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Hello everyone...this is my 2nd AsYa OS.
Here it goes...
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It was dinner time at KV and Asad, Zoya, Najma and Dilshad took their places."Asad, Zoya Haseena bi ka phone aya tha woh chahti thi ki hum kal hi Najma aur Imran ki sagai kar de. Tumhara kya khayal hai" asked Dilshad
"Phuphi zara Tamatar ko toh dekhiye kaise blush kar rahi hai. Wow! Kal Sagai I think it is a great idea" gushed Zoya
"Lekin Ammi itni jaldi tayari kaise hogi" said Asad with a tensed face
"Mr. Khan aap bhi na sab kuch ho jayega aur waise bhi iss duniya main aisa koi bhi kaam hai jo Zoya Farooki nahi kar sakti hai? Don't worry phuphi sab ho jayega"
There was something about Zoya that made Asad's day brighter. Maybe it was just this craziness about her. Although he rolled his eyes he felt happy thinking about how much Zoya means to his family and him and how much she cares about them.
"Toh mein Haseena Bi ko bol doon ki kal sagai hai?" asked Dilshad
"Jaisa aap thik samjhe Ammi" said Asad looking at a blushing Najma.
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Next morning...
Zoya and Dilshad had been busy getting all the preparations for the engagement ceremony. Zoya was in charge of everything and she ordered all the workers around.
Asad had just come out of his room to witness the craziness going on in his house.
"Zoya beta idhar ao!" called Dilshad.
"Ji phuphi?"
"Zoya tum aaj kya pehen rahi ho"
"Allah miyan what's wrong with me! Meine toh socha hi nahi. Koi baat nahi mein wohi pehen loongi jo meine Eid me pehna tha"
"Lekin Zoya tum naye kapde kyun nahi le aati"
"Arre phuphi aaj Najma ka din hai, aur waise bhi itni tayariyan karni hai, Najma ko bhi tayar karna hai. Don't worry mein woh pehen loongi" assured Zoya.
Little did she know Asad had witnessed the conversation and he had an idea.
The day went by. Asad had gone out and the ladies were busy preparing for the ceremony in the evening.
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"Ammi...Tamatar?" shouted Asad as he walked in.
"Arre Asad tum aa gaye"
"Ji Ammi...mein koi madat karoon"
"Nahin Asad sab ho gaya hai, Zoya ne sab kuch kar diya. Lekin uss bechari ne subah se kuch nahi khaya. Yeh ladki bhi na. Tum betho mein tumhare liye khana laga deti hoon or Zoya ko bula leti hoon"
Asad was worried. Zoya had not eaten anything.
"Waise ammi Ms. Farooki hai kahan"
"Woh Najma ke kamre mein usse tayar kar rahi hai. Tum betho mein usse bula lati hoon"
Dilshad went to call Zoya in Najma's room.
"Zoya jao jake kuch kha lo. Mein yahan Najma ki madat karti hoon. Go"
"Lekin phuphi mujhe bhook nahi hai mein baad mein kha loongi."
"No arguments Zoya. Go!"
Zoya reluctantly left and entered the dining area.
"Mr. Khan aap aa gaye"
"Ms. Farooki woh...actually...aye na bhatiye"
"Allah miyan what's wrong with you Mr. Khan? Mujhe baut kaam hai. Tayar hona hai phir wapas Najma ki bhi madat karni hai...aap khahiye mein aati hoon"
"Lekin Ms. Farooki apne kuch nahi khaya"
"Mr. Khan don't worry. I am a strong girl"
Zoya left for her room to get ready.
Asad took his plate of food and the bag he had kept beside him and followed Zoya.
"Mr. Khan aap mera peecha kyun kar rahe hai. Mujhe tayar hona hai"
"Ms. Farooki mein kuch nahi soon ne wala hoon. Pehle aap khuch khayiye. Phir baaki kam karna" With that he made her sit on her bed and fed her with his own hands.
