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Originally posted by: cutiesanya

Firstly. Wish u a very happy diwali.
The update was precise and short.hope
Asad is success full . Update soon

Originally posted by: Linsie

Zoya is so happy...

something about the picture with her father ... is
pending...

and the music box...

asad something coming... up..

Originally posted by: kritz4ever

update after very long break

Originally posted by: sasir

nice

Originally posted by: Reyansh23

I agree on d overdose part on Asad...poor guy...Bt seriously datz his lyf
Gr8 update
Asad n ayaan convo ws gr8 esp d shayeri vala part
"Asad smiled. "Hogaya tumhara? Itne din ho gaye shayari kar rahe ho, lekin abhi bhi tumhara standard wahi hai... below standard. Chalo batao, kya baat hai?"
Poor Asad do do below standard shayeron ki shayeri jhelni Padhti hai

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Chapter 12

He was in a big green meadow. There were so many flowers, all of different colours, everywhere. The sunlight made the fresh dew on the grass sparkle like diamonds. It was so beautiful... His eyes searched for her... and there she was. She had her arms spread open, as though she was trying to embrace the entire world around her. She was smiling widely, flashing her beautiful dimples as she danced about in the meadow.

He smiled, spreading his arms wide for her to run into. She looked at him and smiled wider, if possible, and ran towards him. But then, suddenly it turned dark. Black clouds engulfed the sky and a strong gust of wind blew. The wind grew stronger and stronger, but that didn't stop her. She was so close... And then there was a flash of lightning, followed by a huge blast of thunder. She stopped in her tracks and cringed, covering her ears and shutting her eyes tightly. She was frightened...

He ran towards her... she needed him. He wanted to protect her from everything, even if it's the thunder. But wait... why was she moving away from him? And... and where did the fire come from? She was surrounded by flames... cowering down in the middle, shivering and pale with fear. She looked up at him, her eyes full of tears, pleading him to come and help her. He had to go... he needed to go help her. But he couldn't... His legs seemed to be rooted to the spot, unable to move.

He screamed out in frustration, "ZOOYYAAA!!"

"AAAHH!!" Asad screamed as he sat up with a jolt. His heart was pounding and his brow was covered with cold sweat. He looked around; trying to adjust to his surroundings... it was his room.

He was on his bed, in his own dark bedroom. Asad raised his hand to his forehead, rubbing off the sweat. It was just a dream... a strange, but an awfully scary dream. He looked to his right, expecting to see Zoya peacefully asleep there. But... it was empty. Zoya wasn't there.

Asad panicked. Where did she go?

He avoided looking at bedside clock... it was probably some ungodly hour of the night. Maybe... maybe she had gone to the bathroom? Asad called out, "Zoya? Zoya kahan ho tum?"

No answer.

Asad was scared now. Where could she have gone?! And why the hell wasn't she answering?! He jumped out from his bed and ran out of the door. It was dark in the hallway, making Asad bang his head on one of the pillars. Asad winced and bit back a scream. He mentally kicked himself for not fixing better lights while massaging his head. Hold on... was that light coming from the kitchen? It was dim, so it was probably the fridge. What on earth was Zoya doing at the fridge?!

He tiptoed to the kitchen, careful not to make any noise or bang into anything else. He was Asad, for heaven's sake, not Zoya! On reaching the kitchen he hid behind the door and peeped in. And the sight that greeted him made his jaw drop to the ground. Asad didn't know whether to laugh, or to cry, or to go back to that pillar and bang his head on it a few more times.

There was Zoya, kneeling down in front of the open fridge, digging into a chocolate pastry. Her eyes were closed and she was literally orgasming at its taste. Asad pressed his temples and smiled exasperatedly. This was his Zoya who was in question. Getting up late at night to hog on a pastry was something only Zoya could do!

"Zoya?" Asad called out.

Zoya froze, spoonful of pastry inches away from her mouth. She looked up at Asad in shock, her eyes as wide as dinner plates and her cheeks bulging with the confectionery. She totally resembled a kid caught stealing candy.

Adad resisted his overwhelming urge to laugh and put on a stern face. " Zoya? Ye sab kya ho raha hai? Itni raat gaye yahan kya kar rahi ho tum?"

Zoya shrugged apologetically an replied in a meek voice, " Woh Asad, woh main... actually... mujhe na bohot bhook lag rahi thi... isiliye maine socha ki... socha ki aa yeh cake hi khaa loon..."

"Hahahaha hahahahahahaha!!!" Asad burst out laughing. Really, who could resist laughing especially if their wife's face was literally covered with chocolate cream and she was giving the most adorable pout ever in history? That his wife happened to be Zoya was a different thing altogether.

