#WeSupportKSG AsYa FF First Touch Thread # 1 - Page 11

Part 15

Ayaan himself and girls praised him for his tactful means. They meet Asad, Zoya and Najma at the spot they had decided on. The girls wanted to change places in the car but Asad refused as they were still in Bhopal and could get caught. They reached the resort. It was a very beautiful place. They had left from their respective homes at around 8:00 am and reached the resort in an hour or so. It was going to be a lunch treat only but Nikhat had asked Asad for an entire day. This was probably the first and last day that she could spend with Asad bhai, Zoya bhabhi and her younger sister Najma.

Asad complied as this was the first time Nikhat asked for something. He was not sure if he would be able to see her as a dulhan. He hated his father but loved his sisters and bro. They go to their respective rooms and then decide to meet for a breakfast. Nikhat and Najma shared a room. Nuzzarat settled with Humaira, Ayaan had his separate room and the love birds Asad and Zoya were shacked up together. Like always Asad was making everything perfect in his room.

Zoya came out after refreshing and hugged Asad and kissed him on his back. She went in front of him and put his arms around her waist. He had a tear in his eyes as he was watching his sisters play blind mans bluff in the resort lawn. "Khan Sahib sirf aaj ke liye guzre kal ko bhool jayen. In ashkon ko aaj ke liye rukhsat kar dijiye. Jaise aaj khelte hue lag rahi hain aapki behen bachpan mein bhi aisi hi lagti hongi. Aaj sab ke saath bachpan ko ji lijiye. Humaare kal mein gham ki parchaiyaan hain par humaara aane wala kal aisa hi khushnuma hoga." She wiped his tears and signaled him to smile. Her wish was his command.

Zoya knew that he had to grow up too fast and never had an actual child hood. Rashid abandoned them and he had become the man of the house at the tender age of 11 years. Asad was a father figure for Najma and Ayaan but one was absent from his life. They share a moment and then go out and join the others. They too join them in playing the kiddie game. Asad was reminded of his childhood after such a long time. Zoya smiled at seeing the happy child Asad once might have been. She wanted a son just like Asad not just for her but for Asad too. When Asad would become a father, he will live his childhood through his son. They ordered breakfast in the lawn.

Ayaan had carried his guitar but yikes why did he even try to play it. He tried to woo Humaira with his singing skills but she paid no heed to him. Asad took it from him and played a very romantic tune on it as a dedication for his darling Zoya B. He sang 'Chaha to bahut na chahe tumhe, chahat pe magar koi zor nahi dil hi to hai tumpe aa hi gaya dil ka sanam ye kasoor nahi'. "OOO Asad bhai aap itne Romatic hain. Bikul kisi MILLS AND BOONS ke tall, dark and handsome hero ke jaise." Nuzz commented when she heard the ultra romatic number from her bhai who she thought was very strict. "Nuzz aisa mat kaho tumhaare bhaijaan Tall, fair and handsome hain." Zoya was quick to answer. Asad gave her a stare and she blushed.

Asad took her aside," Kya bol rahi hain aap? Wo meri choti behen hai. 16 years ki hai. Kya impression padega? Aur yeh MILLS AND BOONS kya hota hai?" Zoya laughed out loud. "Allah Miya! What's wrong with you? Ye umar hoti hi hai aisi. Khwaabon mein jeene ki. School college ke ladkon ka naam lekar chedne ki. Romantic novels padhne ki. Is umar mein romance hota hai. Ek khichhav ek crush. Mohabbat nahi wo kuch galat nahi sochegi na hi kuch galat karegi. MILLS AND BOONS romantic novels hoti hai jisme thodi thodi wo wali baaten hoti hain. Aapne kabhi nahi padhi? Mujhe yakeen nahi hota. Aap jo karte hain usse aisa lagta hai jaise aapne M and B hi nahi balki SILHOUTTE DESIRE aur SILHOUTTE ROMANCE ki books ki Ph D kar rakhi hai. " She blushed as she remembered all the times they had spent together. She also remembered that he did not have a normal childhood ot teenage years to do all these filmy things. She tried to change the topic. No sadness today. "Accha hua jo aapne nahi padhi warna na jaane kis kis par try kiya hota. Good sab kuch sirf mere liye. Mujhpar hi trial and error, hua tha, hua hai aur hoga forever and ever and ever." She said possessively. He felt the sudden urge to give her a little namoona of his Ph D education. He moved towards her soft wet lower lip. He was about to pull her in a kiss there and then but UGH!! There were so many kabaab mein haddi's.

Ayaan called him for another request. He brushed her lips with his quickly. He went towards his siblings. He looked back and gave a yearning Zoya a later on smirk. Asad came and sang songs as if he were singing in a farmayashi show. The taaza khabarwaali gang now understood why Ayaan wanted to learn to play the guitar. They play some more games. Asad quickly steals Zoya from his siblings. He takes her in a secluded area of the lawn. They play a game of their own. Asad and Zoya join the others after some breath taking passionate kissing. They all sit in a circle and talk about their childhood and wondered what it would have been like if they had all grown up together. Asad hid his anger towards Rashid. He hated his father but his siblings were too young to understand his pain. They loved him so he hid his feelings. They asked Zoya about her family and her life in NY. They were fascinated to hear how independent Zoya had been. She too hid her pain from them.

"Asad bhai aapke shirt par peeche kuch laga hai." Humaira pointed out when she returned from the washroom with Nikhat. Asad tries to check out what it was but could not see. He told Zoya to see. She saw the lipstick mark on his shirt. "Kuch nahi hai. Everthing is fine." "Kuch kaise nahi hai? Humaira ne kaha stain hai. It my favorite shirt. Maine kaha tha aapse extra shirt le lete hain. Par nahi aapne nahi pack ki na mujhe karne di." "UGH!! Itne hyper kyun ho rahe hai? It's ok. Yaha resort main shop hogi chaliye nayi shirt le lete hain aap change kar lijiyie." "Bhai ye shirt to bilkul nyee lagti hai. Pehle labhi nahi dekha aapki iss favorite shirt ko?" Ayaan miya kya aapko bolna zaroori hai? Zoya B ki di hui har cheez aapke bhaijaan ki favorite ban jaati hai.

"Bhai kuch khaas nahi hai. Dikhta bhi nahi hai. Aap fikar naa kare chota sa daag hai." Nikhat tried to save Zoya from blurting out that it was the mark of her lipstick. "Uncle, uncle aapkse ek baat kahoon." A young boy approaches Asad. "Jee kahiye beta." "Uncle aapke shirt par aunty ki lipstick ka nishaan hai. Jaise main ek baar mummy ki lipstick ka nishaan papa ke cheek par dekha tha. Sab aapko ullu bana rahe hain. Aunty ne aapko kissi di." Asad turned beetroot red and Zoya blushed crimson. "Beta bacche aisi baaten nahi karte." "Ek toh aapki help ki aur aap mujhe hi bol rahe hain. Theek hai main aapko nahi batooonga ki aapki shirt pe peeche two two nishaan hain kissi ke." "Aaj kal ke bacche. Tauba. Bete aap jayen ammi abbu dhoondh rahe honge." "Bhai ye aaj ke bacche hain. Aapke bacche toh kal ke bacche honge. Take care." His siblings said in chorus. Time flied by and no one noticed that it was almost lunch time.

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