Note: This chapter is not having much of AsYa love track. It might be boring so please read at your own risk. AsYa love track will start from next chapter so please bear with me for this one!! Thanks!! 😊
Chapter 3:
Next morning:
Asad came out of washroom and looked at the bed. Zoya was still sleeping with a cute smile on her face. She was cuddling in the sheets, her hair a complete mess & some were scattered on her beautiful face. He sighed. 'Zoya loves him!' These words rang in his head. He was still gazing at her face while lost in his own thoughts. He didn't realize when Zoya woke up. She looked at him with a small smile.
Zoya: Mr. Khan, pyaar ho gaya kya?!
And there she is! Mrs. Zoya was now back, in her naughty and chirpy mode. Asad's chain of thoughts broke as he heard her voice. It took him a minute to realize what she said and when he realized, irritation was visible on his face.
Asad: Ms. Farooqui, have you lost it?
Zoya jumped out of the bed and stood in front of Asad. Her mouth opened in an "O" shape. She pointed her finger at him.
Zoya: Mr. Khan aapko sharam nahi aati??
Asad: (Confused) Kya?
Zoya: Agar aap bhool rahein hain toh lemme remind you, mera nikaah ho chuka hai.
Asad: (Even more confused) Main yeh nahi bhool raha par aapko definitely ek doctor ki zarurat hai!
Zoya: Ji nahi!! Main bilkul theek hoon. Aapne mujhe 'Ms. Farooqui' kaha. Aap kaise bhool sakte hain main aapki biwi hoon?
Asad looked at her as she said it with a cute pout. He smiled but quickly made a straight face
Asad: Errmm okay I'm sorry Mrs. Khan.
He said and looked at her while she had a huge smile on her face.
Zoya: Mrs. Khan sounds so nice!!
Asad nodded and after taking his laptop bag went downstairs for breakfast. Zoya headed for a shower.
Evening:
It was 5 p.m. when Asad returned home from office. He loosened his tie and sat on the bed while removing his wrist watch. Walking to the wardrobe, he neatly kept his coat & tie in it and taking out a black full sleeves tee and white loose pants he walked in the washroom. After 10 minutes, he came out with the towel hanging through his neck. He sat on the bed and started toweling his wet hair. He lifted his gaze up as he saw a cup being forwarded to him..
Zoya: Mr. Khan yeh aapki coffee. Ammi ne bheji hai.
Asad took it from her and started taking small sips. He saw Zoya walking to the sofa near the window in their room. She dropped on it with a sigh. She took her I-pad and was busy in it. Asad clearly noticed that she was not her usual self. When he first met her, when she came in front on his car, he realized at that time that she's a 'badtameez' girl. At their second meeting, when he had to drop them for shopping, he realized that she's indeed a bubbly, chirpy and a girl with full of life. And finally, yesterday night, when he spoke to her, he knew she's good at heart and a very understanding girl, that's why she gave him time and space in their relationship. And today morning, he realized that she's a naughty and bubbly girl. Whoa!! He got to know her a lot in a very less span of time. He smiled a bit but again his gaze went on Zoya whose face showed utter sadness. What happened to her now? Why is she so low? Should he ask her? He was all confused and still in thoughts when he heard Dilshaad calling out for him. He ran downstairs and saw his ammi sitting on the sofa in the hallway.
Asad: Jee ammi?
Dilshaad: Beta did you talk to Zoya?
Asad shook his head in a no.
Dilshaad: Zoya ke aapi aur jeeju aaj New York waapas chale gayye. Woh log dopahar (noon) mein aaye the. She's very upset about this.
Asad now understood the reason for why Mrs. Khan is low. He looked at his ammi.
Asad: Toh main kya karoon ammi?
He wasn't angry or rude but his voice was soft and caring. Dilshaad smiled.
Dilshaad: Meri maano toh tum Zoya ko lekar kahin baahar chale jao.
Asad looked at his ammi a bit unsure.
Asad: Par ammi main?
Dilshaad: You've to try for it Asad, right from day one.
Asad knew his ammi was right. He nodded and Dilshaad smiled. He went back in his room and saw Zoya in the same position. He walked to her and settled next to her. He peeped in her I-pad and saw a picture of her aapi and jeeju with Zoya standing in between them. He looked at Zoya as slight tears brimmed in her eyes. He felt bad for her. She has to be away from her family coz she married him. A girl has to sacrifice so much in her life.
