#WEsupportKSG AsYa FF First Touch Thread #3 {Completed} - Page 29

Originally posted by: hiral1979

Option 5 is also good

whichever one you do please give quicker updates

Ok am planning to give quickerrr updates

Originally posted by: royalsgirl93

update soon plzzz

really want to know what happens next

7/1/14

I dunno how will i do it as not written a word

but fear not I will do it by 11:55pm 2morrow

Originally posted by: -Crazy4AsYa-

I like your first idea...cont soon!!

Thank you

You n I are the only ones to like it

Originally posted by: -Crazy4AsYa-

Cute teaser...update soon...

Ab aur sabr nai hota!!

7th 11:55 pm ko

Originally posted by: Surya.Ravi

waiting for the next update eagerly..

2nite 11:55 pm

Originally posted by: Surya.Ravi

waiting for the update eagerly..😊

I started writing 2day

Am going at it since morning

Lets see if I update a god one

Joota chappal keep on stand by

Dear readers,

As promised I will be updating tonite but am not very confident about it.

I have been typing since morning.

I still have a few hours before updating.

Trying to make it nice.

If if it is not as good as my earlier works

Sorry.

Chahat

Originally posted by: Linnet

Please update soon

Will be waiting

Fingers crossed

Love

Linnet

😃😃

Will do it at 11:55 pm

Am done with it thoda satisfactory hai

Gotta go off line

Guys in my FF this one and all the coming ones KSG will be AAK. I did not need to mention it because it is very obvious.

Part 39)

Asad reached New York airport. He picked his luggage and came out of the airport. The first sight he saw was breath taking. His Zoya was looking more beautiful than ever. They both had tears in their eyes. Asad moved one step at a time taking in the beauty of his wife.

Asad: Missed you begum.

Zoya: Missed you too.

Asad: I love you Arham.

Arham: Love you Abbooo ooo ooo.

Zoya: Ye accha hai bete ko I love you. Begum ko kuch nahi.

Asad: Begum hum poore ke poore aapke hain. Hum bhi aapke humaari mohabbat bhi aapki.

Zoya: Aap bhi na avval darje ke majnu hain.

Asad: Come to Abbooo ooo ooo my mushroom. Arham abbooo ooo ooo ko batao did you take care of Mirchi Mom and babycorn?

Arham: Yesh.

Asad: Did Mirchi Mom take care of my mushroom and babycorn?

Arham: No.

Zoya: Haw Aloo abbooo ooo ooo ke mushroom ghar chaliye aap dono ko dikhati hoon. OUCH!!

Asad: Zoya are you OK?

Zoya: Ye na aap teeno ki master planning hai. Abhi se team bana li hai. Aloo abhooo ooo ooo, mushroom aur babycorn ne. Aap dono mein se kisi ko kuch kahoon na toh madam itne zor se kick karti hain.

Arham: Kick no fooball.

Asad kissed Arham and Zoya. He rubbed his hand on Zoya's tummy to love their daughter. Asad hugged his family as he was seeing them in person after a long long long period of a fortnight. He had been on a business trip to Mumbai, London and then had finally reached his last desitnation of the trip New York. Asad and Zoya had come to New York as there was some work related to the Arham trust. They had to do it in person. Asad had sent Zoya in advance so that she could attend the college reunion of her class.

The cold New York weather was witness to the warm happy little family of Aloo abbooo ooo ooo, Mirchi mom and their children mushroom and babycorn. The driver placed Asad's luggage in the dickky. The family of four settled in the back of the car. They soon reached their hotel. It was a beautiful suite which came with a master and a child room. After freshening up Asad sat with Arham. 15 days this had been the longest time he had stayed away from his mushroom. He asked Arham every little detail of his acitivites and mummas as if he was going to get any answers. Zoya stood afar and saw them. She would laugh, smile, cry, huff and puff as Asad asked the questions depending on the nature of them. Zoya was dead tired from taking care of babies. Each was a troublesome handful child, one inside her and one outside her.

The family had dinner in the hotel room itself. The next few days before returning to India were kept for shopping for family and a very special journey to go see Arham's maamu and mummaani. Asad's jet lag was no longer an issue once he had seen the smile of his wife and kissed his babies. He had taken over Arham's resposibilites from Zoya. Arham troubled Zoya but totally an angel in front of his abbu. Zoya used to be jealous of their bond as a son was always said to be closer to moms. Arham was sleeping in his room after Asad told him his favorite bedtime story about his personal and live Tom and Jerry meeting, fighting, falling in love and living happily ever after. Zoya was on the bed trying to adjust herself. She had become big. No. Round. No. huge. No. She looked beautiful. Yes that is what she loved to hear from Asad. She was wearing a sweat shirt and tracks. Her clothes were always of the wrong size, she was perfect. He stared lovingly at her because she was looking pregnant beautiful. Her hair tied messily, no make up, and she was waiting for him. She looked at him and tried to make herself poper but he stopped her and settled behind her. He dabbed some lotion on his hands and applied it on her tummy.

