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Asad-Zoya-Haider OS

Okay this is a continuation of my previous OS on Zoya and Haider where they became brother-sister. So this OS starts from the point where Asad returns from office at late night to Siddiqui Mansion.

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After a hectic day in office, Asad reluctantly made way to the house which was home to the persons whom he hated like anything. He ran a hand through his long hair frustrated and entered into the house with the spare keys he had been provided with. The whole house was dark, like the hearts of the owners of that house. But he stopped in his tracks as he saw Zoya sitting in the living room watching. Asad smiled and made way towards her and decided to surprise his brave' Miss Farooqui. He made way towards her slowly and groaned seeing her openly staring at the TV screen drooling over M.S.Dhoni.

No doubt Asad was a big fan of cricket and respected Captain Cool very much, but at that moment all he wished for was to get Dhoni to never exist in his and MsFarooqui's world. But as he was caught offguard as she shrieked in joy and hi-fived with a guy he had failed to notice earlier. His face was not clear but of course, Asad was sure that he had never seen him before. Asad's sixth sense was on full alert. After all his stupid crazy MsFarooqui was sitting there, talking and laughing freely with a completely stranger male, alone. Of course, Asad trusted Zoya with his life. All their encounters, from the time Zoya came to India to till date, the most important lesson he had learnt was that if he could trust anyone with his life, it was only one person, HIS Zoya. Her ways might be wrong, but her intentions could never be wrong. But he didn't trust the outer world that could easily deceive his bahut hi bholi' MsFarooqui! Asad curled his fists as Zoya put her head on the other person's shoulder. That was it.He couldn't take it anymore.

MsFarooqui!

Zoya and Haider sprang up from their seats, hearing Asad's voice just behind them. Zoya looked at him shocked and then smiled widely as she almost ran to him and hugged him with joy!

MrKhan! I missed you soo much...

Asad's eyes softened and he hugged her smiling. He buried his face in her hair taking in her scent and murmured sheepishly

I missed you too...

Their loving embrace was disturbed when they heard a cough!

Ahemm...

Asad and Zoya sprang apart and looked at Haider who was trying hard to suppress a smile. Yes he was very happy for his sister, but he decided to have some fun with Asad seeing him curling his fists. Man, this is gonna be great fun.

Well as much as I understand biology and hormones and all, but I would like to point out that this is a living room...a very public one! Why don't you two find a room and then...umm...you know...

He winked at Zoya who was blushing and staring daggers at him. Asad didn't miss that wink and was super angry.

And may I know who you are to suggest that?

Me? Well I am a very common innocent man who gets very uncomfortable seeing all these...stuffs!

Excuse me!

Asad took a step forward. Zoya hurriedly held his arm.

MrKhan! Actually...

MsFarooqui! Please be silent. Let me deal with him.

Haider raised his eyebrows.

But...

Please!

Zoya stood back resigned.

So what were you doing with MY fiancee?

Asad drapped an am around her and brought her closer making it clear to that Zoya belonged to HIM only. Zoya squirmed under his hold.

MrKhan, what are you doing?

Haider smiled crookedly and asked

Your fiancee? Oh...you mean Zoe?! I see...why don't you ask YOUR fiancee what I was doing with her? I think you would trust her more.

You...She is ZOYA!Next time you touch her, or go near her...I WILL KILL YOU! Get it clear.

Oh really? I am so scared. I should find a hiding place right now...or else Jahanpana Six Packs will KILL me. No!

Haider looked around panicked and Asad raised his eyebrows confused and frustated at the same time.

Who the hell are you?

Zoya put her hands over her forehead and shouted

Stop it both of you! Enough is enough! HBJ( that's what she calls him as short form for Haider BhaiJaan) please! And MrKhan, you call ME childish?!

That's what you are!

...said both the boys simultaneously!

Then what are you two doing right now? What is this? Insanity?

MsFaroo...

Not a word. I don't wanna listen anything, okay? First of all let me introduce you two. MrKhan this is HBJ, I mean Haider Bhaijaan...He is a guest here and

And she is my younger sister, okay?

Asad eyed him up and down

What?

You are her ELDER brother? Well I used to think she was the most stupid person ever, but now I realise I was wrong. There are people who can be more stupid than her!