"Thank you Mr. Khan. Lekin aapne bhi kuch nahi khaya na? Yeh lijeya" She turned his hand from her mouth to his and made sure he took a bite as well.
They finished eating together and Zoya remembered all the work she had to do and get ready. She stood up to leave only to feel a strong tug. Asad pulled her close to him.
"Ji Mr. Khan?"
"Woh Ms. Farooki. Mein aapke liye kuch laya hoon"
"Mere liye?" asked a surprised Zoya.
"Ji" He took out a box from the gift bag and gave it to Zoya. "Woh subah meine aapki aur ammi ki baatein sun li thi. Toh mein aapke liye ye laya hoon. Mein chahta hoon ki aap Najma ki sagai mein yeh pehne aur purane kapde nahi" Asad smiled at a happy and blushing Zoya.
Zoya was touched by Asad's gesture. Only Asad could make her feel this special.
"Thank you so much Mr. Khan" She opened the box to find a gorgeous saree. She tip toed to hug Asad and he reciprocated. Just when she was about to go change she felt Asad pulling her once again.
"Yes Mr. Khan?"
"Woh actually...Ms. Farooki meri ek shart hai. Mein chahta hoon ki sabse pehle iss saree mein main aapko dekhoon" Asad said hesitantly.
Zoya blushed and put her arms around Asad's neck "Jo hookum Jahapana. Aap yahan rukiye mein abhi aati hoon" Zoya took the saree and went to the bathroom to change.
Asad was mesmerized looking at his Zoya in the saree of his choice. She looked gorgeous. But something was missing. Her smile.
"Ms. Farooki. Kya hua aapko saree pasand nahi ayi?" asked a confused Asad...she was looking great...but what was wrong then?
"Nahin Mr. Khan...woh kya hai na...woh...dori..." she reached both her hands to her back.
Asad turned her around to notice that Zoya had not tied the dori of her blouse. He blushed looking at her and Zoya could feel her cheeks become the darkest shade of red.
"Koi baat nahi...I mean...actually...mein aapki madat kar deta hoon" Asad hesitated. He carefully took the two strings and delicately tied them together. This made millions of butterflies dance in Zoya's stomach as she could feel Asad's hands on her back.
"Ho gaya"...he turned her around.
"Shukriya Mr. Khan" Zoya smiled. Asad smiled back. He was mesmerized by his Zoya who looked extremely pretty in the saree.
Zoya went near the mirror to put on the earrings she had set aside. She anticipated Asad to leave the room. Instead he came closer and stood behind her.
"Ji Mr. Khan...aapko kuch chahiye?" asked Zoya.
"Ms. Farooki...woh kuch kammi hai" said Asad with a smirk as they looked at each other through the mirror.
"What do you mean Mr. Khan? Allah miyan kahin mein moti toh nahi lag rahi hoon?"
Asad rolled his eyes at Zoya's innocence. He placed his hands on Zoya's shoulders. "Nahin Zoya...aap baut khoobsurat lag rahi hai...lekin..."
"Lekin kya Mr. Khan?"
"Aankhen bhand kijiye..."
"Ji...?" Zoya was confused.
"Meine kaha aankhen bhand kijiye" Asad put his hand over Zoya's eyes and directed her to close them.
He pulled out a red box from the bag that had the saree in it.
He bent down to come close to Zoya. She could feel his breath on her shoulders.
He carefully placed a beautiful gold necklace around her neck and Zoya opened her eyes as she felt him putting it on. He moved her hair to the side so he could hook the back of the necklace.
"Its beautiful Mr. Khan. Shukriya" said Zoya flashing a dimpled smile through her blushing cheeks. Asad was lost in Zoya's beauty. He smiled at her and they stared at each other through the mirror.
"Zoya...kahan rehe gayi...Najma bula rahi hai" Asad and Zoya heard Dilshad shouting...breaking them from their trance.
Zoya went out and Asad followed
"Arre Zoya tum toh baut khoobsurat lag rahi ho. Lekin tum toh Eid wali dress pehen ne wali thi na...phir ye"
"Woh phuphi...actually..."
