FF Turnaround NOTE on PG150.. - Page 83

Originally posted by: rosamale

I always like snow. but now i feel to hate snow

Originally posted by: DevikaRavish

Hi, I read all the parts since yesterday..😊 Must say it was gripping and the twist that ASYA were infact married earlier was good.. Good Work !!😊

Originally posted by: aman93

amazing story

SO should I update??? I have CH16a ready..n CH16b is ongoing..so should I update 1 or wait to finish the next n update both together??? BOLO BOLO TELL TELL...😃

Ch16a

Hold On!!!

I wandered through fiction to look for the truth
Buried beneath all the lies
And I stood at a distance to feel who you are
Hiding myself in your eyes

And hold on before it's too late
We'll run 'til we leave this behind
Don't fall, just be who you are
It's all that we need in our lives

And the risk that might break you
Is the one that would save
A life you don't live is still lost

So stand on the edge with me
Hold back your fear and see
Nothing is real 'til it's gone

And hold on before it's too late
We'll run 'til we leave this behind
Don't fall, just be who you are
It's all that we need in our lives

So live like you mean it
Love 'til you feel it
It's all that we need in our lives

So stand on the edge with me
Hold back your fear and see
Nothing is real 'til it's gone

Hold on before it's too late
We'll run 'til we leave this behind
Don't fall, just be who you are
It's all that we need in our lives

Song-Before its too late by-goo goo dolls-(one of my fav fav songs!!!)

Asad pulled out of Ayaan's hold as he tried to put him on the bed just as Zoya entered his room.Ayaan sensing the need for the two to be alone walked out glancing at Zoya wanting to say something, but didn't. With Ayaan leaving and Mango already setteled on Asad's bed, the two were left to fight thorugh the silence.They both stared at each other questions burning in their eyes, not knowing what to do or what to say. Zoya's heart ached at the sight of Asad, he was a broken man and Zoya felt responsible. She closed her eyes trying to muster up the strength and courage to face Asad, to face the accusations she could so clearly see in his eyes. Finally after a moment of retrospect Zoya sighed, about to open her eyes when suddenly she was grabbed by the shoulder and firmly shoved by the wall. It was Asad, she opened her eyes to be trapped in his, filled with anguish. He was staring at her, his eyes fighting to stay open, and Zoya involuntarily gasped, assuming his wrath uleasehing.

But Asad just stared at her, his stance stagnant, his eyes piercing, and his hold getting firmer and more painful with each passing moment. Not knowing what to do and unable to meet his eyes Zoya finally broke the silence.

Zoya-Aaasad..Uh..

His gaze foraged deeper in hers as he acknowledged his name, he squeezed her arms and pushed her closer to the wall, making her squirm.

Zoya- Asad it hurts...

Asad- It hurts me too Zoya...it has hurt me from the day you left me to rot in hell...He let go of her and turned away,his head in his hands trying to block the ugly past.

Zoya-Asad...she put her hand on his shoulder, wanting him to turn, but instead he just stilled, her touch conflicting with his current state.

Zoya- Asad please look at me, please...

Asad didnt move, his tears finally letting loose, as he fought with himself to stay away from her.

Zoya couldn't take it anymore, his indifference bothering her, hurting her heart, making her feel helpless. She had to look at him, she had to tell him she was there..She walked up to him and took his face in her hands, making him look up, but what she saw ripped her heart a million times,his eyes filled with tears invited her tears, making her ache within, for the pain she saw in his eyes..

Zoya- Asad please don't cry...please please please...her voice cracked, her heart no longer able to hold on..

Asad-Zoya..it hurts...its hurts so bad..I don't know what to do...I've tried for so long to make this pain go away, done everything I could, but still it just comes back...Please take this pain away...I cant take it anymore...its killing me inside..Zoya please make it go away...I just want to feel empty inside...Zoya... he begged..as he lay his head on her shoulder..his tears oozing thorugh her sleeves.

Zoya cried as she held him to her..Carresed his head, wanting to take it all away. Gently she grabbed his hand and made him look up, slowly guiding him to his bed...Asad followed her lifelessly and sat. Zoya left, returning with a moist towel and change of clothes. She knelt down in front of Asad and set him free of his shoes and socks, his jacket and his watch,all the while Asad just stared at her, moving as if a puppet in Zoya's hands.She unbuttoned his shirt and offered his kurta pajama, telling him to change, and he obeyed, changing in front of his wife. Finally she wiped his face and hands with the moist towel and got him ready for bed. Once again she disappeared for a few minutes only to return with some water, warm milk and some meds to take care of his hangover. She placed the tray in front of him and gestured for him to take it and he complied.Finally Zoya looked into his eyes and promted him to lay down, taking off her shoes and jacket and sliding besides him on the bed. She closed in the distance as she snuggled in him, her head resting in his chest and her hand on his waist.She pulled on the covers and switched off the lights, and kissed him on his cheeks.

Zoya- Asad.. ...so jao... and with her last words Asad let go..allowing himself to be held by Zoya, as sleep steered him to his memories.

