{|Asya TS-Buses, Monsoon & Dimples|} Part III- Page 18 - Page 12

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Originally posted by: DevikaRavish

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PART III

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"Oh you are so dead Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan !!" She said pointing her finger at his chest now and then. "How can you just tell her all this to Zaara? She is just 13. You know that right? What would she think about us? Do you have any..." "Abbu can you please shut her up the same way you did that night?" Zaara spoke up when she realized ammi was not going to let anyone talk now. Zoya's was shocked. She glared at him and whispered to him "I will see you later." "Ammi, how did you feel when you had your first KISS in your pajamas?" Zaara asked teasingly. "Uhh...Asad can we...pleas...please continue the story?" Zoya said. Asad and Zaara extended their hands up in the air and high fived each other. Both the ladies sat on the sofa with Asad in the middle.

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Asad continuing "The next morning, I decided to go and meet Zeenat and Anwar bhaijaan just to get a glimpse of Zoya. I had completely transformed into a lovestruck teenager. Uhh...what love does to a person? Anways I reached the Farooqui mansion and saw the door open. I decided to enter but stopped. I saw Zoya trying to make Anwar bhaijaan understand her point. I decided to hear their conversation. "Zoya, listen to me. Why do you want to go via the buses when we have drivers to drop you through car anywhere you want?" "Jiju, how many times should I tell you that I am here in Mumbai to create my own identity without your help? And plus I am comfortable going via buses...I feel like really I am in Mumbai. So are you going to tell me about the buses or I have to search it out on Google?" She asked. "Okay okay" Anwar said raising his hands up in the air and accepting his defeat. "But remember, don't tell this to your aapi. Otherwise you know what can happen." They both laughed and Anwar gave the info to Zoya and she left from there. I stepped inside the house and was greeted by Anwar bhaijaan. We chatted for a minute and then I straight forwardly asked Zoya's mobile no. to bhaijaan and he happily gave it to me.

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I decided to follow her at that time. I asked the driver to reach my office and kept walking behind her secretly. She reached the bus stop nearly a kilometer away from her house. Man, what's wrong with me? Why did I walk so much? For her? She doesn't even know I am following her. She stood in the line and I decided to join the line too. We both entered Bus No. 67. She probably hadn't noticed me then. There was no seat available to occupy so we just stood there. I was admiring her beautiful lips which I had kissed just 12 hours ago until I was disturbed by the stupid conductor asked me where I was heading to. And then I realized I didn't know where Zoya was going so I asked the conductor about Zoya. "Ermm...just give me the ticket of the place where the lady in the purple shirt was going." I said with a sheepish look on my face. The conductor passed me a weird look and gave me the ticket. I followed her till she got out of the bus but then changed my direction and headed to my office.

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This went on for nearly a month with me following her till she gets down from the bus. I didn't had the courage to speak to her after the kiss incident. Not that I regret it but... And she did notice that I used to follow her but ignored me. One fine day, I had gathered up the courage to face her and speak to her. I walked up to her finally and came in front to face her. She saw me and her expressions changed from shock to happy and then a blush creeped across her cheeks. But she completely ignored me and turned her head to the other side. Travelling from bus was pretty similar to a bumpy rollercoaster ride. The bus driver suddenly applied brakes and that made almost everyone lose their balance. She was going to fall but immediately held my shoulder for support. An electric current passed through my body under her touch. Her hands around my shoulders and my one hand around her waist and the other one held on to the bar to support myself. My face buried in her hair. Her hair smelled of strawberries. She moved a little back and looked in my eyes. After a few moments we both backed out realizing the surroundings around us. Our stop arrived and we both got out of the bus.

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"Why the hell do you come here daily? The great Asad Ahmed Khan-the biggest architect of Mumbai, travels in a bus? Why? Have you gone bankrupt or something? Or did you handover your company to someone else? Tell me! Come on. I am waiting for you to answer mister." Zoya asked in one breath. "Gosh, Do you always talk this much or is it a special day today? And as far as your questions. It's a free country. I can travel wherever I want, whenever I want and however I want." Asad said trying to ignore his erratic heartbeats listening to her voice. "Urghh you are impossible." She said stomping her foot on the ground and turned to walk away. I had to ask her. It was now or never. I quickly held her wrist. She asked" Now what?" "Ermmm...woh actually I wanted to ask you something. Uhh...woh...can we...I mean will you go out on a lunch date with me today?" Asad finally asked. She immediately looked down not letting her eyes to show the truth. "NO. I can't and I won't" She said. Asad felt a prick in his heart but then he heard her voice. "Uhh...woh I mean...not this afternoon, I have some important work to do." His face immediately lit up "So how about a dinner date tonight? Please. I will tell bhaijaan that you are with me. So there shouldn't be any problem." He said happily. "Ermm...but." "Oh come on fatty there is no excuse remaining now. Is there?" "Uhh...okay I will come." She finally agreed and turned to walk away, a little smile formed on her face. "Zoya" he called out to her. "Now what?" she again pulled out her no expression face' and turned. "Nothing, just a small request." He said nervously. "Shoot, Quick I am getting late for my interview." "Can you please wear a saree tonight? It's Okay if you don't want to. It's not like I am forcing you." I asked expecting No' as an answer. "I will see... So what time should I get ready?" She asked retaining the same expressions as if she wasn't all excited. "Ermm...I will pick you up by 9. Be ready and look beautiful as always." I said excitedly. With that she went. I mentally did a happy dance. Zoya was finally coming with me tonight. Gosh, 15^th July, this day would definitely be special.

