My Family is here!
The gist – Zoya has come to know that siddhiqui is her abbu. In my story siddhiqui is not actually a negative character and he was just used as a pawn by Razia who wanted to kill Zoya's mom, but I can't even call him positive cuz he did assist Razia in Zoya's mother's murder. Don't ask me how she found her abbu cuz even I dunno :P
"A-abbu…" Zoya whispered as she saw Siddhiqui standing in front of her with tears in his eyes.
"Abbu… yeh aap ho?" Zoya said as she swallowed the huge lump in her throat.
"Zoya… beta main aapka abbu." He lifted his hands and Zoya ran into his arms.
"Abbu…. Where were you? I tried to find you so much. Didn't you miss me? Did you even tried to find me? Why did you leave us abbu? Why did you make me an orphan?" Zoya cried all the tears which she had successfully hidden from everyone all her life were coming back. Siddhiqui smoothed her hair, he was happy that he had finally found his daughter.
"I'm sorry Zoya I didn't know that you were alive. I thought…… I thought you died in that fire." He said as tears slowly made their way down his cheeks.
Dilshad and Najma were holding each other's hands, they were happy for Zoya. She finally found her abbu, this girl deserved a family more than anyone else. They both had tears of happiness in their eyes, Najma rested her head on dilshad's shoulder and looked at Zoya.
Asad was glad Zoya finally found a home but never in his dreams had he thought that this man would be Zoya's father.
"Abbu do you know what happened to Ammi?" Zoya asked.
"I-I d-don't know." He hesitated, how could he tell her that her ammi was dead because him, how could he tell her that he was responsible for her death? No, he couldn't. He found his daughter after so many years, and he would not let her go again.
"What are you doing in this house?" he said with disgust.
"I stay here abbu."
"No, I will never allow my daughter to stay in this woman's house." He said pointing to Dilshad.
To say Zoya was shocked would be an understatement. She blinked at her abbu and asked,
"W-What do you mean? She is my phupi."
"No… this woman is not your phupi from now only shireen is your phupi. I don't want you to stay here for even for a single minute." He crossed his arms across his chest and glared at Asad.
"Abbu? What are you saying? How can you even say such a thing? This is my phupi you are talking about. She loves me so much. She never made me feel like an orphan, she is like a mother to me." Zoya tried defending her phupi.
"You are very innocent, she is very shrewd, she just pretends to be sweet and caring. She doesn't has a character"
"Mr. Siddhiqui." Asad raised his voice, if siddhiqui thought that he was going to insult his mother in front of him then he was sadly mistaken.
"Asad…. Don't." Dilshad held Asad's arms and motioned him to remain silent.
"Let's go from here. I can't tolerate the sight of this woman." He took Zoya's hand and turned to walk away but Zoya didn't budge.
"What happened? Why are you not coming?" he asked.
"Abbu I'm not going anywhere until you apologize to phupi."
Everyone was shocked, Asad and najma looked at each other simultaneously to check whether what they heard was correct.
"Gafur Siddhiqui never apologizes to anyone especially a woman like her." he said with his head held high.
"This woman that you are talking about is the closest to a mother that I have, she is the most selfless, sweet and caring woman I've ever come across, I love her a lot and I will not let anyone not even my father, insult her." She wiped her cheeks with the back of her hand.
"Zoya!" Dilshad reprimanded.
"No, phupi let me say. You are the one who left my ammi and me all alone, because of you I had to live the life of an orphan for 20 years, do you have any idea how I survived all these years? If it wasn't for Appie I would be lying in some dirty old streets of Bhopal or I would've been dead. You can't come and insult the people I love. Abbu, I can tolerate anything but I can't tolerate anyone speaking so low about my phupi, I can't tolerate anyone degrading her, I can't tolerate anyone questioning her character." Zoya went and stood beside Dilshad, her one arm draped around Dilshad's shoulder.
"I'm not apologizing to anyone." He clenched his teeth.