Asad: (Softly) Mrs. Khan…
Zoya looked at him and saw concern in those deep blue eyes. She didn't know why but she felt an urge to hug him. She needed someone, badly. She swung her arms around his neck as Asad stumbled back on the sofa. He balanced himself by keeping his hands on either side of the sofa. He was surprised. He didn't expect this. Whereas, Zoya was lost in emotions to feel anything. She sobbed in his arms.
Zoya: Aapi aur jeeju aaj chale gayye.
She said slowly. Asad heard it clearly and his hands automatically went at her back, holding her in his embrace. He didn't feel like consoling her through words instead he felt she needed someone to listen to her and be with her without questioning anything. Something was terribly wrong in her life- this, Asad had concluded. After what seemed like ages, she drifted apart from him. She was feeling better. She wiped her tear strained cheeks and looked at Asad. She felt shy now. On the other hand Mr. Khan was feeling embarrassed. He looked at Zoya and saw her looking at everything but at him.
Asad: Ummm Mrs. Khan?
Zoya: Jee?
Asad: Aap ready ho jaiye hum bahar jaa rahe hain.
Zoya: (Surprised) Kahan?
Asad: Aap bas ready ho jaiye.
That's all he said and left the room. Zoya smiled. She could still smell his masculine smell. It felt so good to be in his arms.
On the way, Asad noticed that Zoya was again low. That's coz her aapi had phoned her to inform that they will be boarding the flight now. He stopped the car in front of a sea. Zoya looked at him as they both came out of the car.
Zoya: Mr. Khan why are we here?
Asad: Actually aapse koi milna chaahta hai.
Zoya looked at him confusingly. He took his cell and phoned someone. Meanwhile Zoya sat on one of the rocks near the sea and admired the huge, beautiful sea. The wind blew her hair in different directions. Asad turned around and saw his wife lost. He wondered what he should do to cheer her up.
Ayaan: Assalam wa alaikum!
They heard Ayaan's loud voice. Asad & Zoya looked at him. He stood there with Nikhat, Nuzhat and Humaira. Zoya got up from the rock and stood next to Asad.
Asad: Wa alaikum assalam.
He hugged Ayaan with a smile. Zoya met with the girls and after sometime they were settled on the rocks while chatting. The girls were chatting with Zoya while Asad and Ayaan were talking their own stuffs. The girls noticed that Zoya didn't talk much. Is she like that only or it's coz she didn't know them- they thought. Asad was noticing his Mrs. Khan every time and he knew she's terribly upset. After sometime, the girls and Ayaan took their leave and Asad-Zoya headed to a restaurant.
Restaurant:
Asad had ordered her favourite pizza. Though she didn't want to eat anything but when Asad shot an angry glare, she quietly started munching on a piece of her pizza. Asad was having shezwan fried rice. He looked at her as she was busy exploring the table.
Asad: Mrs. Khan I hope you know that you're not a five year old kid now!!
He said deliberately. Zoya looked at him as she heard his voice.
Zoya: What do you mean Mr. Khan?
Asad: If you have your dinner so slowly then I'm sure we would be pushed out of this restaurant. And about a five year old kid, do you expect that someone would feed you?
Zoya: Allah Miyaan! What's wrong with you Mr. Khan? Kisiki itni himmat ki woh aapko aur mujhe yahan se baahar nikaale? Hum yahan paise de kar kha rahe hain muft mein thodi hi na kha rahe hain.
Zoya snapped back making Asad's eyes widened. She spoke so loudly that everyone around looked at them.
Asad: Be slow!
Zoya: Kyun? Main toh aise hi baat karungi. Dekhti hoon koi kaise humein bahar nikaalega.
She shot an angry glare to a waiter who was looking at the duo. He averted his gaze and went away. Asad was highly pissed off. He got up and held her hand, pulling her out of the restaurant.
Zoya: Mr. Khan what are you doing?
Asad didn't listen. He got her near their car and left her hand abruptly.
Asad: Kya aapke gale mein koi loud speaker fit hai?
Zoya: Jee nahi par aapki volume button kahan hai? You're too low!!
Asad: Shukar hai Khuda ka usne meri aawaaz normal rakhi hai aur na ki aapki tarah high pitch.
Zoya: Mr. Khan please haan dekhiye ab aap irritating ban rahe hain.
