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Chapter 7: In you I live
Love is truly a blessing. When you fall in love everything in your life brightens up. the void which had eaten you up till that day seemed non-existent. Rationality flies out of the window. Heart starts humming the sweetest lullaby. The mother earth starts showering you with beautiful moments to create the loveliest memories. Your life turns into a capsule where only you and your love exist... The sweetest capsule ever found...
The confession had changed the entre dynamics of Asad and Zoya's relation. Zoya for once, let her guard down and accepted Asad's attempt to make a place in her life. Day by day she started depending on him, but she was okay with that as she was fed up of being all alone in her life. Being with Asad give her the happiness that she never received in her life.
It was a Friday morning. Zoya as usual had her bath and came out of the bathroom only to bump into Asad.
"Asad, What are you doing here?" asked a perplexed Zoya.
He didn't give her any reply. Instead he took her hand and guided towards the gift wrap which he brought. He could see her eyes widen in surprise. There was a bewitching smile on her face as she felt the gift.
"Open it Zoya"
She obliged gladly. She started tearing through the wrapper impatient to know what the gift is. He chuckled seeing her childlike behavior. Her hand came to stand still as she felt the gift. She was shocked.
Asad, who was looking at the various emotions flickering in her eyes didn't fail to notice her shocked expression. He was confused.
"What happened Zoya? You didn't like my gift?"
His voice was laced with pain and hurt. Understanding this Zoya hugged him while he reciprocated back.
"Asad, I love it...it's a Sari. And I am sure it's really beautiful. But..."
He detangled himself from her. Cupping her face in his hands he asked;
"Then what Zoya?"
"I don't know how to wear this Asad. I have never worn this in my life. It's difficult to wear Sari for a girl like me. I am sorry Asad."
His heart clenched as he saw the tears forming in her doe eyes. He wiped those tears with his knuckles. Leaning down, he pressed his lips to her forehead giving her the much needed assurance. He took the sari from her. Opening the sari he gave her the blouse and underskirt. Her eyes widened as she understood the meaning behind his gesture. She flushed and nodded in denial. He chuckled at her cute expression.
"Trust me Zoya... Let me help you..."
There was complete silence for a minute. She hesitantly took the clothes from him and walked towards the bathroom.
***(@)***
He was pacing impatiently in the room waiting for Zoya. It's been 10 minutes that she had gone to the bathroom to change and still no information about her. Giving up the pacing he went towards the bathroom to knock when suddenly the door flew open. He was stopped dead in his track as he saw her figure emerging from the bathroom only clad in blouse and underskirt. His mouth wide opened as his eyes drank in the half-naked beauty in front of him. He was snapped out of his revere as he saw her fidgeting which clearly showed the sign of nervousness. He slowly took her hand and held her to the center of the room.
Taking one end of the sari, he tucked it in her underskirt. As his finger touched her bare waist, tingling sensation passed through both of their body. Her breath hitched. He felt the carnal and most primitive desires stirring deep inside him. He shook his head to clear the dirty thoughts and concentrate on the work in his hand. Like a pro he neatly folded the pleats. Kneeling down in front of her, he took the pleats and turned to tuck in her skirt. He froze in his action as his eyes caught the sight of her navel. Again his mind wandered off to forbidden territory. With great difficult he tucked the pleats in her waist line. His fingers lingered there much more time than needed. She closed her eyes to block the sudden feelings course through her. He looked up and smirked knowing that she also felt the same. He inched closer to her body, still kneeling. Inhaling her body scent deeply, he placed his lips right above her navel. He heard her gasp and then moan. Encouraged by reactions he kissed there with more urgency pulling her body close. Her hands automatically went to his hair running her fingers through it while he continued his sweet assault on her navel.
It took all his will power to pull back from Zoya. He could feel her legs turning into jelly as she shivered under his touch. Getting up, he fixed the remaining parts of her sari. Wrapping the pallu on her shoulders, he hugged her from behind who was still flustered with his actions before. She leaned into his touch as she felt his arms sneak around her bare waist.
"I am sorry Zoya... I got carried away..."
"It's okay Asad... I love you..."
She turned around and hid her face in his chest. He hugged her possessively taking in the warmth it created.
***(@)***
"Asad, where are you taking me?"
Asked a frustrated Zoya for the umpteenth number of time.
"Wait my dear. We are about to reach there"
She pouted and turned her face away from him. After he made her wear the sari he was adamant on taking her out to some place. She denied pointing out that she can't go out in sari as she was not comfortable and will not be able to manage sari outside. But he brushed off her inhibitions telling that he would take care of everything. Even though she trust him, she couldn't help but to be a little apprehensive. And above that, his secretive nature didn't help a bit.
She was jerked out of her thoughts as the car came to a halt. Getting down from te driver seat he walked to her side and helped her get down.
"Asad, please tell me at least now na?"
She pouted again but he remained stoic. Taking her hand in his the duo moved effortlessly through the corridors and got into the elevator. He looked at and saw her still sulking. He smirked inwardly as he saw the elevator coming to a halt. They stepped out of the elevator only to be greeted by shower of flower petals on them.
Zoya, who was startled first, started giggling as soon as she felt the flower petals against her skin. She twirled as more and more petals fall onto her. She looked at his direction and extended her hand. He gladly obliged and took her hand in his and pulled her for a hug while an ecstatic Zoya mumbled thanks' to him every now and then. They were pulled back to the reality as they heard a roar of applause. Zoya appeared bewildered while a goofy grin appeared in Asad's face. He bent down and whispered in her ear;
"Welcome to my office Zoya"
Her eyes widened in response. She tried to process the new piece of information she gathered from him. she never ever in her wildest dream thought that Asad will bring her to his office. she felt her eyes moisten as she heard him talking to his colleagues.
"Guys, this is the girl I was talking about. The girl who stole my heart away, the girl with whom I have fallen in love with, my Zoya..."
His confession was followed by the never ending applause and congratulations. As everyone showered their best wishes on them, Zoya stood there, her fingers intertwined with his, her head leaning against his chest, feeling contended. At that moment she knew, she would give up everything to be just with him...
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