NEW FF: Memories- A Tug of War (Chapter7, Page35) - Page 9

well that time zoya had a good thing to leave him...!!

Loved the update... The past is finally here. I was thinking what might have happened that she just left and is so angry. And. I guess this should have happened. How many times will she forgive him. Once , twice, thrice but I guess he doesn't learn from his mistakes and this was the best way to make him learn.

Hey Dear,

the part was AWESOME as usual. at first I thought dat Asad had burst out on her again but then I understood it was da scene where they parted ways. oh the scene had me heart broken. I only understood from Asad's pov and dat was, he is only concerned for Tanveer. his all sentences had care and worry for her only. Zoya was absolutely right in not giving him an explanation, he doesn't deserve any. I felt my heart cringe wen she spoke dat he'll die to ask for her forgiveness but he'll never get it. This man has seriously hurt her n crossed all limits. i know she'll forgive him, dat's how she is by nature. But plz make him learn a lesson for not trusting her a bit and accusing her all the time. I hope Rayhan does take revenge for Zoe, cox knowing her, she'll only try not talking to him n dats it.

I know I'm being bad, believe me it hurts hell lot wen Asad cries but he needs it this one time to remember her worth forever. I hope u'll continue soon.

Lots of love.

After reading how AsYa's nakli sagai ended,I soo wanted Zoya to SLAP Asad a thousand times.😡 Zoya is right.He should have got married to Tannu only.😛 I know Zoya is gonna forgive him anyways.But wanted Asad to go though hell before seeking forgiveness.

OMG GIRL! This is amazing! Tell me how I am crying for Zoya when you talk about her feelings and then crying for Asad too! I love the way your portrayed her pain! And I wished that Zoya would have left him a while back! This would have been perfecttt! I can't believe I haven't seen this till nowww! I've been missing out! :O
I LOVEEE this already, can't wait to read more! Update soon my loves!
XOXO :)

You haveee to update soon! :D

Heyy lovelies, sorry been so ill! I just wanted to say thank you so much for your wonderful comments, I really do appreciate it. You guys are amazing leaving all these long comments; they really do make my day reading them. It's because of you guys I write! Love you too much!

Here's a short update, I know I'm longing it. I've recovered now will update sooner thanks to your well wishes.
P.S. Asim is Asif, I'm too lazy to spell check, got bare confused with my other FF!
Hope you like it…

Chapter Four

'Mr Khan, kya aapko koi tameez nahin hai? Is this a way to behave with a lady?' She responded in a bitter tone as soon as she composed herself. She looked him straight in the eye with sharpness, Asad felt like she had just thrown daggers at him which were slowly piercing through his heart, he cannot bear her hatred, her tone of voice made him feel really uncomfortable,

'I erm I erm… Sorry, Can I speak to you for a moment Miss Farooqui?' He asked in the hope that her expressions would soften and she would hear him out.

'I think you're already doing that, could you hurry up, I don't have time' She replied impatiently wanting to get away from him. Despite all the pain he had caused her, she wasn't the type to not listen to what anyone has to say, providing it was about business because there was no way she would let his heart face hers.

'Miss Farooqui, I-' He was cut short by Farhaan,

'Zoya' Farhaan yelled as he came running towards her, 'Need to show you our new office' He beamed as he brushed past Asad's arm and stood in front of him,

'Yeah, baad mein dekh lungi' She half smiled as she passed him a folder and a CD, 'Could you go back inside and set this up, pretty please?'

'Okie doke sweets' He winked before rushing back inside. Asad closed his eyes fisting his hands by his side, he tried remaining calm. He breathed out before meeting her eyes,

'Yes?' She asked with a blank expression, she looked at him as he stood there silently staring at her, 'Well, excuse me then…' She walked past him only to have him grab her arm to stop her,

'Please Miss Farooqui…' He pleaded as he turned his face to the side and looked at her; she shot her head side wards to face him,

'Please what?' She grabbed his wrist and pulled it off her,

'It's about the meeting' he blurted out in an attempt to stop her as soon as she walked away,

'What about it?' she turned on her heels and looked at him with an raised eyebrow,

'I want to talk to you' Asad fought inside of himself trying to figure out a way to talk to her properly, he spoke nervously not knowing what he was going to say next; all he wanted to do was have her to himself. However, things were about to go from bad to worse.

'Well Mr Khan, I don't have time to discuss anything with you, I think you should go ins-'

'Or else I'll reject the contract' he said really fast, it took him a few moments to realise what he had just said. He mentally cursed himself for being an idiot.

