LET...THE...GAMES...BEGIN! (SS) - Page 2

"Phuphi! Kya hua?"

"Zoya? Tumhe lagta hai ki tum humse chupaogi aur hume pata nahi chale ga?" Phuphi had tears welling up in her eyes the size of the Indian sea! I couldn't bear to see that many tears, the betrayal of Tanveer must have broken her to pieces! She was just gloating about Tanveer this morning and how she would be such an amazing bahu and wife someday. That time I hadn't said anything because I knew that fighting her wouldn't make any difference, but now I had to handle her. I knew she wouldn't have the courage to tell her whole family about this.

"Nahi Phuphi, woh actually na, mujhe, woh, mein sabke samne yeh baat lana chati thi. Because I knew that app log iss pe bahut bharosa karte hain. And Mr. Khan shayad mere khene se nahi mante." I knew that now there was nothing to hide from Phuphi, she already knew. "But promise me Phuphi that app kissi ko bhi yeh baat nahi baatayeinge. Agar puri family, especially Mr. Khan unki 'Tannu' se sunange tabhi manange. Otherwise my plans will be foiled."

"Theek hai Zoya par humari ek condition hai." I nodded reluctantly not aware what was coming my way. "Tumhe Asad ko apni dil ki baat baatane padi gi, warna hum doosri ladki dundne nikal jayenge." Phuphi and blackmail? That was a weird combination but I had no choice but to comply.

"Theek hai Phuphi but what if Mr. Khan reject karde to?"

"To phir jayo aur Asad to thoda romantic mood mein laao! Aur woh bread ke barre mein pooch na mat bhoolna." I was turning crimson red! Now maybe Phuphi might start calling me tamatar. But blushing was not an option right now I had to stay calm and go into Asad's room to find out more.

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As I walked over to his I realized that maybe my love story was finally coming true! Maybe I was finally getting my prince charming. He was a prince charming, he was the man of my dreams!

The man that came to my rescue by giving me shelter, although everyday he told me to go'.

He had fought for me for more times than I could count, although he was the reason I was in the mess'

The man that helped me to wipe my tears, although the tears had come because of his harsh words'.

The man whose love brought me back from the dead! Although the reason I was there was because he didn't listen to me'

Wow! Now that I think about it, he isn't really the perfect prince charming that I have always dreamt of, he was the imperfect akdoo prince charming that perfectly fit into my imperfection! I never really understood why people said the opposites attracted, like how could two people, the opposite of each other be together, but now I get it. They complete each other's imperfections.

Zoya ka Asad' Asad ki Zoya' Just reciting that in my mind gave me goose bumps.

In my fantasy I never realized that I had walked into Asad's room without even knocking.

"Do you mind?" There was a vision in front of me. Asad was sitting on his blue sofa strumming the strings of his guitar, maybe he was going to sing. His eyes were sparkling. Was he teary or was I having illusions?

"Um..not really..I mean sorry I was lost in thought and didn't realize that I had walked in without knocking'Sorry." I didn't really care about anything right now I wanted to know why he was so sad. "What's wrong? Don't you love playing the guitar? Phuphi baata rahi thi ki aap gate bhi bohut aacha hai, aur maine to aapko gaate suna hai. You are REALLY good As..I mean Mr. Khan." I just couldn't get myself to say 'Mr. Khan' the only name I could think of was Asad'Asad and only Asad.

Obviously he had seen my hesitation with the name. I could see a smirk dancing on his lips. But the tears had been long gone, although the sparkle was still there.

"Nai woh I just felt like cleaning the guitar. Actually mein aur Ayaan'" I could the tears creeping up again but I couldn't let him drown in his sorrows, his mood had to up for him to get into the romantic his mother wanted him to be in.

"Yeah! Phuphi ne kaha tha that Ayaan aur aap ne koi bazaar mein gana gaya tha!"