Asad: Zoya aap bahut beautiful lag rahi hain.

Zoya: Sach mein? Main aise moti ho gayi hoon. Dekhiye toh maine kya pehna hai aur mere baal, no make up. Phir bhi aapko main beautiful lag rahi hoon? Asad aapko pata hai reunion mein meri saari friends kitni acchi lag rahi thi aur main moti. I could not even fit in the dress I bought for the occasion.

Asad: Zoya aap na aapki shopping skills kam ho gayi hain. Sab galat size ki shopping kart hain aap. Kal hum chalege aur main aapke liye kapde loonga.

Zoya: Nahi mere liye nahi wo sabne list di hai wo shoping...

Asad: Jee nahi wo sab aakar khud ke liye shopping kar sakte hain. Hum hum chaaro ke liye shopping karenge. Arham ke liye aur baby ke liye bhi. Aapko pata hai maine flight mein yahaan jitni baby and mom shops hain unki list bana li hai. Ab ye mat kahiyega ki sab kuch naya kyun jab ki Arham ki cheesein hain. Arham ka sirf Arham ke liye babycorn ke liye hum nayi cheesein lege. Humaari trip ki souvenirs lenge sabke liye.

Zoya: Asad aap bhi na baby ko babycorn kyun keh rahe hain? Koi accha sa nickname sochenge ya uske naam se hi bualyuenge. Babycorn kyun?

Asad: Kyunki zoya jabse aap pregnant hui hain, I guess poore Bhaopal ke babycorns humaare gahr hi aate hain. aapko har cheez mein babycorn chahiye. So ye meri babycorn hai.

Zoya rested her back on Asad's chest. He lovingly caressed her belly and kissed her on the cheeks. Life had changed so much since they had been to New York last. They had become parents of their first baby here and now they were here again and expecting their second child. Asad pulled the duvet over them and they slept in each others arms.

6 months ago,

Asad and Zoya had returned from New York with their new born son Arham. Everyone especially the new dadi fell in love instantly with the baby boy. He was like a little toy for Humaira and Najma. Asad used to scold them at times for thinking of Arham as a toy. Zoya would see him fuss over every little thing about Arham. Asad would not want to leave Arham at home and go to the office. Zoya allowed him to stay at home for 2 days but on the third she pushed him out of the house. He could not stay away from his son and did not trust him with anyone. Dilshaad was very happy seeing Asad like this because she had not expected this behavior ever from Asad. Wedding preparations for Kabeer-Najma and Ayaan-Humaira were in full swing. Imaad joined them for dinner alomst every evening. Iklakh too came with him a couple of times. During a family meets he got a chance to spend time with Nikhat the girl he had fallen in love with at first sight. He knew that she had given up on love and relationships other than blood ones. She wanted to study business management and make a career out of it. Asad Najma and Zoya realized of Imaad and Dilshaad's love for each other. They were moving on in their lives with their respectful partners but Imaad and Dilshaad were alone. The trio wanted their ammi to be happy and only one man could make that happen. Najma had expressed her wish to be given in marriage by both her parents. Asad Najma and Zoya decided to get Dilshaad and Imaad together.

One evening Asad, Najma and Zoya invited Imaad to their home. They sat Dilshad and Imaad down on opposite sides. Asad knelt in front of Dilshad and Najma Zoya in front of Imaad. Imaad and Dilshad were not understanding what the three were upto.

Asad: Dilshad B kya aapko mere Imaad uncle nikaah mein Qubool Hai?

Najma/Zoya: Imaad Sheikh kya aapko nikaah mein humaari ammi Qubool hai?

Dilshad and Imaad froze at the question. They had not anticipated that the children were upto this. There was no answer from either side at the moment. Asad, Zoya and Najma waited with huge smiles on their faces to hear a yes. The yes which excitedly waited for they did not hear.

Dilshaad: Asad, Zoya, Najma ye kya harkat hai? Maine tum teeno ko poori freedom di hai iska ye matlab nahi ki tum uska faayda uthao. Raat bahut ho chuki hai, Imaad mujhe lagta hai ab aapko chalna chahiye. Inki taraf se main aapse maafi maanti hoon.

Asad, Najma and Zoya: Par ammi...

Dilshaad went to her room and closed the door on them just like she had closed the door on love and companionship after Rashid left her. Imaad stood there looking at the closed door. He did not get to say anything about his feelings like many years ago he could not tell Dilshaad he loved her because the day he had decided to tell her he loved her Rashid and Dilshaad announced their engagement in the college. The heartbroken Imaad was once again aching inside him. He had a pained look on his face on once again being rejected by the woman, the only woman he ever loved. He saw that the children were disappointed too. He gave them a faint smile and took leave. Asad and Najma decided to give up thinking they were not meant to have abbu's love but Zoya stood there determined. She had got a lot of love and happiness from her ammi and it was time she had it all. Najma went to her room and Zoya too went to check on a crying Arham. Asad came to Dilshaad's room to apologize for hurting her. She was facing away from him and had Imaad picture in her hand.

