Hello all you beautiful people! Chin up! Here's a quick OS to tide you over 😉
This is for ..Kiran..., braich_gal and ws12 who we're asking for an OS on this :) I might turn it into a TS if I get a good response.. since I have the time now! 😃
Enjoy!
ONE LOOK
"Sach? Aap sach ki baat kar rahe hain? Aap? Mujhe aap paar vishwas tha... mujhe bharosa tha ki aap kabhi bhi mujhe dokha nahi de sakte hain. Lekin akhir usne mujhe galat sabit kar hi liya." Zoya's voice cracked, as she tried to speak between sobs. Her knees felt weak, her tears veiled by the train of raindrops on her face. She felt the lump in throat slowly make way to her mouth, as her sobs increased, and her eyes reddened from the tears. She fell to the ground, hugging herself, her eyes closed, as if trying to stop squeeze the image she had just witnessed from out of her head.
"Zoya.. ek baar, bas ek baar meri aankon mein dekho. Tum hi kehti ho na? Ki meri aankhein bohot kuch kethein hain? Ek baar dekhlo, tumme yakeen hoyaga ki mein sach bol raha hoon! Mujhe kuch yaad nahin hai! Meine Tannu ko kidnap hote hue dekha aur usse yahan tak follow kiya. Jab mein yahan aya to woh mujhe gale laga rahi thi, aur kisine mujhe sar pe mara! They drugged me Zoya! I remember feeling a prick before I passed out! Please believe me... I... I LOVE YOU DAMMIT!"
Zoya's sobs lessened, as she heard him plead and try to make sense of what had happened. He was drugged? Could Tanveer really stoop so low? But why... why did he follow her alone? He finally tells me loves me, after I've seen this? Allah miya, please give me strength... I ... I don't know what to believe!
"I could never do this to you!" Asad continued, a glimmer of hope in his eyes, as he saw her calm down. "Please look at me just once. You'll see I'm not lying. Please. I don't remember anything after that! Anything! All I remember was that I thought you were with me, and that our nikaah had happened. Mujhe tum dekhai deh rahi thi! Mein nahin jaanta kaise, kyun, mein kuch nahin jaanta! Please Zoya, bas ek baar meri taraf dekho, guar se dekho... Please!" His eyes were not red, too, his heart crying for her. Crying for the pain he'd inadverdently caused her. What the hell happened? Why did I wake up with Tannu like that? And how did Zoya find us? Something is wrong.. Please, Zoya. Believe me, I would never... we can solve this together.. but please just look at me...
Zoya slowly got on her feet, looking here and there, wondering why she had a gut feeling, that it couldn't be true. The man who never looked at women, who always talked to her about tezheeb and tameez, who always feared becoming his father. How could he have done something like this? And why would he say that nothing, not even fate would come between them, if he had planned on hurting her so?
Asad's eyes shed some more tears, as he saw the love of his life, distraught, defeated and numb, slowly and wobbly get up. Will she believe me? Allah, please tell me what's true! How could I do this? Why would I do this? And why on earth can't I remember a DAMN THING! He balled his hands into fists, as he kept on questioning the events of last night. He could never hurt his Zoya like this. He couldn't have become his father. Allah only knew how hard he worked to not be like him. To avoid this very situation by staying away from her. But today, today he didn't want to. He couldn't live without her. He had to set things straight. And if by some twisted and cruel joke of fate, he had indeed become his father, he had to know for sure. If he had become that man's son, then he would never be able to forgive himself for putting Zoya through the same thing, the same thing his mother went through.
Zoya's mind raced with thoughts of confusion, betrayal and finally, hope. She took a few deep breaths, and slowly turned her body towards his, to meet his face. She looked down, afraid of what was waiting for her in those chocolate orbs of his. Could this really have been a trick of hers? Was I right in trusting Mr. Khan? Allah miya, give me courage to face what's ahead. Help me understand, what is right and what is wrong...
She slowly looked up, and met his blood-red, tear stricken eyes. She could see love in them. She could see guilt and self-loathing starting to form. But most of all, she could see an undeniable confusion. If he was guilty, and had done this, he'd only show his guilt... but then why do I see a confusion in his eyes? Is it because he's confused about his feelings? Could she have been right? Did he have feelings for Tanveer? The thought alone sent a stab through her heart. But she looked on. She would not give up that easily. If Mr. Khan was indeed telling the truth... He's never said so much all at once.. he's not stuttering... could he be telling the truth?
"Zoya..." Asad's voice carried all the love he felt for her in it, and all his assurance. All those moments of concern and care for her flashed before Zoya's eyes. Mangalpur, the bus, Akram... That did it. That one word, the look in his eyes, and she knew. He was telling the truth. He didn't betray her. He LOVED her. Her lips smiled, her tears resurfacing, but this time, they were tears of joy, of relief. How could I doubt him? He would never... I know he wouldn't!
Zoya ran to him. She threw herself into his arms, and his rock chest. She caressed the back of his hair with her hands, while sobbing uncontrollably into his chest. Asad was startled, but felt more tears in his eyes, as he sighed in relief. She believes me, she trusts me. After all this, she really trusts me. I love you, Zoya. I love you so much.
"I love you, Zoya, I love you!" he continued his chain of thoughts out loud, as he hugged her tightly, because his life genuinely depended on it. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I made you think that... please believe me... I love you and only you! I could never look at Tanveer like that! I don't know why it looks this way! I don't if something happened last night! But mera yakeen karo, I would never have consciously done that to you! I'm so sorry, Zoya!"
"I know Mr. Khan..." she manages between sobs. "I love you! I'm sorry I doubted you, I'm sorry, Mr. Khan! It's all a trap, Mr. Khan! It's all Tanveer's trap! I know you won't believe me, but I don't care! I can't risk losing you again! Please believe me, Asad, as I believe you! This was her plan, she doesn't want the nikaah to happen with me, she wants to marry you!" Zoya yelled, her voice cracking.
Asad felt his fists clench, but still he held on to Zoya with all his might. When she had trusted him, blindly, without proof, just on his word, and his eyes, how could he not trust her? But Tanveer? She was his friend! Why would she do this? Why would she want to marry him, when it's clear as full moon that he is, and will always only belong to Zoya!
Asad decided that this was not the time. They needed to compose themselves, and would marry Zoya today, if it was the last thing he did. But he held on to her. And he held him even tighter. They were already one. No one, not even fate, could separate them now. And they both silently vowed to tackle anyone who dared to do so.
There they stood, drenched in the cleansing drops of rainfall, as they finally accepted each other, for all eternity.
Hope this lifts your spirits a little 😳
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