FF Nights of confrontations Completed-Epilogue p70 - Page 8

Originally posted by: tapasidas

hi! i am new to this forum i am a huge fan of asya, really liked your ss😃

OMG, thanks for making your very first post in my SS. I'm honored :)

omg tis is a great update...

So sweet... haaa wow... nice update...

omg that was superb and loved it totally.. pls continue soon...

Loved it...again! Please continue soon!!! 😳

Awesm ff luvd it. Do pm me whn u cont.

its nc dear cont nd do pm me

Loved the proposal; the passion; Asad is not so akdu anymore...

Great way to bring the musical ball; Ayan ab suroo ho jaio..

-Sona

hey guys, here's part 7, it's a little bit long. I just can't stop writing! I intended to put some more events, but writing this one scene took up all the space. Enjoy reading!

Part 7:

"Asad, aap mere ammi aur abu se mil nahi sakthe aur naa hi woh aap ko duaen de sakthe hain lekin main apni duaen aap ke saath share kar sakthi hoon. Yeh nishaniyan mere liye unki dua-on ke samaan hai" Asad smiled. He was delighted that she considered him to be such an integral part of her life that she shared her blessings with him. No words could describe how he felt, hence he decided to give her a tight hug instead. Zoya wondered why he didn't say anything ... but the hug made up for his silence. By now she knew he was a man of actions rather than words.

"Is it ok if I keep this in your drawer? This is the first thing of mine I want shifted in your room. Besides, our Nikaah is in two days... so I hope you don't mind" She knew if he didn't mind her doing this, he had fully accepted her.

"I don't mind" he smiled thinking about the best day of his life which was yet to come, the day of the nikaah.

While she went to keep the musical ball, she saw the earring ... HER earring.

"Asad, looks like you already had my ammi's blessing with you"

"What?"

"Allah Miyaan, what's wrong with you Mr. Khan, you had my earring all this while and you didn't even tell me! You knew it was given to me by my ammi right?" She feigned anger. Then she thought of teasing him "So Asad, did you look at it every day?"

Asad was embarrassed and he was blushing in embarrassment. "Woh, maine actually aap ko dene ki koshish kit hi lekin aap mujhe baat kab karne deti hain?"

"Yeh hi toh baat hai, when something goes wrong blame Zoya. Earring nahi di, kyun ki Zoya ne baat nahi karne di. Global warming hui, woh bhi Zoya ke hi waja se... perfect Mr. Khan" They both smiled.

"Looks like you are having a lot of fun teasing me Ms. Farooqui" he grabbed her by the waist and she pulled off "Asad, hum meri ammi aur abu ke bare mein baat kar rahe hain aur aap yeh soch rahe the?" this triggered Asad to think of his abu. Rashid Ahmed Khan, and his insecurities returned. He moved away from her and went and sat on the sofa beside the window. Zoya was just fooling around, and she didn't expect this reaction. She walked up to him and sat next to him.

"What's wrong Asad, did I say something offensive?"

"No you didn't... Zoya, do you think a person's past can affect their present?" Zoya had no clue what he was referring to, so with all her innocence and naivety she answered his question.

"Asad, I don't remember or know anything about my parents. I know Ammi loves me, but I don't know her. I don't know how she was as a woman. My abu? I don't know him, I don't know if he loved me. I don't know why he left me. All I know is that they both are no more, and whatever decisions and incidents took place in their lives have already affected me. They can no more rule my life. These things are from the past which I don't remember so how will I ever know if they affect me? Most importantly, If I knew, I would learn from it and never make the same mistakes. I've been brought up with Aapi and Jeeju... their past can't affect me now, but the mistakes they've made... I can surely learn from those. Everybody makes mistakes Asad, everybody has a past... but we live in the now. The past is not hereditary and chances are that a son won't make the same mistakes as his dad, because his dad would have taught him not to."

Zoya had unknowingly answered Asad's question. There was a sign relief on his face.

"What happened Asad?"

"Zoya, do you really think a son doesn't make the same mistakes as his father?" Now she knew what he was talking about "Of course Asad, you have seen the consequences of his actions and I trust you completely that you will not make the same mistakes"

Asad felt much lighter and he hugged Zoya. Her trust was his biggest strength. Zoya was glad that she was slowly but steadily being his true companion.