Dilshaad: Imaad main aapse bahut mohabbatkarti hoon par ab bahut der ho chuki hai. Mere paas aapko dene ke liye kuch bhi nahi bacha. Ek aurat hone ke naate, ek biwi hone ke naate mere paas jo tha wo sab maine Rashid ko de diya. Immad aap ek aisi biwi deserve karte hain jo aapko har khushi de. Main jaanti hoon aapne ek family ki khsuhi humesha mere aur mere bacchon mein dekhi hai par Imaad aap apni khudki family apne khud ke bacche deserve karte hain jo main ab aapko shayad nahi de paaoongi. Imaad maine kabhi apone baare mein anhi socha aur ab bhi nahi soch sakti. Humaari society ek mard ko doosri zindagi shuru kanre ki ijaazat deti hai but ek aurat ki raahon mein kaantein bichha deti hai. Main ye kaantein aapki raahon mein bona chahti. Najma ke saas sasur bahut acche hain but baki sasuraal wale kya sochenge? Ek toh Najma gair mazhab ki hai aur upar se...wo toh yehi sochenge na ki beti ki shadi karane ke bajay khud shaadi kar rahi hai. Asad ko bhi society aur business circle mein mushkilein face karni hongi. Imaad main mere bacchon ki khushi ke aage apni khushi nahi soch sakti. Imaad main aapke liye duniya jahaan ki khushi chahti hoon par mujhse nikaah karke aapko duniya ke tanj ke siva kuch nahi milega. I love you Imaad but I can't live with you.

Asad had tears in his eyes. He closed the door without letting Dilshaad know he had been there and heard her words. He sat out side his mothers room crying like he did when he was a kid. He felt like the helpless kid he used to be. He pulled himself together as he was not that child anymore. His ammi deserved the best, she deserved love, and she deserved happiness. He fought Rashid all his life for taking away Dilshaad's happiness now he would fight Dilshaad if that is what would bring back her happiness. He wiped his tears and went to his room. He saw a mother and child bonding. He got the sign and the motivation he needed. Zoya saw him and shied away. She covered herself.

Asad: Zoya please don't hide from me. Aapko pata hai ye duniya ka sabse khoobsoorat nazara hai.

Zoya: Asad I don't know ki main sahi kar rahi hoon ya nahi. Arham ro raha tha chup hi nahi ho raha tha. Main use doodh ki bottle di usne piya bhi but vomit kar di mujhpar. I removed my top and then took him in my arms and he just went for my breast. Asad Arham bilkul chup ho gaya just by touching them. I know mujhe suck karke use doodh nahi milega but use ek satisfaction mili hai. I want to let him suckle doodh peene ke baad. Arham baccha hai use nahi pata na kuch bhi, is it fine by you?

Asad: Aapki aur Arham ki khushi mein hi meri khushi hai. Aap uski ammi hain. Ye aapka farz aur haq dono hai.

Asad kissed Zoya and Arham on their foreheads. He then removed the clothing to see his son suckle on his mom. Arham was done so Asad took him to his room to put him to bed for the night. Zoya was in the bathtub. She was listening to Asad sing a lullaby to Arham. This was the best music ever. Asad came to her and joined her in the bath as Zoya asked him to. They just needed to connect in an emotional bond. Zoya soothingly rubbed Asad's back.

Asad: Zoya ammi Imaad uncle se mohabbat nahi karti wo unse dilo jaan se mohabbat karti hain. Unhe lagta hai wo unhe khushiyaan nahi de paayengi iss liye wo Imaad uncle ki zindagi mein shaamil nahi hona chahti. She thinks she has nothing to give him but ye galat hai. Ammi har din humein kitni khushiyaan deti hain now it is out turn. Zoya main ammi ko khush dekhna chahta hoon. Aap mere saath hain na?

Zoya: Ye bhi koi poochne ki baat hai. Asad main har acche kaam mein aapke saath hoon aapko motivate karne aur har galat kaam mein aapke saath rahoongi aapko galat raah se deviate karne ke liye. Humara saath fevicol jaisa hai jo kabhi nahi tootega.

They have their bath and also some passionate moments before going to bed. They would start fresh from next morning. They had a battle to fight and would need all the soldiers they could get. Asad remembered the Asad Love Confession mission his ammi, sister and biwi had done. With Zoya and Najma by his side he could never fail. Then next morning Asad and Zoya woke up early and got dressed to go out. A secret code was developed by Najma, Asad and Zoya. They had secretive smiles on their faces.

Dilshaad: I hope kal jo tum logon ne kiya uske liye tum log Imaad se maafi maangoge. Aage se mujhe aisi koi baat nahi suni got it?

Asad, Najma, Zoya: Jee ammi.

Dilshaad was surprised as they did not argue with her or try to reason with her or try to make her change her mind. In a way she was relieved but something inside her ached on seeing the three careless and botherless children in front of her. Asad left for the office and Najma and Zoya also left for some shopping.

