Asya SS ~ Tu Jahan Main Wahan! THREAD 1 (chapter 1-9) - Page 12

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Part 3 –

Zoya woke up as sunlight kissed her cheeks. She stretched a little and looked around. She sat up straight as the events of yesterday and last night sank in. She had managed to somehow get inside the house, now she would start her plan of searching for information about her abbu. The first thing she had to do was search for the photo frame and for that she'll have to search everyone's room.

She didn't like doing it, she felt like a criminal and felt guilty for lying to everyone, not that she hadn't lied before but this wasn't just lying. It was betraying their trust. But she had no other option! If she wanted to know anything about her abbu then this was it. She went inside the bathroom to freshen up.

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Asad woke up when the alarm went off. He groaned in frustration and covered his head with the duvet. He had hardly slept that night, the reason being he was in pain. No, not because Zoya had left his home temporarily but he was in pain because while climbing down the pipe he miscalculated the height and fell down with so much force that his back had been throbbing all night and he couldn't sleep. Even after taking a pain killer the pain refused to subside. Somehow he had managed to sleep only to be woken up by the damn alarm clock.

He kicked away the cover when he heard Dilshad call him for breakfast.

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"Good morning!" Zoya greeted everyone on the dining table. She was wearing a pink anarkali dress and only she knew how uncomfortable she was. Her new avatar credit definitely went to Tanveer. She wondered how Tanveer managed to walk around in those yards of clothing, she was having great difficulty handling the dress.

She just wanted to find her abbu as soon as possible so that she could go back to her home and back to her old lifestyle.

She had been in the Siddhiqui villa for just one day but she was already missing her phupi, Najma and as much as would hate to admit it but she was also missing Asad.

She missed setting up the table as per his OCD, she missed him pointing out those microscopic spots of dust that she would miss while cleaning the table and she missed him yelling 'Ms Farooqui' whenever she irritated him. Oh, how much she loved irritating her jahapanah six packs.

"How are you feeling now beta?" Shireen asked her.

"I'm fine phupi." She smiled at her.

Rashid and Ayaan stared at Zoya when she addressed Shireen as 'phupi'. Rashid was happy to know she was not uncomfortable here. He just hoped she finished her task soon before Razia tried to harm her in any way. He didn't like the way Razia shot daggers at her. Something was definitely up in the mind of that evil witch and he would try to find out.

Khudanakhasta if anything happened to Zoya then not only Asad would get another reason to hate him more than he already did but also he would not be able to live with the guilt that his dost was in danger in his house and he couldn't do anything.

The breakfast was a quite affair and Zoya was getting increasingly restless, she didn't have the habit of keeping quiet for more than two minutes but she had to keep quiet now. She already knew the consequences of her big mouth. If she blurted out anything she wasn't supposed to, then she might fall in trouble.

She noticed Razia fussing over Ayaan, she thought maybe she liked taking care of him. Razia gestured something to him but Ayaan conveniently ignored her and resumed eating. Zoya found Ayaan's behavior towards Razia very odd and rude.

She would talk to him later, now she just wanted to concentrate on the breakfast, she was famished and she wouldn't be able to complete her mission with an empty stomach.

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The Khan household had returned back to it's former state silent and empty. There was no laughter, the breakfast was dull and boring. Everyone had become so accustomed to Zoya's chirpiness and jovial nature that they had lost the habit of living in silence. Asad too felt uncomfortable, he didn't feel the peace and calm he was expecting when Zoya had left. He kept glancing at the seat next to him thinking that she'd magically appear there.

Dilshad was in the kitchen preparing tea and Tanveer was helping her.

"Tanveer the sugar got over can you pass me the other box of sugar. It's in that shelf." She pointed at the shelf. Tanveer tried searching for it but she couldn't find it.

"Khala where is it?"

"Ask Zoya she knows where it is." Dilshad replied without thinking.

Asad and Najma turned to look at her.

"Looks like everyone is missing her." Asad thought.

"Khala, Zoya is not here, remember?" Tanveer said irritated but changed her tone to sound a little polite.

The smile on dilshad's face vanished.