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I reached the office and cancelled all the meetings which were scheduled in the evening. Completed all my work before 5 pm and was ready to pick Zoya . I was standing outside the Farooqui mansion an hour before. "It's still one more hour to go. What should I do here? Wait or enter the house? It's not that I am entering the house for the first time. I can surely chit chat with Bhaijaan and Aapi. Yeah that's right. I will just go inside. I walked up to the door and rang the calling bell. Aapi opened the door and greeted me in. Bhaijaan and me talked over random stuff in business. Just then aapi came with a glass of juice. "Zoya will be ready in 5 minutes. I will go check" Aapi said smiling at me. "So tell me Asad, where are you both going for dinner?" "Ermmm...I decided to take her to Hotel Oberoi, the five star hotel near Gateway." "Ohh...a great choice...she would love it." Bhaijaan looked here and there...thinking something. He wanted to tell me something I guess but is hesitating. "Bhaijaan, what is it? You can talk to me right?" I said. "Uhh...It's just that I am really worried for Zoya, I want her to get married as soon as possible. Not that I want her to go away from me but I want her to be happy and I know I can't keep her happy for the whole life." He felt better sharing this with someone. "Bhaijaan don't get worried. Zoya is a special girl and she indeed deserves someone special. And that special shall soon meet her."I said smiling and patted his shoulder.

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"You like her. Don't you?" Bhaijaan asked. I was shocked would be an understatement. How did Bhaijaan know? I looked down not able to face him. "Oh come on Asad, now don't be shy. Tell me."Bhaijaan said already knowing the answer. I slightly nodded. He was elated to know that. "So why don't you confess to her. "Do you think I am not trying? I tried but whenever she comes in front, my mouth and brain stops co-operating with my heart. And I end up blabbering something embarrassing."Bhaijaan laughed. "So you confess to her today. See, I will give you tips. Remember, don't ever give her roses because she hates them. I know it's weird for a girl not to like roses but you know Zoya, she is different. And she likes everything in the most simple way. So don't get fancy. Okay?" "I listened to everything and nodded.

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"Here she comes." Bhaijaan said. I turned my head in the direction. There she was wearing a black shiny saree with red and green border and a backless blouse with full sleeves. Her hair let loose. Only makeup on her face was the kajal which made her eyes look more beautiful. She was looking ethereal. She walked up to me. I wished the time would stop there with just me and her. I was admiring her. But the moment I saw her brown eyes...I was numb. I could not move my gaze away from hers. A loud cough interrupted me and I was broken out of trance. "So bhaijaan we will be back soon."I said. "No hurry, take your time." Bhaijaan said teasing me. I blushed at his sentence. We both walked hand in hand and found that it already was raining. I quickly opened the car door for her and helped to be seated. I started the engine and the drive began. It was getting impossible for me to concentrate on the roads looking at her wet form. So I decide to switch on the radio. But that didn't help a lot. All the songs played were the famous old monsoon romantic songs. I cursed my fate. I could see she felt awkward. I turned off the radio and stopped the car aside.

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I looked at her and blurted out the first words that came to my mouth to clear the awkwardness. But my stupid brain and mouth like to make me feel embarrassed. "Uhh...Zoya...woh...tum.." I let out a small groan. She was looking at me expecting me to say something. "Zoya you are looking sexy today." I blurted out without stuttering. Then I realized what I had done and kept both my hands on my mouth and smacked my head mentally. I faced her and saw that she was blushing and fidgeting with her pallu. I smirked Oh so she likes being called sexy?' She whispered a thank you after a few minutes of silence. I tried starting the engine but to no avail. I kept trying but the car didn't start. I went out and checked the engine. The car broke down again. I rubbed my forehead and sighed. It was still drizzling. She came and stood by my side and patted on my shoulder. "Zoya...I think the car broke down. I will call the mechanic and he will repair it." He was going to call the mechanic but stopped when he heard her stomach grumbling. I chuckled. "As always you are hungry and instead of you, your stomach tells me that. Come I will take you to a place I know" I said and we both walked in the rain.