"Then, I'm not going anywhere." Zoya remained adamant.
"Zoya stop being so stubborn and go with your abbu, all you have ever wanted was to find your abbu and now that you have, you can't just throw it all away." Dilshad patted Zoya's head.
"It's ok phupi, for 20 years I've lived alone and even now I can live alone." Zoya looked down as tears flowed down her cheeks. Zoya turned and started walking towards her room.
"Ruko! I'll apologize to her. I've already lived without my daughter for 20 years, I don't want to lose you again."
Zoya smiled through her tears but her smile vanished when he added,
"But I have one condition. I will apologize to her but in return you have to promise me that you will cut off all ties with them. You will not keep any kind of communication with any member of this house. If you agree with this then I'll apologize."
Zoya felt the ground slip beneath her. How can she cut off all ties with her phupi? How will she live without this family which had taken such a special place in her heart? But she couldn't back away now, her phupi had spent her entire life listening to taunts and accusations, if staying away from phupi meant that she'll get the apology that she deserves then so be it.
She looked at Dilshad's face, she was sad, she knew Zoya would go to any lengths for her and she knew Zoya would agree to the condition. She smiled at her and gave her a reassuring hug. Yes, it would be very difficult for her to let Zoya go but the girl had waited for 20 years to get her abbu's love and today when she was getting it, she would not stand in her way.
Najma couldn't stop the tears from flowing, she thought she had finally found a best friend and an elder sister in Zoya but life is never fair, is it?
Asad was confused whether to be happy or sad. Happy for Zoya, who found her abbu, her family. Sad because she will leave him and his family and this time forever and there was nothing he could do about it, he never felt so helpless in his life before. The only person he ever loved was going away, far away from him.
Zoya closed her eyes and nodded in approval.
~Later That Night! ~
Zoya's abbu had apologized to Dilshad for his words and all the humiliation she had to face because of Razia.
Zoya had insisted that if she was going to forget about phupi then she wanted to spend one last night with them.
She stood outside Asad's room with his coffee mug, she knocked at the door but no one answered, she decided to knock again but instead thought of going through the window.
He saw her entering through the window. This girl will never change.
"Ms Farooqui I was in the bathroom and I was just going to open the door, why did you come through the window like a thief?"
"Because Mr khan this is my last night in this house and I wanted to enter your room through the window one last time." She flashed her beautiful dimples, but Asad could see the sadness in her eyes. She was the type of girl who would never let anyone see her tears, she was the type of girl who would never see anyone else in tears.
"Coffee?" she asked.
"No thanks."
"Soch lo, last time mere haath ki black and bitter coffee peene milegi. Offer valid only for a limited period of time." She tried to lighten the mood.
Asad took the coffee from her hand and smiled, yeah it will be the last time he'll drink a coffee made by her.
~ NEXT DAY ~
Zoya was ready with her bags. She was wearing a full sleeved anarkali dress because even though siddhiqui had found his daughter after a long time but he was a man of principles, a man of traditional orthodox beliefs, and those, would change for no one, not even Zoya.
Zoya hugged Dilshad and Najma and looked at Asad. She walked out of the house and Asad helped her with her luggage, he closed the dickey of the car and went to stand beside Dilshad.
Zoya looked at the house one last time and sat in the car.
~ Ayaan's Residence
"Zoya, this is shireen, your phupi, you already know Ayaan and Rashid miyan, this is nikhat and nuzhat, this is dadi and this is humaira your sister." Zoya looked at so many new faces, her new family. They were supposed to be her family yet they looked like strangers to her. She remembered when she had first entered the khan mansion, she had felt an instant connection with phupi and najma.
"And this is Razia my wife and your ammi." Zoya looked at the woman who was now going to be her new ammi. She smiled and said, "Salamwalekum."
But Razia huffed and went away. Zoya was hurt ather cold behavior and looked down with tears in her eyes.