10 minutes later, on the corner of their lane.

Asad: Ye kya hai tum dono ne itna time kyun lagaya?

Zoya: Allah miya what's wrong with you? Apne honewale father in law ke ghar par pehli baar ja rahi hoon theek se ready toh hona tha ki nahi.

Asad: Wahaan aapko kaun dekhne wala hai?

Zoya: Aap.

Najma: Arre aap dono apna ye lovela lovely baad mein kijiye chaliye na sab aa gaye honge Imaad uncle ke ghar.

Humaria: Aapi!!! Jeeju!!! Rukiye mere bina kahan chale aap log? Dilshaad ammi ne kaha hai main bhi unki beti hoon main bhi chaloongi.

The four musketeers got into the car and drove off. Dilshaad was alone at home with Arham. He was fed, cleaned, bathed, powered, and dressed. Dilshaad loved the feeling of taking care of a child. It remined her of the joy she felt in Asad and Najmas early days. The dadi pota saw Tom and Jerry cartoon. Arham was too young just a couple of months old. Dilshaad spoke to him in a babyish voice telling him about his ammi abbu who were jusht like Tom and Jerry. When they are together they fight and when they are away from each other they miss each other. She sat on the rocking chair in Arham's room telling him stories about when his dadi was a young girl. Imaad was not only her best friend but her first friend. They had met in pre-school. He used to protect her from mean boys, share his lunch with her, taught her to ride a bicycle...She got lost in her times she had spend with Imaad. They grew up and life changed, she changed but not Imaad. He was still the same. She told Arham how she must have hurt him and pained him when she chose Rashid over Imaad. If only she had known she would have chosen him but then she would not have had his abbu, his phuppi, Zoya would not have come into their lives and she would not have the little angel she held in her arms currently. Life would have been different and easy. She had a difficult life but she would not trade if for a second because then she may not have the angels she had in her life.

Asad, Zoya, and their soldiers were at Imaad's home. He was surprised to see the whole lot of them. Na salaam na dua they barged into the living area.

Zoya: Imaad uncle dekhiye aap humaare nikaah ke liye nahi the. Mujhe wedding gift chahiye. Aapka aur ammi ka nikaah.

Najma: Haan main abhi apne nikaah ke liye yehi gift chahti hoon ki mere ammi abbu mujhe rukhsati de. Kabeer aap boliye na warna jab tak ammi aur Imaad abbu meri rukhsati nahi karenge humara nikaah nahi hoga.

Kabeer: Main kya boloon? Immad uncle main doctor hoon aap aur main aapko healthy wealthy and long life jeene ka Ram baan ilaaj batata hoon. A doze of true love din mein jitni baar lenge utna kam hai. Trust me mere paas dil ke dard ke kai mareez aate hain unmein se kaafi saare kuwaare hain.

Ayaan: Haan jab tak meri chhoti behen ka nikaah nahi hoga main bhi nahi karoonga.

Ikhlakh: Lekin Nikhat ko toh nikaah nahi karna aur karna hai toh kiss ke saath?

Humaira: Ikhlakh bhai aap abhi khudki dal galane ke liye gas par mat rakhiye wo Nikhat baji ki nahi Najma baji ki baat kar rahe hain.

Imaad was staring at all of them going on and on about his nikaah when the bride was not ready. He sushed them up.

Imaad: Chup karo tum sab. Ye namumkin hai. Dilshaad ye nahi chahti aur main mohabat paane ke chaakar mein dosti nahi khona chahta.

Asad: Namumkn nahi uncle ye mumkin hai. Ammi aapki khushi ke liye aapse nikaah nahi karna chahti. Unhe lagta hai you deserve better. You deserve a wife who can give you a family children etc.

Imaad: Pata tha mujhe bachpan se pata hai ki Dil ka screw dheela hai. Aaj proof mil gaya.

All oth them gaped at him. Zoya was standing with a frown and hands crossed at her chest.

Zoya: Haw aapne meri ammi ke baare mein aisa bola?

Imaad: Toh aur kya boloon? Dil mujhe bachpan se jaanti hai abhi bhi nahi samjhi ki meri khushi uske aur iss circus ke saath hai. Tum log apni side decide kar lo. Jo bhi karna hai main tayyar hoon Dil ko apni life mein laane ke liye.

Zoya, Humaira, Najma, Nikhat: DIL haan!!! Accha abhi se...

They teased Imaad who felt shy like a teenager. Asad, Kabeer, Ikhalkh and Ayaan too hooted. They now needed to get down to serious business. They had to come up with a full proof plan to get Dilshaad to say yes. The girls huddled together and the boys together. Imaad left to make coffee for all. The girls and boys were not coming up with anything. Asad loved Zoya but did not say anything after being married for quite sometime. He would have not even got married if it were not for Dilshaad's ebm. Asad and his flop ideas. Kabeer confessed to his love after years and was ready to give it up for Najma's happiness. Ayaan toh fluke mein he got love as Humaria loved him. She was the one who initiated. Ikhalkh well he was really one in lakhs. Love at first sight, he would not confess even at last sight as Nikhat did not want love. The girls were no different. They could all have been stars of a series Teri Meri Adhoori Prem Kahani'. Imaad had left two groups and a clean living area. He came back to see one group and balls of paper in the living room. He began to pick them up. Asad saw him clean and now understood where he got the habit of being a neat freak.