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We were walking for a pretty long time now under the rain. At that moment don't know what happened but she held my hand and intertwined her fingers with mine and looked at me with eyes full of love. That moment I was sure she had the same feeling as mine. I was feeling much more confident then. We reached the dhaba and she looked at me like a little kid look when he sees his favourite candy in front of him. "Asad, how did you know I wanted to eat in a dhaba? I mean do you read people?" she asked, happiness pretty much seen on her face. Her dimples showing up again. "I guess now I know you pretty well. I flashed my dimples. After a few moments of silence she spoke up "Oh so if you don't mind can we eat something because I can wait but this stomach can't." she chuckled at her own statement. I ruffled my hair at the back of my head and smiled. "After you." She smiled and went ahead and settled herself down on a table for two. I meanwhile went to the manager of the dhaba and had a talk with him. I came back only to be greeted with a beautiful sight of Zoya holding her stomach which was now full with hunger. A cute little pout on her lips. I walked up to her. "Have I told you how gorgeous you look today? Just like I imagined the queen of my heart to be." She blushed at my statement. "You also look utterly handsome in this white shirt, red tie and black suit Asad. If looks could kill...i would be dead till now." "Oh Ms Flirt? Huh?" I said occupying my seat opposite to her.

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After sometime I gathered some courage and spoke" Zoya, actually I wanted to confess something to you. But not understanding where to start from." I said. Nervousness, clearly seen on his face. "How should I start? Ermm...yeah yeah...hold it there...yes." said pointing his fingers towards her dimples. "Yes, when the first time I saw you at the stop you took my breath away with these cute little dimples. The moment I saw your eyes, I immediately thought Good job, God'. I am head over heels for you. I love this cute little nose which scrunches whenever you are confused. I love your red rosy lips which formed this cute little pout. The feeling of kissing you was so amazing and heavenly, the moment stills plays in my head. I adore you completely. I know I am taking it to fast but I can't help it. And as being the shy person I don't have the courage to speak it up, so I would just show you." Saying this I went on my knees. First pointing my index finger on me, then placing both my hands on the now erratically beating heart. Finally, extended my hand towards her waiting for her answer. She was numb. I could sense that. My knees were now hurting but I didn't care. All I wanted to know, does she feel the same. The crowd their already looking at us. "Zoya" I whispered. She said "Yes, stupid...I love you too. You know what this was not the kind of proposal I wanted but this was exactly from the person I wanted." With tears in her eyes. I got up on my feet held her hand and kissed them. I was sealed my lips with her and before it turned out to be a passionate her stomach growled. We laughed seeing each other and the crowd cheered with their claps and whistles.

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"Awww...you were adorable abbu."Zaara said kissing her abbu on his cheek. Asad smiled heartedly showing his dimples. "Yeah, yeah...only you abbu is adorable and you ammi?" Zoya said with a pout. "Ammi you are the cutest in the world obviously after me." Zaara said. Zoya hugged her. "Hey, include me too..." said Asad. Zaara pulled him. After their family hug zaara spoke up "What I learnt from the story is love at first sight can happen and I have a living example in front of me. And what helped you with your love story were the buses, monsoon and dimples. Yeah that is the recipe of your love. I wish someone could be just like you Abbu and come in a monsoon and take my heart away. I so wish." "No way princess you aren't going away from me not till you are 30 atleast." Possessive side of Asad took charge. "Oh really? You are impossible Asad. Till 30? I mean seriously?" "Yeah Zoya, I guess 30 would be early too."

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-San🤗

Wow Sanika this was beautiful !!

hey sanika
beautifully written
zaara s soo cute and love the family scene
asad proposed zoya in dhaba 😆
awsome yaar

I told u!!! 😛 i told u that u were an awesome writer! But no u were like no and all! 😡
I loved it!!!! 😳 it was so sweet!!!!! 😃
I think the bus driver thought at the beginning that Asad was a stalker 🤣
Zaara is too cute 😆 when she said to Asad to shut Zoya by kissing her 😆
I loved it!!! 😳
Craving for more!!! 😆
So now start ur next writing work 😆 greedy i know 😉 but it was so beautiful cant help;D
Love u!!! 😳 missing u!! 😭

Very nice update. Love each and everything in this update. Amazing writing. Thanks for pm

That was awsome... !! Asad wants his daughter to marry at 30 and thinks that is also early... 😊 ?? oh man.. that is really cute..