Chapter 3:
And then after a wait of long 30 minutes, which lasted for centuries for him, HE SAW HER,, he saw her coming down, with her eyes sticked to the stair steps, ignorant of the facts that how someone was waiting for her one glance, how someone was waiting for her one word? that how someone was waiting to look into her face for eternity with insanity? that how someone was waiting to hold her hand and to take her away from this cruel world who always demand sacrifice from the people who love and care? that how someone was waiting to take her away from the sight of people and kiss her to his last breath...
Zoya came down in the hall in a red- green lehnga, with a dupatta on her head. This was not his Miss farooqi, the one whose presence was recognized by the funny shairies and loud jokes. He had to talk to her. She was greeted by everyone present in the hall as New Bahu of Khan Family. Wait! Khan Family?? No it was Rashid Ahmed Khan's family. Everything was wrong, everything was at wrong place. She was his, she was made for him and she had to be with him. But destiny jumbled each piece of puzzle to utmost wrong slot. It was difficult for him to reverse back every game destiny played, but he had to make it, to settle down the storm which was jostling him to the core.
She sensed that HE is near.
Zoya's Prov
He is here! He? Who? Mr. Khan? He can't be! He don't have enough courage to face me, otherwise he hadn't left soon after signatures on nikah papers. He should have stayed by me, to promise, that he would soon take me away from this dark dungeon. But he left me here in between the people who are asking me to register ayaan as my husband. Ayaan as my husband? How I can even think about it? When I don't have anything to give him, I have lost everything to Mr. Khan, my heart, my soul, my love. And there is much to lost to him, there is much i have to lost to Mr. Khan.
He is here. He is here. I can see him. His sleepless eyes are much like mine. I can see his gloomy face with pained expressions. He is in pain too?? Why he is in pain? When he was the one who sent me away from him. He is the one who sacrificed me for his siblings. The siblings who always need proves to be convinced that Mr. khan really loves them, that he don't discriminate among them!
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Haseena b's family arrived. Everybody in family was busy in welcoming them. But Asad Ahmed Khan, the one who could frighten haseena b to blues was standing somewhere in corner of hall to remain out of sight of her, otherwise she could start up a new drama.
It was not like that Asad couldn't dealt with her, but here lied conflict in priorities. He was not here to handle the witch, but he was here to talk into his angel. The lost angel!
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Najma had seen her bhaijaan, he was so broken and hurt. But his presence in SM showed that still he is capable of pretending to be THE ASAD AHMED KHAN. Zoya! Where is zoya? Bhaijaan wants to talk to her, I guess. Would she talk to him? I guess she isn't talking to him, that's why Bhaijaan is here. I need to be a love cupid and should try to make them meet.
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Zoya was so fed-up of pretending Bahu of Khan's family. Greeting to everybody, putting up a fake smile, serving gifts to haseena's family and utmost of all showing hatred for Mr. Khan on her face. She was not herself anymore. She had to ran away. But where? Destiny wouldn't forgive her even if she hides in some jungles of Alaska. She was heading to the stair case so that she can let the oceans flow out of her eyes under the pillow in her new bedroom, no in ayaan's bedroom. And then someone pulled her behind the pillar. Shock didn't let her to open her eyes, while her lips were shut down by a strong hand on them.
With her eyes closed, still she could feel that she was so close to him. The shivers running down her spine were proof of his touch. The touch she was aching for, from last 7 days. Slowly, she opened her eyes, the eyes which displayed nothing but love and thirst for him. But she was angry with him. And she had to be to make him realize the sin he committed. But! Wait, don't he knows what he has done. Of course he does know, otherwise he had not been there, at the place which was just a sign of misery and blackness in his and his mother's life.
It was a while that she hadn't taken in air. In last 7 days she recognized that
its not oxygen you need to live for. It's love, it's his love she needs to live.
She was dieing deep inside, with every passing second, cox she wasn't getting her personal brand of heroine. She wanted to make this moment last for eternities. She so close to him. His gaze on her face, his hand on her waist, his fingers on her mouth. She wanted to feel the moments for ever.
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Zoya's Prov
Allah Miyan! What's wrong with him. For what the hell reasons he is so quite? Just staring on my face. He should say something. He should tell how he is regretting after sacrificing our love. I am already melting under his touch. But is here any need for him to mouth his feelings? When I can read his eyes, they are telling me he has gotten enough courage to amend every damage. He would flew me away with him very soon back to our fantasy world. But, today I need to make him say. I need to make him speak his reasons.