~~

PAST

Asad was very nervous, he was about to take the biggest decision of his life, and that too at 22.But somehow it was not the fear for his decision, but more the acceptance of it, by the ones he loved. He made his way to his mom, who was sitting by the balcony, enjoying the view of San Fransisco. Both his mother and sister had come over for the summer to spend time with Asad, and in the course had met and fallen in love with Zoya. Zoya had found an instant connection with his family, making his decision an easier one to take.

Asad- Ammi mujhe aap se ek baat karni hai, he sat down besides her mother, who looked up lovingly.

Dilshad- Haan beta kaho..she gently caressed his face, somehow sensing what he wanted to say.

Asad- Ammi ..um Woh wo..Actually I wanted to ask you aaabout Zoya...I uh I mean what do you think about her??

Dilshad smiled..-Asad I love that girl, and in the past month that I've been here, she has become my 2^nd daughter, she is the most beautiful person inside out and I am glad she came into your life, I can see what good she has done to you. She has made my son so happy and I am glad that Allah blessed me with the chance to see my son happy and in love.

Asad- So ammi..he hesitated with his next sentence...So ammi..will you support me and help me with...

Dilshad-Asad no need to hesitate..just tell me what's in your heart and I promise I will support you, as far as you are right..

Asad- Ammi I want to marry Zoya. I know we are too young, but..but I have never felt this way before, and I want to give our love a new meaning.I want to..he couldn't finish his sentence..

Dilshad smiled, her heart feeling so happy after so long.She caressed Asad's head and made him look at her..

Dilshad- Asad nothing would make me happier, and love is not bound by age, when you find the right one, which I know you have, its just right and I fully support you in this decision. Infact let me just call Zoya's aapi and jeeju over and officially ask Zoya's hand in marriage..

Asad nodded, his heart rejoicing in his mothers support, looking forward to his future with Zoya.

~~

Zeenat aapi and Anwar jeeju, felt the same way as Dilshad and even though they realized the tenderness of their ages, they knew that this was it. Asad and Zoya belonged to each other and together they were whole, and nothing else mattered. They gladly accepted Asad's proposal and gave him their blessing, now only waiting for Zoya's response.

Zoya's joy had no bounds when Asad asked for her hand in front of the whole family. It was a heartfelt proposal, both their family rejoicing when Asad took Zoya's hands in his and looked into her eyes and said.

Asad- Zoya..I don't know where to start and I don't know how to be the knight of your dreams,all I know is that I love you, Zoya I want to marry you..make you mine, hold you, love you, fight with you...Zoya I want it all..and I want it with you...Please say yes Zoya..and I promise never to leave you..no matter what.

Zoya almost pushed Asad on the ground as she jumped on him hugging him tight.. yelling YES..YES..YES...kissing him anywhere she could..their audience..turning away..laughing and happy... Asad was red by the time Zoya broke off the hug...his face smeared with her lipstick..but he was a happy man. Taking the opportunity, with no one watching.Asad lifted Zoya in her arms and kissed her, she was going to be his wife...and the sound of that..elevated the joy he felt in his being.

~~

They were married in a month, nothing but a small ceremony at the city hall, signing the marriage documents...just the family to bestow their blessings. With family fueds brewing between Dilshad and Shireen, Dilshad wanted to keep it a private affair.She wanted to take the time to lavishly introduce his daughter in law to the world, Zeenat and Anwar agreed, keeping in mind that couple was still very young.But nothing mattered to Asad and Zoya..they just wanted to be together, and finally they were married, their happiness and love on cloud 9.

~~

Zoya's body was soaking in sweat,waking her from her sleep. Asad was wrapped around her, his head on her chest, his hand, holding her by the waist and his legs wraped up in hers.It was him,the reason for Zoya waking up, and she wanted to smack him awake, but looking at his peaceful face, and feeling his presence besides her after so long made her forget, making her smile.But she was still hot, his body seemed to be getting warmer each second, and she had to free herself.She gently tried lifing his hands, but he stirred instead, nuzzling into her breasts, his hands caressing the bare skin of her waist and his legs lazily grazing up hers...WO...was wat Zoya thought, she had to wake him up before...

Zoya- Asad wake up.. but he seemed oblivious, his senses enjoying the rush they felt, feeling Zoya in his arms...He became bolder, as he pulled her in him..kissing her now at the base of her neck, his hands pulling up her shirt and grabbing her breasts, squeezing it, savoring their fullness.. Zoya was losing her battle of freeing herself..as her body surrendered to him. Even in his sleep Asad knew what he was doing, he moved about with ease, very insync with Zoya's body enjoying every bit of the encounter. Zoya moaned as she felt his lips moving towards her breasts and she screamed out his name...joting him out of his sleep...

Asad felt disoriented, as his senses tried to gauge at his surroundings...He was leaning in,as his eyes focused seeing straight into Zoya's big brown eyes. At first he couldn't register anything, so he tried to rub it off, but once again as he opened his eyes he looked staright into Zoya's. Slowly the realtiy of the situation dawned on him, as he realized the position he was in. His hands were on her breasts, his legs tangled up in her, and suddenly realizing his own arousal, Asad jumped off the bed, becoming fully aware of what he was in the midst of doing.His head hurt due to the sudden movement making him wince, as he took pressed his head with his hands.