Shireen saw her and towards her, she a reassuring hand on her shoulder and said in a loving voice,
"Aap thak gayi hongi na, chaliye main aapko aapka room dikhati hun." She smiled at Zoya. Zoya simply nodded and followed her.
The days that followed were dull and lifeless for Zoya and even Asad and his family. It was like all the colours in their life was drained away. The bubbly, smiling, happy, energetic Zoya was lost somewhere. The khan mansion had become just that, a mansion. There was no life, after all their life was gone.
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Kyun Pholon Ke Khile Khile Rang Ud Gaye
Kyun Pholon Ke Khile Khile Rang Ud Gaye
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Zoya sat in the living room flipping through the channels on TV. She had lost interest in everything. All she thought about was phupi, najma and Mr Khan. Wondering what they would be doing. It had been 2 weeks since she last talked to them. She thought it wouldn't be so difficult but hell she missed them more then she ever missed anyone, her thoughts were occupied of their thoughts, her dreams were full of them.
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Kyun In Dino Khud Se Rehti Hoon Mein
Khafa Khafa Khafa Khafa
Kyun Pholon Ke Khile Khile Rang Ud Gaye
Kyun Pholon Ke Khile Khile Rang Ud Gaye
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Asad's thoughts were preoccupied with just one person ZOYA. He went to sleep thinking about Zoya, he woke up thinking about Zoya and in between he thought about Zoya. Everywhere he looked he saw Zoya. He went to the bathroom to splash cold water on his face, maybe that would help him in getting rid of her thoughts but instead he was reminded of the first time when she had barged into his bathroom while he was bathing. He smiled thinking about their petty fights, the good ol' days.
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Teri Meri Takraro Se Bana Dil Ka Yeh Rista Hai
Aaina Jo Mein Dekhu To Tera Chehra Hi Dhikta Hai
Jab Se Mujhe Tu Mili
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Zoya came out of her reverie when she heard some one's laugh. She turned to see Humaira running behind Ayaan with a pillow in her hand,
"Ayaaannn. Why do you always tease me?" She aimed the pillow at his head but missed.
"Aapko tang (tease) nahi karunga toh kise karunga? Tch tch Humaira begum you can't even aim properly." He teased her again and ran upstairs.
"Ayaaannn main aapko chodungi nahi." She squealed.
"Pehle pakad ke toh dikhao." He mocked her.
She smiled at their childishness, she remembered her stupid childish fights with Asad. She had become quite addicted to their fights….
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"Aap batameez ho."
"Aap cold blooded ho."
"Aap main tameez naam ki cheez hi nahi hai."
"Aapke dil main sina (chest) nahi pathar hai."
"Um, Ms Farooqui, dil main sina nahi hota, siney main dil hota hai."
"Oh…… Mr Khaaannn!"
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Zoya giggled remembering their fights, she looked around and realized that she was no longer in the Khan Mansion. She sighed.
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Jane Kaise Mulakaton Mein Yunhi Aisi Waise Baaton Mein
Kare Chote Mote Vaadein The Isi Chote Se Bahane Se
Pake Tujhe Kho Diya
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Zoya was walking in the corridor, she went past Nikhat's room and saw Humaira and Nikhat, she took a few steps back and looked at them.
"Baji, which dress should I wear?" Humaira showed two dresses.
"Humaira, tum job hi pehnogi usme masahallah bohot khoobsurat lagogi." Nikhat lovingly patted Humaira's head.
"Baji, you are the best sister in this whole wide world." Humaira smiled broadly and hugged Nikhat.
Zoya looked at them and she remembered her bonding with Najma. They used to be so close, she had found a best friend, a younger sister in her.
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"Zoya, do you think I'm looking fat in this suit?" Najma asked Zoya while looking at her reflection in the mirror.
"Oye hoye my tomato, for whom are you getting dressed? Someone special?" Zoya teased her.
"Zoya, tum bhi na. By the way, you didn't answer my question."
