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Part 11
A silent affair
A small elegant ceremony was scheduled to be held at Khan Villa.
Zoya was getting ready in her room and najma was helping her.
Zoya dressed in a red and copper combinatorial lahnga was standing in front of wall sized mirror, while searching something in her make up box
Zoya! Take this jewelry, najma said while extending a black box embellished with golden thread wires at corners
I need to call Ami, God knows why she isn't here yet. Hope so she is coming,
Zoya was busy in applying kohl in her eyes,
Aw,, Najma put the box on bed, I would take that,
And where is Bhaijaan? Zoya! He needs to dress up too,
Please call him and check if he has got done what I asked him to do,
A smile adorned her glossy lips
Imran told me that Molvi sahib with 2 witnesses would be here soon,,
Ugh! Don't know what task was worth that importance that he had to leave just 1 hour before his nikah, Let me call to him too,
You would see soon Tamater,, and he would get ready there too, zoya called out aloud still concentrating on her reflection in mirror,,
Najma's lips made a perfect O,, she was about to ask but walked out of the room
Najma was wandering like maniacs in the house, due to the responsibility she was given, i.e. to arrange a nikah ceremony within 12 hours and that too of her only brother,
Najma's prov:
who thought life would get molded in the form, in which it is today. My Bhaijaan, who deserved all happiness in this world, who deserved all his delights to be celebrated in a wonderful manner, is doing this nikah as it is only a formality. He has to leave tomorrow, and before leaving he wants this nikah to happen.
With that she raised her head in the air and passed a silent prayer for zoya and her bhaijaan,
My lord, My brother has seen many tough times in his life, He is the one who never enjoyed his childhood, and he never got a chance to enjoy his youth too, please make the miseries to hath a stop in his life. May zoya proves to be a complete pleasure in his life. Keep them safe and happy for eternities...
And with that a tear rolled down her crimson cheeks.
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Najma was still trying to contact Dilshaad when she heard door bell rung, she while gathering her pink lehnga moved to the door, she was all overwhelmed when she saw Ayaan, Humaira and Nuzhat standing at the door with smiles liting up their faces
Come Inside,, she said joyfully, Thanx God you are here, I thought we would have no guests to attend the ceremony,
They followed her in the living room,
Where is Bhaijaan n Mona Darling? He said while sitting playfully on the couch
You wouldn't get any better, she is going to be your Bhabhi,, najma replied while rolling her eyes,
Still to be,, I still have time, raising one eye-brow
Where is zoya? Can I see her? Humaira said while interrupting
Yes! Humi, she is in her room... Najma said while heading to kitchen shelf.
Okay,, humaira left for Zoya's room.
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Humaira entered in Zoya's room after a knock,
Zoya was putting elegant chandelier earrings centrally studded with Topaz in her ears, when she saw reflection of humaira standing beside her,
Oh! Humaira? You here? She said while turning back,,
Yes! Zoya! I wanted to be here, as I wanted a brief word,
Zoya nodded in puzzlement,
Actually Zoya! You are going to start a new life today. And I wanted to clear all the confusions today. I wanted to apologize, I wanted to rectify all my mistakes, I know its not easy for you, but I still want you to forgive me..
Humaira! What are you talking about?
I know my timing is wrong, but its Now or Never case Zoya! Humaira's eyes were pooling up with the tears
I want to accept, still after the signatures on Divorce forms I wasn't able to forgive you.. I am still ashamed for that, I was carrying hatred towards you in my heart. And after knowing the reality of that Nikah, I am..so..so..Sorry.. with that she broke up in tears
Zoya stepped forward and took humaira with her shoulders,
Humaira! What are you saying? You don't need to say sorry,
On my birthday I told you that you are like my sister, and I can't see my sister crying for some stupid reason,
She made her to sit on the bed,
you may cry cox am leaving tomorrow with Mr.Khan and don't know for how much long, she said trying to make her stop crying.
Zo, Zoya! Humaira said between sobs and hiccups
Allah Miyan! What's wrong with you humaira! Whatever the reason is, I am bride, I am leaving, you are not, then why you are crying, she said while standing up and moving to mirror again
Humaira wiped her tears and started smiling
please stop crying humaira, if you wouldn't, I would start crying too,
humaira was trying to say something between zoya's phrases, buh she was disabled to do, as Miss Zoya farooqi was in full swing by now
and if I would start then, I wouldn't stop, then your bhaijaan would come and if he would come, then
then he would scold me? Humaira asked innocently
scold you? He has just one punching bag Humaira, and that's me, he would ask me,,
she didn't notice knock at the door,
he would ask me why you are late Miss farooqi? Don't you know we had nikah at sharp Six fifteen and thirty eight seconds, Molvi Sahab is here and you are not ready yet, she said while folding her arms on her chest mimicking Asad's accent and style
she saw humaira in mirror standing up in utter shock,
what happened, why you are,... she turned back,, her tongue stopped in the way and her almond eyes were on the verge of popping out when she saw Asad in black sherwani with golden embellishment along his collar, standing there folding his arms, as a reflection of her posture
Umm, I should see,, see what ayaan is doing,, humaira ran out of the room leaving shocked zoya with smiling Asad,
Asad was smiling on cute antics of his wife to be,
Um, Mr. Khan, I,..Um she said while watching Asad stepping towards her, his eyes were attached to hers
Asad was all lost in the dazzling figure who was standing shocked in front of her, on a distance of an arm,
she was too dumbfounded now at the sight that met her eyes
she so missed him, his look, his smile, was all making her weak on her knees,
Asad leaned closer, she closed her eyes
Don't you know we had nikah at sharp Six fifteen and thirty eight seconds, Molvi Sahab is here and you are not ready yet, he whispered her exact words in her ear,,
She was totally flushed with the shame, shyness and surprise at the same time,
Umm,, Mr.Khan,.. am so..