Excuse me!

...Both Zoya and Haider said at the same time!

MrKhan! I heard that! What did you say?

Umm...woh...actually MsFarooqui...woh...I said that you are more intelligent than him!

Before that?

Woh...he is stupid!

MrKhan! Don't think I am an idiot okay? I very well heard what you said! And now I am gonna kill you!

Not bad! By the way guys, what's wrong with you two? Always obsesses with killing...

That's none of your business!

Of course, it is! Perhaps you forgot! She is my little sister and you are my sister's fiancee. So it does matter.

MsFarooqui...will you please tell me what's going on?!

Sure...why not! But first you go and get fresh. No...no excuses. Get fresh. I will serve dinner. Then we can talk, okay?

She pushed him towards his door. Asad sighed and left eyeing Haider

I will be back in five minutes!

Sure! I am waiting.

Asad shot him a glare and left.

After five minutes

Asad came back to the living room and found Zoya arranging three plates and HBJ helping her. Both were whispering and Asad could catch only the last part, as Zoya smacked her HBJ playfully.

Definitely he is a full on Akdu and Khadoos person!

Asad sat down and Zoya served him, arranging his plates the exact way he liked.

Umm...Jahanpana!

Only MsFa...Zoya calls me that!

Uh...copyright issues I see!

Asad glared at Zoya and Zoya at Haider. Haider raised his hands in surrender.

Sher and sherni...

Zoya chuckled but turned it into a cough as Asad glared at her.

Will you tell me now!

Yes yes! So you see yesterday I met him first! Can you believe it? He was smacking his iPad because it wasn't working! He threw it actually...

Asad was amused seeing her doe-shaped eyes go wide in horror!

And can you believe it...her first lines to me were (he mimicked Zoya) Allah miyaan, what's wrong with you?

Quite common!

I didn't say it like that, okay?

Of course not Zoe! But this is the limit to rudeness in my voice!

Can we please move forward?

Why not? So basically your fiancee fought with me...shouted at me

And I corrected your iPad too!

I was coming to that!

Then?

Then today we met,

We fought...because your over-possessive fiancee thought I was after you...since my name also means lion, I used to be a dance teacher and I love idli...

Asad choked on his coffee remembering their horrible time with MrSingham!

And basically she threatened me to stay away from hers, ONLY hers MrKhan!

Asad chuckled recalling how angry and jealous Zoya used to be of MrSingham

*flashback starts*

Jealous...MsFarooqui?

Jealous my foot!

And that lovely adorable twisting of lips that used to follow! He missed that these days! Life had taken so many turns, he never got time to do his favourite hobby anymore,i.e., tease his MsFarooqui!

Aab aap maan kyun nahin jaati MsFarooqui...ki aap Vasu se bi jealous hain?

Haan hun...khush?!

Asad could feel his heart swell up with pride and happiness again. How much happiness that mere confession had brought to him that moment...only he knew that! Both of them had been so stupid!

*flashback ends*

Enough of making fun of me! So then we talked...

...Uh I convinced her by showing pic of my girlfriend...and we bacame friends...then brother and sister! That's it!

I know he can be really irritating sometimes...but he is very nice MrKhan!

I know she can be very very stupid sometimes but she is really nice!

I can see that!

So?

So?

So?

Come on, MrKhan! Say something!

Okay...good!

Zoe...can you get us some more coffee please?

Sure...why not!

Zoya left for the kitchen.Once they were alone

Look Asad, I know how much you love her and how protective you are...but trust me, she is a little sister to me! I am not a threat to her, okay?

I have lost her many times...She is my life Haider! I can't live without her...If something happens to her...

Nothing will happen to her! This is the promise of an elder brother. I know how much she means to you...and I am really grateful to you for that! I know she could never get anyone better than you!

I couldn't get either...

Yup! And she is one of the two most important persons in my life. Sanaya and Zoe...they are my life now. I will do anything for these two.

Where is your girlfriend? I can't see her...

She is in New York!

Does MsFarooqui know her?

Yup...she came to know today! Can you believe it...thay have already become best friends! You see them talking...it feels like they know each other for ages!

