FF Turnaround-2. CH 30 Updated PG125 (14th Dec) COMPLETED* - Page 16

Originally posted by: Linsie

Chapter 17b...

So cute.. went asad preparing the special.. and kiss
her in front of his family...
and preparing special... shoot just to get zoya so sweet...
zoya's outburst... she cant control herself..
now it's asad turn to surrender...

THANK U SO VERY MUCH FOR A LOVELY COMMENT...😃

Originally posted by: cutejerry

Your update was too good , as always...
Pls pls pls update soon . I am dieing to read the next part .don't you think Tuesday is too far away . Its Saturday today .
Pls try to make it early , u have made us greedy by giving us daily updates . Pls try to make it soon...

I come online once a week , but read updates daily , so I can't be regular in commenting ...


Pls update soon ...
Very soon .



One more thing , at 1st page , you said that it will have a happy ending . Pls don't think of ending this story . Its too good .

The ending doesn't matters if the path is so beautiful .

And pls let Asad know the truth soon ...
Am waiting for beautiful scenes in San Francisco...
Update soon .

Hey there..thank u for ur awesome comment...n I am glad that ur liking the story and dont want it to end..I still havent gotten close to the end...so I guess a few more chapters are yet to come..So no need to worry there...Well I will update soon..N since I wasnt at work..with free time to fill...I wasnt able to write...but I guess it gets easier in the week..so u'll have to bear with me on that...😃 n no worries..jsut leave a comment wen u get the chance..love reading comments...n Asad will know it soon..n SF i'll try my best to make it beautiful..sostay tuned..😃

Here you go peeps...the actual turnaround of the story...hope u like it..n I was running short on time n I chose to post then to wait another day..so pls bear with this non edited part...😕

CH19

Turnaround

(Oh Yeh!!!) (I am not repeating the name of the chapter...the 1^st post didn't have a name..the Turnaround on that post was the name of the story..just FYI)

Some people are lucky, baby
I guess I am too
Love found me and I found you
And every time I think it can't get better
You do something new and I'm renewed

And when it gets cold
And I think it's over
Look what you go and do

Every time I turnaround
Give me a reason
For feeling the way that I do
Every time I turnaround
Give me a reason
To put my faith in you

Even when you let me down
I forgive you
'Cause I know that you feelin' it too
Anytime I turnaround
Make me believe in
In things that I already knew

You wrap me up in kisses, baby
Head to toe
Let the whole world stare, I don't care
You make me breakfast in bed
Just to show me
No one wants me more, I'm secure

And when it gets cold
And I think it's over
Look what you go and do

Every time I turnaround
Give me a reason
For feeling the way that I do
Every time I turnaround
Give me a reason
To put my faith in you

Even when you let me down
I forgive you
'Cause I know that you feelin' it too
Anytime I turn around
Make me believe in
In things that I already knew

Turnaround, turnaround, turnaround
Turnaround, turnaround, turnaround

You know and I know
That it's hard to let go
So why not hold on
Hold on to us

Turnaround-Westlife(I know..Again!!! LOL but kya kare songs u hear in ur teens stay with u forveva..dont u think??)

Zoya-Umm..thank u officer...

Not a problem, but please Mrs Khan don't forget your things, especially at the airport'. With that he walked away, Zoya timidly looking up to meet Asad's eyes.

Asad contarary to Zoya's expectations stood their silent.His brain was not able to comprehend, or even register what he heard in the last 20 seconds.

Zoya-Umm..Asad our baggage should have arrived, I guess we should start walking..I uh mean..Humeira and Ayaan will be waiting outside...and you know how the traffice gets here around 5..so...she blabbered...not knowing why Asad didn't react...He just nodded and started walking.

Asad was lost, he didn't even pick up the bags when they passed by, Zoya having to do all the lifting getting 4 bags on the cart.

Zoya-Chale? All are bags are here...she tapped on the cart, hoping to get some reaction from Asad, but nothing.What the hell was Asad thinking?? Why isnt he talking, yelling at me??? Zoya's mind was plagued with such questions, when Humeira ran up to her and hugged her tight..

Humeira-Baaji aap aa gaye..humne aapko bahut miss kiya..

Zoya-O uh...ya...ya ..I missed you too...Hey Ayaan how r u?? Zoya asked, seeing Ayaan walking up to them..

Ayaan-Amazing as always...how bout u..Zoya sahiba?? He smiled and winked.

Zoya-I uh..m good..A lil tired but good...

Humeira- Assalamualaikum Asad bhaijaan,

Asad-Uh...Wwwalaikum assalam

Ayaan-Bhaijaan ...he hugged Asad, making him take a step back.Kaise hai aap bhaijaan...he asked hoping that the issue between him and Zoya was resolved...