"Haha yeah woh pata nai aise hi hum uppar stage par chale gaye the."

"As'I mean Mr. Khan! Aa..aap hasse! You laughed Mr.Khan! "

His smile died down a little bit at the compliment but it hadn't vanished completely, maybe he just felt like being happy today.

"Haan'woh'aap ko koi kam tha Ms. Farooqui?" And he's back. Akdoo Ahmed Khan. But I couldn't let him come back.

"So when you guys preformed, sari ladkiyaan to pagal ho gayi hogi!"

His face started to glow again and the smirk was back, maybe he was onto me, shit! I slipped!

" Woh Ayaan ko shayad kaafi girlfriends mil gayi thi."

"Aur aapko?" The topic that made me blush a little. "Aap to itne bhure bhi nahi dikte..toh aapne kabhi aapke dil ka kaha kyun nahi mana? "

I could see he was surprised by this question but not as much as I would have thought, he seemed like he expected that question. Maybe he was asked this question just way too much to be bothered about it anymore.

"Aaisi koi baat nahi, woh aasi koi mili hi nahi jo sayad mujhe samaj sakti hai. I know ki main perfect nahi but aami ke liye toh sirf perfect bahu aaye gi iss ghar mein. "

"That means ke aap kabhi pyaar ke liya nikaah nahi karenge? What if you fall in love?"

That really did put him in thought, because I could see some creases forming on his forehead. Maybe he knew where I was getting at, maybe he had fallen in love.

"Shayad dono ho sakte hai, shayad mera pyaar hi aami aur mere liya perfect ho sakti hai." Wow! That was an answer I wasn't expecting maybe he wanted to say something but his brain was taking over his heart restricting him from telling me.

"Have you found someone like that? Kya aap ko pyaar ho gaya hai As'I mean.."

"Agar aap ko yaad nahi rehta toh aap Asad keh sakti haan I have no problem." He had cut me off which had pissed me off, but to say this I had been surprised.

"Waise Asad aap bhi mujhe Zoya keh sakte hai. Anyways as I was saying Kya aap ko pyaar ho gaya hai?"

Maybe he had tried to avoid this question too much but now I had to make sure that he loved me too. Okay maybe I myself wasn't ready to say my feelings but he was the man in the relationship so he would have to make the first move.

Instead of answering my question he got up and put the guitar away neatly, and walked over to his closet. Maybe he wasn't ready, but I want ready to give up.

"Asad aap ne mere question ka answer nahi diya'" Before I could finish my question I saw some gold object come out of the drawer he had opened, I couldn't tell what it was so I got up and went for a closer look. The closer I went the more confused I was'when?...how?...why?

The gold object was something I had seen every day for my whole life, except for the last couple of months. I hadn't imagined that I would ever get it back, but I had no idea that my most loved object was safe with my most loved man. I hadn't realized that..that there were tears streaming down my face until Asad rose his hands and attempted to wipe them.

"As..As.." Before I knew it I was bawling in Asad's arms. His arms were securely locked around my waist. Slowly I could feel one of his strong arms slowly run up to my hair and started stroking from the top of my head to the end of my hair. Slowly I could feel my own hands rise to his strong back.

"Shh..Shh..Zoya" That was the first time I had heard him use my name.

"Asad. This is the first time you have called me by my name. It sounds like sirf aap ke liya yeh naam bana ho. Kya aap ek baar aur keh sakte hai please?" I managed to say.

"Zoya, Zoya, Zoya" He had taken his time to sound out every letter in name. It sounded like heaven to me. Now that I had stopped crying I looked up to see the most beautiful light brown orbs staring down at me. They had tears in them too. Asad was crying too! But why was he crying?

"Kya hua? Aap..aap row kyun? Kya hua?"

I guess he hadn't realized he was crying because he stopped stroking and put his fingers to his cheeks to double check. When he met his tears, he quickly wiped them and gave out a little laugh.