"Don't think too much about it, we're starting a new life with our nikaah. This new life has no space for things and people that hurt us."

"Thank you Zoya"

"Is pe ek sher arz kiya hai

thank you se kaam nahi chalega,

thank you se kaam nahi chalega.

Ek coffee toh pilana parega.

Shukriya Shukriya"

Asad smiled at this... she definitely knew how to lighten the mood. "I'll get you coffee"

"No, no Asad...not now, you can owe me this coffee for another night"

"Hmmm, ok" now there was an awkward silence. What next? Who should make the move? They both wanted it. But was the time right? Maybe...maybe not, at least Zoya thought so. She got up and Asad followed. "I think I should go Asad" she was secretly hoping he'd stop her. And he was disappointed, he wanted to stop her but what was he to do?

"Zoya, don't go... can we lie down for a bit?" He didn't want to say cuddle, but that's what he wanted

Zoya's POV:

WHAT? He's not going to go beyond lying beside me? Really, do I have to make all the moves?

"I mean, stay here for half the night. I like having you around" He wanted her sexually as well, but for now he just wanted a hug that would assure him that she'll always trust him this way. This platonic touch would touch his soul, more than satisfying him sexually.

Zoya's POV:

May be I was right it's not the time to get intimate; he just needs some tender love and care.

"Ok, Asad."

Being on the same bed felt so natural, and again so right... just like they were meant to be. She put her head on his chest and her arms around his abdomen, and her legs were intertwined with his, while he put his arm around her. When they fell asleep she turned away, he turned towards her and they were spooning. It had barely been an hour and Asad's sleep was disturbed. He wriggled a bit, this in turn disturbed Zoya's sleep. But she kept her eyes closed to see what he was doing. As he woke up and saw what position they were in, he had quite a reaction ... which was felt by Zoya as well. She turned around to look at him. He was blushing due to embarrassment through the dark. He didn't know she was awake. She just leaned in and told him it was ok, and kissed him.

He kissed her back too. His hand were roaming all over her body, feeling each and every curve. Massaging them, stroking them and giving them special attention. This sent a shiver down her spine, which made her fist his hair even tighter. Her legs wrapped him, she could feel his erection and he could feel her moist. They slowly removed each other's clothes, one by one as they explored each other's body. Once they were fully naked below the blanket, he entered her. She let out soft moans. He was being gentle for her. As he entered, he realized that he was her first... through her expressions, her uncertainty clearly said it all. He never doubted that she would have slept with someone else, but he was glad it was confirmed. She was his first too, he didn't know if she knew that. But that was not on her mind...she knew her adku too well. If he had slept with someone before this would have been easy for him... but it wasn't.

Slowly thrusting each other, they were trying to fulfil each other's and their own desires. And they were successful when came together. They were one. Married or not, together or not, they were one. They had successfully consummated their relationship in all ways, be it sexually or emotionally. The question was, would this bond prove to be strong enough for the stormy weather coming their way? Would their understanding continue like this or would it get deeper, or would it break completely?

Either ways, it wasn't time to think about that now. They were happy, satisfied and fulfilled.

It was half way through the night, she had to leave.

"Asad, I must leave now, it's going to be dawn in a couple of hours, and tomorrow is mehendi ...it's going to be a long day."

"Hmmm, you're right. Should I drop you?"

"Allah Miyaan, what's wrong with you? It's barely 100m away!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, goodnight"

"Good night" and she went through the window, and Asad stood at the window to make sure she reached her room safe.

They both were lying in bed thinking about what happened, they both had the other's body scent lingering on their own. It was gratifying to have that wholesome kind of relationship they shared with each other.

They were about to fall asleep, and having been so satisfied they were sure enough to have a peaceful one.

Hope you guys enjoyed reading it :)
And I promise I won't disappoint you with the story line and the truth coming out.
And this was the first time ever that I've written a sher, I want to capture that zoya, but I can't write shers - so feel free to make your own when the situations are right :)

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amazing part..even intimate part z well written...

u r going to gv a big twist...

allah miyann...u r a gud writer...

waiting fr nxt part..

agn m second..hehehe