FF -Where My Heart Lives Part3- Page22 - Page 15

The crowd stood up for a standing ovation as the show ended with a bang. Sophia was overjoyed. She beamed with pride. Zoya's dress had stole the show.

"Sophia, I would love to meet the designer of the final dress. She has a lot of potential. She would be just apt for the intership programme",Asad said, voicing her thoughts.

"Ya Ya Ofcourse! I will just call her",she said as she went back stage to find Zoya.

Sophia was sure that Zoya had finally managed to impress Mr Khan and she was surely getting the job. Oh How Happy Zoe would be!, she self thought.

She went to the green room, checked the washroom but Zoya was no where to be found.

"Where is this girl!",she said to herself, irritated.

She asked the manager if he had seen her.

"Oh! Ya! I was surprised to see her leave. She seemed to be in a hurry", he said.

"Umm.. I am sorry Mr Khan. I am afraid she has left. Some personal issue",Sophia managed to lie, as she came out.

Asad nodded.

"No Problem. Just tell her to meet me in my office tomorrow",he said. He told his secretary to give Sophia his card so that's she could pass it to the designer. Just then his mobile ranged. He excused himself as he answered the call.

"Hie Bhaijaan!",Ayaan said on the other side.

"Ayaan, I have some work. I'll call you back",he said. He didn't want to keep others waiting.

"Umm.. I don't think the 'work' would be important once you hear what I have got to say",Ayaan answered.

Asad curled his eye brows.

"What is it?"

"Well.. Arz Kiya hai..

Na mili mujhe ladki, Na mili mujhe gaadi

Na mili mujhe ladki, na mili mujhe gaadi

Aur yaha to mere bhai ki hone waali hai shaadi", he completed.

Asad hit his head.

"What rubbish Ayaan! I seriously need to go", Asad begged.

"Well Well! Bhai Jaan! I heard you found a girl for your self",Ayaan teased.

"Ammi told you?"

"Who else"

"She was eager to get me married. I ad to lie to keep her mind off this nikaah track!",he explained.

"Umm.. Bhaijaan?"

"Ya?Is there a problem?"

"Ammi is coming there in a week to meet YOUR GIRL", Ayan finally said.

Asad almost dropped his phone. He looked behind him to see the waiting faces of Sophia and others. He made an excuse of work and went out. He sat in his car and called Ayaan back.

"What are you saying? Are you serious! Ammi is coming here? Why? How? ",Asad asked.

"Don't behave like a megalomaniac. Obviously she doesn't trust you. She wants to see the girl for herself. In short, she is serious about getting you married",Ayaan said with a chuckle.

"Shit! I am a goner! ", Asad buried his head in his hands.

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Zoya was pacing up and down her hostel corridor. She had managed to ruin one of her life saving opportunities . She had not paid her hostel fees. She had had to pay the hospital charges. And now she had herself ruined her chances of getting a job. In short, she was screwed.

Sophia had called her telling her that Mr Asad Ahmed Khan had loved her creation and wanted to meet her. She didn't knew if she should be happy or sad hearing that. Sophia told her to meet him at his office tomorrow at 7 pm.

"Asad? How come you called!", Dilshad chuckled.

"Its not funny. Umm.. H.. how are you?", he asked.

He never knew how to put it straight.

"I am fine dear. How is she?",she asked.

"Who 'she'?", Asad wondered.

"Arey! Your fiancee",Dilshad said.

Asad wanted to bang his head on the wall. He mentally did it.

"S.. She is fine",, he managed to say.

"Tell her, her mother in law wants to meet her soon",Dilshad said with a smile.

Asad knew where she was going. He had to stop her.

"In fact she is even more eager than you. We were planning to come to India to meet you all", Asad said.

Shit! What had he done!

Dilshad was overjoyed.

"Really? I was planning to come there next week Asad. I am so glad you thought of coming here. It has been long you came to India. When are you planning to come then?",she asked him.

"Umm.. N.. next week. Ya next week",Asad blurted out.

He was in a deep mess. How he wished dinosaurs were alive and would eat him up, then and there.

Zoya woke up early that day. She had a whole lot of stuff to do. She had to buy medicines for her mother, amend her scooty, decide what to wear for the meeting with Mr Khan and the most important thing, calm herself down.

Asad took his jacket and went for an early jog. He had managed to lie to his mother for which he hated himself. It was not a lie, it was a huge lie. He would make it up for it later. But right now he had to find a way out of the mess he had created.

Zoya ruffled through her cupboard. There was nothing worth wearing. He was a business tycoon! She couldn't go and meet him in her T's! And she could hardly afford to buy a new dress. She had to make her own dress! She took a black top and a pink skirt to pair it up with. And she got to make her custom dress.

"Mr Asad Ahmed Khan! you better give me that job after all the hard work I am doing just to meet you!", she said to herself.

"Ayaan! You're laughing? I am going nuts here!", Asad said into his Bluetooth.

"Well Bhaijaan, why don't you actually fall in love with a girl? Are you gay!",he asked, trying hard not to giggle.

"What Crap! Why the hell did I call you!", Asad exclaimed.

"Wait Wait Wait", Ayaan said, just as his brother was about to hang up.

"What?"

"Umm.. A week is really less. You know what! Just take a girl with you who can fake it", he said.

"What do you mean?", Asad asked.

"I mean, take a girl who can pose as your fiancee for a month or so", he said.

"You mean.. Buy a girl so that she can be my fake fiance for a month?, Asad asked, petrified.

"Absolutely", his brother replied.

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Yes! That is pure shit! I know! LOL! Sorry! I had to set the stage for their meeting. And if you're smart enough you can see where the story is going ( Only if you're smart though 😆 ) kidding!

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