'Excuse me? What did you just say?' she said sarcastically letting out a laugh, 'wait let me get this straight, you'll reject the contract if I don't talk to you?' She repeated his words again clearly emphasising each word with overflowing sarcasm.

'Yes' answered Asad unsure of what he was doing,

'Go ahead Mr Khan' she said in a stern voice as she crossed her arms. Asad looked at her helplessly; he had made all the wrong moves. It wasn't right for him to try and take control. He had just pushed away the only opportunity he had to get close to her through this project. Well done Asad, his heart clapped at his stupidity. He was challenging her when he should've got on his knees and begged for her forgiveness.
'You know what; I'll make this easy for you…' She brought out her phone and dialled a few numbers, 'Hello Asif, sorry I lost the project, I tried my best' Her eyes remained locked on his confused face, 'I don't think Mr Khan needs this as much as we do BUT, I know a few construction companies in Bhop-' He grabbed the phone off her not being able to see this opportunity slip out of his hands right in front of his eyes,

'Mr Miah, sorry Asif, no there's been a misunderstanding. Yes I've gone through the project details, We're ready to start this off as soon as possible' He laughed on the phone as he congratulated the company and his team, 'Yes, sure thing. Allah hafiz' Asad hung up before handing the phone back to an irritated Zoya. She grabbed it off him before speeding off into the room wanting to be away from him.
She slowly walked over to Asim thinking about what just happened outside. She convinced herself to stay firm on her decision, she will not let him break her heart again. She was hurting, she was human no doubt but the pain she has been going through, still going through, was becoming unbearable. However, she will not forgive him and run into his arms; even if his arms have the power to ease that pain, she will not go to him because who knows he may hurt her again. No Zoya, that man has insulted you; he cannot be the medicine for your wounds. He is the reason for your wounds. She closed her eyes trying to keep in the tears that were brimming in her eyes from pouring out; she looked at Rayhan pleading for his comfort. He half hugged her sideways rubbing her arm trying to calm her down,

'Few more minutes Zoya, it'll be over' He assured her feeling guilty for bringing them face to face. It was for her benefit he tried telling himself as he could not take the pain she was in. Rayhan prayed for strength because this was only the beginning. He was going to hurt her for Asad to heal her.
Seeing everyone seated quietly in their seats, Rayhan decided to end the meeting,

'Let's complete the formalities?' He asked everyone before getting Zoya to sign the papers; she looked at him helplessly not wanting to be a part of this project anymore. He pressed his eyes at her reassuring her. He walked over to Asad and put the papers in front of him; a part of him wanting to punch the hell out of him, not knowing Asad was feeling the same. Asad stared at Zoya who was staring at the wall lifeless; he signed the papers promising himself that he'd make everything alright. He would take away all her pain, he would beg for her forgiveness until she forgives him but no matter what happens, he will not leave her, ever.
'Okay then folks, everything is official' Rayhan announced, he purposely made this an informal meeting knowing Asad and Asif were close friends, 'Mr Khan, Mr Miah has asked for you to be briefed by the entire team involved on this project so if you have time, please do join us at 4' Rayhan managed to say in between mentally cursing Asad for indirectly helping him out. Rayhan wrapped up the meeting within minutes; he helped Zoya up and quickly walked out of the room.

'Ammi' spoke Asad on the phone, 'I'll be staying in Pune for a few days, could you send my belongings with Prasad? Yes thank you. I've asked Ayaan to come over to see if you and Najma need anything' He sounded unsure, he doesn't usually leave his family alone for too long, 'I won't come back without her' He said finally.

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Zoya sat on the huge cushions on the floor thanking Rayhan for giving their office room a homely feel. She smiled widely at the huge picture he had put on the whiteboard of them two,

'Congratulations and welcome Zoya and Mee' she read out laughing, 'Idiot!' she shook her head side to side. She got up and grabbed the huge folders placed on the table and threw them on the floor near her laptop. She got out of her heels and blazer, placing them next to the table and slumped on the floor feeling exhausted.

'Rayhan?' she called out as she heard the door click shut behind her, 'You're going home, aren't you? Please cook something for tonight; I don't think I'll be able to finish all this so soon.' She put her hand behind her, 'Thanks for the coffee' she waved her hand side to side waiting for him to place the mug in her hand. She sighed as she felt the mug; she brought it around and sipped it quickly wincing slightly,

'It's so hot!' she squealed before giggling, she took another sip this time making delightful noises, 'Mmm, I really needed this! Thanks ,you are a star' she placed the mug on the ground before half turning her body almost falling as she found Asad standing there with another cup of coffee. She supported herself up and glared at him, 'Aap yahan?' She screeched,

'Zoya, I need to talk to you' He said almost begging,

'I'm sorry but I'm busy, I cannot talk to you' she said calmly trying not to sound too rude, 'the briefing is in another room, please go there' she told him.