Concerned Zoya stood, trying but failing miserably at straightening up, putting her hand on his shoulders, trying to soothe him.

Zoya-Asad take it easy, its just the hangover,su..

ASad- WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?? IN MY BED... he screamed, last night nothing but a blurr in his head...JUST GET THE HELL AWAY ZOYA..he jerked off her hand, making Zoya lose her balance and hit her hand on the head board.

OWww...Zoya screamed and in a split Asad was by her side examining her hands, gently trying to soothe it.

Asad- I am so sorry, I..uh I didn't mean to... but Zoya shoved him off and stood up, making her way to collect her things,

Zoya- Mango come.. Mango knew better than to object Zoya's orders when she was mad, and right now Zoya was raging mad.

Asad- what do you think of yourself..If I am asking you something then answer.

Zoya-Oh shut up Asad, ek to tumhari help karo and in turn ..whatever...I need to go...she started walking away but Asad grabbed her hand and pulled her back, making her even more angry..

Zoya- Just leave my hand Asad, let me go...I don't want stay in your room and deal with your attitude any longer..she tried to free her wrist from his grip but in vain.

Asad- Oh and where was this desire when you were laying on my bed, seducing me in my sleep... his voice reeked if disgust..making Zoya lose the last bit of her restraint as she slapped Asad on his face.

He was shocked, not because Zoya had hit him, hell he deserved to be slapped for being a d**k..he was shocked at the anger he saw in Zoya's eyes.

Zoya- You and your assumptions, never could get past that now could you, I mean how dare you accuse me of..she fumed...Asad...I am ur F******G wife...for crying out loud...I don't need to seduce you...and just to get your facts straight...you were a F*****G drunken mess yesterday,and I just laid besides you so that you could F*****G sleep...and you were the one that was all over me when I woke up...so before accusing me of anything..keep your manhood in your pants and ur hands on the right place..you ass***e..she glowered at him with all her rage..

Asad was taken back by her remarks but quickly bounced back, his ego getting the best of him.

Asad- Get your facts straight Miss Zoya Farooqi...you were my wife...not any more..and who the F**K told you to do anything for me, it's because of you that I am here, in this situation. Its none of your goddamn business what I do with my life..if I drink, or if I cant sleep.You F*****G mind your own business and leave me to it...as is you are good at that...leaving someone stranded... He mocked her...getting angrier as he spoke...

Their voices were reaching outside the room, to the 3 members of the house that were shell shocked, especially Ayaan.He started to get up, wanting to intervine, but Dilshad stopped him, telling him to continue with his breakfast..

Ayaan- Magar ammi, they need to stop...I mean baat aur bigad sakti hai..

Dislhad and Najma looked at each other and after what seemed like a decade, burst out into fits of laughter.

Najma-Bhaijaan this is normal, infact if they weren't fighting we needed to worry.

Ayaan-What do you mean, comeon this cant be for real..it seems like they are ripping each others heads off...n here you are..he shook his head in dismay..

Dilshad-Ayaan just relax...that's their way of coping with tough situations, they are just letting off their steam. Asad has never been verbal with anyone, but with Zoya it comes very easy, and Zoya knows that, and by speaking it out, he is just making things easy to let go. Don't worry, they'll be fine. Bas thoda waqt lagega,ghaav thoda gehra hai.

Ayaan just sat their confused, as Zoya made her way, with Mango following her.

After curtly wishing everyone she looked at Dilshad, who tried hard to contain her laughter.

Zoya- Ammi stop it..you know I hate your son...ARRGGGHH...I don't wanna see his face again..mein jaa rahi hi..Tell Mr Akdu Ahmed Khan to go rot in hell...He and is Friggin ego...Screw him..and you..she pointed at Ayaan..what are you sitting here for..mujhe ghar nahi chodna???

Ayaan stammered...as he stood up and followed Zoya to the car, looking back, asking for help, but both the ladies laughed, enjoying the brunt of Zoya's anger transferred to Ayaan.

~~~

Asad was still mad, as he paced around his room, Zoya's words ringing in his ears. How could he have lost control?? How could he still feel so...Arrggh...he didn't know what the hell was going on. He tried to forget the past only to be pushed in front of Zoya, then ready to accept it all and move on, and again his past came back to haunt him...His anger became more and more volatile as events of last night started to come back, making his pain resurface. Zoya's care and concern, his pleading words to her, and her taking care of him just made him angrier and in the heat of the moment he threw the vase from his nightstand,unable to hold it in anymore. Moments after moments of the days he had spent, after Zoya left him, came in front of him, mocking him,pinching him, making him hate it all..one thing that topped over everything was the fact that Zoya had broken the most sacred pact of his life, she had left him, broken their marriage.This was the last straw...Grabbing his keys and wallet Asad Stormed out of his room..walking past the concerned stares of his mother and sister. He drove off, wanting to get away from it all, away from Zoya.

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