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Mm,. k.h..a..mumbling under his hand. Asad came out of the lost state, when he realized they could be easily watched out. He had to take her, where he could talk all details to her. He removed his hands.
Zoya filled her lungs with air while trying to steady her breath.
Asad: Miss farooqi! Are you okay?
Zoya walked away without saying anything.
Right at that time she again felt him. He was again holding her wrist.
Zoya: Mr. khan let me go!
Asad pinned her against the pillar, leaving her wrist. His both hands made their way up her arms to her shoulders.
Asad: Zoya! I asked you! Are you okay?
Zoya: and Mr. khan I told you to let me go!
(zoya struggling under his strong hands)
Asad: I need to talk to you.
Zoya: And I don't want to talk to you after what you did to me Mr. khan!
(while her mind was driving in an opposite route, her eyes were looking away so that he wouldn't be able to read her mind)
Asad: Zoya! Look at me.
(his one hand moved from her shoulders to her chin, to make her to look into his eyes)
Zoya: Please Mr. khan leave me.
(her tone transited from being colder to being broken and then to be pleading)
Asad: do you really want me to leave you?
(annoyance was clear in his tone in his expressions)
Asad's Prov
Zoya is making it harder for me. I have no other way then taking her away from this hall, and kissing her till she admits that she has forgiven me and she is with me in all thicks and thins. I can read in her eyes that she has forgiven me, but she is afraid of confessing. But why she's afraid. I have to give my full to make her to talk to me. I want her to pour all her pains and discomforties into me.
Someone is coming here, I can hear someone's steps closing by.
Asad: Please Zoya! Talk to me (Pleading, holding her face in his both hands). Please zoya. Please
Zoya: Mr. khan! Please leave me. Someone is coming. Please, (trying to free her face with his hands by hers)
Asad dropped his hands as his mind registered it was not time to bring up another drama. Zoya ran upstairs while cleaning up the fresh tears which were flowing out due to Asad's pain. She had enough cried for hers in last 7 days. Now it was her turn too cry for his pain.
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Ayaan asked Asad, if zoya has talked to him. After getting answer in NO, he again repented to his core for separating Zoya and his Bhaijaan. But he had no other way too save nikhat's life. he lost his love, too.
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as engagement party was in full swing by now, so haseena was busy in drooling over gifts she got from residents of siddiqi mansion. So najma got a chance to workout her cupid skills. Najma was searching for Zoya with a meek hope that she would be with bhaijaan right now. While doing this she saw her bhaijaan sitting over his knees in back lawn of siddiqi mansion. This was the best place to make them meet. As some people were busy in house in the preparations of dinner and other were busy in waiting for serving of royal feast.
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There zoya was sitting on the wooden floor, in a lonely corner of ayaan's room. The dam of tears which broke down few minutes back, was not bridged yet. Ayaan came over there, and witnessed a splintered zoya.
Ayaan: zoya! Zoya
(moving closer)
His words were welcomed by nothing but silence.
Ayaan: Zoya! Why u are sitting like this?? Come with me,
(trying to make her stand while holding her wrist)
Ayaan: Zoya! Are you listening me?
Again no response.
Her stammering heart, open eyes and tears oozing out of these eyes were proof that she was still alive, otherwise she was just a soulless body, whose soul flew away the moment Mr. khan decided to sacrifice their love.
Ayaan: Please Zoya! Bhaijaan wants to talk to you. Just talk once. I plead. Please I can't forgive myself for what I did already. If anything happens to him, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself ever. Ever zoya! And neither you would be!
Words were enough too bring her out of her world of shocks and restlessness'.
Zoya: (cleaning her tears) yes! I wouldn't be ever to forgive myself for loving him, for trusting him, for caring for him, for his family. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself for stepping out of khan's villa n my bridal attire, at exact my wedding day, to save life of his... (she stopped herself at the edge of blurting out whole truth)
Ayaan: zoya! To save what?
Zoya: Nothing ayaan! Its nothing
Ayaan: uptill now we didn't get enough time to tell each other the part which lead us to community wedding. And still it's not to. As bhaijaan is waiting for you to talk to him. Please once
Zoya: Ayaan! Please don't push me to,
Ayaan: okay, but think once, it wasn't his fault at all. First it was me and you, who got at wrong place at wrong time, then it was Molvis in community hall, then it was haseena b and then again it was me, who asked bhaijaan to give me his bride for few days. He was never wrong zoya. We all siblings are his weakness despite of the fact we didn't ever did much for him. I again plead you to...