"Lagta hai shayad aap ke rone ke aadat mujhe aa rahi hai."

"Asad?"

"Jee Zoya?" Aah I couldn't stop admiring the way he said my name.

"Aapne mera jhumka? Kyun? Kab?" He let out a sigh. I guess he knew it was coming.

"Woh yaad hai jab aapka nikah almost ho gaya tha?" He didn't wait for me to answer. He probably already knew that, that day was not one I would forget. "Well uss din shayad yeh gir gaay thi, aur mere blazer ke cuff me aatak gaya tha." He said holding up the earring. "Mujhe pata hai key yeh aap ke aami ki nishani hai parr.."

"Aap ko kuch bhi kehne ki zarrorat nahi, woh aapki aankein sab baata detein hai." I said with a little smile. And next thing I knew I was caught in another bear hug full of some much love, I couldn't hold back the tears. And they started flowing out again.

When I looked up I saw that even he was in tears. "Hahah Aap kyun row rahe hain?" I asked again to get a proper answer this time.

"Hahah, woh shayad humara pyaar itna paakh hai ke meri aankein nam ho jati hai." Woah!! What was that?!

"Asad? What did you say? Aap ne abhi abhi kya kaha?" He probably thought I wouldn't catch it but I had and I saw his eyes lower a little bit. "Asad?" I called again after a while.

"Haan woh Zoya." I could hear a little laughter rumbling in his chest. "Jab pehle aapko maine dekha tha ara mein toh meri aankein aise hi nam ho gayi thi. Aap dulhan ke wes mein thi aur ussi pal se mujhe pata chale gaya ke.." And he lowered his eyes again. "Ke aap humari iss imperfect life mein ek perfect fit hai. Iss liya hum aap se beintehaan mohho.." Before he could finish I had captured his lips with mine. I had always wondered how his soft lips would feel like against mine, and now that they were against mine I could say that they felt like heaven! I could die right this moment, without any regrets. I had everything and more. I had Asad.

"Hum bhi aapse BEINTEHAAN mohhobaat karte hain." I finished as I pulled myself back a little bit to look at his face. But before I could see his face he had pulled me again for another kiss, but this time it was full of passion and love. Asad and Zoya's love and Passion. As we both pulled back for air he said the words that meant more the I Love You for me.

"Asad ki Zoya aur Zoya ka Asad'" He said with the most beautiful smile I have ever seen, the smile that made me go weak at my knees, he had to grab hold of me before I fell to my knees. "Qubool hai aapko Zoya?" he said finishing his sentence.

I let out a deep sigh and let the tears flow. Asad was trying to wipe them away but before he could finishing wiping, they got replaced with more tears.

"Araz kiya hai! Kabse is sawal ka intezar tha, Kabse Qubool Hai kehne ko bekarar the, jab aapne puch hi liya hai to kehdete hai, ke Qubool hai, Qubool hai , Qubool hai. I know it doesn't rhyme but I cant think of anything better right now." I said with a grin so wide I could feel my lips cracking. And I heard him take a deep sigh of relief. Giving me a grin that was maybe wider than mine, if that was possible showing for the first time that he had DIMPLES!

"Asad! Aapko bhi? Dimples? Aapne kabhi baataya nahi?"

"Haan woh. Main sirf special people ke samne aise hasta hoon, aur tum to special se bhi special ho."

And I was pulled in again for another sensuous kiss but we stopped abruptly as we heard the door open, and walking in came a smiling mother.

Hehe yeah I know, I always end with the Phuphi entering but I really wanted to continue the story to show Tanveer's confrontation with the family's wrath. (Hint, Hint). But I didn't want to ruin the lovey dovey feeling that you (hopefully) have right now. Honestly though I have never in my life written a romantic moment so hopefully it met some of your standards. But I know that I is nothing compared to some of the amazingness that all the writers write on IF. So a salute to all you amazing writers! And so don't forget to comment!! 😃