Asad-Umm can we get going...

His answer broke Ayaan's hope, that maybe the two had patched things up. He helped put the bags and settled in the car, Asad seated besides the driver, while the 3 sat behind.

Taking the opportunity,Ayaan nudged Zoya, earning him a scowl.

Zoya-WHAT?

Ayaan-Please don't tell me you are still mad at him..I mean comeon...its been like...he thought..but couldn't remember..like a month..dont u think it went too far?? He whispered,not wanting Asad to hear anything..

Zoya-Shut up Ayaan, its not been a month..maybe a week or 2..n for ur kind information..I did forgive your brother...n everything was good until...she stopped...not wanting to speak any further...

Ayaan-Until what Zoya??

Zoya-Ayaan please I have a headache and I need to get some sleep can you stop pestering me with your questions? I already answered one.

Ayaan- But Zoya..

Humeira-Ayaan please, don't force her..she elbowed him making him stop..

Ayaan and Zoya both decided to look out the window, Humeira sighing in the middle.

Zoya looked out at the familiar landscape, and her smile just couldn't bear to stay hidden, she smiled, her heart sang, and her senses inhaled the aura of the city.

Finally they were at the heart of downtown,making their way to their hotel.Ayaan handed them their room keys and excused himself, taking Humeira along, giving them the chance to be alone.

Ayaan-Bhaijaan aap dono rest kar lijiye, mein aur Humeira coffee ke liye jaa rahe hai.Hopefully cya for dinner.

Asad nodded dismissing the 2 and procedeed to the elevators,Zoya right behind him.

No one spoke as they descended to the 20^th floor, making way to their respective rooms besides each other.

Zoya-See ya for dinner...but Asad just walked in his room and shut the door, leaving Zoya with the same set of emotions that had been bothering her, confusion and frustration.

She entered her room, only to be awestruck by it magnificance...it was a pristine room, so beautifully put together, that it made her forget the worries in her head.She just dropped her bags and ran around the room exploring, her joy retuning as she jumped on the bed and sighed. She wished she could stay here all through the 3-4 weeks schedule, but 4 days would have to do. She sighed once more, her feelings resurfacing, as she grabbed her phone and called home.

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Asad was dazed, he was walking around as a mechanial robot, functioning at autopilot, his brain working at warp speed. It kept going back to moments when he and Zoya fought, when he accused her of leaving him, of breaking their relationship, their marriage.His brian had those moments playing on a loop, trying to understand the hints in those moments. But nothing came about and he got more and more agitated.Not knowing what to do he walked into the shower to cool off his over worked brain. He was tired, jetlagged, and emotionally drained, and maybe the vey reasons why he was halucinating about what he heard. Mrs Zoya Asad Khan?? That couldn't be what he heard..He tried to forget, tried to empty his brain, as warm water melted on his bare body. He stood there, letting go, breathing, easing his heartbeats finally feeling a little sane. He changed and walked out to the balcony, the cool San Fransisco breeze calling out to him.He felt lite as he took in the view of the city,after effects of the sunset turning the sky crimson with love, the golden gate bridge, slightly visible, hiding behind the fog,and the downtown skyline adding dynamics to the scene.Asad relaxed, sat on his chair and let loose.He closed his eyes and found peace...

Hey there...Asad woke up hearing Zoya's voice..

Isnt it beautiful out here...said Zoya leaning on the ledge of her balcony..I mean damn its been 5 years and still this city just makes me fall in love...She closed her eyes and inhaled the air, her words making Asad's head churn..

Not getting a response Zoya opened her eyes only to see Asad gone.

What the hell, Allah miyaan whats wrong with this man...Zoya fumed, walking back to her room, controling her urge to barge in Asad's room and give him a piece of her mind.

~~

It was 10pm, and everyone had decided to skip on dinner, ordering in room service. Zoya sat on the couch munching on her pizza and surfing the net on her Ipad.She was reading the email her aapi had sent regarding her living arrangements and knowing that the keys would reach her in 2 days made her giddy with excitement. She hugged her Ipad as images of the place flooded in her mind.

It was a beautiful 1 bedroom home, typical of the houses found in SanFransisco. It had this amazing view of the sea, looking down.With a small bed of flowers by the entrance and a very rugged yet intricatley designed grill on the door, the house painted in pastels,it was a visual treat. The interior was elegant and spacious, large windows allowing sunrays to light up the living room. A small kitchen with 2 person round table, a room with a comfy bed, stars on the ceiling, everything about the house made Zoya gush.She loved the place so much and so much had happened there that she had...