Zoya stopped him by sign of her her hand.
Zoya: don't! Again I say,
Ayaan left the room. She looked at her cell. There were two text messages from najma
Received: 09:30:43 p.m.
Today
From: Tamater
Message: Zoya! Where are you?
Received: 09:33:28 p.m.
Today
From: Tamater
Message: Zoya! I want to talk to you. Its very urgent. Come in back yard. I am waiting. Please zoya, be quick. Its urgent.
Tamater wants me to talk to her. Is it anyway related to imran? (Miss James bond, in her made a re-entry)
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Zoya away from the sight of dinners' made her way to back lawn through back door.
Zoya: Najma! Najma...
No answer
Tamater! Where are you?
In dim lights she saw someone kneeling on the dry grass in back lawn. Her heart throbbed in the umpteenth pain when her mind figured out it was her own part, it was her own reflection, it was her own Mr. khan. who was stooping on the ground like a toddler whose most favorite toy. No. not toy! Whose coloring band, was lost and there he was crying in front of his lord, to take his all toys, to take away all his wishes to return him back his life, his colors.
She turned back to go into house. But she felt like someone chained her feet to the ground. It was not someone! It was her own heart who was running against her mind. Her heart was not allowing her to move back. Yet, it was acting like a magnet in her body, who was attracting her whole figure to him.
Her feet themselves were carrying her to him. She was just a feet away from his scrambled figure, when she heard him sobbing silently. She could feel her heart coming out of her mouth, on looking him in so much pain.
She managed to put her trembling hand on his shoulder.
By the very slight touch, he knew this hand belonged to whom? Its his Miss. Farooqi.
Is she really here? He mumbled to himself, or I am getting better on my hallucinations?
He turned back while keeping his hand on hers.
Asad: Miss farooqi! Zoya!
Zoya: Mr. khan (gathering up last fractions of the courage she had) you are still here?
ASad: Zoya! (standing up, still holding her hand, and bridging up the gap they had)
Zoya: Mr. khan! (startled by this ultimate closeness, it was not new for her, but the time and situation were no more perfect)
Asad: Zoya! I want to talk to you.
Zoya:Mr. Khan! please,, (up heaving of her heart was not going unnoticed) please leave me
Asad got some courage by seeing that he still holded such a strong impact on her
Asad: Do you really want me to leave you?
(a pained voice echoed in zoya's ears, and it was enough for her)
I want him to leave me? Did I ever asked him to? he was the one to walk away every time!
Zoya: mr. khan? what did you said? i want you to leave me? Did I ever asked you to? How you could even say like this?
(raising her volume, and a fresh layer of tears started making their way down)
Asad: Zoya!
Zoya: Mr. khan! was it my decision to leave khan villa? Was it my decision to sign these nikah documents? was it my decision to stay here at Siddiqi mansion? No mr. khan! it wasn't mine, it was all yours for what I am paying now..
Asad: You are paying? You are the only one who is paying? Can you have even a slightest idea how much I have missed you,, (warmth of his breath blowing on her face, was enough to run shivers down her spine)
Zoya: Don't you say that Mr. Khan! you don't, You don't miss me, otherwise you had came earlier to meet me,
Asad: I couldn't Zoya, (leaving her and turning away)
Zoya: Look at me Mr. Khan! (pulling his arm to make him turn around, but he didn't. she moved to other side to face him) Who stopped you?
Asad: You! Your eyes, your tears, your gestures who were shouting at me, that I am a sinner! I have done a crime of breaking your heart, your trust, our relationship, our bond, (he was blurting out everything coming into his mind, when zoya shut down his mouth with her hand)
Zoya: Our bond, our relationship? Is it broken? Where did that come from? You said we don't love each other any more? Mr. Khan you said i am no more yours? You said you have... (zoya shaking her head in disbelieve)
Asad: No,, zoya.. I..din't mean..i, was.