'Zoya please hear me out…' he placed the mug on the window ledge before coming face to face with her,

'Hear you out?' She asked him, 'What else is there left for you to say Mr Khan, I think you've said everything you had to that night…' she tried stopping her eyes from overflowing, she closed her eyes shut clawing at her jeans trying not to show the amount of pain she was in. Zoya, please stay strong. Her eyes flung open as the memories of the night vigorously flashed before her eyes. She glared at him with wide eyes,
Asad watched as she tried not to break down, he was the reason for her pain. He put his hands out to comfort her only to have her glare at him; what he saw in those eyes killed a part of him inside. He took his shaky hands in front of her; he tried holding her hands only to have her stumble back a few steps. That moment, he felt as if he was going to lose her forever… how she just slipped out of his fingers pulled at his heart, Asad dropped to the floor. Zoya stared at him with wide eyes,

'Zoya, I'm sorry… I'm so sorry for everything. I-' Asad was cut short by Zoya,

'You're sorry Mr Khan? For what?' she spoke coldly, Asad looked up at her with teary eyes, Zoya broke his gaze and looked away,

'For everything…' His voice came out broken as he remembered her last words,

'…maafi mangne ke liye taraas jayenge, lekin khabi maang nahi payenge!' Asad shivered as the words echoed in his ears over and over again.

Zoya's breathing got heavier as she choked, she put her hand to her chest; her heart was threatening to burst. She watched as he put his head down in front of her, tears dropping from his eyes soaking the white sheet of papers on the floor. She put her hand out towards a vulnerable Asad,

'…I shouldn't have expected much from a tameezless and irresponsible girl like you!'

'Aapko rishton ki koi kadaar nahi hain, Tum kitni giri huye ho, Yeh New york nahin hai... Aapki ma baap ne-'

Zoya clenched her fists as her head felt woozy, she turned around frustrated, 'It's too late Mr Khan, aap please yahan se chale jaye…'

'Zoya…'

'Mr Khan, I did you a favour by leaving your home, you please do me a favour by leaving my office…' She turned around to see him getting up slowly, his eyes longingly staring into hers. Tears streamed from her eyes as she watched him turn around to leave,
He turned to leave when he heard muffled sobs behind him. He turned on his feet to see her crying into her hands. He rushed towards her and held her by the shoulders; she looked up at him shocked,

'I will not leave you Zoya. Main tumhe aapne aapse khabi door nahi hone dunga' He put his hand over her mouth stop her from cutting him off, 'I can see it in your eyes, tum abhi bhi mujhse pyar karte ho… Tumhe mujhe maaf karna hoga Zoya, tumhe mujhe ek mauka dena hoga mere pyaar izhaar karne ki' her eyes went wide as saucers, 'Haan, I love you Zoya, bahut pyaar karta hoon. I cannot lose you.' She threw his hand off her mouth,

'Pyaar? Pehle badosa karna seekh lo Asad… Zindagi mein bahot kaam ayega' she turned around to go only to have him grab her wrist,

'I know you have lost your trust in me, I will win your trust back Zoya. I know you regret loving me; I will change that Zoya' He said confidently,

'I don't love you!' She yelled at his confidence,

'Tum pyaar karte ho' He smiled,

'Nahi, Main tumse pyaar nahi karti!' She screamed louder only to have him laugh out loud, her body shivered from anger,

'You do!' He turned around to leave,

'I don't' He heard her yell; she was in denial he told himself.

'Tumhare mooh se Asad sun kar bohot acha laga' he turned to face her with a smirk on his face, 'Pyar karte ho Zoya' he said for the last time before walking out of the door and shutting it behind him leaving a frozen Zoya behind.

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Okay guys written this in bed! Sorry for ruining it! LOOOL *sniffs* hayfever is killing me!

Sorry to say but Asad has real grovelling to do now that Rayhan has finally got his hands on him.

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it ws quite amezing. Cnt soon

Res

Zoya's pain is so heart wrenching. You're ability to portray pain os simply outstanding. I literally teared up. But love how he could tell that she still loved him

And rayhan, i said it before abd i'll say it again. I want him as my friend. He knows his best friend so well. And is willing to do whats best for her even if it hurts her in the short run.

I really hope Asad has something mind blowing planned because from what i see she's a far cry from forgiving him. And i was smiling like a buffoon when she said his name instead of Mr.Khan.

Loved it as usual... Waiting anxiously for the next one.