AsYa FF: Together at last [part 12 updated+note] - Page 26

Precap:

Asad's Flashbacks. Zoya transferred to NY , Asad and Zoya loose contact with each other. Ayaan dies of a heart disease when Asad's a Junior in college

Ab Aage...

Part 10:

Fast-forward time a bit...

Khan Mansion, 4 years later

...

I remember, that day, when I saw Zoya again...after 4 years of no contact she appeared one day in my doorsteps out of the blue.

I was sitting in the living room that day, typing something for work, Ammi was making dinner and Najma was reframing old pictures on the wall, our childhood pictures, Ayaan's, Najmia's and mine.

It was a typical Friday evening, maybe Saturday, no Friday, anyways it was someday evening and the weather kept changing through out the day and Zoya arrived at our door bringing along a toofan. A serious toofan I mean the weather kind

The door bell, rung and we all looked at each other for a couple of seconds wondering who would open the door. After the second ring, Najma placed down a steel frame she had in her hand and walked to the door.

I could only see a little of her back as she spoke to someone on the door and she turned to me

"Bhai-jaan..." she gestured me to come

Ammi looked at me wondering, and I placed the laptop down on the table as I made myself over to where Najma stood, and there was where she stood. Zoya.

She was drenched by the rain outside; she wore glasses as well, her hair reaching her elbows. She didn't recognize me, Najma didn't recognize her either. She looked at us with a smile

"Sorry for the disturbance, but meri ghaari kharab hogayi, could someone please help me out?" She said slowly and looked from me to Najma, but her eyes shot back at me as if she had remembered me.

I cleared my throat

"Aap ek kaam kijiye, why don't you come inside for now, the weather is really bad, aur mujhe nahi lagta ki bearish kuch time thak khatam hogi." I said

She held an apologetic look and shrugged

"Aap sure tho hai?" She asked

Najma smiled and nodded

"Of course, aaye" Najma opened the door fully so Zoya could enter, as she entered a strong gush of wind hit me along with rain drops.

Zoya entered, draggin in her sort-a wet red suitcase. When Zoya entered she looked around, her face had a look of remembrance.

Ammi walked towards us and started smiling

"Hayye! Zoya!?" She said in a surprised voice

Do all mothers have a sharp memory?

An soon as Zoya saw Ammi, a smile spread across her face and she squealed "Phupi?!"

Both ladies jumped into a hug while Najma smiled as well, wondering how she didn't realize.

I put on a fake smile. She remembered my mom, but not me

"Oh my god, I can't believe it, the Khan Mansion, no wonder this place looked so familiar" Zoya said looking around.

Suddenly, she froze for a second and spun around to face me, the hugest smile on her face.

"OH MY GOSH! Asad!!" She said almost screaming

I twitched a bit, our house hasn't been this loud since a cat snuck in, but that's another story.

"YOU LOOK SO...boring" she muttered, to which obviously Najma and Ammi giggled and all I did like usual, roll my eyes.

Before I could say anything, she pulled me into a hug, as I froze in her arms, for some reason my heart thumped faster, this happened twice before, the day Zoya left and the day Ayaan died. But for the first time, this thumping of my heart, was, different.

"You've grown so much, Mama's so proud" She said, still joking and laughing at her own joke

I smiled, I missed those days, the ones, I hung out with Zoya, listening to her jokes which made no sense.

"Yeh hui na baath, you're finally smiling, phupi, kya Asad hamesha aise rehta hai?"

Ammi nodded.

"Zoya you should change-" Najma requested

"Haan haan, Zoya change karlo, tumhe tand lag jayegi" Ammi added in

Zoya followed my sister to her bedroom, dragging along that red suitcase.

"Asad tumhe yaad kaise nahi hui, Zoya ki shakal?" Ammi asked, turning to me

I shrugged of course, trying to brush off this topic.

" Ammi I have to remember other things , than peoples face." I picked up my laptop.

...

"Dude?"

Asad opened his eyes

"Why do you keep zoning out?"

He looked at Imaan who sat in front of him,

Asad smiled

"Tu itna boring jo hai"

"Ha Ha, anyways, did you hear what I said?"

Asad slowly shook his head

Imaan let out a deep breath

"Of course, yaar the show is in 2 months, I'm hecka busy and I need you to look over the designs I want for my new office."

"Did you just..."

"Did I what?" Imaan asked confused

"Did you just use hecka in your sentence." Asad asaid

"Uhh, I think?"

"You're sooo gay" Asad said standing up

Asad walked towars the door when he stopped again

"Hey who's your PA again?"

"Short term memory? Zoya"

"Good, just making sure it wasn't a dream"

Imaan made a face

"Whatever drugs you're taking, Stop."

Asad smiled

"I'm HECKA beat. I'm going back to the house."

It was already dark outside. Asad exited the building, he went to see Zoya in her office, but Austin told him she went home already.

Asad slowly walked to Imaan's car

He pulled out his phone and sent a quick text to Imaan

They say walkin is a good exercise, I'm sure you wouldn't mind walking home. I'm taking the car

Chow Chow ;)

He smiled as he pulled out Imaan's car keys from his pocket and entered the car.

"I wonder if Imaan keeps a file about his employees at home." Asad asked him self

He started the engine and turned the car out the parking lot .

His phone vibrated and he glanced at the reply he got from Imaan

-____- Asad, f**k You

God he loved this guy.

Love you too

He texted back

...

Zoya sat on the couch caressing Zaara's hair, Zaara fell asleep on her lap, and Zoya sat in the silent room, staring at the ceiling

She couldn't help but think about Asad, he was on her mind, the whole day.

She looked at Zaara, what if he finds out about her...Will her take her away? Will he accept her? What if he already knew?

It was getting closer to the 10pm and she slowly picked Zaara up in her arms, slowly walking to Zaara's messy bedroom, and laying her on the bed.

She let out a deep breath; she looked so calm, so comfortable. She wondered how Zaara felt, being kept in the dark about her father.

As Zoya stepped out the bed room when the door bell buzzed.

She held a questioning look.

She slowly made her way to the door and opened the door.

"Aap?" She asked

...

DONE
CLIFFHANGER

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