Imaad: Tum logon ka ho gaya toh main kuch boloon? Age old formula hai har baar kaam karta hai. Bedroom mein tubelight jalani ho toh kabhi kabhi balcony mein switch on karni padti hai. Nahi samjhe let me be clear. Ladki ke peeche bhagoge toh wo door bhagegi ladki se bhagoge toh wo paas aayegi. Make the girl feel jealous.

Ayaan: Super idea hai Imaad uncle.

The guys agreed but the girls thought that it was too mean. Imaad explained that Dilshaad would never see him with another woman and he would never mention one. They just had to do what he said. He explained his plan. The soldiers and their commanding officer a victorious smile on their face. Asad, Zoya, Najma and Huamria reached home. They did just like Imaad told them. He was not mentioned in the house. Life was getting back to normal, or so Dilshaad thought. The wedding preperations were in full swing. Asad and Arham the two males in the ladies compartment of a home were bored of wedding and shopping talks all day long. Asad used to take Arham to the office with him. He had been a hands on daddy. They left in the morning with the living area filled with shopping bags and came in the evening to more shopping bags. Whenever Zoya used to come to Asad he would expect a kiss or some loving gesture, nothing nada zip. He got nothing instead she left with his credit cards or cash.

The father son and the other males got together for male time as all suffered from the shopping and wedding talks. Iklakh avoided coming to Dilshaad house because he could not see the questions in her eyes about Imaad and not tell her the truth. Ayaan- Humaira, Najma- Kabeer's wedding was in 10 days. It had been a week since Dilshaad had not seen, heard or spoken of Imaad. She was worried for him and wanted to call him but did not want to mislead him in anyway. It was Sunday and Asad had warned the ladies no shopping and wedding talk. They would have family time where the males did not feel bored or left out or were treated as ATM machines. Arham and Asad were the centre of attention. Zoya had been feeling queasy since morning but dismissed it thinking of all the gol gappe she had gorged on their preivous day shopping spree. The door bell rang and she got up to open the door but felt dizzy and sat back. Asad who was meaning to talk to her about her health opened the door.

Asad: Imaad uncle aap? Itne dino ke baad aaye hain please come in.

Imaad: Nahi Asad mere paas zyaada time nahi hai. Wo...actually...Tumhe ghar ki chaabiyaan dene aaya tha. Do dino ke baad main Paris jaa raha hoon so if you could please get my house taken care of.

Zoya: Wow Imaad uncle Paris!! Itni romantic si jagah hai. Asad aap bhi na mujhe kabhi nahi le gaye. It is the perfect place for a honeymoon.

Imaad: Isi liye toh jaa raha hoon Zoya. Main Paris jaa raha hoon honeymoon par nikaah ke baad.

Dilshaad who had been hiding from Imaad heard the conversation and dropped a plate shattering it to a million pieces just like her heart was shattered on know about Imaad's Honeymoon Travels Pvt. Ltd. She had been through a heart break before but it felt nothing like this. She put on a brave face and like the graceful lady she is wished Imaad all the very best. She quickly made Imaad's favorite sweet dish so that he would have a sweet beginning and a sweet happiness filled life. It did hurt Imaad and the kids to see Dilshaad in pain but she was getting life time of happiness in exchange for a couple of days of sadness. Imaad left. Asad took charge of all the preparations of Imaad's wedding to which Dilshad did not object. She heard about the plans and also gave suggestions as per Imaad's choice. The three girls brought new dresses for the functions. They had 2 days but the functions of haldi, mehndi and sangeet at least would be performed. Asad and the boys were at Imaad's house. The girls stayed to give company to Dislhaad in her sad times.

Mehendi

The mehendi for the bride came from the groom side. Imaad had given Asad money to buy all the wedding stuff for him mom. Asad had slipped a cone to Zoya befoe leaving for Imaad house. Dilshaad put very beautiful mehendi to all the girls. Zoya was playing with one cone and put a dot on Dilshaads hand.

Dilshad: Zoya ye kya kar diya tumne?

Zoya: Sorry ammi. Nikhat tum bhi bahut acchi mehendi lagati ho na. Dekho na maine ammi ke haath par kya akr diya. It will not look nice. Ek kaam karo na ammi ko bhi acchi wali mehendi laga do. Ye lo iss cone se lagao.

Nikhat put mehendi on Dilshaad's hand. Dilshaad was happy and her eyes wettened. She had accepted to be at her friend's side on the most important day of his life. If she was going to she should do it whole heartedly. After she left the girls giggled and air high fied as they had hennad hands.

