Hello Shello Forum peeps.š I had this update ready days ago but lately, the forum has been in an uproar for obvious reasons. I think as a viewer I am ready for whatever the Cvs bring as only they know how they want the story to play out.
Anywho, coming back to the update, it's short. But the next one should be nice and long, it's work in progress.š³ Thank you for all the appreciation you all have given so far š¤
Part 4
I whipped my head around to see his handsome figure standing there illuminated by the moonlight. I wiped the tears even though he had heard my sobbing. "Asad, you shouldn't be here. Please leave", I said as I turned back to the water, dismissing him.
He came to me and gripped my shoulders tightly forcing me to look at him, "Why? Why shouldn't I be here?", he asked angrily. I sat mutely as I tried to turn my face away.
"How did you know I was here?", I asked him a question of my own.
"I..I couldn't go home without seeing you again. I was waiting outside your house fighting with myself when I saw you leaving; I followed you here. I need answers, Zoya", he said as he stood in front of me.
"I don't need to give you any answers, Asad", I turned away, ready to leave.
"Yes you do, Zoya. God damn it. You left me years ago without even saying a word. Do you have any idea how I spent these years without you? ", he said angrily as he held my arm and crashed me against his chest.
"Asad, we already said goodbye at the beach that day", I whispered more to myself than him but he heard me.
"Did we, Zoya? Did we really?", he asked but I remained silent.
He held my chin lightly and tipped my face up to look at him; I saw his anger melt away and only tender love shone in his tearful eyes. "Ten years, I am seeing you after ten years and you are denying me this too. ,he whispered softly as he pressed my forehead against his.
"Ten years, I have pined for you for ten long years, dreaming of you every night, hoping to find you someday. , he continued to whisper as he put his hands on my waist pulling me closer gently.
I melted further with every word as I felt him slowly pulling me closer but I made no effort to step away.
"Ten years, there hasn't been a day those years that I haven't thought of you. I have missed you everyday." he said as he nuzzled his nose along my cheek. "Didn't you miss me? Didn't you think of me even once?", he asked.
"I missed you, Asad, I confessed as my control finally broke and I hugged him tight. "I missed you so much, there was never a day I didn't think of you." I placed my head on his chest listening to his rapid heartbeat, finding an odd peace at the thud thud of his heart.
"Zoya, I can't believe I have found you again", he said through tears as he cradled my face in his hands as if I was a porcelain doll. He wiped my tears off and I knew my mascara had run leaving my eyes looking like a black raccoon's.
I automatically reached up to wipe my eyes and felt my hair, "Allah Miya what's wrong with me? I look like a mess. Did you have to see me when I look so horrible?", I whined like a child forgetting the situation we were in. It was like we had gone back in time in a blink of an eye.
He chuckled softly before he held my face again. "Do you remember the full moon we saw together years ago?", he asked even though we both knew the memory was forever in our hearts.
"Of course I remember"
"I am looking at my moon. The moon's beauty is nothing compared to my Zoya's beauty. And for me, you are the most beautiful in the world.", he said again once again cradling my face in his hands and staring intently into my eyes. I felt like I was once again seventeen sitting with Asad by the lake on our camping trip. It was as if the years apart had never existed.
He kissed me tenderly on my forehead before he protectively wrapped his arms around me. I closed my eyes as I relaxed in his embrace finally finding peace. "I love you, Zoya. God has given us another chance at happiness."
My eyes snapped open at his words and I abruptly came out of his embrace; he looked at me incredulously. I now realized I had unintentionally led Asad on. I was being unfair and I had no right .
"No Asad! This can't happen. Asad and Zoya are not destined to be together. It can't be.", I said with a defeated expression.
"Why Zoya? I have become everything you father wanted. I run my own company: Dilshad Constructions, which is one of the most successful in India."
"Really?", I asked and he nodded. My hearts swelled with pride as I listened to him explain his journey from the day I left till today.
"Zoya, do you still think I am a man who your father wouldn't approve of ?", he asked as he held my hands and looked at me with hope.
I reluctantly withdrew my hands from his, "Asad, that day my parents died because me. I told them I would never marry anyone other than you and Abbu decided to go out in the stormy weather to talk to your Ammi.". His eyes showed the surprise of my words. "I can't afford to lose my parents again. Zeenat Ammi and Anwar Abbu have adopted me and loved me as a daughter since the day my parents died. I can't hurt them, I just can't.", I explained as I sat on the grass again.
"Zoya, I can--", he started to say as he sat next to me but I didn't let him.
"No Asad, I know I am being unfair to you but please accept it. Zoya and Asad's names can't ever be joined together.", I whispered with a heavy heart and ran to my car without glancing back.
"Zoya, wait, please listen to me", he pleaded but I ignored his pleas I ran away..again.
I drove breaking most traffic laws until I reached home in the fastest time ever from the lake. Deep down, I kept hoping that he would follow me back; that he wouldn't give up on us. I ran into my room and crashed on my bed hugging his photo frame I still treasured. I cried until exhaustion finally lured me to sleep.
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"Zoya bacha", I heard my Abbu's voice call me softly. I fluttered my eyes open and smiled as he patted and stroked my hair with love.
"Abbu", I whispered, in shock unable to believe that I was looking at my father's smiling face. I rubbed my eyes, driving the sleep away.
"Yes my bacha. Abbu is here to see his princess.", he said as he held his arms out. I rushed forward to hug him close. This was the first time my father had come to see me.
"Abbu, your princess missed you. I can't believe you are here.", I said as I held his hand he rested on my cheek. "I know you have never forgiven me for that night."
"No my princess, I don't---"
"No Abbu, I know. I have not forgiven myself for it either. I can never forgive myself ", I broke down and hugged him close.
He tilted my face up to meet his eyes. "Do I look upset to you?", he asked. "I have forgiven my daughter. I never understood the love you and Asad shared and Allah punished me and separated me from my daughter. But Allah wants my daughter to be happy; that's why he brought Asad back in your life."
I looked at him in shock, but he continued, "Zoya, my bacha, you have every right to be happy with the man you love. You have my blessings. Always be happy. ", he whispered before he vanished.
"Abbu !", I yelled and my eyes snapped open. I sat up and frantically looked around but he was gone. Or maybe he was never here.
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Zoya dreams of her Abbu giving his blessing, is it a sign ? š
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Edited by maankigeet4ever - 11 years ago
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