Zoya: Just stop it Mr. Khan! I least expected from you to admit this all non-sense, you are admitting this false nikah. I told you earlier, I never said YES to the Nikah. Don't you trust me? Mr. khan! still I cannot believe that..that (she stopped to take a deep breath)
Asad: Zoya! Zoya! I know, Ayaan also told me, Nikah did not happened. Zoya! Please listen to me (again holding zoya with her shoulders, with utmost strength he had)
Zoya: What? What Mr. khan? do you have slightest idea of the pain I am going through
Asad: I do have Zoya
Zoya: No you don't have, otherwise you hadn't played with me like a child do with his toy, playing with it all the day and night, then his endeared friend arrives asking for the toy for few days... he gives him saying, okay return me back once you are done. What? If the toy is broken during that transit? What if that toy is lost? What if that toy is
(this was the maximum, asad could behold)
He took her in rib crushing hug, holding her tightly against his chest. His hands were all over her, her lower back, her waist, her shoulders, her nape, her head.
he was mumbling: No zoya! i wouldn't let anybody hurt you. i know i am the one who hurt you every next day. but i would put this all to end Zoya. Don;t ever say that Zoya. I wouldn't let my angel to be lost, Zoya..Zoya!
Soon he realized one sidedness of the passion and love, zoya wasn't responding.
Asad: Zoya! Zoya!
Pulling himself back,
Zoya: hmmm?
Asad: what's this?
Zoya: what??
Asad: Please tell me whatever you are thinking? whatever you are feeling! tell me very seriously what do you want me to do??
Zoya: Mr. Khan,
Asad: Yes,, (by node of his head he told her to continue)
Zoya: Mr. Khan!! I want to go away,,
Asad: what? Where?? I would take you away soon! I came here to just tell you that..that I would take you away, Soon! Very soon! You were not listening to me.
Zoya: Mr. Khan..
Asad: what is it Zoya? Please speak up your mind, its eating me up.
Zoya: Mr. khan! would you be able to take me away??
Asad: This is what you are just worried for?
Zoya nodded in yes.
Asad: do you believe me?
Zoya: I always told you that, I really do Mr. khan! more than myself!
And this time Zoya took asad in a passionate hug, her hands were all over his muscular back, she was tracing each and every part like a blind do to memorize the details. He smelt like lavenders', no fresh laundered linen, no orchids, No, no.. cinnamons', what so ever but the fragrance she was peeping in, was nothing but her personal brand of heroine, here u go away, there you die. This time hug was responded well by both of the occupants, he was tugging her head into chest by pulling her with hairs.
After few minutes, he pulled back to stare into her eyes to ask permission to move on!! His thumb was tracing her jaw line, then cheeks and then lower lip. Her hitching breath was granting him permission to forget everything. Her eyes told him that she needs him, she needs him around her, on her and in her.
Asad: Zoya! I should go,,, (holding zoya away from his body, on an arm's length)
Zoya: please, (her head was shaking due to the adrenaline rush, she was going through, tears again making there way down her cheeks)
Asad: I cannot stay Zoya,, (dropping his hands on either sides)
Zoya: please stay Asad! (she was numb, she didn't wanted him to leave)
Asad: If I would stay even for a single more minute, it would be harder for me to stay away from you (closing his eyes as in defeat)
Zoya: who asked you to?
(These 4 magical words were enough for him)
Suddenly, he grabbed her by the waist, tilting her face up with the other hand. Then he did what he hadn't thought, he placed his lips on hers. She was corresponding equally and eventually. They had always wanted to restrain from physical intimations before they get married. But, it was not possible for them now. The ravenous desire which woke up by a long separation of 7 days had no other way to be fulfilled. The taste of their first kiss was no more less than the heavens, they wanted to be like that for eternity... they never thought their first kiss would be like this, in a back yard under dim lights peeping in from distant decorating fairy lights in car porch of siddiqi mansion. They had planned it to be in their wedding bed, with flowers enveloping them in a room enlightened by nothing but moon light.
After few moments, Asad pulled back afraid for Zoya, putting his forhead on hers, and cupping her face in his hands.
Asad: ZOya!!
Zoya: hmmm (she was still under the impact of heavens)
Asad: Are you okay? (worry clear in his tone)
Zoya: I never felt better than this. (a slight smile playing on her lips)
He again drifted into a passionate hug with her, murmuring all his promises in her ears.
ZOya! I wouldn't ever leave you. Soon, I would take you away from this cruel world, into the world of our dreams and love. Zoya! But promise you are not again going to put me through all of this. Please be in contact with me. I need you ZOya! To get back to our life. Just 7 more days. I promise, I promise ZOya!
zoya kind of more stubborn,
and Asya romance kind of more bold,,,
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