"Acha yeh sab chodo...Najma bula rahi hai...usse make up mein tumhari help chahiye"
"Ji phuphi mein abhi jaati hoon"
She looked back at a smiling Asad who had his eyes fixed on her. She smiled as she turned around and headed towards Najma's room.
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The engagement went by smoothly. All the guests had left and Dilshad and Najma had retired to their rooms. Zoya was too energetic to sleep so she decided to go for a walk in the lawn.
Asad had seen her heading towards the lawn and followed her after a few minutes.
He saw Zoya standing staring at the sky. She was cold. He could tell.
"How irresponsible. Now she will catch a cold and then get sick. Ms. Farooki will never learn." Asad thought to himself irritated.
He took off his coat and walked up behind Zoya and placed it on her shoulders.
"Mr. Khan aap? Aur yeh" She held the coat over her.
"Ms. Farooki aapko tandh lag jayegi...you are shivering...chaliye andhar chaliye"
Zoya held Asad back.
"Yeh aap kya kar rahi hain?" asked Asad.
"Rukiye na Mr. Khan...it is so beautiful tonight." Zoya looked up in the sky and smiled. Asad knew there was no use in arguing with Zoya.
"Tikh hai lekin pehle aap yeh coat barabar se pehniye" He helped her put her arms through his coat. And they both smiled at each other.
"Thank you Mr. Khan" said Zoya.
"Thank you Ms. Farooki...apne Najma ke liye itna kuch kiya...woh bahut khush thi. Agar aap nahin hoti toh Najma ko hum itni kushi kabhi nahi de pate" smiled Asad.
"Mr. Khan...Tamatar meri behen hai...aur yeh mera farz hai" exclaimed Zoya...Zoya's eyes filled with tears as she recalled "Jaante hai Mr. Khan...mein bachpan se akeli hoon...aapi aur jeeju ne mere liye baut kuch kiya aur kabhi mujhe yeh ehsas nahi dilaya ki mein..." Asad placed his hands on her lips before she could complete her sentence.
"Aap akeli nahi hai Ms. Farooki...Mein hoon aapke saath. Hum sab hai." assured Asad.
Zoya smiled and responded "Jaanti hoon main Mr. Khan. Aapko pata hai mein bachpan mein aksar yeh chahti thi ki meri ek behen ho jisse mein tayar karoon...meri ammi ho jo mujhe humesha pyaar karein...yeh sab mujhe aapke wajah se mila...aur iske liye bada wala thank you Mr. Khan" Zoya gave Asad a big smile and he smiled back.
"Ms. Farooki aapko pata hai...mein humesha chahta tha ki jis ladki se mera nikah ho woh mujse nahi...lekin...meri ammi or behen se pyaar karein aur iss ghar ko sambhale...aur... aur...aap bilkul waisi hi hain. Aapne aaj iss ghar mein khushiyan bhar di"
Zoya smiled and her heart melted at hearing what Asad said.
"Lekin Mr. Khan mein woh ladki nahi hoon.." said Zoya with a slight smirk. Asad looked up confused.
"Mein sirf phuphi aur Najma se nahi...mein aapse bhi bahut mohabbat karti hoon" Zoya said making Asad's heart melt. His heart swelled with love for the girl who taught him how to live and had become his life.
He brought her close to her and they hugged each other tightly. As they broke the hug..Asad placed his lips on Zoya's forehead and planted a light kiss making Zoya look down and blush.
Asad placed his finger under her chin making her look into his eyes.
"Mein bhi aapse bahut mohabbat karta hoon Zoya" whispered Asad and pulled her back into the hug.
Asad and Zoya stood there in each other's arms as the stars twinkled and the moon shined. Zoya draped in Asad's coat felt protected in his arms, and Asad held the love of his life tightly making him feel complete. Zoya was his other half. His soul-mate. His life!
Sorry for the typos. I don't know how it turned out...but just gave it a shot!
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