Zoya's expressions went from shock to wonder at her husband's reactions as she stood up, while closing the fridge door. "Asad, aap hass rahe hain?" she asked, in disbelief. If this had happened a year and a half back he would have probably marched in, all guns blazing, given her a lecture on healthy and timely eating, and then would have dismissed her to bed. And now here he was, standing and laughing at her like a fool. She was hungry and craved chocolate... What else was a pregnant woman at mercy of her hormones to do?

"Aur nahi toh kya karoon Zoya? Ya Allah... tumhari expression! Hahahahahaha!!!" Asad started laughing again.

"Bas bas bohot huya! Itni zor se mat hasiye, nahi toh ammi aur Najma bhi uth jayenge!" Zoya rebuked him, trying to hide her embarrassment. She fervently thanked her stars that she had closed the fridge before standing up, or else Asad would have seen her red face in the light...

"Theeh hai, nahi hansta. Par Zoya agar tumhe cake hi khana tha toh mujhe utha deta! Main laa deta tumhe. Bina bataye iss andhere mein yahan aane ki kya zarurat thi? Tumhe kuchh ho jata toh? Kahin gir jaati ya dhakka lag jata toh? Pata hai tumhe bed pen a dekhkar kitna darr gaya tha main?!" Asad exclaimed, remembering how tensed he was a minute back.

"I'm sorry Asad... Wo aaj aap itne thakey huye lag rahe the aur kitni shaanti se so rahe the toh mujhe aapko uthaane ke mann hi nahi kiya... Isiliye main khud hi chali aayi..." Zoya replied.

Asad's face softened at her answer. "Theek hai, chalo aaj ke liye tumhe maaf kiya. Par aage se aise mat karna. Mujhe bataye bina kahin nahi jaana."

"Par Asad, main bachhi thodi na hoon!" Zoya cried, flaring up at her husband's over- concern.

"Nahi ho. Lekin bachhi se kam bhi nahi ho..." he replied, before running into the dining area, Zoya at his heels.

"Aapko mujhe bachhi kehne ki himmat kaise huyi?!" she hissed, as soon as she caught up with Asad.

"Agar mujh mein tumse nikaah karne ki himmat thi toh tumhe bachhi kehne ki himmat toh honi hi chahiye na?" he replied teasingly, now facing Zoya, their faces really close.

"Haww meany Asad!" Zoya whined and punched his shoulder, before hiding her face in his chest and wrapping her arms around his neck. And then she realized something.

Zoya jumped away from Asad and switched on the lights, before turning back to him, only to find a huge chocolate stain on his freshly laundered white kurta. Zoya covered her mouth to stifle her giggle, but failed and started laughing, while pointing at Asad.

Asad raised his eyebrows, not sure what she was laughing at, but the he looked down in the direction Zoya was pointing at and then back at Zoya, and then he too started laughing. Even he was surprised that his OCD didn't kick in at that moment... but it was just that the moment was too precious to ruin with a trip to the washing machine.

Asad shook his head at his own childishness before walking to the dining table and taking out a fresh tissue he went to Zoya and carefully wiped off the remaining cream off her face.

He smiled and took her hand and led her to a chair, making her sit down. He knelt in front of her and took the plate from her hand. He cut a piece from the half eaten pastry and held it up in front of her mouth. Zoya opened her mouth ate it, like an obedient little school girl who was being fed by her mother, all the while staring at him.

Zoya finished eating it quickly, and Asad stood up. "Pet bhara aapka, shehzaadi Zoya?" he asked, smiling.

"Asad, aap phir se shuru ho gaye?"

"Aapka shauhar jo hoon, aapka bura asar toh mere upar padna hi tha... Woh kya kehta hain na... Shaadi ke side effects..."

"Asad, aap bhi na! Waise ek minute..." Zoya said, just as she noticed something. "Asad, aapke sar pe yeh aalu kaise ban gaya?" she asked, touching the mild swelling on Asad's forehead.

"Maine abhi kya kaha tumse Zoya, shaadi ke side effects. Tumse nikah karne ke baad tumhare jaise hi careless ban gaya hoon main. Andhere main chalte waqt pillar se takra gaya tha, usse bana tumhara ye aalu", Asad said, while making a double quotes sign with his fingers. "Fikr mat karo, ab dard nahi ho raha hai, tumne jo chhoo liya hai..."

"Asad!"

"Zoya!"

They both started laughing again and walked hand in hand back to their room, finally to get some quality sleep, while another eventful day awaited them.

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Something light after two heavy duty updates 😆

Likes and comments people!!!

P.S: My shortest A/N ever!!

P.P.S: A very happy Bhaiphota / Bhaidooj to all celebrating! 🤗

P.P.P.S: All those who RESed at the previous chapter pleeejj unres!!! And that includes you too Aapi!! Monica, don't worry, ur off the hook coz even I haven't commented on two of your last updates!!

Originally posted by: awesome

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Beautiful update...its always a treat to watch a cranky pregnant women and zoya kaise peeche ho sakthi haiii...Very welll written