposal? You are really emotionally challenged."

Even though he was emotionally challenged, her face had lit up unlike ever before. The blush was prominent. She realized he didn't think of her as a burden, but the circumstance of being forced to face his insecurities was quite a burden.

"Is that a yes Ms. Farooqui?"

"Mr. Khan, I want a better proposal than this."

"I'm sure you'll have no problem dreaming one"

"You're impossible Mr. Khan. But you are forgetting, Zoya Farooqui kuch bhi kar sakthi hai!"

"My coffee is over, goodnight Ms. Farooqui"

"Wait Mr.Khan..."

As she went behind to stop him, she slipped. Her eyes were shut as she expected to fall on the floor... but how could she when Asad was there for her. He caught her in time, and there was a Mitwa moment.

"How insensitive Mr. Khan! I get proposed for the first, and the last time in my life and it's like this? 'Main itni bhi buri nahi hoon?'"

"Woh, actually..."

"Don't even go there Mr. Khan..."

"It's quite late, you should sleep"

It was a day where Zoya and Asad could have got anything they asked for and they had asked for each other. Asad slept peacefully that night, having no insecurities and feelings stuck within him. The love of his life knew how he felt. And he knew how she felt.

Hope you liked it. Thank you for reading this :)

=> Part 2

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This was amazing! Loved it!
Oh and ur new? Hearty welcome. U write wonderfully for a first timer!

Originally posted by: nikki.171

This was amazing! Loved it!
Oh and ur new? Hearty welcome. U write wonderfully for a first timer!

Thank you guys! I'm glad you guys liked it :)

And nikki, thank you ... i'm quite overwhelmed with this forum. I've been a silent reader for a few years for different shows. But this forum of QH is really warm, which is great... and hence I decided to finally become a member so I could post too :)

So thank you for such a warm welcome : D

awww

Unless another Mangalpur fiasco happens ...I really think this is exactly how Asad will propose to her xD Cause he's not gonna fricken burst out I love you at the top of his lungs! Anyways love love loved it! Amazing!!

Hello again! I decided to continue. Thank you for reading and appreciating what I wrote :)

Ps. Now that I decided to continue does that mean it's not an OS anymore? Should I change the "category" ?

Part 2:

Although they had just said goodnight there was a lingering feeling. The feeling that couldn't be ignored and wouldn't die out... He wanted to be with her, and she wanted to be with him. Nothing had changed, but everything had. Overwhelmed by happiness, they both had a sleepless night.

Finally the morning had dawned upon them, and the wait time had come to an end.

Zoya's POV:

Allah Miyaan, what's wrong with me? I can't even decide what to wear! It's not like I'm meeting Mr. Khan for the first time!

Asad's POV:

Am I supposed to feel this way? How should I behave at breakfast? I can't be akdu anymore, can I? Actually, I don't have to do anything! Ms. Farooqui will just go on talking without noticing anything. So I guess, it's ok.

(Dilshad enters asad's room)

"Asad, have you told her yet? Main Zoya bechari ko aise udaas nahi dekh sakti hoon!"
*Asad rolls his eyes* "Ammi, I already told her how I feel..."

Dilshad was so happy that her son had finally expressed himself, she was excited to hear about it!

" Really? What did you tell her?"

"What I practiced with you yesterday."

" Ya Allah, Asad tum bewakoof kism ke admi ho! How can you propose her like that?"

"Ammi, it's ok. She got the point."

"NO! you have to really say "I love you" and "will you marry me?"... look, we all ladies are going for a walima and I'll make sure Zoya doesn't come. I want you to take advantage of this situation and take her out for a date. Give her a present, take her out for dinner, and propose. If you don't, I won't let you enter the house tonight. Alright?"

"Ammi, aap yeh kya... "

"Asad, this is your last chance."

(Dilshad leaves)

Dilshads POV:

I was excited for nothing! Ya Allah, give my son the courage to express himself. Little does he know that this beautiful journey has many bittersweet moments that are best shared when two people are able to fully express themselves! These two kids of mine have a long way to go... and this is just the start of it. They have yet to build trust, understanding, patience, acceptance, honesty, respect and so much more. And how did I forget? They have to start calling each other by their first names; I seriously don't understand what's this about "Ms. Farooqui" and "Mr. Khan" business. I will talk to Asad about this in the future. Looks like they have more to learn than what keeps a relationship going. But I also know that they are meant for each other.

Asad's POV:

Ya Allah, what's all this now? At least it will be a bit easier saying "I love you" since we already know how we feel for each other. What should I do though? Where should I take her and what should I give her? He was mesmerized with flashbacks, and the answers came to him.

He headed out for breakfast and so did Zoya. Their eyes met, but he had things on his mind so he had no time to stare at her. He was busy planning and organizing things in his head.

Zoya's POV:

Allah Miyaan, what's wrong with Mr. Khan? Is he ignoring me? Ya Allah, I hope he doesn't go back into his akdu mode and deny all that we had last night. He is driving me crazy. He's not even looking at me! I shouldn't have taken that extra effort to get ready.

Once things sorted out in Asad's head, he couldn't help but admire her. Although he had the newspaper in his hand and his eyes seemed to be glued to them, he was actually looking at her. He cringed about why she had to sit beside him instead of being opposite. It would be easier to look at her without being caught. He was admiring her completely as though something was different, and it surely was... she had made an extra effort of course.

Later Zoya headed towards her room, and after a while Asad followed.

"Ms. Farooqui?"

"Allah Miyaan Mr. Khaan, aaj aap knock bina hi aa gaye?"

"Woh, actually"

*Zoya rolls her eyes* "Not again Mr. Khan, kal ke baad mujhe laaga shayad aap abh thoda acche se express kar payenge, par aap ko abhi bhi emotionally challenged hi hain"

"Ms. Farooqui, yeh aap ke liye hai"

"Yeh gift mere liye? Thank you Mr.Khan... but what is this for? Aaj toh mera birthday bhi nahi hai!"

He just loved that smile on her face, and it was gratifying to know that he was the reason behind that smile.

"Just open it and you will know"

(Asad leaves, while she opens the gift box)

Zoya's POV:

Ya Allah, it's a sari again! Oh and here is a note. I hope it explains what's going on, but first let me open this sari. Oh no, this one is short-sleeved. How am I going to wear this? And what will I tell Mr. Khan? Actually, it's high time he finds out about my scars. But will he still be able to accept me the way he would have earlier? Even if he doesn't, it's not right for me to hide it from him. But if I wear this sari, everyone will know about the burns... not just him. Anyways, let me read the note first.

Dear Zoya,

I hope you won't turn this sari into a kurti again. Be ready at 6pm, we're going out for dinner.

Hmmm, so this is what's going on. Is it like a date? Allah Miyaan, what's wrong with me... I can already feel the butterflies in my stomach! No wonders he chose a red sari. Should I mix and match a blouse with this sari? But I don't have any blouse complimentary to this color. May be I'll take this blouse to the tailor and tell him to make detachable sleeves. This way when we are alone, and when I have told him about the scars, and if he still wants me to wear it with short sleeves... I will.

Asad's POV:

I gave her a short-sleeved blouse, I wonder if she'll like it or not. I've never seen her wear anything short sleeved. It's weird how she can wear jeans and tops but still remain fully covered, which is great. I hope she wears that sari though!

I will write more soon.

=> Part 3