Haldi:

Zoya complained about her skin not looking nice and she had to look her best not only for Imaad's nikaah but also her sister and sister in laws nikaah. Dilshaad made a home remedy of haldi, malai and rosewater for her. Zoya was ready with her packet of special haldi. Seeing Zoya, Humaira and Najma also wanted the face pack, brides hain afterall. Nikhat too got the facepack. Zoya complimented Dilshaad's look that she did not need it as she was already beautiful but would not do any harm if she looked extra beautiful on her daughters' wedding. Dilshaad refused but the girl applied haldi afterall. Dilshaad gave them an annoyed look but also understood that they were spending time with her so that she did not feel alone and sad.

Mehendi and haldi was done in one day. Zoya had been very emotional these days. Asad and she thought it was because Dilshaad, Najma and Humaira were leaving them so she was sad. She wanted to spend more and more time with the three so Asad had made spa appointments for them. They would spend the entire day till evening being pampered like they deserved to be. The three girls had a fabulous day with their ammi. This day was the one they would remember for life. They got very emotional. Zoya the most. They came home in the evening and Zoya played wedding related film music under the pretense to choose for Humaira and Najma's nikaah. They danced and enjoyed themselves. The men did too at Imaad's house. Asad came in late and saw Zoya sleeping with Arham next to her. He changed and slipped under the covers next to Zoya. He kissed Arham and Zoya. He felt scared whenever Arham would be in bed with them which had happened only three times now because Asad had a nightmare. Arham was always placed on Zoya's side as Asad was fearful of crushing him in sleep under his tough body.

He moved his hand on Zoya's body. She was sleeping in her slip. It was warm because of her body heat. Just as he slipped his hand inside her slip she woke up and smacked his hand away. Asad did not understand her behavior. He did not want to go all the way because Arhamw as there but he just wanted to feel her. They did not have as much personal time as they used to have. In the past few days she had been so horny that she touched him under the table in front of all. She had a couple of times visited the office to show him the shopping items and had ended up having sex with him. She also had been cold towards him. Asad complied with her wishes. He was ready whenever she was ready. After sometimes Zoya got up to have water and she placed Arham in his room in his crib. She came to the room removed her slip and underwear and got into bed. She pressed her naked body on Asad's. Asad thought he was dreaming in his sleep but then wokeup as Zoya went down on him. He was shocked to see his wife naked between his legs. He smiled and let her continue. She then lay on her back and urged Asad for a kiss. He granted her wish. Asad was massaing her tummy and also touching her all over. He filled his hand with her breast. His mouth closed hotly around her nipple and sucked. She tossed her hair on the pillow ans laughed as his tongues swirled aound her perky tits. That earned him another kiss. Their mouths melted together. His chest moved against her breasts, still damp from his mouth's caresses. His hand again reached her abdomen as if it pulled it there. Warm sensations of desire spread though her belly and thighs like melting butter. She too did not understand the reason but had her doubts. Feathering her lips over his throat, she purred.

Zoya: Asad mujhe pyar kijiye na. Lots of it. Mujhe aaj raat ko sona nahi hai.

Asad's eyes shone on hearing this. Her words worked like magic. He kissed her till her lips were numb. At every touch of Asad Zoya felt a jolt of electricity pass through her body with velvety touch of his lips and her skin was burning under his touch, she forgot to breathe. His breath was caressing her skin. His strong masculine odor filled with cologne is driving her crazy. He once again crushed his lips in to hers, living the moment, deepened the kiss probing, tasting, seeking. He pulled her closer and deepens the kiss, a lip searing kiss and she came along matching his every move. She kissed him back with equal passion and madness. Their kiss turned into battle of passion, conquest none of them is giving up to the other person wildly tasting each other, drinking each other quenching the thirst. Asad was on top of her long enough. Now she wanted to ride him. She kissed him all over on his chest. She kissed, licked and bit on his nipples. She was driving him insane with passion and desire.

He could no longer take it. He got up with a jerk and so she fell on her back. He was now sitting on her. She tried to get back on top of him but he held her shoulders firmly. He sat there on top of her doing nothing. He was just scanning every millimeter of her upper half. She was now getting irritated by him just sitting there and teasing her with his eyes. When she was aroused to the maximum he began kissing Zoya on her forehead and from there he proceeded downwards. He placed his lips on hers and softly began to kiss her lower lip. Their tongues soon began to wrestle for dominance. In a few seconds after catching his breath he was licking, sucking and massaging Zoya's breasts. He buried his face in the valley between the firm mounds. Her hands were in his hair pulling them with aggression when he pleasured her and she asked for more. He gave equal attention to both her firm mounds. Zoya was charged up and was touching him in all the right places to get him charged up too. Their hands and mouth continuously worked on each other. Asad was teasing, licking, nipping at her wet folds. The foreplay and Asad's ministrations made Zoya come hard and fast. She was screaming his name as Asad got her to orgasm a couple of times using his mouth and fingers. She was now ready for him to enter into her. Asad strong masculine body had been crushing her soft one and she loved it. She wanted more and more of it. He thrust inside her without a warning. They continued to make love and finally lay there on the bed exhausted and satisfied.