He kept his finger on her lips,
Don't! I would talk about that later Zoya, now we are really getting late, and Molvi sahib is waiting for us,
Come out soon, and removed his finger,
Zoya, who was holding her breath from a long time, finally exhaled,,
Phoopi has arrived?
Umm, No.. I told you, her priorities have changed.
Mr.Khan..she
I am waiting Zoya, come soon,, he interrupted and after that made his way out of the room,,
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Zoya was sitting across the veil with her mind roaming in confusion that why Phoopi didn't made herself here?
And then she heard Molvi Sahab calling
"Zoya! Do you accept Mr.Asad Ahmed Khan, Son of Janab Rashid Ahmed Khan as your husband with One million Indian Rupees as promt of Nikah?"
She was longing for so long to mouth these 3 words, and now her throat was all drying up..
Do you?
Yes, I do...
Molvi sahib repeated his statement for 2 more times, and then did handover few documents to zoya to sign,
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After nikah there was a dinner that was arranged to celebrate that meek happiness, as the third member of little khan family was missing,
Dinner was a silent affair; Najma was happy and sad at the same time,, tears were keeping her eyes wet,
Asad hadn't said anything during the dinner, he was again and again worrying if his mother was okay?
Zoya's eyes were sticked to the sad figure of officially her's Mr.Khan
Molvi sahib had already left,
Nikhat and Farhan were done with the dinner, they parted good bye after giving a good number of good wishes and prayers as this was there last meeting with Asad and Zoya
Ayaan took his phone off the table, and scrolled down a log list of missed calls which were from contacts: Home; Ami; Mumaani; Dilshaad Ami
He scrunched his eyebrows in confusion while thinking..what may be wrong?
Umm,, Excuse me, he left imran, najma and asad talking
Asad excused too, as he was fed up of pretending to be normal in his mother's absence, he went straight to his room, which was beautifully decorated for his wedding night, all arrangement was done by Imran.
Asad felt burning everything apart,, he was breaking deep inside, he was crying,, on the loss.. loss of his mother, who left him, and not even bothered to share the biggest happiness of his son's life, but how it could be The Biggest? As his most endeared person was missing,,
Ayaan got back with tears in his eyes
Humaira! Get ready we need to leave,,
All of them were shocked,
What happened ayaan? Why you look so worried? Imran said while approaching him,
Zoya also stood up supporting her lehnga, Is everything okay?
I can just hope, Ami called, she said they have taken abu to hospital as his condition was dropping, and they were calling me from last 2 hours, Doctor is examining, but hasn't answered yet.
Oh! So you should leave soon,, najma said while putting her hand on his shoulder, don't cry everything would be fine,
Okay Tamater! We just need to leave soon, come humaira n nuzhat,, he said while heading to door, pulling out keys from his pocket,
He turned back, Zoya! where is Bhaijaan?
I guess Mr.Khan is in his room...
K,, take care of you and bhaijaan, don't know if I would be able to see you people off at airport, I would try to make it,
Allah hafiz, he called aloud while moving out of the main door.
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Asad heard engine starting up,, he made his way out of the room,
Ayaan is gone? His eyes were reddened due to his self-session in room
Yes bhaijaan,, najma's heart was breaking deep inside on her brother's condition.
She refrained from telling the reason for quick departure, as this would upset him more,,
I guess zoya is tired now, she said while moving to zoya's side.
Hmm.. she may rest, asad said brainlessly when he was staring blankly in the air to figure out the reason why his mother did not bother to come and why his brother left in hustle,
Yes tamater, am really tired, please help me to get into the room,
Najma helped zoya to get into the room, as she was supporting half of her weight, her lehnga and dupatta,..
Asad followed them too,
Zoya entered in Asad's room which was her's too for a night with najma,
She had dreamt of coloring and decorating this room according to her own taste, now she was a guest there for just one night, she couldn't believe; how did luck shut their all dreams down into a small box.
Tulips' sweet fragrance was filling up the dull air of their room, Antirrhinums were resting in large sized glass vase in east corner of room, small candles were lit up all across the room
Bed was centralized and white net curtains were surrounding it from all the four sides,
on one side zoya was sad due to the present events and on other side, bed and the room's decoration was setting butterflies off her stomach,
Najma asked her if she wanted to change now or would later,
Zoya opted for second option
After a long wait of ten minutes asad entered in the room, with his eyes swollen up, but still adorning his face with a dimpled smile, zoya was sitting on the couch as sitting on the bed with veil down could have been much fancy according to scenario,
After taking slow steps asad sat on the couch with zoya,, took zoya by her shoulder and made her to come closer, and wrapped his arm around her. The intimacy was not new, but it was blowing her insides.
With other hand he pulled out a black velvet box out of his pocket, and put it in his palm and extended it to zoya,
Umm, this is for you
Zoya was overwhelmed as she was not expecting wedding night gift from Asad due to the mental trauma he was passing through, so she smiled owing to her excitement
Open it na mr. khan and make me to wear it, she said while extending her finger to him,
Asad left his waist and extended his palm to her to put her hand in,
She happily put her hand in his
He squeezed her hand a little, and then put down a white gold ring studded with a beautiful marquise diamond,,
after that he leaned in to kiss her hand, the moment his lips touched her skin, her inside was starting to explode up with the shivers and new desires, it was not new for them, but being legally allowed to satisfy their all desires was playing major part in the little explosions.
As soon as Asad realized zoya's hitching breath, he left her hand and stood up in urgency, leaving zoya awestruck,
Zoya! I need to go, I can't stay here right now, he said while turning his face on the other side,
Mr.Khan...
Please, he was about to move when he felt a strong grip on his hand,
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