Hi guys! Yesterday I'd left the story at a cliff hanger and I'm back with part 2 now, i know u guys must have been irritated at the fact that Asad suddenly started shouting at Zoya, but he'll make it up to her. By the way there's and important note at the bottom, please read it. So here goes part 2:
Part 2:
He just stood there for a minute, when he suddenly heard something smash on the floor. He banged the door and and my screamed, "ZOYA!!!" He burst the door open and so an unconscious Zoya lying on the floor. He rushed over to her and picked her up. He made her lie down and sprinkled some water on her face. She slightly flinched, but did not open her eyes. He bent over and kissed her forehead, he whispered in her ears, "I'm sorry." He called the doctor up to check on her. After a while the doctor arrived and examined her, "Mr. Khan, she passed out due to sudden shock. I've given her an injection and she'll be up in an hour or so. After she gets up, give her something to eat and make sure she avoids any kind of stress." Asad sighed in relief, the doctor bid him goodbye and left. Asad sat down beside Zoya and stroked her hair, he brought her hand up to his lips and kissed them and whispered in her ear again, "I'm sorry, Zoya."
?Zoya woke up and found Asad staring at her intensely, grasping one of her hands tightly. She noticed that his eyes were red from crying. She felt a little sorry for him, but at the same time she was intensely hurt. She pulled herself out of Asad's grasp and got up to go, but stumbled. Asad caught her and made her sit back down. He caressed her face and tried to speak to her, "Zoya, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" He was cut short by Zoya, "I don't care about what you meant, Mr. Khan. One minute, you're all nice to me and the next minute you're screaming at me, God knows what for. Who do you think you are? Who gave you the right to insult me? Well, let me tell you this. I thought you were changing a little, from that stone hearted, selfish man to a nicer person, you proved me wrong and I'm glad, because at least that's out of the way. Asad Ahmed Khan -the arrogant business man. That is who you are and I'm quite sure you're happy with that title, because every time someone changes their opinion about you, you do something to reverse that. Isn't that right Mr. Khan? Also, if you're problem is that you don't want to get married to this musibat and change your perfect life into hell, that's totally fine. There, I've saved you the trouble of asking and you can have your stupid ring back, because it was nakli anyway." Zoya had now burst into tears and was tugging away at the ring. Asad looked shocked, he didn't expect her to react like that. He pulled her hand away, to stop her from tugging at the ring, he was in between tears now, he screamed at her, "Zoya, have you gone mad?!" She retorted back, "Yes, I've gone mad! Now, if you don't have a problem can you please leave me ?alone??" "I'm not leaving until you forgive me.", he shouted back. Zoya retorted back, "Then you can sit here all your life!" Asad caught her by her arms, she struggled but he held her firmly. He pulled her closer and hugged her tightly, "I'm sorry, I won't hurt you again." She struggled against him and angrily snapped back at him, "I've heard that enough times, to stop believing you." He still had her in his arms and refused to let her go, he pulled himself back a little and kissed her wet cheek, frustrating her all the more. "The doctor said that you shouldn't stress yourself.", said Asad. She was still struggling, trapped in his strong arms, "I don't care what the doctor said! Now, let me GO!!!" She started hitting his chest, getting extremely frustrated. She started crying even harder, Asad couldn't help but smile at her childish behavior, he kissed her head and spoke, "I'm not killing you, stop crying!" She started struggling really hard against him, that Asad lost balance and fell flat on her bed, with Zoya on top of him, their eyes locked, but Zoya started struggling again. Asad rolled over, so that he was on top of her, "I thought I said sorry." Zoya's face was streaming with tears, "I don't care! Just because you said sorry, it doesn't mean I have to forgive you, now leave me!" Asad knew use trying to reason with her, but still he wasn't going to let her win this one. He grabbed her by her waist and grasped it tightly, Zoya looked startled. She tried to remove his hand, but he held on firmly. He started leaning in slowly, making her heart beat get erratic by every second. She felt his breath touching her face, she tried to push him by his chest, but that just stopped him from getting closer. "I'm not gonna let you win this one, Zoya. You always win, so its my turn now, for a change." He removed her hands from his chest and leaned in closer. Zoya rolled to her side, but Asad bent over and kissed her cheek and worked his way down to her neck, before he removed himself. He looked at her triumphantly, as he'd finally he's shut her off and also she'd stopped her crying. He took his hands of her waist and wiped her soaking wet face, with the edge of his kurta sleeve. Zoya was staring at him, trying to think of something to say again. Asad rolled over again, so that she was on top of him, "Zoya, please. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you purposefully." Zoya stared at him for a little longer and started to tear up again, "Mr. Khan, you don't know how much you hurt me, because nobody ever insults you the way you insult me. You don't have any contact with Mr. Rashid Ahmed Khan, or the Siddiquis, because they they insulted your Ammi. You insult me and my parents day and night and you expect me to forgive you. How is that fair? If I'd wanted, I could have walked out of here, a long time before, when you insulted me first, but I didn't. You can't even take one insult upon yourself, or phoopi, but insulting me and my dead parents seems to have become your favorite hobby now and also, you expect me to forgive you every time. Your abbu is trying to make you forgive him, but did you? So, why do you expect me to forgive you? It works the same way for everyone. So please, I'm begging you, please leave me alone." With that, she pulled herself away from him and he let her, but he didn't leave. He got up and tried to touch her cheek, but she pulled herself away. He started pleading to her now, "Zoya ?please?, I'm sorry." Zoya got angry now, "How many times do I have to tell you to leave me alone?! Fine! You stay here, I'm going!" She was nearly out of her room, but Asad caught her by the edge of her sleeve and tugged a little to hard, that it ripped off. What he saw, made him gasp. He stared at her scars in utter shock, no wonder she always wore full sleeves. He looked into her teary eyes and an understanding passed through him. Zoya was about to run off, but he caught her and flung her back into his arms. Zoya grabbed his collar and buried her face into his chest and cried. He picked her up and put her on the bed gently. Zoya still had her her face buried in Asad's chest. Asad stroked her hair and rocked her gently. He touched her scars gently and ran his fingers over them. He spoke to her gently, "Zoya, you don't need to be ashamed of these scars." Zoya stiffened and pulled herself away from, "Mr. Khan, if you're just feeling sorry for me, you might as well leave me alone. I don't run around and ask people for their sympathy." Asad hushed her and pulled her back into his arms, "I'm not showing you sympathy. These scars symbolize your courage, you left your past behind and lived with what you had. You've had no parents from since you were two years old, to teach you what is right and what is wrong, but still you grew up to be a beautiful person, with a beautiful heart, with just your aapi and jiju. A while ago, I said that you're a person to be ashamed of, but I said that out pure anger. You're parents would be proud of you to see you now, you always try to help others, without thinking of what you'll get into. How could you be a person to be ashamed of? You're the most selfless person, I've ever met. I feel like I'm the luckiest man in the whole world to get you. I would marry you right now, if you wanted me too." Zoya blushed a little, hearing his last sentence. Asad noticed this and decided to bring her out of the serious mood, because the words serious and Zoya, just doesn't mix. He started to tease her, "Although, I have to admit this, you are a big musibat. You can attract trouble from any corner of the world." Zoya smiled a little against his chest, she pulled herself away and looked at him with teary eyes. She did something which surprised Asad like hell, she leaned forward and kissed him on his cheek. When she withdrew herself, she saw Asad looking at her with his extremely rare dimple wala smile. He had a triumphant glint in his eyes, he looked straight into her almond shaped eyes and spoke, "So I take it that you're not angry with me anymore, because you just kissed me?" Zoya blushed and pounced straight back into his chest and hugged him tight, he welcomed her openly and then he whispered into her ears, "Zoya Farooqui just lost a battle, for the first time and that too against me." Zoya perked up hearing this and pulled away and started ranting again, "No I didn't! How did I lose? Just because I kissed you once and that too on your cheek, doesn't mean I'm not angry with you!" She clasped her mouth once she realized what she had just said and blushed crimson red. Asad had his smirk on, "Oh really? So how many times do you have to kiss me ?properly before it means that you've forgiven me? I'm totally free right now, all yours." Zoya blushed even harder, desperate to change the topic, she got up and said, "I'm gonna change now, since you ripped my sleeve." She grabbed the first night suit that came to her hands and ran off to the bathroom to avoid anymore teasing. Asad smiled and went back to his room, speaking to himself, "Zoya, just wait and see until we get married. You'll be all mine and you'll get a whole lot more." With that cunning glint in his eyes, he walked away back to his room.
?After a while, Asad got a call from Tanveer, "Jammy, you didn't blame Zoya for all this did you?" Tanveer was actually expecting him to start ranting about what an irresponsible and senseless girl she is but what she heard mad her fume, "I actually did blame her first, but then I apologized to her, because its not her fault. I just didn't know who vent my anger out on. So how is your trip going, are you enjoying yourself?" Tanveer swallowed her rage and spoke in her sweet tone again, "We're enjoying ourselves a lot. I'm glad to know that you made it up to Zoya." As much as she hated to say it, she had to say something, so without a choice she said that. "So, take care. Allah hafis.", said Asad and Tanveer said good bye back to him and cut the call. She fumed. Every single one of her plans to create rifts between Asad and Zoya were going to waste. She'd called up Razia and explained to her that Asad and Zoya were staying alone at home, with just their engagement done. She'd also told her that if she calls up Dilshaad about this matter and insulted her, Asad would be outraged and of course he'll take it out on Zoya. Dilshaad had not tols Asad about this, as she knew ??her son would blame Zoya. So Tanver had took it upon herself and called up Asad as if she was very concerned about her khala being insulted. Then again, Heaven and Earth seemed to move just to go against her. She stomped her foot in sheer rage. ??She thought to herself, ?I need Zoya out of my life, Now! Is she stays here any longer my pregnancy truth will come out and I won't stand a chance. I need to get Asad married to me. God knows what happened in these two days, with Asad and Zoya.? She went back to bed, to face another restless night of plotting against Zoya.