That's what Zoya is! She mixed with Ammi and Najma...and Ayan like that! It didn't take her even one month to get closer to them like that.You visit my home...you will think like I am an outsider there.

Both of them laughed.

You know...Zoe may be really foolish and crazy, but she has a heart of gold.

I know...it took me ages to realise that! I always used to judge her and used to stay away from her...

...so that you don't hurt her in future like your Dad!( Asad looked at him shocked) She told me...Let me tell you Asad...as her brother I am telling you...you can never ever hurt her intentionally. If sometime you manage to hurt her unintentionally, then ONLY you can heal that pain, make her forget that hurt. Just as you are incomplete without...she is also incomplete without you! Never forget that!

Asad looked at him, his eyes wet and both of them shared a hug.

You are a great brother to her. Thank you. I am really happy for her. I know how much she has always wanted an elder brother.

She sees her whole family in yours. Dilshad Bi is like her mother. You are her lover, father, brother, friend, child, everything! And I know you make sure to treat her like that...you never let her miss a family of her own. Now I pray that you two get married soon...and give me my nephews and nieces.

Asad looked down blushing.

And I pray that I get my nephews and nieces soon too! What are you two talking about?

Nothing...just family planning. Okay you two have some time alone. I am gonna sleep.

But your coffee...

Leave it! I am not feeling like drinking anymore!

Allah Miyaan what's wrong with you? You made me look for the sugar in the whole kitchen for five minutes, make coffee and now your mood changes? You have to drink it. Sorry.

Okay...I will! You stubborn girl!

Whose sister am I?

Actually...whose fiancee!

Okay...good night both of you. Don't indulge in...ahem...you know...(Zoya smacked him) and...

Good night.

Asad said.

Zoya chuckled and held his arm, beaming at Haider. Haider smiled looking at them and left.

After Haider left, Zoya turned to Asad and said...

Look I know you will say he is badtameez and you don't like him, but trust me...

And what if I say I like him?

No no trust me you don't like him...wait! What did you say?

I like him!

Zoya stared at him open-mouthed and Asad held her by arms

MsFarooqui...he is badtameez...but he is very nice too! In fact, you two are really perfect as siblings. Crazy, shameless, stupid, foolish...

MrKhan!

...and yet very adorable!

Zoya looked at him stunned.

Zoya I am sorry for all the times I have judged you and shouted at you...all the time I have hurt you...

Mr Khan! You can never hurt me...If you hurt me, then you manage to wipe it out of my life as well. You don't need to say sorry.

I love you Zoya

I love you too MrKhan!

They hugged each other and separated a few minutes later.

Miss Farooqui, can I say something?

What?

I miss that angry and frustrated look on your face! The way you used to behave earlier...

When you used to irritate me so much!

You used to irritate me much more!

Because you never listenned to me!

And you never let me speak!

You used to say Woh Actually only!

You never had enough patience to stay to listen beyond that! You always used to run away!

That's because I thought you were gonna stop that Nikah Drama!

And I used to think that you didn't want to marry me!

And I thought you didn't want to marry me.

Did I ever say that?

Of course you did! You said you were not mad that you would marry me.

And you said it was better to marry a statue.

Of course, you were so unromantic then!

Really? Then why were you marrying me Miss Romantic?

Because I loved you damn it!

Which you yourself didn't know!

You also didn't know that you loved me!

Of course, I knew it...I knew it long back...after coming back from Mangalpur!

But you never had the guts to propose!

I never wanted to hurt you Zoya! I can never forget what happened in Mangalpur...and it was my fault!

It was not your fault MrKhan! And you were hurting me...by pushing me away from you! You were hurting me by ignoring me...

She was close to tears. Asad held her face.

Zoya I am sorry...for everything!

Zoya hugged him

And me too...for everything! I always hid things from you...and drove you into trouble!

That wasn't your fault. You wanted to help people. And just think...if all those things didn't happen...if we didn't make those mistakes, we won't have been here, right?

Yup! But we were so stupid back then!

Yes...we were. And addition, now also you are the same stupid girl.

And you are the same akdu jahanpana.

But you are MY jahanpana!

And you are MY kaneez!

They both laughed

It's very late. Go and get some sleep.

You too pretty boy!

They bed each other good night and left for their rooms.

