Hello everyone I am here with another piece of writing within 24 hours(Yes I have gone mad.)Well here the story begins when Zoya is asked whether she accepts the nikaah while ayaan has already said yes.
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Zoya's POV:
"Kya aap Ayaan Ahmed Khan ko apna shauhar manti hain?" they asked probably for the third time or maybe fourth I don't know.I was hardly able to register anybody's existence leave alone their questions.I knew that the people standing in front of me are very respectable and senior.I knew that I was disrespecting them by not answering them but still I could not make myself answer their question.How could I?A few hours ago I was so happy I was finally getting married to Mr.Khan the love of my life.but in these few hours everything shattered.I never in my wildest dreams thought that any of this to happen.What is with everyone saying that I am married to Ayaan.For God's sake it was a mistake.The nikah even if it happened is invalid.How difficult is that to understand?I am tired of explaining this to everyone and specially Mr.Khan.What is wrong with him?How can he "give" me to his younger brother for his sister's happiness?He very well knows that I cannot live without him.Hell,even he can't live without me.So why on Earth is he hell bent on sacrificing himself and our love?Why doesn't he understand?
"Mai akhri baar puchta hu kya aap Ayaan Ahmed Khan ko apna shauhar qubool karti hain?"The question ringed in my ears again.I knew this was the time to act.I cannot bow down and accept whatever was happening.As soon as my mind registered the meaning of their words I decided to run away.Again.Yes I have to do it for my own sake.I ran away from the house and tried to find a auto to take me somewhere away from this mess.Yes I will return back after a while and smack Mr.Khan on the head for doing something like this but for now I need to run.I was so preoccupied with my thoughts that I became unaware of my surroundings.A loud honkimg sound broke my trance and as soon as I turned to find the source of noise I found myself flying in the air with a sudden force.I banged my head against something hard.Probably a rock.I don't know.I was too dizzy too notice anything.I saw only red everywhere and felt something wet on my forehead.I was too lazy to wipe that wet thing and was about to enter a deep slumber when I heard his voice.He was shouting my name.His voice was pained.But why?Was he this hurt that I didn't listen to him and ran away from there.I knew He surely scold me now but still I wanted to hear that voice once more so that I can sleep peacefully.He shouted my name again as if he heard my demand.Now I didn't want anything more.I felt complete and finally my eyelids dropped because I had no strength.
Asad's POV:
Why wasn't she answering the quazi's question?Is she even listening?God Damn Why is all this so difficult?Am I doing the right thing?I do not know anything but the fact that I cannot risk nikhat's life.I have to sacrifice my love for the sake of my sister's happiness.Ayaan and Zoya's nikaah had happened be it a mistake or whatever.Yes this is the right thing to do.
"Mai akhri baar puchta hun kya aap Ayaan Ahmed Khan ko apna shauhar qubool karti hain?" quazi sahib asked again.I saw a look of determination in her eyes and I knew she was thinking of running away.And as soon as I saw her lifting her lehnga a little up I knew I was right she ran away outside the house and I ran behind her to stop her and to knock some sense into her brain.I saw her searching for some vehicle and called out to her.She didn't react so I presumed that she didn't listen.I noticed a car coming towards her and shouted her name so that she moves away.She didn't listen again.I was scared out of my wits.I ran in her direction to yank her away from the middle of the road but before I could reach her the damage had been done.There she lay in a pool of blood and I could not even move an inch.Suddenly my vision blurred and then I realized that tears have made their way down.I noticed people gathering around her and she was fighting to keep her eyes open.I shouted her name hoping that she will respond to the call.She didn't reply but her eyelids opened a little more.I don't know why but I felt that she wanted to hear her name again and as if in a trance I shouted again "Zoyaaa...".I saw her eyelids closing and immediately rushed towards her.
I took her in my arms and rocked her body back and forth to get her into senses but she didn't respond.I noticed that her forehead was bleeding badly and tried to stop the blood with my hankey.I picked her up and walked towards my car.She needed a doctor asap.I drove as fast as possible and reached the hospital in 15 minutes.I placed her on a stretcher and the doctor came immediately to her aid."She...lot of blood...operation...soon" I could not hear what the doctor said because I was scared..scared to loose her.i registered after a few minutes that the doctors are taking her towards the operation theatre and ten realization dawned upon me.My Zoya's life is in danger.Because of me. I carried my foot towards the operation theatre with great difficulty.I looked inside the OT through the glass window and the sight infront of me broke me.Doctors were hovering over my Zoya.One was giving her injection the other was checking her blood pressure.My Zoya was having difficulty in even breathing. I could not take it anymore and collapsed on the floor.Why is this happening to me?Is allah punishing me because I forced zoya into that house without her wish?If it was my punishment then why was Zoya in pain?In that moment I begged to allah to make my Zoya fine.I promised him that I will never hurt her again.I will do whatever she wants.In order to save Nikhat's life I put my Zoya's life in danger.It was all my mistake.If anything ever happened to Zoya I will not be able to live with myself.Please allah give my zoya back to me.
While I was praying to allah for zoya's safety I felt a hand on my shoulder.I turned back to find ayaan looking at me painfully."Yeh sab kaise hua bhaijaan?" he asked.I felt that I cannot speak at all.I tried to tell him but no words came out.Behind him was his entire family and I thought how did they rach here.Maybe they saw me and zoya on the road. I let it go because it was not important.Nothing was important other than zoya.I saw the doctor coming out of the OT and got up to ask him about Zoya."Doctor Zoya kaisi hai?Vo thik to hai?" I asked.But the hope in me shattered after seeing his dejected face.I knew that something bad was coming.But what I dint know was whether or not I had the strength to bear the news."Dekhiye unki haalat kafi critical hai.Vo kisi bhi tarah ke treatment ko respond hi nahi kar rahi hain.Unke sir pe bohat gehri chot ayi hai aur vo kisi mental trauma mein bhi thi.Is waqt hum kuch keh nahi sakte" The doctor's words rang in my ears.I didn't know any other thing I just wanted my zoya to be fine.All my moments with Zoya danced in front of my eyes.
FLASHBACKS:
"Come On Mr.Khan aap bhi to dekhne vali chiz hain.Nahi nahi mai yeh nahi keh rahi k aap eye candy hain.Hain aap eye candy hain par mai aapko us nazar se nahi dekhti.Trust me."
"Mr.Khan mai is duniya ki sabse lucky ladki hun.Mere pas aap hain,mere personal Salman Khan."
"Aisa kon sa kaam hai jo Zoya Faaruki nahi kar sakti"
"Allah miyan whats wrong with you ?aap kya nikaah k baad bhi mujhe aise hi thank you bolte rahenge.Mrs khan thank you aapne mera khana laga diya.Mrs.Khan thank you aapne mere kapde nikal diye."
"Mujhe subah jaldi uthna bilkul pasand nahi hai to agar aap mujhe khush rakhna chahte hain to mujhe subah jaldi bilkul mat uthaiyega.Aur agar mai aapse kabhi puchu k Mr.Khan kya mai moti lag rahi hu to aapko galti se bhi han nahi bolna hai.Apko bolna hai ofcourse not Zoya."
FLASHBACKS ENDS.
He felt guilt creeping up inside him.He knew that he was responsible for Zoya's condition.He begged allah to return her to him safe and sound and that he will never go against her wish.Only if allah listens to him he will spend his entire life making up to her.But now is it too late?
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