Asad: Oh really! Aur aap hotel ke andar jo kar rahi thi uska kya?
Zoya: Maine kya kiya??
Asad: Aapne kuch kiya hi nahi tabhi toh saare log humein aankhein phaad phaad kar dekh rahe the. Woh soch rahe the ki Zoya yahan hai par itna sannata kyun chaaya hua hai iss jagah par.
He rolled his eyes and Zoya went forward as she frowned in anger.
Zoya: What do I know ki log mujhe kyun dekh rahe the? Aur aapka kya matlab hai main koi entertainer hoon Mr. Khan?
She pouted and Asad couldn't help but admire her cuteness.
Asad: Exactly. Bilkul yehi matlab tha mera.
Zoya: Fine then main ab kuch nahi bolne waali hoon.
She scoffed and folded her hands on her chest. Asad smiled lightly. He again went inside the restaurant and got a pizza for her. He opened the door for her. She gave him a look which stated that she's angry. Asad, all the while had a stern expression on his face. He knew what should be done to make Mrs. Khan feel better. She sat in the car and Asad closed the door. He sat on his side and drove the car.
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Asad stopped the car. Zoya came out of the trance & looked around the place. Asad opened the door for her and she stepped out. It was a beautiful & calm place. There was a huge sea in the front and some boats.
Zoya: Mr. Khan this place is so beautiful!
She exclaimed admiring the place. The moonlight made it even more beautiful.
Asad: Come.
He walked towards the sea with Zoya following him. Asad talked to the owner of a boat and then he settled inside it. He forwarded his hand for her and she gladly accepted it. She sat next to him as Asad started paddling the boat. Zoya had a small smile on her face while looking around. When they reached a little far, Asad stopped paddling and looked at her.
Zoya: Mr. Khan aapne boat kyun rok di?
Asad: (Forwarding the pizza box) Yeh kha lijiye pehle.
Zoya made a face. She shook her head. Asad sighed. He didn't know how to control women & change their moods.
Asad: Mrs. Khan please have this.
Hearing his soft voice, Zoya looked in his eyes while he tried his best to avoid an eye-contact. She smiled and took the box from him.
Zoya: (Stuffing a piece in her mouth) Mr. Khan next time agar aapne mujhe entertainer kaha na toh main aapse kabhi baat nahi karungi.
She warned him. Asad nodded. Both sat there till she finished her pizza. After that Asad again paddled the boat and now Zoya being the chirpy girl was bored.
Zoya: Mr. Khan?
Asad: Hmmm?
Zoya: Mere paas na aapke liye ek bahut accha idea hai.
Asad: (Turning to her) Mere liye?
Zoya: Umm actually hamaare liye.
Asad: Kahiye?
Zoya: Dekhiye aapko time chahiye hai to accept our relation, right?
Asad looked away, Zoya sighed.
Zoya: Toh tab tak toh hum dono aise you know chup chaap se nahi reh sakte na? At least main toh nahi reh sakti kyunki mujhe jo hai baatein karna bahut pasand hai. (Asad looked at her, she stopped)
Asad: Idea kya hai?
Zoya: (Smiles & then forwarding her hand) Friends?
Asad looked at her, amazed. She had a huge smile on her face, her eyes glittering in the moonlight and her lips shining. He diverted his attention to her hand. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. Zoya knew what she was doing was right. Asad opened his eyes and took her hand in his. She smiled wide at him and in return he gave her a very small smile.
Asad: Friends.
Zoya: Thank you Mr. Khan, so chaliye ab jab hum friends hain toh let's start talking na waise bhi mujhe bahut bore ho raha hai. Aap pehle mere likes & dislikes suniye, okay?
Asad nodded.
Zoya: Ek aur cheez Mr. Khan aap aise mute nahi reh sakte aapko bhi baat karni hogi haan.
Asad: Hmmm.
Zoya: (Smiles) Toh mujhe na Mr. Khan, Mahender Singh Dhoni bahut pasand hai, woh na…
And she started about her likes and dislikes. Asad listened to her patiently. Sometimes he smiled about what she said and sometimes he got irritated. But both had a great time together. After an hour or so they left for Khan Mansion.
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Alright guys, this must be really crap but for the further chapters, this was required. I could have written something much better than this but that would have taken a lot of time and you guys were asking for the update. I promise the further chapters will be AsYalicious. ❤️ Please do comment & press likes. 😊
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