"Najma, you are not looking fat, in fact you never look fat to me. You are very beautiful and cute just like a tomato." Zoya smiled.
"Oh Zoya, you are the best!" Najma hugged Zoya.
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Kyun In Dino Khud Se Rehti Hoon Mein
Khafa Khafa Khafa Khafa
Kyun Pholon Ke Khile Khile Rang Ud Gaye
Kyun Pholon Ke Khile Khile Rang Ud Gaye
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Dilshad went into Asad's room and actually pinched herself to check whether she was dreaming. His bed was messy, clothes lying carelessly on the bed. She sighed and picked up the clothes and neatly folded them.
She picked up a black shirt and something fell from the front pocket, she bent to pick it up and saw a earring. The earring looked familiar it was then she remembered it was not just any earring but Zoya's earring, her mother's last memory.
It was with Asad all the time? She looked at the earring with tears in her ears and gently shook her head.
She knew Zoya would have to leave one day but she never thought it was going to be so difficult to let her go. She was like a daughter to her. She looked at the earring again, she couldn't believe that Asad missed Zoya so much that he looked at her earring.
Asad entered the room and saw the earring in dilshad's hand, he went and took the earring from her. Dilshad looked at him quizzically.
"Um, I forgot that it was with me, I found it in the morning, I'll give it to Ayaan and he'll give it to her." Asad said without looking at Dilshad. Dilshad knew Asad was lying but she didn't say anything, she simply walked away.
Asad looked at the earring and the black shirt, he remembered how Zoya had broken all the buttons of his shirt while chasing Raghu Singh and how she had come back at night to sew the shirt. He gently caressed the buttons of the shirt and kept it in the cupboard along with the earring.
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Aaj Se Jo Mere Kal Honge
Teri Aankhon Mein Woh Dekhte Hai
Teri Baaton Ke Jo Akshar Hai
Meri Daastan woh Likhte Hain
Aisa Mujhe Kyun Hua
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"Phupi, will you teach me how make dal?" Humaira asked Shireen
"Of course beta, aapko isme puchne ki kya zaroorat hai. Come I'll teach you." Shireen took Humaira in the kitchen and taught her how to make dal.
Zoya was looking at them, Shireen was so comfortable with Humaira and with her she acted as if she was a guest. It was so ironic, when she was a guest at Dilshad's house, Dilshad treated her as a family, as her own child, her own daughter and here when she was with her FAMILY, she was treated as a guest.
She ran to her room, took her phone and dialed a number.
"Hello?" the voice from the other side said, but Zoya remained silent.
"Hello…?" The voice asked again. Zoya cried silently on hearing the familiar voice.
"Zoya….?" Dilshad asked, her voice cracked a little when she called her name.
Zoya opened her mouth to say something but closed it when she remembered her abbu's words, her promise to her abbu.
"But I have one condition. I will apologize to her but in return you have to promise me that you will cut off all ties with them. You will not keep any kind of communication with any member of this house. If you agree with this then I'll apologize."
A sob escaped her lips as she disconnected the call. Dilshad heard the click from the other side and looked at the phone as tears found their way down her cheeks.
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Meri Hi Hai Khata Meri Hi Hai Saja
Phir Bhi Dil Kahe Yeh Kyun Hua
Kyun In Dino Khud Se Rehti Hoon Mein
Khafa Khafa Khafa Khafa
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Zoya went towards her abbu's room, she stood outside and saw Humaira giving medicines to siddhiqui.
"Abbu bohot kaam ho gaya." Siddhiqui laughed and gave Humaira a side hug, he saw Zoya standing outside and said,
"Arrey Zoya, wahan kyun khadi ho? Andar aao."
Zoya was very happy but before she could go inside, Razia blocked her way and said,
"Tum andar nahi aa sakti, is ghar main toh aa gayi ho lekin apni aukat mat bhulo. Tum ek najayaz ( illegitimate) aulad ho aur hamesha wahi rahogi." And she slammed the door on her face. Zoya ran to her room as she cried on Razia's harsh words.
