One More Day Without You! Asya Three Shot - Page 4

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Chapter 1:

Do "She" Miss Me too??

Zoya's prov

I was witnessing cheerless and dull Tamater from many days. Tamater! my sweet friend and sister to be, was sad. And soon I found out the reason for all her discomforts, She was in love, she was deeply in love with a guy named, Imran. I didn't knew the guy. but I knew bringing both of them together is only solution of Tamater's mood swings. I played role of good friend and bhabhi. But soon I found some weird happenings related to Imran, like phones from maternity hospital, imran's odd reaction, strange posts on his facebook ID.

Things were still bearable and least complex, but the day I saw him with the evil faced Tanveer, I felt something fishy and devious. And their meeting in a garden confirmed all my doubts, that they do share an unexplainable bond. I could not finger, but I knew something, no Everything was wrong. I didn't had proves so how I could convince Mr.Khan? he needed proves to comply with my doubts. Linking of Imran and Tanveer's life wouldn't be enough for him. how I could make tamater to admit that his Imran was not faithful towards him?

My wedding day, the day I had waited so long. The day I adored so much, because this day would only come once in my life. The day which would convert Ms. Zoya farooqi into Mrs. Asad Ahmed Khan. The day which would make sure that there would be no more fears and uncertainties. The day which would unite me and Mr. khan into a resilient bond. Two lost parts of a puzzle would be together again.

I carried so many dreams for that day, "THE WEDDING DAY". But, then a storm jostled my life pinning up all the beautiful dreams for tomorrow.

Imran was going to some maternity hospital to meet tanveer. Uff Allah Miyaan! Again maternity hospital! Again evil name Tanveer. I had to be there, to know the reality hidden before the mask imran was endorsing. I knew something was going on between imran n tanveer. But what? I had last chance to get answer of all my questions arising in my mind. My one selfless move could save najma's life. What if imran was also an immoral and bad creature like tanveer? Tamater's life would be destroyed at one hand and on other hand, Mr. khan wouldn't ever bless me with a pardon. He would broke down, surely he would splinter into thousand pieces, and I wouldn't be ever able to put him back together. He loved tamater and phuphi so much. He told me at the day when an attacker tried to kill phuphi, that any harm done to his sister and ami wouldn't go unnoticed. He wouldn't ever forgive me. So I had to do something before any worst and unalterable thing happens in najma's life.

And then these dark moments, the moments which made me enough numb, that I was not even able to run away. But I had to, I had to reach khan mansion before nikah. But tanveer captured me, her devil laugh and her evil eyes chained me to the ground. She took me into a room, pinning me on the bed with the help of her wicked goons, trying to kill me.

I wouldn't let your Mr.khan miss you ever! Her stinging words were tending to burst my ear drums. I had to spit on her mouth to make her come back in the present. The present where Mr. khan were only mine. He adored me so much that nobody could even try to have an inch place in the whole world of his heart. we were two, inseparable, indissoluble cohorts joined to each other with souls for eternity. But her confidence told me that she was still in the game, she still carried filthy plans in her mind, to play on.

I had to trick them all, to make my way to my Mr. khan, who would be waiting for me at khan's mansion. I had to tell him each and every thing before nikah happens. I gathered my all courage to run away. But destiny took me to the community wedding hall. Where darkest moments of my life had to come into play, stancing me to death. When I traded My love Mr.khan with Raabert, my friend. The exchange was so prompt that nobody had enough time to react about.

The happening burnt me, burnt each and every part of me. It was not the first time when I was burnt in my life. My mom died due to fire, my childhood was also burnt in that fire. Difference lied in the fact that this fire was rather rational. Physical fire just burns your parts. But flames of this fire burnt our relationship. It burnt love and trust we holded. These flames burnt my soul who thrived for Mr. khan all the time.

Physical fires are salubrious because still there are chances of survival. But burns from the mental and spiritual fires are fatal, who can make you a living corpse.

Asad's Prov

Slumber is for those who are calm and happy.

The day, she left me was the last day of my life, Life which was beautiful and joyful. I lost my everything that day. I dreamt, that after this day there would be no gaps n ridges between us. We both would become one soul, inseparable soul. I would love her to the insanity. I loved her to insanity, but I thirsted for more. I wanted her, I wanted everything of her, her tears, her griefs and last but not least, her body. I wanted to show her, that I was not that much emotionally challenged, as much she labeled me to be. I would give her every inch of me reciprocating to her love and desires.

After that day, I lost my everything, my trust, my faith, my sleep and utmost of all love of my life. Sleep stays miles of away from my eyes. Her face, her innocence never leave my eyes. So I have to keep myself busy in all my office work, and come back to house by 11 or 12 in night, so that I don't get time to miss her.

"I stay up just late enough until I am just exhausted enough that I can fall into my bed and sink into immediate slumber. Because I can't stand lying in a bed in a dark room alone with just my thoughts for so many hours and hours".

But is it possible for me to not miss her? Because u miss those people who are left forgotten.

Her love, her hate, her innocence, her betrayal, her silly charming shairies and her sobs between the words "Yes Mr. Khan it's true, we got into Nikah by mistake" nothing goes forgotten.

I miss her, but what is it? It's love or it's hate? I miss her for what? Do she really miss me too?? Oh God! Help me to forget all these bitter memories, but I wonder if I would be ever able to!!

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