Asya ff In The Shadows Chapter 25a page 94 3/11 - Page 17

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Chapter 14

Zoya slumps on the couch, ripping the wrapping sheet of the gifts she had received. She thanks everyone for their presents and love when she realizes that there were only four gifts.

"Wait a minute these are four, Appi's Jeeju's, Phuphi's, Najma's''.. Mr. Khan ap ka gift kaha hai?"

She looks up at him.

"I am sorry'..i forgot." He says casually. She looks saddened.

"Forgot?"

In two years Taj Mahal can fade in its colour but nothing can change the great Mr. Khan. She shakes the thoughts away.

"Anyways, I am sooo very tired'.. Najma can you help me to my room."

"Sure."

Asad's eyes follow her to her room. Thinking somewhere far he manages a smirk.

Zoya stands in front of her dressing table. A little distress visible on her face. She traces her hand on her face which was a little pale, her eyes had patches of dark circles, her brows had thinned a little. She was skinnier than the last time she remembered. Even her profound hair were now less in volume. These two years were not going to leave their marks so soon.

She was indeed very tired, too tired to thing of anything at the moment.

'lamenting is of no use, and I am too tired to bother about my coming future for now. I think I should just sleep.'

She leans on her bed when she hears the beep on her cell phone. She picks it up to find Asad's message blinking on the screen.

She opens it.

'Don't forget to take your medicine.'

She beams.

'This man was seriously very complicated. On one hand he forgets my present and on the other he cant help being worried about my health.'

But she doses off and forgets to take her medicines.

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Asad while marching towards his room finds Zoya's medicines still lying on the table in the dinning hall.. he rolls his eyes.

'so she didn't take em.'

He knocks on her door. No response. He knocks again, still no response. He enters the third time and finds here peacefully asleep.

He places the medicines on her bedside table and checks her cell phone. His message had been read.

'Stupid larki'.ye kaam bhi ab mujhe karna pare ga.'

He gazes at her calm serene features, absorbing the intensity her presence had on him. Who could have known a stone cold heart could melt for someone so fragile, someone so delicate, someone so special. Why is it so easy for some people to conquer the kingdom of our hearts and then rule it forever with an unsurpassed decree of power. How can one not fear losing that one thing that changes everything. Now that fate had brought her back in his arms, how could he ever afford to lose her again. No, he just couldn't, no bargain could ever make him do that. Sometimes things happen quite unexpectedly and they make you do stuff which is even more startling.

He smiles before taking one last long look at her face and leaves the room.

* *

Siddiques driver puts his luggage in the car, while he himself settles down inside the car. The driver starts the engine, " Ghar jane se pehle hospital chalo."

"Gee sir."

As he enters the hospital he cant stop himself from rushing towards Zoya's room. Seeing her, was now like a drug for him, a drug which wasn't easy t give up and now he had been living for a month without a glimpse of her. He felt incomplete, weak, under a spell. Was it some trait of her personality that just seeing her had such an impact. What would it be like actually talking to her? He trails off from his thoughts when he is interrupted by the nurse.

"Sir please wait'.. miss Farooqi'.she was just discharged today."

He stops dead as he glares at her in utter shock. His heart starts accelerating as a thousand and fifty thoughts tumble inside his mind.

"What do you mean discharged?"

"She gained consciousness a week back."

"What? She gained consciousness? You mean she is alright? Who theek hai?" He asks in a shaky voice.

"Yes sir she was quite better."

"Oh God! I just cant believe it. Allah ka shukar hai."

The nurse starts leaving when he stops her.

"Please wait' I wanted to know with whime did she go?"

Not that he didn't know she was a guest at Asad's house he was still in hopes he wont have to face him or Dilshad. His wife's sins were too big to be forgiven.

"Of course sir it was Mr. Asad Ahmad Khan."

"Thanks." He said lost in thoughts.

He wanted to fly to her but he knew it wasn't the right time. He smiles sadly at the irony of fate. The twist in his life which had taken place two years back was the greatest truth of his life. At the same time it was something he couldn't change even if he wanted to.