In their rooms

Asad and Zoya were not feeling sleepy at all. Sleep was miles away. Past danced in front of their eyes. Their past.

The day Asad had first seen her in that mazaar. Then that fight as his car hit her. Then the next meeting, fight after she again got hit by his car. Then came tha mall, and another fight. Next meeting was in his room, on his bed and of course a fight followed. Of course, next day breakfast and that offer of lift. Then those stupid lectures of tameez and tehzeeb. That meteor shower. Cellphone and password. I am sorry Zoya. Cricket and M.S.Dhoni. Akram. Blackmail.Jahanpana Bond.That cockroach.Blackmail.Kidnapping Ayan. Tractor Ride. Mangalpur. Yash Aarti & Ansh. That one eyed-man. That water. Those killers. That ZOYYAAA!!!Those thrones. That kiss. Ride back home. Z on his palm. Fight. That waiting for her return.That iPad and phone.Maryam in KV. That hide-and-seek. Dilshad being shot. That slap. You don't deserve a mom. That SORRY. That black & bitter coffee. That investigation. That great team. That bet. That Teri Meri dance. Dance ise kahte hain MsFarooqui. That Raghu Singh. Agar aapko kuch ho jata...I would have gone crazy. That Gudiya Factory. That boold in hands. That tending of wounds. That biscuits and coffee. That fire. That opening up of her past. That fight. That help of his. Those court papers. That ancestral home. That hug and Marr Jaiyaan. That operation Laal Rumaal. Those pakodes. That operation Pyaasi Aatma. That rain. That house. That black shirt and pink saree. Those dimples. That fight. That song. That confession. That fight. That Tanveer entry. That ZOYAA!!! That ride back home. Those stealing glances. I was really worried. Zindagi ki yahi reet hai. That gas accident. That fight. Those peanuts. Sorry and thank you for saving my life. Those tears. That steling of his bread-jam.Kyun aapko sirf ush Tannu ke haathom ka bana bread jam pasand hai? That smile behind the paper. That kachauri. That napkin. Those smiles.That BNHH recall. That red saree. That bathroom and Registhan. That Abbu quest and offer of help. That Holi prank. That eye candy. Plan ise kahte hain MsFarooqui. That Holi Party. That blueberry cheese cake. That graveyard. Those cries. If you need anything, I am here.That sleepless night. Those taunts thrown at him. That dream. That employment letter. Those Mus. Those fights and tears and discomfort. Those Tu Jahan Main Wahan dreams. That grand confession to himself. That video message. That coin tossing. That lie. Those smiles. Those fights. MrDhurandhar Bhatavdekar. MissDolly. That chicken pox. That wink. That engagement announcement. That drama. That planning at 5. That slap. Aapko kisi ki parwah nahin hai na, meri bi nahin? That truth to MrBhatavdekar. That leaving of home. Those tears. That look from the gap in door and from terrace. That car ride. Those flashbacks. That video. Hum Zoya se kabhi nahin mil payenge. Who humesha humesha ke liye jaa rahi hai. That ride to airport. That airport sagai. That holding of hands. That look of love in eyes. That lie at home. That fight. That bath tub. That hug. That Walima. That rose. That questioning. That fight because of ring. That MU. That announcement by Dilshad. That fight. That MU. Next day at 10. That pizza & coke. That five-time tested plan. That plan B. That fake honeymoon. That look in eyes. That going to Dilshad. That photograph. Dilshad getting unconscious. That fight. That engagement & Tum Hi Ho. That fight. That dream & reality confusion. That fight. That demand for gift. That Jasn-e-Saugat. That chand. That chicken.That shout and accusation. That one-eyed lady. That saree. That dream. That exercise excuse. That kurti-turned saree. That guerilla look.That Pummy Aunty. That cute fight and garland. That night. That jealousy. That photos on facebook. That MrSingham and jealousy. Appi came. Asad's confession. Her smile. Their fight. That speech. That dance. That chandelier. That hug and are you okay?' That fire. That shout. That rude exchange. That sorry and tears. That black saree & date in the backyard. Your truth.My Truth. Our Truth. That MU.That mini-skirt.That fight.That sleeveless dress. That photoshoot. Those scars. Aap iske saath bi khoobsurat hain. That mehendi. That suit. That acid. Those tears. That small talk and caressing of palm. That fight. That rule of no-seeing each other. That