"Ya I forgot! I want her to come quickly. This house is not home without her." She said dejectedly.

Tanveer gritted her teeth and clutched her dupatta furiously. She couldn't care less about that Zoya and Razia. Now that Zoya was out of the house temporarily she would start her plans of coming closer to Asad. She would see to it that Zoya would soon be out of the house permanently.

Her main motive right now was to marry Asad and use his power as a tool to show the so called khandani people her status in society.

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Zoya walked past humaira's room, she stopped midway and took a few steps back. She saw Humaira staring at the laptop screen lovingly with tears in her eyes.

"Humaira kya hua?" she walked inside. Humaira immediately wiped her tears and closed the laptop.

"Nothing baji." She smiled.

"Hmm! I know something is wrong but if you don't want to tell me then it's fine."

"No baji, everything is fine." She assured her but her eyes were telling a different story.

"Ok forget that, tell me do you know who am I?" Zoya asked excitedly.

Humaira looked at her with confusion. She had no idea what was she talking about. She looked at humaira's puzzled face and decided to just tell her.

"I'm that person who helped you in the fashion show that day."

Humaira recollected that scene when a girl dressed in a burkha had helped her in getting over her stage fright.

"Aap wahi ho?" she asked and Zoya nodded.

Humaira hugged and tightly and said, "Thank you so much for helping me that day. I couldn't have walked on the ramp if it wasn't for you."

"Come on Humaira it was because of your efforts." Zoya then remembered Ayaan once talking about Humaira and that he thinks she might have feelings for him. She decided to ask her.

"Tell me one thing. You love Ayaan right?" she cupped and her face and looked into her eyes.

Humaira didn't want anyone to know about it but something in Zoya's eyes made her feel comfortable around her, she wanted to share all her secrets with her.

She looked at the ground and nodded.

"Yeh to acchi baat hai."

"But he treats me as a friend. Only as a friend." Her eyes became misty again.

"I know that Humaira, but I'm sure that even he has feelings for you which he himself doesn't know." She tried to make her understand.

"How do you know that?"

"Arrey I've seen almost all romantic chick-flicks. I can see the signs." She said making Humaira giggle.

"Don't worry Humaira, I'm here and we will make him realize his love for you." She placed a hand on humaira's shoulder and wiped her tears with her other hand. Humaira placed her head on Zoya's shoulder and said,

"How can I ever thank you enough?"

"By not saying thank you every again. You are like my little sister and how can I not help my sister." She patted her head.

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The pain in his back was picking up strength so he decided to take another pain killer. He stood up and winced a little.

"Kya hua jammy?" Tanveer asked in her sickly sweet voice.

"Kucch nahi." He started moving towards his room.

"Aise kaise kucch nahi? You look like you are in pain."

God why wouldn't she just let it go! Asad thought.

"Asad beta what happened?" Dilshad asked worried.

"I slipped last night in the bathroom, that's it, nothing serious." Saying that he went inside his room.

Tanveer thought of it as the perfect moment to get closer to him. She went inside his room to see him sitting on the couch with his head buried in his hands. She went and sat beside him.

Asad felt the couch dip beside him and he groaned. He just wanted to be left alone. Was it so difficult to process!

"Bohot dard ho raha hai jammy?" she pretended to be worried.

"Tanveer I said I'm fine."

"I know you very well and I know that you are not fine. Here let me see." She smirked and placed her hand on his back gently massaging it.

Asad felt uncomfortable under her touch, he made a face and cringed away from her.

"Tanveer if you know me 'very well' then just let. Me. Be!" he clarified each and every word.

Tanveer stomped out of the room. She realized it would be very difficult for her to take zoya's place. She needed to think of a plan to impress Asad and she needed to think fast!

A/N – heres the next part! It's short, it's boring and not one of my best work but this part is just as important as other parts as this SS is not just about AsYa! It's about the gudiya factory raaz! So don't start bashing if you read about RazVeer and kala jadoo!

I would like to read ur comments! Constructive criticism is welcomed! Not proof-read it so sorry for the errors!

Next update might be a lil' late as I've got 7 other OS n SS to type!

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