Zoya was sitting on a chair in the balcony when someone placed a coffee mug in front of her. She could just think of one person at the moment,
"Mr Khan." She smiled and turned her head but saw Nikhat standing there.
"Bhaijaan yahan kahan se aayenge?" Nikhat said.
"Sorry, old habits die hard." She whispered.
"Actually Najma told me that you like coffee. Ever since you have come here I've seen you very sad so I thought I'll make coffee for you." Nikhat smiled.
"You know, whenever I was sad or upset about anything Mr Khan would make a sweet and milky coffee especially for me." Zoya said with a huge smile on her face.
"Bhaijaan?"
"Yes, can you believe it, the guy who can't even take water by himself used to make coffee for me. And whenever he was upset or angry, I would make his special black and bitter coffee."
"Hmmm… tell me more." Nikhat saw how happy she was whenever she talked about Asad, Dilshad or Najma.
"My phupi is the best phupi in this world, she loves me so much and she pampered me a lot, you know whenever I fought with Mr Khan she always took my side, Mr Khan's face was worth watching." She giggled.
"And Najma, we were always together, wherever we went, we used to go together, we used to chat for hours, she is my best friend…." Zoya's smile vanished at the last sentence.
"…… was, she was my best friend."
"Oh ho baji, aap phir se udaas ho gaye, aap coffee pee jiye main dadi ko unki medicines deke aati hun."
Zoya looked at cup, she missed her jahapanah's coffee, ok fine, it used to taste bad but it was still special because he had made it.
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Kyun Pholon Ke Khile Khile Rang Ud Gaye
Kyun Pholon Ke Khile Khile Rang Ud Gaye
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~ 4 months later.
"Prasad, I want you to cancel the meeting…… yes I know they are very busy….. I can't sign the deal without inspecting the……" while talking on the phone Asad walked right into someone.
"Allah Miyan, what's wrong with you." Asad heard a painfully familiar voice, he looked down to see Zoya rubbing her ankle.
"Zoya…." He whispered.
Zoya looked up and saw him, the guy who had been haunting her dreams for four months.
"Mr Khan…." She got up but she stumbled on the fallen shopping bag but before she could fall Asad held her, his arms around her waist. They looked into each other's eyes and were lost in them. Nikhat who was standing nearby cleared her throat that brought them out of their lala land.
"Are you ok?" he asked with concern.
"Ya." Zoya said, her eyes becoming moist, even Asad's eyes were filled with tears on seeing Zoya. Both looked away to wipe away the tears, Nikhat saw this and smiled.
"Asad beta kahan chale gaye the tum….." Dilshad called out to him but her eyes landed on Zoya.
"Phupi!" Zoya's face lit up like Christmas and she an into Dilshad's arms.
"Phupi maine aapko kitna miss kiya." Zoya cried.
"Zoya beta, maine bhi tumhe bohot miss kiya." Dilshad rubbed her back.
Asad looked at them and smiled, her ammi looked so happy. He was seeing that smile after four months. He turned to Nikhat and gave her a hug.
"Zoya, what is all this? Chalo ghar." Siddhiqui said in his authoritative voice.
"Abbu lekin…"
"Maine kaha na chalo." Zoya had no other option but to agree.
~ At Ayaan's residence
"Abbu please don't do this? They are also my family."
"No Zoya they are not your family, this is your family."
"Really? This is my family? Wow, I thought I was just a guest in this house, atleast everyone treats me like one. Abbu if this is my fmily then why do I feel so lonely? Why do I feel so empty inside? Why do I have to cry myself to sleep every night?" Zoya wiped her tears as she demanded an explanation. She had had enough, now no one could stop her from meeting her phupi.
"Is that how you feel here?" He asked.
"I feel like an outsider abbu, I feel like I'm intruding." Zoya cried.
