My name is Zoya Farooqui Part 2 Pg 4 - Page 2

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I loved your previous OS & I love this too. You're a brilliant writer! Looking forward to the next update, continue soon .

Very beautifully written. Liked it very much. Please do continue.

Originally posted by: Laila2009

You are an excellent writer - you have the ability to show us what is happening in your words not just tell us. So keep it up. I want more.

Oh, that is so sweet of you. I am no writer. I write it for fun, without much thought to the plot or anything like that. Whim of the moment. Thanks for being so kind.

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You write really well 👏 This was so good.

This is a short update - Part 2

Part – 2

There she was on the floor kneeling and praying. "She looks like an angel" he thought. What bothered him was why was she praying at that hour? He decided to leave the box of gift on the dresser next to the mirror and leave. When he was about to close the door, he heard a muffled sobbing noise. That made him put his head back into the room. Zoya had turned her head towards her side thereby facing the door. Her eyes were still closed and tears were flowing on her cheek like a broken faucet. Asad couldn't believe it. "Why was she crying? What had happened to her? Was she hurt or did someone say something to her?" He couldn't fathom. He didn't want to disturb her prayer so he slowly and silently closed the door and went back to his room. He tried to think why she would be crying but couldn't come to any conclusion. He went to change and by the time he came out of the washroom, he saw that his room door was slightly open. He was wondering who had come in and when he closed the door and turned around, he saw a huge box which was laid on his bed. He was curious and went to look at the box. He understood where the box came from – from Zoya. In that box laid neatly was every single gift that she had received that evening. It had clothes, jewellery and a separate bag with a sticky note attached.

The sticky note read – "Mr.Khan, I have kept everything that was given to me as your dulhan's gifts tonight. Please keep them safe for your real bride. This bag has those dresses that Phupi gave me to wear for all these functions. I don't really know what to do with them, so here they are. I hope they fit your real bride in case you want to give them to her. – Zoya."

Asad was furious. "What does she think of herself? How dare she give back all the gifts? Let me go ask her and give her back everything" - he thought and when he was about to turn and go towards the door, he saw someone in the garden. There she was staring at the stars which meant only one thing – she is upset and trying to have a silent conversation with her Ammi. He decided to let her have her moment. "I'll deal with her in the morning" he thought and got ready for bed.

Early in the morning,

"Asad, utho beta. Dekho Zoya apne room mein nahin hain. You did tell her to get ready early in the morning right? We have to go to the mazaar and she is not in her room" Dilshaad came barging into Asad's room.

"What? Where would she go so early in the morning? " Asad asked. "Did she run away from his home?" he thought and was feared for a second. He rushed to her room to see that her belongings were in fact in her room and the bed looked so neat that he figured she never slept in it last night. "Yeh ladki mujhe pagal kardegi. Kidhar gayi" he thought. And all of a sudden it hit him – the garden. He ran towards the garden to see Zoya laying on the bench. Dilshaad who followed him said "Ya Allah, yeh zoya idhar kyun so rahi hain? Kitni thand thi raat mein. Kahin tabiyat kharab na hojayen. Zoya beta, utho" and when Dilshaad touched Zoya, she was burning with fever. "Asad, ise to bhukar hain. Chalo andar leke jao mein doctor ko phone karti hoon" with that Dilshaad rushed inside the house. Asad picked Zoya up and for some reason, he was feeling guilty. He should have talked to her last night and if he had, this probably wouldn't have happened. He carried her inside to her room and laid her gently on the bed and covered her with a blanket.

Dilshaad brought a bowl full of cold water and few towels. She started placing a wet towel on Zoya's forehead. Soon, Zoya stirred and she started mumbling something in her sleep. Asad got really worried what this girl might say and in case it bothered his Ammi. He told Dilshaad to make a cup of coffee for him and he would take care of Zoya. Dilshaad was so proud of her son for being so caring towards Zoya and she got up to leave the room. As she was about to reach the door, she heard Zoya say "Mujhse aur jhoot bola nahin jaata Mr.Khan. Mein bhi in rasmonki bahut kadar karti hun. Mujhe nahin karna yeh sab drama. Mein, aapi aur jeeju ko kya muh dikhaongi ab? " followed by sobbing. Asad didn't know what to do and Dilshaad turned around and came back to Zoya's bedside. Zoya was still mumbling something incoherently in between sobs. Dilshaad who had tears in her eyes turned towards Asad and asked "Yeh sab kya hain Asad?"

Thanks for reading. Let me know how you are liking the direction so far? If it is boring, feel free to say that too.

Oh snap!! Someones in troublee!!! Update soon =)

ohhh i love dis part. Cont soon

Good that Dilshad momma came to know everything already. Let's see how Asad gets over with this. And can we have part 3 today? D;