ASYA SS: 3 years later. Completed - Page 6

PART 3

Ammi woke up, and kept saying "Asad," my heart broke, and I told her I was there with her, and that I would never leave her ever again. I looked up at her again, and I saw her smile just a little, I thought maybe she understood I'm here. But I saw her looking in some other direction, I had heard a few gasps awhile ago, but didn't pay attention. I looked at where she was looking and in entered Appi and Jeeju, her Appi and Jeeju.

Ammi looked past them, I figured that she was lookin for her, just like I was. But she never came, why didn't she show up with them? "Dilshad bi!" Appi cried, and ran into her arms breaking down. Jeeju tried to comfort her, this was the first time I was meeting him, and it felt like he was mad. He didn't say a word, just nodded towards Mr. Rashid Khan, smiled at my mother, and informed us, "Zoya is not here, if that's who you're looking for."

We all looked confused, we didn't know what he was talking about, and without another word he left. Appi looked up at her, and I noticed, she looked tired and pregnant. Appi was pregnant? Wow, that's incredible, Zo..Miss Farooqui must be over the moon. Jeeju came back and asked Appi to relax as stress wasn't good for the baby, and took our leave. Appi said, "We'll come and see you again soon, we're here for a few months seeing as I can't travel a lot." She tried to smile, and then she looked at me, and her whole demouner changed. She stiffened up, anger in her eyes and smile wiped off her face. She walked away.

I didn't get to ask them either, I was going to stand up and go after them, to ask if they knew where she was. But then I got held back by a hand, Ammi was holding my hand, I couldn't let go of it, not again. Another man entered, he looked calm, he was tall and built with a smile on his face, he walked in and said, "Phoopi, right? I'm here on Zo's behalf, she ... can't make it, but I thought I'd let you know that she still loves and respects you, she misses you a lot. And here, these are some flowers from us. Hope you like them."

Us? What did he mean by us? "Uhm.." I cleared my throat to get his attention, "Who.. who are you? And how do you know Miss..I mean Zoya?" "I'm Rehaan, Naam toh suna hi hoga" he winked and smiled. "Nahin, uh Miss Farooqui never mentioned your name," I replied, letting him know that he wasn't as significant as he thought. "and Why isn't she here, I mean, why can't Zoya be here?" And his smile faded again. What is with everyone today? Why can't they just tell me? "Are you..? Are you Mr. Asad Khan?" "Ji, I'm Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan."

I couldn't believe it, after I told him my name, he told everyone that he wouldn't be able to stay here for too long. He left without answering my question. This time, I couldn't let him go, I ran after him, asking, pleading him to tell me where was Zoya. He smiled, and calmly replied, " Jab usse aur aapki amma ko aapki zaroorat thi, tab toh chale gaye, ab unke bare mein jaankar kya karenge aap? Aur waise bhi, woh jahaan bhi hai, aapse door hi acchi hai, I don't want you to try and contact her ever, just like you never did in the past few years. Allah Hafiz."

Kahaan ho tum Zoya?

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Days passed on by slowly, and Ammi was fully recovered too. We bought her home, well her home, Mr. Rashid Khan's home. She asked me to stay with her, I was a bit hesitant, but one look in her eyes and I couldn't say no to her. She'd been away from me for far too long and I knew she needed me. She held my hand throughout, as though I would leave her as soon she'd leave me. I promised her I wouldn't leave but I had to look after my business too, I had to go for a meeting. I assured her, and left her hand. Asked Najma and Nikhat to take care of her whilst I attend a conference call.

While attending the call I saw Humeira, and Haider speaking to Rehan. Rehan didn't look too happy, it seemed like he was crying, but I couldn't see clearly from a far. I walked downstairs, hoping I could get some answers, but as soon as I approached them Rehan straightened up. Humeira smiled and said, "Salaam Bhaijaan, ab aap kaise hain?" "Ji, mein theek hi hoon, aap bataiye, aap aur ..Haider?" I saw that Haider cleched his jaw, and fist his hands a little because he sensed where my question was headed, but Humeira signaled him to quiet down.

Rehan and Haider walked away, while Humeira explained, "Bhaijaan, I have always loved Ayaan, jabse hum chote the tab se, lekin Ayaan ne kabhi humare pyaar ki kadr nahin ki. Humne kitni baar, kitni baar unhe bulaya, unke saamne royi, unse vinti ki, ke who humein chorke na jaayen. Lekin unhone humara haath thamne se manaa kar diya. Hum unke saath jaana chahte the, lekin wo nahin maane." She sobbed a little, "Phir, Haider humari zindagi mein aaye, aur unhone humare toote huwe dil ko phirse jod diya, humne unhe sab bataya tha ki, hum unse us tarah mohabbat nahin kar paengey," she smiled, "lekin unhone kaha ki wo humse aisi koi zabardasti nahin karenge, unhone humara dost banke humein who khushiyaan di joh Ayaan humein kabhi nahin de paye.." She paused, she sensed what I was going to say, and said, "Ab hum Haider ke hain, Ayaan ke waapis ajaane se humare ghav nahin bhar jaeynge. Behtar hoga agar aap apne bhai ko ye baat samjhade, ki rishtey todne ka nahin, nibhane ka naam hota hai."

With that she walked away, but the last line pierced my heart as I remember Zoya telling me the same thing. I was lost in my thoughts when I heard a little shuffling and sniffling, I looked around and saw Ayaan. He looked broken, I knew he heard what Humeira said. I couldn't tell him how sorry I felt for him. I understood him completely, because I had done the same thing as him, ranaway from my problems rather than facing them. Isn't that what Zoya told me to do? Wasn't she just trying to make sure that I didn't break the family into such small bits that it couldn't be fixed?

Ayaan put his head on my knees and cried, we both cried, we both knew we were wrong leaving our love like that, we made the biggest mistakes of our lives. And we knew, there was no going back.

Imraan came out running saying, "BHAIJAAN, AMMI," and we ran in, to see my mother. "Zoya kahaan hai? KAHAAN HAI MERI BACCHI?" I was shocked. She saw me, and asked again, "Asad, beta, ye dekho ye log kya keh rahe hain, Zoya toh tumhare saath hi thi nah? Mujhe pata hai, wo tumhare saath bahar coffee pee rahi hogi, hai nah? Jao bula kar lao meri bacchi ko, dhai (2.5) saal ho gaye use apne kalejey se laga kar rone ke, please Asad jao bula kar lao usse." I stood still, I didn't know how to react, should I tell her the truth? Or should I lie? I couldn't say anything.

I was still contemplating when I heard someone say, "Ab wo yahaan nahin aa sakti Phoopi, kyunki.." I looked at Rehaan, curious and worried, what did he mean? What happened to her?

Where was she?

Here's part 3! I hope you enjoy. I promise, Zoya will be there in the next or the part after that 😉

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