New update! -The Other Confession OS- Part-1,2,3.

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Very nice. Continue soon. PM me pls if you can
Zoya is doing some emotional atyaachaar purposefully I guess. Poor Mr Khan

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Hey people! Thank You for a wonderful response. Well, part two of the OS,which i had already planned,needs to be epic,so it'll take time. But till then,i wrote this small part for continuity purposes. And also because you people wanted an update asap. So here you go. The 2 other parts will be up soon. Till then enjoy this! And do tell me if its worth it! 😊 Happy reading!

Asad felt clueless. Zoya had just left his room,leaving him heart broken. And utterly baffled. Pacing up and down the entire length of his room,he grilled himself with uncomfortable questions.When did things become so complicated? When did Zoya become so complicated? She was this simple girl,who smiled and laughed with the world. When did all that change? Then something hit him- something he begged not to be true. Did he have any hand in changing her? Wait.. Did his actions change her sense of being? Did he hurt her so much that the very essence of Zoya now remains just a memory? No way.. Gawd, Zoya,you let ME affect you so much? Me,out of all the people in the world? Are you crazy? You took me seriously,out of everyone? Someone who can hardly string two words together when you are around?

Zoya sat there,on her bed. He shouldnt think that am still reconsidering my decision. So she got up and turned off the lights. And then again sat there in her room,the room that wont be hers from tomorrow onwards. Why, Mr Khan? Why did you have to be so ruthless? I get it,i get it Mr Khan that life has given you some unpleasant
memories,i know that you have seen a lot of pain. But nothing,Mr khan,i daresay,nothing can ever justify your conceited behavior. Doing anything you want,without even considering the feelings of someone else. Even her tears did not matter to him. Inhuman. Muttering that she tossed herself on the bed,and argued herself to sleep.

Asad made a faint attempt to walk upto her room but had seen the lights go off almost immediately. Shit. No. Zoya,please. I dont need another night just thinking about you.. Another night of going over ' what ifs'. It was getting unbearable now. Somehow,reminding himself again and again,about the trouble she is,he closed his eyes for the night.

Asad went to office early. Firstly,he couldnt sleep much and secondly he needed to get away from Zoya to be able to think. Seriously,when was the last time his brain functioned when she was around? Long time back Asad,long long time ago. He needed to get away to devise a plan to make her stay. He cant play with her feelings anymore. She had had enough.And in any case,if she tried to make an quick escape,Ammi will call him and his office falls in the same direction as the airport. So no worries there. He will stop her. One way or the other. God,Asad,just look how desperate you sound. Geez.

It was almost afternoon and Asad was getting ready for lunch when suddenly Najma called. But before he could even say the formal 'hello',he heard his sister sobbing at the end of the line.

" Tamatar?" He said,scared. " kya hua? Tum thik toh ho?"

" Haan Bhaijaan. But Woh Zoya" she couldnt finish. Asad intervened.

"Kya hua Zoya ko?" he felt his pulse rising.

"Woh phir jaane ki baat kar rahi hai. Woh shower karne gayi hai aur i think baahar aakar hi woh aj raat ki hi

ticket book karwangi"

" Aj raat ki?" Maybe she did hate him. To torture him like this. Go away then,Zoya.

" Haan. Aap kuch kijiye na"

" Main kya kar sakta hoon.. Agar unhone apna decision lehi liya hai.. Toh.." Dejection was piercing Asad.

For a moment the line went silent. Asad repeated his words.

" Najma?"

" Yeh sab aapki galti hai Bhaijaan"

Asad was shocked. His baby sister was no longer crying. She was angry. Very angry. Never has Najma spoken in that kind of tone with him. She can barely look him in the eye. But now,maybe her love for Zoya meant more to her than her respect for her bhaijaaan.

" Tamatar.." Asad tried to pacify her but to no avail.

" Bhai, Agar aap woh Sagai wali cheez ko drama nahi kehte,agar asli main aapne sagai karli hoti toh yeh sab nahi hota"

"Najma.."

" Zoya kare bhi toh kya karein,bhaijaan. Do teen din mein toh mr. Bhata.. Bhatu"

" Bhatawdekar" Asad chimed in.

"Haan Mr. Bhattu ko toh paatai chal jata ki sagai jhoothi thi,phirse. Aur woh Zoya ko leke chale jate. Toh woh khud e ja rahi"

" Dekho Najma.."

" Mujhe Kuch nahi dekhna bhaijaan!" Najma squealed.
Asad's hand engulfed his face. Not his sister too.

" Aap ki galti ki wajah se woh ja rahi hai. Main aapse keh deti hoon bhaijaan,Agar Zoya chali gayi na,toh main aapse.." She paused and took a deep breath " kabhi baat nahi karoongi!"

" Tamatar.."

Thud. Najma hung up. Now he has pissed off two women at the same time. Great Asad. Just Great.

He needed to do something fast. How do i stop her from booking tonight's tickets? how? Oh crap. I need to call her now.