Thk thk...somenone knocked on the door, breaking Zoya's day dream. She walked up and opened the door Asad standing on the other side, walking past her into the living area.

Welcome...Zoya rolled her eyed making her way in.

Asad-Why did he call you Mrs Zoya Asad Khan??

Oh...came the reply. She had waited for his reaction for the past 4 hours, but now that he finally asked, she didn't know what to say..She looked around avoiding his eyes..

Goddamn it Zoya, why in hell did he call you Mrs Zoya Asad Khan?? You are Miss Zoya Farooqi..not Mrs Zoya Asad
Khan any more then why...he shook her, trying to get her to talk..

Zoya-Uhum...uh..well..

Asad-Damn it speak...Do you know what state I've been in the past few hours..I was so confused I just didn't understand anything.My brain stopped functioning. I came to my room, telling myself I might have misheard after all the husband wife talks, letting it go, but damn it the officer very preciesly called you Mrs Zoya Asad Khan...How?? I mean...mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha Zoya..I mean I have the divorce papers...it has out signatures then how...Zoya say something...I am going mad here...

The same way I was goind mad when you didn't respond Asad..but whatever...Well the answer to your question is...She took in a deep breath...prepping herself ..her eyes starting to tear up as she relived the most horrific moment of her life..

Speak Zoya...speak..growled Asad..

Zoya- Well the answer to your question is..that he called my Mrs Zoya Asad Khan coz that's my legal name, that's the name that's on my passport...her eyes finally met his confused eyes..

Asad-What are you trying to tell me...how is that...he shook his head not understanding her words..

Zoya-It is my legal name because I am still married to you, our divorce was never filed.

Asad's hands let go of Zoya as his brain finally acknowledged her words.his feet stumbled as he walked back, his eyes wide with disbelief.He grabbed his head in his hands and pulled on his hair, trying to calm the ache in his head. He was skahen to the core with this new piece of information, his anger of 5 years shouting in his ears asking for its validation, asking for justification of its existence.He looked at Zoya unable to say anything, his eyes asking a million questions...

Zoya- how you ask?? She understood his eyes, the questions in his eyes, his inertia, his stance. So not waiting for him to agree she went on, the haunting memory ready to resurface.

Zoya- It was the - 5^th of May 10 days after I left this very city, breaking my own heart, as I took the biggest and the most gruesome decision of my life. I was laying on my bed, for 10 straight days when my aapi came in with the mail.As she left I opened it, only to find the divorce papers. You had signed on it, I never believed you would.As stupid as I might sound I had hoped for you to come for me, you would catch the first flight to newyork and knock some sense into me, tell me to shut up and that you werent leaving me, no matter what rubbish I told you or wrote in that letter, but when I saw the divorce papers that I had left,with your signatures on it, my last strand of hope split, my reason for living ceased. I didn't want to live anymore, I didn't want to deal with this pain in my heart anymore, and I couldn't even balme it on anyone as it was my decision to leave you, to ask you to sign the divorce papers, so who was I to blame you or anyone else.. she thought of Dilshad's words ..shutting her eyes trying to forget that moment in time.Dilshad had never told her to divorce Asad she had told her to leave him, which she could have done without causing so much pain in their lives.Her heart bled thorugh her eyes, tears of deep wrenching pain as she continued her story... I was done with this life, as it all beacme too much to take, so I did what felt right at the moment, I grabbed exato knife from my drawer and slit myself, my blood stamping your name, oozing through the paper as my life flowed away with it...Her tears had now taken over, raindrops felt scare in their comparission. But still she continued, not looking at Asad, not caring what he was going through, her past fully cast over her.