* *

Zoya wakes up. She looks out of the window, it was dark now. She checks the time its almost eleven at night.

"Oh Allah!... ive slept for so long."

Her eyes instinctively fall on her side table where she finds a note.

'Let me know when you are awake.'

She frowns. 'who could this be?'

She's starving so he changes in to her casuals and heads out towards the dining table. The lights were off, there seems to be no one in the hall but a she moves forward she sees the dim lights coming from the television screen. Some football match.

"Finally." Asad says getting up. Zoya is surprised to see him of all the people.

"I thought you were going to keep me up all night."

"Oh so it was you." Zoya says talking about the note.

"Come lets have some food."

Both head for the dining table. Zoya sits conveniently while Asad serves her food then fills his plate too.

"Mr. khan you didn't eat?"

Asad's eyes take half a round, "No, mujhe adhi raat ko dubara bhook lagti hai."

"I see'' by the way why are you awake?"

"You don't know?... I spend Saturdays with Julia Roberts."

"Julia Roberts?... you mean you were watching a movie, but I saw you watching a soccer game."

"yeah I switched over as I saw you coming."

"why so?"

"why?...cz I am quite possessive about her."

"what do you mean possessive? What's so good about her?" she demanded.

Asad could smell her jealousy, and he was enjoying it.

"Koi ek cheez ho tu baton'. I like almost everything about her."

Zoya's moth falls open. "I cant believe its you Mr. Khan. I mean.."

"what is in it that you cant believe? I can talk for hours about her' that is if you want to listen."

"No thanks'. I am done with my food, id rather sleep." She pushes her plate away angrily.

Asad shakes his head smiling. 'who is she getting jealous of, Julia Roberts. as if she would jump out of the screen into our lives.'

Zoya starts getting up.

"Keep sitting." Asad orders.

"Why?"

"Because I am saying."

"So?"

"So, its an order. You will have to keep sitting."

Zoya rolls her eyes, so his jehanpanah mood swings were back.

"I don't take orders." She snaps.

"oh really? Hill ke dikhao." He challenged.

Zoya rolls her eyes again and gets up to eave. He grips her arm and pulls her towards him. She loses balance and lands on his lap. Her arms instinctively snake around his neck as their eyes refuse to stop staring, their breaths locked into each others. Zoya's heart starts racing. She struggles to free herself but he tightens his grip even more.

"Mr. khan, let me go."

"nay."

"Mr. Khan'..let me go."

"you will have to sit."

"No'never."

"Fine'.. keep sitting in my lap like this for the rest of the night."

"Allah! Whats wrong with you Mr. Khan?...let me go."

"Sorry'.my final answer."

She sighs.

"Argh! Okay fine'ill sit but tell me why?"

He losens his grip and she angrily slumps on her chair.

"I'll tell you why."

He gets up and leaves. She stares in disbelief.

'when was this side born to him?' she wonders.

He comes back with her medicines in his hand. She smiles. ' why did have to be so caring?'

"mein le leti Mr. Khan."

"yeah like you did this afternoon."

She remembers she had forgotten to take her medicines this afternoon.

"opps!"

"take them now in front of me."

She gulps down her medicines.

"Happy?"

He nods. She smiles cheerfully.

"Okay now come with me." He grabs her hand.

"Where?" she demands.

"Don't you want your gift?"

She looks at the wall clock. It was only half an hour to midnight.

"Bohat jaldi yaad a gaya hai." She compliments mockingly.

He rolls his eyes. "yeah yeah'ab chalen?"

She follows him as he leads her out f the house in the huge stretch of the lawn.

They reach a shed effusively bedecked with candles and flowers. A table for two set in its centre. Zoya's lips take to a full 'O' as she places both her hands on her mouth.

"Don't tell me you have done all this?"

As they proceed the table has a cute little chocolate cake with a 'Happy Birthday Zoya.' Written on it.

"I am sorry' but I really don't like blueberry cake."

Zoya laughs.

