Drabble/OS Prompts - #22 up FEB 26 (Index for all prompts on page 1) - Page 62

Originally posted by: BeYourself

the concept was good and very well written
i loved mahek a lot...
she was so confident that her parents would come to take her back...
very nice 😊

Originally posted by: Linnet

#8

Aww loved it to the core

Awesome plot

I never they were footprints

Made by the baby when it moves

Thanks 4 a lovely os

Love

Linnet

😃😃

Originally posted by: Oldestfan

Your story was like a breath of fresh air!

Originally posted by: ...KSGmiAmor...

such a sweet update

Amazing job Simi

Originally posted by: Applef

awesome update..

asya with kids are always treat to read..

mahek is so cute and brave..😃

loved the way she defend herself infront of asad..

A/N: Hi guys! This is another combined update! This OS covers the following two requests:

Request by sarbrathan

Prompt: "SM reaction on AsYa romance/fight. Like they have a cute fight in front of them and their reaction. Especially Zoya's biological family."

Request by neesasya

Prompt: "I would love to see a jealous Asad, not only a guy who looks like he'll kill the other guy, but he has to shout too. I've wanted the show to show an old friend of Zoya, who flirts with her in front of her Jahanpanah."

Note: I am not so sure about this one. 😕

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Zoya was sitting cross legged with her iPad on the spacious sofas of her new, but hopefully temporary home. She was munching on her much loved pizza and sipped her diet coke as she chatted up with a very dear friend from New York on Skype.

"Well, Rahul, you have to come here and visit some time! It's been forever since we saw each other!" Zoya complained to her friend with her mouth full of pizza.

"Zoya! So now that is my fault? You were supposed to come back and not settle there for the rest of your life!" the voice from her iPad whined right back to her.

Zoya pouted at him, "But you forgive me right? I mean, I didn't do anything on purpose! Love happens, Rahul! And you should know better! You fell in love with Monica the moment you saw her!" Zoya retorted.

***

It had been a few days since Zoya had talked to her friend, and ever since he had been avoiding her calls and messages.

"Zoya! Will you calm down?" Asad pinched the bridge of his nose, "He must be busy. He will call you when he has time." he tried to make her understand. Although he was feeling rather pissed that she was so worked up over a guy friend.

"But Mr. Khan, you don't understand! He never does that! He always messages or something to let me know that he is busy or that he can't talk! Something is wrong, and I can feel it!" Zoya bit her lips and contemplated what to do.

"Well, look that something is here in flesh" a voice drawled from the front door. Zoya's eyes widened at the familiar voice and she turned around to see Rahul standing at the door. Shrieking and squealing with joy, Zoya rushed to the door and leaped into his arms. Rahul let out a hearty laugh as he swung her around and hugged her tight.

Standing by the sofas, Asad's fumed silently. All he could see was that his fianc was in the arms of a man, a good looking and young man at that and that both of them could not have been any happier than they seemed to be in that moment. Clenching his hands by his sides, he loudly cleared his throat to grab the attention of the overly enthusiastic reuniting friends.

Zoya whipped her head towards Asad and beamed at him. Taking hold of Rahul's hand, she dragged him with her as she skipped all the way to where Asad was standing.

"Mr. Khan! This is Rahul Singhania! The friend I told you about! And Rahul, this is Asad Khan, my fianc!" she did the introductions.

Rahul gave Asad a smile and extended his hand for him to shake. Asad maintained his social etiquettes and shook his hand, although in reality he wanted to strangle the guy.

"It is a, um, surprise to see you here." Asad managed to get out.

"Oh yes!" Rahul boomed, "I was talking to Zoya the other day and teased her about not coming back home, but I had already booked the tickets so I was just pulling her leg. I wanted to surprise her, you see! I love it when she gets all pouty" He laughed at Zoya who was pouting just as he had said. Without thinking about the consequences, Rahul reached over and tugged Zoya's pout and pinched her cheeks.

Asad's blood boiled at Rahul's rather crass actions. Hanging on to the last of his control, Asad resigned to asking Rahul to settle in and have some rest. Asad led him to the outhouse where he would be staying - Asad explained about their current predicament with the other residents of the house to him.

Zoya bounced into the outhouse with some snacks for Rahul. She went straight to his room and plopped on his bed and chatted up with him as he put away his little things.

"Well, tell me Zoe, why you call your love by his last name?" he cocked his eyebrow at her.

Zoya sighed, "Why does it matter? I happen to think that it is rather cute! It's just how we came to what we have today." she shrugged at him.

Rahul whirled around to her and knelt in front of her and put his hands on his heart. "Well well well! Look at his! Ms. Zoya I-can-do-anything Farooqui has found her dream guy!" he stretched his hand and pulled her up and stood.

Laughing and yelping, the two of them twirled around the room just as they used to do when they were kids. They were so into their crazy dancing that neither of them noticed Asad standing by the door. Zoya's happy shrieks had driven him to the room and now he stood there, the vein on his forehead threatening to pop.