The next morning, Zoya woke up to the sun rays, peeking through the curtains and into her face. She got up and looked at the alarm clock on her night stand. It was 8 o clock. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and walked off to the bathroom to freshen up. When she walked out to the living room, she didn't find Asad there. She thought to herself, ?Why do I want to see his face, first thing in the morning? Its gotta be bad luck.?? ?She was about to walk straight into his room, when she remembered the previous night, she fliched and stopped, she was still a little hurt from his words. She knocked on the door, she got no answer, so she peeked in and found Asad sleeping peacefully with a smile plastered on his face. Whoa, smiling when he's awake is hard enough for Akdu Ahmed Khan, but smiling when he was sleeping, she never even thought of it. She looked a little closer to check whether her eyes were playing an illusion. He was smiling alright. She herself smiled widely at this and decided to surprise him by making breakfast.
After an hour, or so Asad walked out to the living room and found Zoya in the kitchen, with flour all over her apron and partly on her face. He smiled at her and walked over and stood behind her. Zoya hadn't realized he was until she turned around and bumped her head into something rock hard, "Oww, what the hell was that?!" She looked up and found Asad smiling at her, his arms crossed. "So, that was you. Why did you have to stand behind me?", asked Zoya irritated and Asad replied back in a cheeky tone, "Why did you have to stand in front of me?" Zoya glared at him, knowing that he was trying to pull her leg so that she starts rambling again and he can tease her more. So, she chose to ignore him. Asad smirked at this and tease her again, "So Ms. Always be Stupid has decided to be sensible?" Zoya kicked him and Asad teased her again, "I didn't know you had feathers for legs." Zoya started pouting, "I was trying to do something nice and you come and irritate me, first thing in the morning!" Asad smiled at her cute expressions, she looked just like a child, "Ok, ok! I was just teasing! So what are you doing anyway? Don't tell me its another experiment!" Zoya snapped back at him, "Not an experiment! I was making pizza. I know you're a health freak and you never even go near junk food so I made jam on toast for you." She pointed towards the dining table. Asad smiled and walked over to his chair. She'd put smiley face on top, just like last time. He turned around to look at her, she was still busy with her pizza. He got up and walked up to her and pecked Zoya on her cheek, startling her. "Mr. Khan?", Zoya asked confusedly. Asad smiled at her innocent face, which was covered with flour. He grabbed a tissue and wiped her face clean. Zoya smiled at him, "Thank you." Asad smiled back at her, again flashing his dimpled smile. He went back to his chair and started eating, with his head buried in the newspaper. After a while, Zoya joined him, "Mr. Khan?" Asad replied absent minded, "Hmm?", with his head still in the newspaper. Zoya shook his hand and he looked up at her, "What?" Zoya bit her lip and hesitantly started speaking, "Yesterday...you were all nice to me at first and then you started shouting at me. Can you tell me why?" Zoya looked at him for an answer, he stared at her a few more seconds and then spoke, "Actually, it doesn't matter now. Let's just leave that." He tried to bury his head back in his news paper, but Zoya grabbed his newspaper, befor he could do anything, "No, Mr. Khan! You shouted at me and I want to know the reason. Its not fair, if you don't tell me." Asad stared at Zoya for a few more seconds and then started explaining, taking out anything that she might find hurtful. After he'd finished, Zoya stared at the floor. She looked visibly upset. Asad actually bothered to leave his special chair and bother to sit next to her. He took his hand in hers and said, "Zoya, I know I shouldn't have blamed you. I was angry that, that ghatiya woman Razia had insulted Ammi. I didn't know who to vent my anger out on." Zoya looked at him, "No, its ok." Asad gave her a reassuring smile and she smiled back.
After they'd finished with breakfast, Zoya had said that she was gonna go shopping, so he dropped her and went back home, to do some work. After a while Asad got a call from someone. He looked at the caller ID, but it displayed that it was a private number. He had a surprised look on his face. He picked up the phone, "Hello?" What he heard, drained the colour out of his face, "Wh...What do you mean? Who are you? Wait!" The anonymous caller had hung up, giving him an instruction. He grabbed his coat and dashed out. He got in his car and made a run for it, looking like his whole life was about to end.
to be continued...
Precap: He pulled one of them up by his shirt collar and screamed at him, keeping a knife at his throat, "Where is she?! If you don't tell me, I'll kill you right here and now!!!"
So that was the end of chapter 5 ! See, Asad made up with Zoya. Please leave a comment below and tell me how it was. I love reading ur comments. By the way, I think this update is longer than most of mine. That's kinda ironic coz i'm using this dumb laptop which likes to freeze every ten seconds. I don't know whether I'll be updating tomorrow, or Sunday coz my dad will be there and I can't really update with him sticking around. I'll try and update tomorrow, or Sunday itself, but if I'm not able to, I'll definitely update on Monday [hopefully my laptop cooperates]. so that's it for now and hope u liked it!
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Edited by stereohearts200 - 12 years ago
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