FF - Asad and Zoya in Italy - Link to Thread Two on Page 1 - Page 4

'No Miss Farooqui this is not a personal question. I am feeling better than before now. Actually I was having cervical pain.'

'Oh thats the reason. Anyways, I was thinking to show you some places here but you are not feeling well, but if you would have than you can think about its costal area and rich history rather than organized crime.' She said intentionally to let him know that she didn't like his thoughts about Naples.

'You are giving too much importance to my words. I have saw many beautiful places of Naples in movies. I already know its a beautiful place. ' He tried to convince her.

It bought a smile on her face and somewhere inside he felt happy too.

'Well lets have pizza then. If you are in Naples and you don't eat pizza then seriously Mr Khan you wasted your trip.' She said while parking nearby a restaurant.

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After having pizza they were back in the car. She started driving again.

'You have wasted your whole day because of me.' He said looking at her.

'No I didn't. I wasn't going to do anything special. I am enjoying my vacations these days. Its good that I came here. I have came her after 6 or 7 years.' He didn't ask her about her job or anything.

They were back to Rome in three hours.

'Benvenutto a roma a citta eterna.' She said greeting him in Italian. He smiled at her.

'I got la citta eterna, tell me the meaning of other words.'

'Welcome to Rome the eternal city.' She said smilingly and proudly.

'You love your city so much, isn't it ?'

'I really really love this place. Roads, buildings, bars, pizza everything. Even if ever in my life my lover asked me to choose between me and Rome. I will choose Rome because. . . .' She stopped suddenly thinking that she is going too far.

Oh God ! She is so loud sometimes. Wait ! what did she just say ?

'Miss Farooqui Do you love someone ?'

'No Mr Khan not at all.' He was satisfied somewhere inside. Oh no why did I ask this question ? All the time I am telling her to not ask personal questions and here I am the one asking.

'You know what ? You never know the value of what you have till you lose it. If I was always living in Rome than I wouldn't have knew the value because this place is not with me now all the time.' She said after a while. He looked at her she looked sad.

'I was thirteen years old when my parents got divorced. My father asked for our custody but he only got me. My sister lived here with my mom and I left for London with my Abbu. He didn't care whether I want to live with my sister or not, or whether I want to live in Italy or London. Because he belonged to India so it doesn't matter to him whether its London or Italy.' He was listening to her quietly but was surprised when she told him that she is from India.

'So your father is from India ?' She looked at him on his question.

'We know each other from so many days but we have not given our introduction to each other even.' She said again with a smile.

'I didn't knew that you are from India.' He said trying to avoid topic of his introduction.

'Yes I am basically Indian but I was born here and my mom was Italian. She passed away some years back. Besides that I live in London. I have done masters in painting there. I am teaching painting at Royal school of arts. Painting is my passion, my profession. Whenever I am free I am painting or preparing for my exihibitions. But it doesn't matter how much busy I am I have to come here in these two months, to my Rome.' They were near his hotel but were stuck in traffic when she said 'Now your turn ?'

'Me.' He said and then thought for a moment and said 'I have done Bachelors in law from America and working in Doha as a legal advisor now.' He said and she started laughing. He looked at her in confusion.

'This was too much Mr Khan. I am tired of listening your introduction.' He got her taunting tone. She was still smiling and said 'Seriously, if you would have said one more word then I would have died. This is exactly what I expected from you Mr Khan.'

'Its not that funny Miss Farooqui.' He was getting irritated by her laughter now.

'It is Mr Khan for me.' She said while stopping the car in his hotel.

'So are we friends now ?' She said with a hope on her face.

He is not going to meet her after leaving Rome till then he should be friendly with her. She helped him in his bad times, he thought. He could feel her face saying please.

Why is he taking so much time ? Say yes Mr Khan, please, she thought.

'Yes we are.' He said finally.

'Yesss I knew it !! I knew it !!! I knew it Mr Khan you would say yes.' He wanted to calm her down but she was too loud. He seriously was having an headache now. 'You know what Mr Khan if anyone else was with us I would have bet with him that you will say yes because I know you are rude.' He looked at her. 'But you are not that bad Mr Khan.' she said noticing his eyes on him. He started pinching his nose.

'I think you should go now and rest because of this work load you are having an headache now.' She said feeling pity on him.

Yes I should leave before my brain is of no use. He thought and then he left.

She says Mr Khan so differently and in a cute way. He was in his room when he started thinking about her. His phone started ringing he took out his phone. It was his mother Dilshad Ahmed Khan calling him after a month. He was feeling many things at a time happy, sad, loved, annoyed. He picked up the call and sat on the bed.