Siddhiqui may be a stubborn man but he loved his daughter and could not see her so broken. He thought time would heal her wounds, he thought that she would eventually forget all about them. But he was wrong and he couldn't see her in tears. He patted her head and said,
"If that's what you really want, then go, I will not stop you. Jisme tumhari khushi hai, usi main meri."
Zoya was very happy, she hugged her abbu and ran out of the house, she couldn't wait to meet her phupi, najma and Asad. She didn't care about anything, she just ran and ran and ran, she ran to her family.
Dilshad heard the door bell and she went to open the door, she had never thought this day would arrive, the day when her Zoya would walk in right through the same door.
"Zoya… Zoya what happened? Everything is alright? Why are you panting so much?" her voice was full of concern.
Zoya walked inside and sat down on the couch.
"Phupi, I'm fine it's just that I ran a lot." She tried catching her breath.
"You ran? From your home?" Dilshad was shocked.
"What? No, phupi I didn't run away from home but I ran towards my home. Aah home sweet home"
"Zoyaaa!" Najma squealed on seeing Zoya sitting in the living room. She ran to hug her, Zoya was so happy to meet najma after four months
"What are you saying?" Dilshad sat beside Zoya.
Zoya told her everything that happened after she returned home from the mall.
"Phupi, I'm the biggest idiot, bigger than Mr Khan. All my life I've been searching for a family, a home, a place to call mine. My mind was clouded with the thoughts of finding my abbu that I didn't realize that I had found my family. This is my family, my family is here. After going away from you all I realized that I was actually going away from my family. But now, I'm never leaving my phupi, if Mr Khan has any problem with it then he just has to suck it up." Zoya hugged Dilshad and najma.
"Who said I have any problem with it?" they heard Asad's voice and turned to look at him.
He saw the shocked look on everyone's face but he didn't care. He cannot deny the fact that he missed her like crazy, he would've given anything to have her back and now that she was back, he would not let his stupid ego to come in between and ruin everything.
"Is it really you or are you his alien duplicate?" Asad rolled his eyes on her childish comment. Trust Zoya to crack jokes even in the most emotional of scenarios.
"It's really me Zoya and I have to admit it, we missed you……. I missed you and you are not going anywhere, you are not leaving this house ever again." Dilshad looked at him with moist eyes, najma was happy that Zoya was coming back and this time she would never leave them. Zoya looked at Asad lovingly, she knew that it must have taken a lot of courage and soul searching for him to open up and share his feelings and for that she was very happy. She also knew that somewhere Asad felt the same for her, as she felt for him, she knew that he wasn't ready yet to embrace those feelings, hell even she wasn't ready for it but they had time and they could wait.
Asad lifted his hands as if asking her for a hug, Zoya looked at his hands and then at him, when he nodded slowly, she didn't waste any time and went into his arms. Asad smoothed her hair and kissed her forehead, Zoya rested her head on his shoulder and right now in his arms she could only think of one thing,
"Home sweet home indeed!"
😃 THE END! 😃
A/N – finally I finished this humongous OS ( 14 pages, 4,475 words *phew* ) 😆
The idea just popped into my mind when I saw the precap of Tuesday and the idea looked more appealing after the very emotional and my favourite Zoya – mamujaan scene yesterday. So I made an OS 😉 😊
The BG tune is "kyun" from the movie kambakht ishq 😃
Ankie – thanks for the help with the bg music 🤗 and this OS is for you because you wanted something epic (hope it was epic for you because to me it didn't turn out to be too good, it looked better in my mind ) 🤔
Anwesha - thanks for the help with the music! 🤗
Starrydee – the siggie is dedicated to you because you badly wanted one… so tada! Hope you like it! 🤗
Haven't checked it so forgive me for any mistakes!
It took me 2 days to write and type it down so please mere puppy dog face pe taras khao aur comment karo. Your reviews are my red bull if I get loads of comments then I'll post my next OS pretty soon ( wonder how I get ideas so fast ) 😆😆😆
Love,
Sadie! 😃
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