Rapping at the door loudly, Asad found himself again clearing his throat, "Sorry to break the funfest, but we should head over to the house for dinner." He said in a clipped tone and marched out of the house. Zoya scrunched her eyebrows at him but Rahul smiled slyly.

So, Zoya's bodybuilder is jealous? Well, I do have the right to test the guy and put him through some of this, Rahul thought as he correctly guessed Asad's state of mind.

"You heard your man, Zoe! Let's go! My stomach demands food!" he said and the two of them made their way out of the outhouse.

In the main house, the Siddiquis were sitting in the living room and Nuzzat was laying the table while Asad was pacing the hall and Dilshad was trying to calm him down. She had no idea what the deal was and why was her son so agitated. As soon as the front door opened and Zoya and Rahul entered, Asad stiffened. Dilshad looked at Zoya and her friend and it took her only a moment to understand what was bugging her son. Shaking her head at her children, she cleared her throat and warned Asad with her eyes and then welcomed Zoya and Rahul.

"You must be Rahul! I am Dilshad Khan, Asad's mother."

Rahul's eyes twinkled and he took Dilshad in a bear hug, "I know all about you! Zoya had only raved about her wonderful Phuppi. It's so nice to see you in person!" He gushed.

Dilshad smiled at him and then smoothed Zoya's hair and pecked her forehead.

"But what you didn't tell me was how gorgeous she is, Zoya! Blasphemy!" Rahul chimed and then wrapped his arm over Zoya shoulders and pinched her sides.

"Mr. Singhania!" Asad almost yelled at him. "I know that you are Zoya's friend, but this is not New York, and she is not just your friend now. So, I am politely asking you to keep your hands off my fianc." His patience that had been wearing thin broke its last thread.

Zoya's eyes widened at Asad while Rahul simply smirked at him.

"Sure thing, Mr. Fianc" Rahul walked to the dining table with Dilshad, asking her if she had ever thought of suggesting anger management classes to her son.

Asad rolled his eyes at Zoya's equally interfering friend.

Zoya took her steps to her fuming love and pecked him on his cheek, "You look cute with the green-eyed look. Wait no! You look hot, Jahanpanah Six-packs." she smirked at him as she trailed her hands down his toned torso as she walked past him.

The Siddiqui family looked at the couple with astounding looks on their faces. The nerve!

***

Dinner was eventful. Rahul continued to chatter and tell funny stories about him and Zoya in New York. Haider chimed in a few times and agreed on places where Rahul made inferences to Zoya being spunky and spontaneous. Even Asad had to agree on that front.

"Your girl is bananas, Asad, bro! Just warning you!" he laughed.

"Bananas?" Nuzzat asked him, confused.

Zoya rolled her eyes, "He means crazy, which I am not!" she said in a huff.

Then Asad rolled his eyes. Yeah, right!

After dinner, Zoya was walking past the dining room as she came from the kitchen after helping with some cleaning with Asad pulled her close to him and held her against the pillars by the steps. Zoya cocked her eyebrows at him as he kept on staring at her.

"And I am supposed to be the badtameez one, Mr. Khan?" she asked in sardonically.

"Yes you are, and I am supposed to be possessive one." he simply said.

Zoya found herself rolling her eyes, "Are you jealous of Rahul?"

"Indeed I am! I told you, Zoya. You are mine. I won't tolerate any crazy friend of yours to come swooping in and be all chummy with you."

"Did you just say "chummy", Mr. Khan? You know words from this century?" Zoya widened her eyes dramatically.

Asad leaned closer to her, "I know a lot of causally done things from this century, Ms. Farooqui. Want me to show you?"

Zoya gulped, "Allah Miyan! Where is your tameez and tehzeeb, Mr.Khan?"

"At home" he said, offhandedly.

Asad hit his forehead with hers and pulled her close to him. "I love you, Zoya." He whispered seriously.

"I love you too, Mr. Khan." she whispered back to at him. "And by the way, Rahul is a married man!" she laughed at the look on his face.

Ghafoor and Razia who were walking down the hall, saw Asad and Zoya standing there and wrapped in their embrace. Asad had her backed against the piller and there was no space between the two of them.

"Ae ladki!" Razia bellowed at them, "You two really have given up on all the shame, haven't you?" she shook her head at them.

Zoya and Asad broke apart at her loud voice. Zoya narrowed her eyes at Razia. She was playing with fire now and Zoya had had enough. She then looked at Asad and winked at him. Turning back at Razia, Zoya smiled at her very sweetly and said,

"Oh! Sorry Mumani! Sorry, we spoiled your perfect house's spotless decorum of chastity. But since you already have deemed us as behaya, why not live up to it, right?" she beamed at them. Dragging Asad along with her, Zoya skipped away from them, leaving the pair of them standing there with disbelieving stances.

-end-

A/N: There!

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Cheers,

Simi