Then next day Zoya woke up feeling queasy. She had loved every second of the previous night but now wished she hadn't. There had been so much going on since Asad's birthday that she had not noticed that she had missed her cycle thrice. She remembered this while brushing and quickly took a pregnancy test. 10 minutes and two dark pink lines later Zoya smiled and cried together. Asad entered the washroom and saw tears welling up in her eyes and a huge smile on her face. He hugged her from the back and buried his face in her neck and nuzzled her on the erotic spot. She groaned in pleasure as he groped her.

Asad: Kya baat hai? Aaj toh aapke nikhaar ki baat hi alag hai? Apni saas ke jane ki itni khushi hai aapko?

Zoya: Kisike jaane ki nahi Asad kisi ke aane ki khsuhi hai.

She took his hands from her breasts and placed them on her stomach.

Zoya: Koi aanewala hai Asad.

Asad hugged her boisterously then suddenly left her.

Asad: Maine baby ko hurt toh nahi kiya?

Zoya shook her head in a no. He took her in a tender hug. For a moment he nuzzled his face in the fragrant softness of her neck, then raised his head to kiss her.

Asad: Chaliye sabko batate hain.

Zoya: Nahi Asad. Aaj nahi. Aaj ammi ka din hai. it is her special day aur main ye din unhi ke liye khaas rakhna chahti hoon. Asad zindagi bhar ka intezaar khatam ho raha hai aur zindagi bhar ki khushiyaan lekar koi aa raha hai aaj ammi ke liye. I don't want it to become about us and the baby. Kal subah hum sabko bata denge jab Ammi aur Imaad abbu breaskfast le kiye ayenge.

His lips met hers with tender pressure. With his tongue he examined the seams of her lips lightly, and when they parted he pressed ti deep into the sweet hollows of her mouth. Her hands looped around his neck and she pulled him closer. They had their bath and got ready to go to the wedding venue. Dilshaad was dressed in a graceful red sari. She looked like the blushing bride she was but did not know of it. Asad left early. The four ladies of the house left together.

Nikaah:

On reaching the venue Dilshaad saw that the prepeartions were beautiful. They were as per Imaad and her? taste. She wanted to meet Imaad and also see the bride. The hall was split into 2 by a thin white curtain. Imaad too wanted to see Dilshaad and run to her and tell her everything but was stopped by Asad. The ceremony began. The maulwi sahib said the terms of the nikaah which could not be heard by Dilshaad as the mike wires had been cut off by Ayaan. Maulwi asked Immad if he was ready to marry Dilshaad.

Imaad: Qubool Hai.

The Maulwi then came to Dilshaad and asked her if she took Immad to be her husband. She was shocked and slowly it dawned to her that it was her and Imaad's nikaah. The maulwi was about to repeat the question when Imaad stopped him. He spoke from behind the curtain.

Imaad: Dilshaad I am sorry to have cheated you like this. But humaare paas aur koi rasta nahi tha. Tumhe naraaz hona hai toh mujhpar hona inn sabhi bacchon par nahi. Dilshaad maine aaj tak tumse apne dil ki baat nahi ki. I thought you knew you understood. Dilshaad maine jabse hosh sambhala hai jabse pyar ko jaana hai maine tumse sirf tumse pyar kiya hai. Tumhe inkaar karna ho toh inkaar kar sakti ho. Mujhe iss baat ka afsos toh nahi hoga ki maine koshish nahi ki.

Dilshaad: Inkaar ya ikraar tab karoongi jab poochoge. Ask me.

Imaad: Kya?

Dilshaad: Ya Allah!! Kya karoon main iss aadmi ka? Immad ask me to marry you. Aapne aaj tak nahi poocha toh haan ya na kaise kahoon?

Imaad: Dilshaad kya tumhe main nikaah mein qubool hoon?

Dilshaad: Qubool ho.

The maulwi was just standing there. Zoya asked him to ask the bride again and this time Dilshaad said Qubool Hai'.

Dilshad and Imaad got married. Imaad wanted to take her home but Ayaan teased him saying that they were going to the hotel. Immad was shocked as he knew nothing of the booking. It was a teary ruksati. Zoya hugged Dilshad and cried for a long time. Asad tried to pull her away from Dilshaad but if was of no use. She was finally done crying. Immad and Dilshad left after accepting the invitation for breakfast the next morning.

Asad and Arham came home with Najma, Humaira and Zoya. Asad was in the nursery with Arham.

Asad: Arham 1 down 2 more to go. Phir iss ghar mein aapki aur abbu ki majority. Aap raat ko nini mein Allah se dua maango ki ek aur boy aa jaaye. Aapki ammi akeli hum teeno par bhari pad sakti hai.

Zoya: Accha jee?

Asad: Arre Zoya just joking. Aapko pata hi na mujhe chhoti Zoya chahiye.