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She was back home. She went straight to the kitchen to her aapi.

'Hi aapi.' She hugged her.

'Agayi tum ? Kahan chali gayi thi subah subah ?(Here you are. Where were you since morning ?)'

'Its a long story. Let me take shower phir mein apko btati hun.' Aapi always wanted her to speak urdu so she tried her best to speak to her in urdu.

She came out of shower. She was more than happy today Asad was finally her friend, his most precious friend. She was in love with him from the first day she met him. I wish he falls in love with me too. Her phone was ringing when she was lost in her thoughts. It was her abbu calling her from India.

'Asalam O Alaikum, How are you beta ?'

'Walekum Asalam Abbu, I am fine. How are you ?'

'Fine. Aaj mein tumhein miss ker raha tha to meine socha ke tumse baat kerlun. Tum Rome mein hogi aaj kal ?(I was missing you today so I thought I should call you, You must be in Rome these days ?)'

'Jee.' She was not interested in talking to him after her sister's wedding.

'What are you doing these days ?' He really was missing her.

'I am preparing for my solo show these days. I am having an exhibition next month in Florence.' Like always she was really excited about her painting.

'Phir to tum bohat busy hogy ?(You must be busy then ?)'

'Jee. Aunty kesi hain ?(Yes, How's aunty ?)'

'She is fine. She is saying why don't you come to India ?'

'I will.' She tried to avoid this question like always.

She only loved her sister the most in this world. And her father had always seperated her from her sister intentionally or unintentionally. She was living a happy life but whenever she used to talk to her father she felt sad. She remembered her childhood in Italy when she and her sister were seperated.

She was having a job in London, her dream job. She can't leave it or else she would have settled down in Italy. She knew in there marriage her mother was at fault but still she didn't want to leave Italy and her sister.

She was 18 when her mother died and her sister Sam came to live with them in London. She was happy now. Her father got married to a Indian woman after divorce. Sam was studying in Milan now. After some time her father went back to India. He wanted her to come with him too but she didn't.

Three years back from now she went to India. Sam was already there. She was getting married to a man of his father's choice. It was like a business deal. She tried to convince Sam that don't marry him he is 15 years older than you but she wanted to save her father's business. And she got married to Hashim who was already having two kids from his first wife who died in a car accident.

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He was in his office working on his laptop when she called him.

'Hello !'

'Ciao Mr Khan' He didn't say anything .

'Where are you lost Mr Khan ? You forgot me again ?'

'No I know you Miss Farooqui. I have saved your number.'

'Thank God I thought you forgot me again. You remember me so you must remember that we are friend's now. Anyways tell me how are you feeling now ?'

Ughh ! Again that question Why is she so concerned about me ? I don't like those people who care about me.

'I am fine now.'

'Good. Are you busy in the evening ?'

'No I am not busy but I have. . . .' He was going to make an excuse.

'You are not busy so that means I am coming to pick you at five. Ok ? We are going to Spanish steps today.'

'No Miss Farooqui. Thanks for the offer but I am not in the mood to go anywhere.'

'You don't want to but I want you to see Rome. So no excuses. Just look at Rome today with eyes of a Roman girl.' She didn't listen to him and cut the call.

He was confused why is she interested in all this. What does she want from me ? I should finish my work early and leave before she comes.

He was done with his work at 4 and was leaving his office when she came inside.

'Ciao Mr Khan.'

'Ciao.'

'I was not busy so I thought I should come here and wait for you but you don't look busy.' She saw his laptop bag in his hand.

'Ya I am done with my work.' He said in a low tone.

'Ok then lets go.' He joined her in her car. He didn't want to go but she helped him yesterday he can't stop her.

They were standing outside Spanish steps now.

'So you want us to go to the church through stairs or lift ? Or if you want we can sit here ?'

'Lets sit here for now.' They went up to some stairs and sat down. He was not interested in going to the church.

'Today we are done with Spanish Steps. Tomorrow is Saturday so I will pick you up in the morning and we will go to Colosseum Forum and Pantheon.'

He was getting irritated by her now. He was not interested in Rome at all. Why was she taking so much interest in him ? He thought he should ask her directly.

'Miss Farooqui can I ask you something ?' Zoya was looking at him now.

'No I am not in love with you Mr Khan.' She said with a naughty smile on her face.

He was shocked. Was she reading my mind ? No she can't she just guessed it but she guessed it right.

'You were going to ask this right ?' Yes he was going to ask this but in a different way. A smile came on his face.

'No' He tried to control his smile.

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