SACCHA PYAAR 9.12 DT pg 18
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Chapter 19
In the morning:
Zoya sat in front of her lap top engrossed in typing something…
"…..Siddique…that's it…enter!" she says as she presses the enter key.
The search engine showed more than a 100 results, she ignores all and goes for the company's website only. Something inside her tells her that she has already heard this name before, this name, this company, somewhere but she cant remember. She shoves the thoughts away as the website loads. After making sure she was on the right address she presses on the Chairman tab and waits for the biggest truth of her life to open.
For the next 5 minutes she just stared at the screen, in silence, the only sound came from her rapid breaths and somewhat her accelerated heartbeat. She clears her eyes to stop the image from blurring.
'Api was right, I must have a sharp resemblance with my mother because this man here has nothing in common with me as far as appearance is concerned. But I don't think I should bother about the appearance here, the thing is he is my dad who has to answer so many of my questions. The questions which have been haunting me for so long now. Does he already know me? If that nurse was right….but then…why dint come for me here? Argh!' she stops as her head starts spinning.
She stares at the photograph on the screen again, tracing her finger on the face. The nurse's voice echoes in her mind. Her heart feels heavy she slowly slams the screen shut, sighing heavily.
'Now what do I name these weird feelings?'
There is a knock at the door, she clears away the tears and tries to smile. Dilshad enters her room with a huge shopping bags in her hands.
"Ready for the bg day girl?" She asks.
Zoya smiles broadly. "Whats this phupho?"
"Your stuff…..and some other stuff."
Her eyes spark with excitement.
"Come on you can check them out and get ready before 7 in the evening. I need to rush out there is so much work to be done." Dilshad leaves in a haste. Zoya starts digging in to her engagement stuff.
Afternoon:
Asad enters the hall which was blooming with shimmering white curtains and the fragrance of the tulips.
"Ammi you need some help?" Asad calls from behind.
Dilshad turns around and gawks at him, "Asad look at you, its only four hours before the function and you are not even ready."
He rolls his eyes.
"I am not a girl ammi, it wont take me more than 15 minutes to get ready."
"Fiiine! But I think we can handle everything here you go and relax."
He shrugs and turns around silently slipping into Zoya's room.
Dilshad notices this from the corner of her eyes and understands what was playing in his mind. She calls out a little louder to Najma.
"Najma?"
"Jii Ammi?"
"Where is Zoya?" She mouths her to say that she is with her sis.
Asad stops midway.
Najma eyes her mom in confusion.
"Aaam…I …aa Zeenat is doing her hair upstairs." She manages to say.
"Oukay fine." Dilshad suppresses her smile.
Asad rolls his eyes still pounding towards her room only. he could easily understand his sister and mother's strategy because he had just been to the first floor a while ago.
Najma breaks up into a laughter as soon as he leaves, where Dlshad shakes her head in disappointment.
"He is too smart for us ammi."
They soon get back to work.
Asad opens the door to Zoya's room without knocking.
"Ahem ahem!" he clears his throat.
Zoya who was trying to fix some ear-ring in her ear standing in front of the mirror turns around to find him leaning against the doors pane. Her heart naturally starts racing and her cheeks take to a crimson red shade.
He smiles to himself blatantly staring at her. She was donned in a beautiful dark jade traditional wear decked with silver embroidery perfectly complementing her complexion.
He slowly starts moving towards her with his eyes fixed n her. She stares back and loses the grip n her ear-ring, which lands in the floor quietly.
As she recollects her senses on the light thud she bends down to pick it up but before she can he does it for her. Both straighten up, he nears her more until they are mere inches away from each other. She could almost feel her breath mixing with his. His dark passionate eyes melted into hers. He deliberately tucks the lose strands of her hair behind her ears. Her stomach spontaneously does cartwheels at his proximity. He then gently fixes the earring in its right place. Zoya impulsively closes her eyes on his touch.
His eyes fix on her lips but he fights back the temptation of reaching out for them.
Zoya slowly opens her eyes to compete with his intense gaze once more. He was literally drinking her up with his deep sharp and steady stare. No, the intensity was too much for her to put up with.
"What are you doing here Mr. Khan?" She manages a nervous whisper.
He beams, "You want me to leave?" and starts tracing his index finger along her jaw line.
"No!" she says abruptly, her face flushes red and she breaks away with the eye-lock embarrassedly. "I mean you should be getting ready now."
Asad chuckles, lifting her chin up so that their eyes level again.
"Why do you do this to me?" he whispers.
"What?" she asks in bewilderment.
"These emotions, these temptations, these desires, they are so not mine."
She smiles. His arms snake around her waist.
"So have you decided to enters the lion's den forever?"
"Yes completely, agreeably and enduringly." She expresses.
He grins.
"Am I really blessed or just lucky to have you in my life?"
"I think both. You are luckily blessed." She says modestly staring down at her hands.
"That's a nice take." He compliments.
"Mr. Khan will you put the same ring in my finger twice?"
"What do you want me to do?"
"I love this one and I don't want to take it off to put another one in its place."
He smiles knowing it wasn't only the ring she was talking about. His place in her life was also permanent and she wont let anyone replace it. It was a promise she was making not only to him but herself too.
They hear someone coming towards the room. Asad turns back to leave. He reaches the doorway and says,
"By the way I was only here because I didn't want any eyes to see my fiance-to-be before me."
He leaves her surprised and awed. She shakes her head.
'These akdus can really turn out to be thrilling.' She laughs at her silly thoughts.
Evening:
Dilshad paces towards Asad, who stood there amidst the guests, waiting for Zoya to come down. His friends excuse themselves s they see Dilshad nearing him.
"She is coming in a while." She informs him, he releases his breath.
"Why are you so tensed?" she teases him.
"I am not." He says irked.
"Nervous may be?"
"Nervous? Come on ammi."
She shrugs, something hits her mind.
"Asad you should have invited your Abu." She says seriously.
He gapes at her, the sudden change of topic didn't please him at all. He avoids tensing his muscles.
"Its just the engagement ammi, his presence doesn't really matter."
"It does matter to the people."
"I have never cared about these people and I still cant." He says a little sternly.
"But when do you wish to inform him?"
"Soon…and don't worry he will be called on the wedding."
"Fine…..finally Zoya is here." Her voice suddenly lifes up. She paces towards the stair case. Asad patiently waits for his happiest moments to accomplish.
Finally Asd slides the band in her finger. The same band he had given her on he birthday, with the same promise of being by her side through thick and thin, this time in front of the entire world.
He firmly grips her hand in his. The excellence of the most cherished moments of life adorning their faces, where thy hearts were captivated by the bliss of the newly formed bond.
Everyone chatted gleefully, celebrating and enjoying.
Asad and Zoya were engrossed in the most beautiful silent conversation, a conversation through eyes, a million promises, commitments, agreements, compromises and bindings. These beautiful memories settled heavily in their minds to be remembered for ever.
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Its almost midnight, the guests were slowly thinning. Siddique marched into the Khan residence, swiftly but firmly. Anger was flashing in his eyes. Of course he was late but was he late enough to turn everything back too? Time would decide that.
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IMPORTANT NOTE:- Guyz Guyz Guyz! there is a request pleeez...when you ppl comment pleaze use Siddique or anything else in place of Ghaffur. i have some personal prob associated with it, wont discuss it here. but please don make it difficult for me. i hope u ppl understand!
P.S. i neverr planned to seperate the 2 but if you guys really want to...we can think on it🤗🤣🤣
And a very warm RAMAZAN MUBARAK to all Muslim buddys out there!
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