night. That back-to-back romance. That hand-interwining.SubhanAllah. That fight in wedding dress. Aab humare beech koi nai aa sakta, Kismat bi nahin. That wait at the wedding hall. That discovery at the godown. That fight. Mujhe afssos hai ki maine aap jaise aadmi se muhabatt...That running away. That clutching of her dupatta. That tugging of apron with his watch. That search for her. Those dreams. Tthat finding her in that place. That wait. That wall-burial.Saving and tending her. That leave and letter. Ajmer. Mazaar.Meeting at Amer Fort. That confession.I love you Zoya.Main tumse muhabatt karta hoon Zoya, aur yeh sach kabhi nahin badlega. Aapne bahut derr karr di MrKhan. That walk-away. Those sand-dunes.That hotel. That cliff. That confession. I love you MrKhan!That flying chadarr. That homecoming nikah attempt. That second attempt. That happiness. That breakage. That slap at Tanveer. Those Mus. That talk in the backyard.That truth coming out. Tanveer out. Talk in the backyard.That hand-holding and promise. Those photographs. Telpur ki Shehjaadi. Wishlist. Breakfast in bed. Wooing like Salman Khan. He will hold my hand under the stars. That moon in her ring. That third engagement. Those promises. That Eid. That sweet scene &dance.Wishes fulfilled. That webcam staring as she sleeps. That next day drowsing and fight.That dance like SriDevi. That MrsKhan comment. That visit to his teacher. That fight because of cricket. That stalker & MUs. Those slaps on the stalker. That talk and promises. That dance. That talk on phone through the drape before nikah. That running away from nikah. That Tanveer's trap.That community wedding.That Haan'. Telling the truth to Asad. Being taken to SM. His promise. Signing the nikahnama. Becoming MrsAYAN Ahmed Khan. That pain. Those dreams. That garden throne. That hug. Those promises. That MaBurt friendship. Nikhat's marriage. Saiyaraa.Those arms outstrectched.That hug at Haseena's place. That dream Main Yahaan Hun Yahaan. That accident. That opening up, hug & promises. That awkward behaviour in Ayan's room. That jealousy. That storming out of the room. That rums. Arms outstreched. That phone. That grabbing for a hug. Those tears and the hug! That garden. That hand-holding and crying. That MU.That refusal to go because of magazine report. That jealousy. That visit to SM to take her away. Zoya sirf meri hai. That choosing of love above society. That walk out, holding hands. That home-coming happiness. That talk in the room. That diwaali. That kiss on cheek. That dance on Saans. That hug.That sweet talk and birthday plans. That expectation and anger and smirks. Badaam. Rose. Bomb. Toffee Crush. That sweet surprise party. That love-story telling. Those looks at each other. Those fights. That last two minute left. That watch. Those sweet talks. That leanng of foreheads against each other. Next day challenge. That mission be-zoya-farooqui. That messy breakfast & room. That sweet talk in the room. That talk about job.That ches-playing. That tension because of Rashid. That coming home late without informing. That hug. That talk. Yelling. That fight and shout. That preparing for heading to NY. That talk in her room. That understanding. That refusing to leave. That him leaving without her. That realisation of her fault. Her leaving to stop him. That meet at mazaar. That talk at mazaar. Reaching SM together, hand-in-hand. Stay at SM. That talk beside the pool. That play in the pool. That sweet caressing of her hair. That cuddling. That side hug. Those smiles.

Their journey had been through many ups and downs...and it was very painful! But they wouldn't have it any other way. Whatever happened, it was the best as per them and they cherished every moment they spent together. They were treu soulmates.

Thinking all this with smiles on their faces, Zoya strongly held onto the lion mask and Asad tightened his grip on that single ear-ring of hers,

I was, am and will always be deeply, irrevocably and hopelessly in love with you!

...and together they drifted into sleep without knowing.

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A/N Okay that was the last part! And I know going down AsYa memory lane was a bit lengthy, but I couldn't help it! Just miss them so so much! Thanks for all your likes and comments! Happy reading😳

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Preeti🤗