Zoya: You better be joking Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan warna main dua maanoongi ki humein do betiyaan ho then it will be 3 vs 2.

Arham giggles as he saw Tom and Jerry Live show. Asad and Zoya kissed him good night and came to their room. They slept in eachothers arms after spending time counting their blessings and loving each other. The next day when Dilshaad and Imaad came they told everyone about the new addition to the family. Dilshaad blessed Zoya and Asad. The to be ammi abbu went for a check up and no matter what the ratio would be in Khan mansion love would always win.

A week flew by and the day for Ayaan-Humaira and Kabeer-Najma wedding came. They got married in a simple ceremony at home. Kabeer Najma's was civil marriage as they did not want to choose according to which religion they got married. Ayaan and Humaira too did not want the biased community people to come to their wedding. They wanted no part of such a community who had double standards for men and women. The family had had a happy time on Imaad and Dilshaad nikaah but they also had to face the so called society pillars who had created a ruckus on a woman Dilshaad's age being married. Asad wanted to speak for his mother but Zoya stopped him as Imaad faced the world for his wife. Dishaad was no longer alone to fight the world she had a partner. Imaad and Dilshaad had gifted Najma Kabeer, Ayaan Humaira honeymoon packages and Asad and Zoya had gifted one to Imaad and Dilshaad. Everyone was happy everyone was settled. The three couples left for their honeymoon.

Asad and Zoya had come to visit dadi at Rashid's place as she was not keeping well. Nikhat had told her parents that she had got into a business school in Boston. Shireen was apprehensive to send her alone. Iklakh had known about this and he had called Nikaht to meet with him once before he left for Boston. He spoke with Nikhat.

Iklakh: Nikhat main jaanta hoon ki aap abhi pyar ya nikaah ke liye razi nahi hai. Par kya aap dosti aur nikaah ke liye razi hain? Main aapke sapno ki udaan bharne mein aapka saath dena chahta hoon. Aapke ammi abbu aapko akele nahi jaane denge aur main jaanta hoon aapke liye ye kitna zaroori hai. Main aapse nikaah karke aapko Boston le jaoonga wahaan aap apni padhai kar sakti hain. Humaare beech sirf dosti hogi. Hum alag rooms mein rahenge. Hum sirf housemates honge humsafar humkadam nahi. Aap par kisi tarah se main haq nahi jataoonga aapka mere liye koi farz nahi hoga. I have fallen in love with you but maine Imaad uncle se itne dino mein seekha hai ki sacchi mohabbat ho toh wo der saver humein mil hi jaati hai. Main aapka intezaar karoonga aur agar marne ke second pehle bhi mera intezaar khatam hua toh uss intezaar se mujhe koi gila nahi hoga. Main aappar koi dabaav nahi daalna chahta koi ehsan bhi nahi kar raha aappar. It will be fine by me if you never fall in love with me. Kya aap mujhse nikaah karengi? Will you make me your partner in the journey of life?

Nikhat did not say anything. She just left. A week passed by Ilkakh was leaving for Boston. Asad and Zoya had come to the airport to see him off.

Iklakh: Asad maine yahaan kisi se kuch poocha hai. Ho sake toh tum unse unka jawaab jaankar mujhe de dena.

Nikhat: Haan.

Asad and Zoya turn and see Nikhat. They did not know that she was coming too. They did not understand what she said yes for.

Nikhat: Mera jawaab haan hai Iklakh. Main aapse nikaah karoongi.

Asad was like When did this happen? How did this happen?' Zoya smiled as she knew something which her know it all Mr. Khan did not know. She told him to sush and he would come to know everything later on.

Iklakh: Aap mujhe nikaah karengi?

Nikhat: Haan. Par iss liye nahi jo aapne kaha. Main aapse nikaah karoongi because...Asad bhai kaan band kijiye na main aapke saamne nahi keh paaoongi. I love you too Iklakh.

Ikhlakh wanted to hug Nikhat and pick her up and do all the filmy stuff but she was Asad Ahmed Khan's sister not his wife, yet. Asad and Zoya were happy for Nikhat. She had gone through a lot and finally she too was getting a good man in her life. Asad promised to speak with Rashid and Shireen. Nikhat's course was to begin in four months and Iklakh would be back to India for the nikaah and to take his lady love to Boston.

Two months later, an unexpected turn of events had Asad and Arham once again living in a house filled with women as Dilshaad, Najma and Humaira were back at Khan Mansion and Zoya was already there.

Present

Asad and Zoya in their New York hotel suite lay peacefully in eachothers arms till they heard Arham cry. They went to see what troubled their son. His teddy had fallen out of his crib. Asad picked it up and placed it next to Arham. They stood there near his crib till he fell asleep.

Zoya: Asad hum humesha aise hi khush rahenge na?

Asad: Always.

Zoya: Promise?

Asad: I promise.

Their smiles were radiant. He sealed the covenant with a kiss as binding the pledge. Then, lifting her into his arms, he carried her back to their bed.