But allah had other plans I guess...My aapi came back to find me lifeless on the bed and together they rushed me to the hospital, saved me of the biggest crime, taking your own life.If I had died Allah wouldn't have fogiven me.I recovered, the tears of my family making me wanna stand up again, to face my reality.Just like you I had tried to run away from what hurt so much,and I wasn't as strong as you, so I had wanted to die.But getting a second chance, I knew I had to live, if not for myself, then atleast for my family.They had been through a lot for me, because of me, with me..I recovered, I went home. I picked up my life and feaced my reality. My first step was to hand in the divorce papers, to set you and me free,but as I looked around for the papers I found my blood stains on one of them...your signature blurred by my blood.I still went to the registry, all the other pages intact, but they rejected it, they asked me for another set of signature from you. I was still married to you, that thought somehow gave me strength, somehow stopped me from prusuing you for a signature.I thought it was for the best.I had set you free and somehow I still got to hold on to a small part of you with me, your name.Even though just on paper, it still gave me strength, the way you always do...She smiled..thorugh her tears for the times Asad had been her strength..no matter what.So I started afresh and life took me in with open arms, and now here I am...She finally looked up...looked at Asad but he had turned his back on her, staring out, or staring into nothing, she didn't know.But it didn't matter, she walked in front of him and her heart ached, as she saw drop after drop of tears, falling thorugh his eyes. His face was resigned but his eyes were crying a river.She couldn't take his tears, it didn't suit him, he was her strength, her north star, who always steered her right and seeing him break was not an option she would take.She gently took in his fisted hand and kissed his knuckle.His eyes finally blinked, his body responding to her touch as he looked into her watery eyes. Zoya tiptoed and wiped his tears with her hands..gently kissing his eyes..looking at him with love.Asad imitated her gesture, finally taking her hands in his and kissing them, adoring them, as if a layman kissing the hands of the queen.He looked up and spoke..

Asad- I am sorrry Zoya..I am so sorry...

Zoya- I am sorry too Asad... They both teared up again...no more words of regret needed ...as they finally took in each other for a hug, as if their life depended on it.

The hugged until they couldn't hug any more, Asad's kisses for Zoya taking over. He gently kissed her forehead, her eyelids, her nose, her cheeks, everytime ending it with a sorry, finally lifting her left wrist and taking off the watch.A small slit barely 1inch in length showed up..Asad looked at her, his tears threating to resurface but Zoya nodded in dispproval..Asad leaning in and kissing on the scar..sayin-I am sorry..unable to finish the sentence but Zoya knew what he wanted to say...She just closed her eyes and let herself feel his love, alwoing herself to refurbish her strength from his.

Finally Asad nudged her chin up, making her open her eyes and look up in his..filled with Amour .

He gently caressed her cheeks as he spoke the next lines.'Zoya I promise I'll make up for lost time.I'll make up for the 5 years we lost.I promise you...Zoya nodded as her smile resurfaced, as her heart swelleed with love, Asad leaning in to seal the deal with a kiss.

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Zoya woke up to the ring of the room phone...Groggy in sleep she picked it up...

Good morning maam, I am calling form the reception desk...Just wanted to inform you that a package is about to be delivered at your door step. Thank you and have a fantastic day.

Zoya jumped off the bed as she heard the knock, curious to know what package the recptionist was talking about.

Good morning maam here you go...

In front of her was a basket of freshly cut wild flowers...with a note stuck to it..

Well maam these are specially for you...Enjoy and have an amazing day...The deliver boy left...And Zoya shut the door excitedly opening the note..It read..

Just like you these floweres are unique and rare, I had them picked especially for you, so that they add the same colour in your life that you bring to mine...C me in an hour at the fishermans warf...u know where ;)..

Zoya jumped..and squealed with excitement,running to the bathroom to get ready.

Well...so??? did u like it??? O ya before anything..I didnt research on divorce..cos I didnt want to...🤢..so have taken some creative liberties there...😳..Also...hopefully..the whole blood stain part doesnt come out to be tacky...😕..I just wanted to personify their bond...their..n how they were meant to be...n also I thought in my head htat legal documents need to be well kept...n legible 😕...so hope that wasnt over the top...😕..Ne ways..now getting back..so kaisa laga??? U know the drill...COMMENT(hopefully more than 1-2 words pls😃..😃...LIKE...COMMENT ...LIKE...😃

n lemme know ur POV's..I gotta rush..but I'll cya with the next update soon..tab tak..enjoy...

N hey wat did u think.was it the rite chapter to be named turnaround???? lemme know that also...

CHeers...Until later...well happy wednesday...😆

Awww I LOVED THAT SOOO MUCH IT WAS SOOO EMOTIONAL THANX FOR THE PM AND UPDATE SOON😃

Love the update...You are Amamzing the way you bought them together is very different from what we thought...If Dilshaad said the truth it would be very ordinary...Excellent writing dear...👏

loved loved it cant wait for more

For me this is the best chapter so far. I am so happy that Asad found out about the marriage truth. It was such an emotional reunion.

At the end, I got little confused. So , the flowers were sent by asad and he is waiting for her to meet in an hour. I was still reading that they were hugging and kissing, and then suddenly the flower scene came. I was like, was zoya dreaming the whole thing. Please clear my confusion.

Thanks again for a beautiful update, as usual now looking forward to the next one. 😊

very nice chp... yeah its really turnaround. ... waiting for nxt update

I LOVED IT. That was so emotional but amazing. Great job and the blood on the paper amazing. Can't wait for the next chapter.