"Its okay Mr. khan. Chocolate will also do."

"Go ahead then." He offers.

"Why don't you cut it with me?"

Zoya blows away the candles and both cut the cake. She places a small slice in his mouth. He eats it half and makes her eat the rest.

"This is the best moment of my life Mr. Khan'.thank you soo much for this."

He takes both her hands and eyes in his and struggles for words.

"I know Mss Farooqi its you birthday, principally I should give you something but can I ask for something from you?"

Zoya ooks at him in perplexity.

"What do you want from me'Mr. Khan?"

"Are you sure you will be able to give it Miss Farooqi?"

"I guess."

"Sure?"

His continuous doubt rises uncertainty in Zoya but she knew he wont ask for something she couldn't give. So she thinks of making him wait for some time.

"haan sure but'.i have a condition."

"kia?"

"that you will have to sing for me before you ask for anything."

His expressions change from what-the-hell to oh-what-ever to back to what-the-hell as he shakes his head.

"Fine your wish my command."

He grabs his guitar and starts playing it leisurely.

Hmmm-mmm-mmm-hhmm x2

Tujhe se tu mmili hai rahat

Tu hi tu hai meri hai chahat

Tujh se tu juri hai zindagi

Teri yaaden hain kuch adhoori

Saans adhi hai kuch hai puri

Ankhon mein hai kaisi ye name

Mere man kehne laga

Paas a ke tu na dur jaa

Chunay de hoont teray

Zara saanson mein apni basa

He puts his guitar aside and comes behind Zoya. He wraps his hand around her waist, the other locked in her hand. Zoya looks at him with amalgamated emotions as if in a trance, a dream one would never want to wake up from, the most beautiful reality. He sings in her ears and starts dancing.

Tujhe apna bana lu

Tujhe tujh se chura loon

Tujhe khud me chupa loon

S a h i b a a a a a aa a a a

Ek mujh pe karam ho

Tu hi mera sanam ho

Teri mujh pe nazar hi

S a h i b a a a a a aa a

Both persist the dance.

Hummm hummm mmm mm

Hummm hummm mmm mm

Aaa aa aaa aaa aaa

Aaa aa aaa aaa aaa

Mar mein jaon gar eh na paon ga

Ghum judai ka she na paon ga

Ae tujhe hai payar ka wastaaa

Teri yaaden hain kuch adhoori

Saans adhi hai kuch hai puri

Ankhon mein hai kaisi ye name

Raat ke chand tale

Aghosh mein merit tu aa

Bahon mein le lo mujhe

Zara sapnon mein apni tu basa

Mere man kehne laga

Paas a ke tu na dur jaa

Chunay de hoont teray

Zara saanson mein apni basa

Zoya looks at him with teary eyes. He takes her hand in his and takes out a ring from the other.

"Do you chose to accept me in your life?"

Zoya cant believe her ears. She stares at him with her cute eyes which were now expressing oh-man-what-did-he-just-say.

"what?"

"You want me to repeat." Asad asks nervously.

Zoya laughs hysterically.

"A thousand times over."

Asad releases his breath himself smiling.

"So that's a yes."

"Slide the damn ring."

He smiles and slides the ring in her finger. Both lose themselves to each other, unaware of everything else in the world. These moments are to be lived because you don't get them so often in life.

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GUNZ AND ROSES!!

am sorry, i promised midweek but lost my Gramma on tue so had to leave for a few days. i hope you guys dont mind..

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running of to read😛

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yipeee .. i'm the first one to comment
awesome update ! loved it !
i loved the singing & proposal part !
wonder what'll happen when siddique meet zoya
thanks for the pm dear!
i'm sorry to hear about your grandma .

That was so good...Asya...😳

wonderful!!!!!! you have to continue... I want Zoya to meet her father soon!!!!!!

so beautiful... what a proposal... just love it...❤️❤️

How romantic...loved this chapter a lot...please update the next part soon.

loved it!!!! update soon and yes plz pm!

That was so good...Asya...😳