Asad picked up his phone and dialled her number. When did he memorise it? It was probably during all those times he was just staring at it while unable to tell her about his feelings.

Yes! its not engaged! Maybe she hadnt yet called for the tickets! Or was he too late?!

"Kya hai?"

Asad melted. For a moment he couldnt speak.That voice,even though it was pretty rude,was still the voice that made his world a better place.

" Hello? HELLO? MR KHAN?"

" Miss farooqui.. " he hurried while almost stammering " kya aap shower se nikal gayi hai? "

WHAT!! WHAT THE HELL ASAD?!! NOW WHY DID YOU HAVE TO ASK HER THAT?!

" KYA??"

"Mera mat.. " but he was too late.

" ALLAH MIYAN!! WHATS WRONG WITH YOU MR KHAN?!! MAIN SHOWER MEIN KAB JATI HOON, KAB NIKALTI HOON, ISSE AAPKO KYA?"

" Miss farooqui..aap mujhe.."

" AB MERE SHOWER JAANE SE BHI AAPKO PROBLEM HAI? WAIT A SECOND. Aapko kaise pata main shower mein thi?"

Oh no.

" MR KHAN?!! kya aap meri jasoosi kar rahein hain?"

Here we go again.

" Allah miyan! Main chali jaayoongi Mr khan! Iske liye mere peeche jasoos lage ni zaroorat nahi thi!"

"Dekhiye.."

" Main kya dekhoon Mr Khan? Aap ki itni upar tak pauch hai mujhe pata nahi tha! Main kab ja rahi hoon is cheez ki pal pal ki update dene ke liye aapne apne secret agents ke department se mere peeche ek jasoos laga diya?! Aapse main kya kahoon !! Mr khan,agar mein nahi gayi.."

Wait. Did he hear that right? Asad beamed.

".. tab toh aap mujhe chhodenge nahi"

Huh?

" Khabar rakhne ke liye jasoos.. agar main nahin gayi toh phir aapto mujhe maar ne ke liyei kisiko bhej denge! "

What the hell?!

" Aur mere ghuzhar jaane ke baad aap mujhe phone karkei poochenge ' Miss Farooqui,aap ghuzhar gayi hai kya ? Yeh news Confirmed hai?' "

Asad balled his fists. What nonsense is this.

" Mere ghuzhar jaane se aapko kitni khushi hogi na Mr khan? "

"ZOYA!"

Zoya heard the scream loud and clear. She stopped. She knew she had said too much.

Asad refused to acknowledge his own intensity. How dare she? How dare she talk about her death so easily? How dare she forget about them in Mangalpur? How dare she forget what happened to her? How dare she forget what happened to him? How dare she forget about him holding unto her,desperately,awaiting some kinda response from her cold and still body? How dare she forget the tears that fell on her cheeks and forehead while he cried his heart out when her heart wasnt beating against his anymore? How dare she forget how he took care of her? How dare she forget that for those three days they were not only literally handcuffed together but also bound by the thread of destiny? How dare she? HOW DARE YOU ZOYA?

" Mr khan.."

" Miss farooqui,mujhe Najma ne baataya ke aap shower mein thi. Aur yeh bhi baataya ki aap bahar aakar e tickets book karwane wali hai"

"Haan..woh.." Asad did not let her finish.

"Maine aapko ishilye phone kiya,yeh baatane ke liye ki,aapko tickets book karne ki zaroorat nahi hai"

Wait,will he ask me to...

" Maine already book karwali hai. But Ticket kal raat ki hai. I hope aapko koi problem nahi hai Miss farooqui"

Zoya stood there,in disbelief. I was just starting to forgive you,Mr khan. But Am a such a fool.

" Thik hai.."

Asad disconnected the call. He couldnt speak to her anymore. Anger took a hold over him. But he needed to have her in his life for one more day. He couldnt deny his heart this one tiny request. Hence the lie about the ticket. He knew he was incapable of doing something about his heart,but he knew Zoya could. Oh, Zoya could do everything to his heart. So he pinned all his hopes on her. One last hope. I just gave you time,think this through. If you still want to leave,then do. I wont stop you. Not after what you just said. Not after you let me know that Mangalpur meant nothing to you. Go away if you have to. I simply have nothing to say to you. You gave me the ring back. Fine. Someday i am sure, you'll throw away my heart too. Just like you did right now.

Zoya stared at phone for a while after the call was very much over. I was going on and on about my death,and all he managed was 'Zoya'. Wait,that wasnt some kind of reaction to my words. He couldnt care less about my words.He only screamed at me because i wasnt listening to him.The self-centred person that he is. Mangalpur meant nothing to him. Her life meant nothing to him.Everything that he had done then was just like their engagement- all a drama. She sighed. Zoya,looks like your flight is tomorrow,courtesy Mr khan. Great. Its time to finish packing then.

Thank you! Like it if you liked it! 😊

Next part- page 8.

Edited by MishkaForever - 12 years ago