AsYa SS: Please Forgive me Zoya {pt8 pg91 1/8} updated - Page 14

ok, i was in no mood to type this today after typing 10 page essay so excuse me if u find any error, i ll reread it later and correct them. Don't kill me for the leap😆, it was much needed😆.

8 Months Later

It had been 8 months since Zoya left and no one knows where she is, he tried everything he possibly could to find her but she was nowhere to be seen or found. This past 8 months had changed everything in his life, he hardly talk to anyone, he hardly eat anything, he buried himself in work, he usually lock himself in his room when he is home. For his workers he turn into a monster, he would scare the shit out of them if he find a little mistake, it was just so unlike him.

Dilshad and Najma had been so worried with the sudden change in him, but they couldn't help it since he always brush off the topic whenever thy questioned him. But Najma being the sneaky one knows his sudden change was because of Zoya, she even found out that her Bhaijaan went all the way to New York looking for her but returned without her. His eyes usually would be puffy and bloodshot red as if he cried all night when he comes for breakfast.

Najma, herself tried her best to find where zoya is, and she did got a hold of little information about her but she had no idea if she should tell her Bhaijaan or not. She just couldn't see her Bhaijaan in that condition, but she can't also keep his hope too high when she herself doesn't know if the information she got is correct. She was in dilemma. Having a battle between her mind and heart, she finally decided to tell him anyway, she know he has been looking for her like crazy so what's wrong if she make him look for her 1 more place. At least zoya would live with them forever if he find her and that was all she wanted.

Making up her mind she made her way to his room, she knocked before entering; he had strictly told her to knock before she comes in after she found him on floor with his head buried in his knees once.

"Come in." comes the voice. She walked in and saw her brother was so engage in his laptop with his hand folded together and his eyes glued on screen. He didn't even bother to look up.

"What is it Najma?" he asked, still staring at his laptop. When she raised her head to speak she saw a reflection of his laptop screen on the window; she knew her Bhaijaan was in love but now it was confirm.

He was staring at zoya's picture. She tried to hold back the tears that were threatening to spill. She have never seen her bhaijaan so broken, so lifeless, he wasn't the strong and akdu type anymore. No matter how much he try to show off she knew he was completely shattered.

She swallowed her lump "B- Bha-bhaijaan...z-zo-zoya" she stammer, letting a tear drop.

His head shot up, his eyes widen, image of her lifeless body from mangulpur come flashing in front of him once again, making him drain all the color from his face. He rushed toward her.

"you know something about her? Is she OK? How is she? where is she?" He showered her with questions without taking breath. There was a panic in his voice.

"Y-yes...i mean no...i mean" she took a long breath as she watch Asad getting restless with her stuttering "She went back to USA." she said wiping off the tears that were escaping from her eyes.

"No, she didn't Najma, I went..." but he stopped midway when he realize what he was about to blurt out.

"I know bhaijaan, Zoya never went back to New York, and I also know you went to New York, so no need to hide it from me." she chuckled seeing her bother mouth turned into perfect O shape. "I found your old bank statement few weeks ago when I was cleaning your room." she added quickly.

"I found out where she used to work, hmmm..one of my friend saw her there." she said giving him the address she had.

"Microstrategy Company, Washington DC (DC is the capital of USA and only 4 hour drive from NY), isn't this where hello khala son Mohan works?" he asked on which najma nodded. "Thank you" he give her a tight hug causing najma giggle.

"Please take care of yourself and ammi, I ll try to be back as soon as possible" he said peeking on her forehead before rushing out.

After 48 hours, there he was standing at the entrance of Microstatery, waiting for Mohan to receive him. "Hey dude." someone called from behind. He turned around, his lips curled into a small smile.

"Hey I have been waiting for you for a while" Asad replied.

"I am so sorry, I got cut up with work" he apologized, "come let's go inside" he added. As Asad and Mohan walked toward Mohan office, the security on the front desk called Mohan and informed him, he was needed in the 5^th floor immediately.

"Asad do u mind waiting for a while, I have to run upstairs to see what's going on" he asked apologetically.

"Not a problem, but do you mind if I wait for you in your room, I don't like waiting here" he asked making Mohan laugh.

"Yes sure it's the 1^st room on the right" he replied pointing his finger toward his office. Asad smiled and nodded in return.

After Mohan left, he walk up to the reception "Excuse me, I am here to see Ms. Zoya Farooqui, can you tell me where I can find her?" he inquire politely.

"I'm sorry Sir, Ms.Farooqui is on leave" the lady on reception stated.

"Do you know when she will return?" he asked.

"She wouldn't be returning for next 5 month." she replied, destroying his last ray of hope.

"hmm...can you please give me her address, I-i have to see her for something really important." he begged her.

"I'm sorry sir, we aren't allowed to pass out any personal information about our employees, it's against the law." she replied giving him a helpless look.

"hmm..it's alright, thank you" he murmur in disappointment and made his way to Mohan office.

He pace around the room, he had no idea what to do now, he can't wait for 5 month, he can't leave his ammi and Najma all alone for so long, what was he gonna do now he thought but than his eyes fall on Mohan laptop which was lying over his desk, he peep outside to make sure no one was around and quickly made his way to the desk. He opened the employees record file and skim through the names that was on the list until his eyes finally fall on *ZOYA FAROOQUI* making him spread huge smile across his facing, revealing his teeth and pushing dimples on his skin. He quickly note down the information.

"Hey dude, what you doing" Mohan questioned making Asad jump up in frighten.

Asad just give him a nervous smile, "i...hmm...woh...actually..." He stammer, trying to think of a valid excuse while Mohan just stood there with his raised eyebrow.

"Woh...Actually my PA just called and information me that I have to respond to one of my client email immediately..so..i...just!!! I'm sorry I should have asked you before using it" he lied.

"Hey dude it's absolutely fine, you could use it" he answered.

"Yes thank you, I am done" he replied closing the taps.

"OK, come let's go, I will show you around." Mohan said pushing the door open and gestured him to walk out first with his hand.

"hm, Mohan why don't we do it next time, I actually think I should get going now, you know it's gonna snow anytime, so I need to get back to my Hotel, I don't wanna get cut up in snow later." He tried to reason with him.

"But you just came, I haven't seen you for so long, I have a lot to talk about, I will drop you off later." Mohan tried to convince him to stay little longer.

"No I'll call you later I promise but I really have to leave now, I' am sorry" He apologize giving him a hug and quickly stormed off without letting Mohan reply. Mohan just shook his head at his weird behavior.

After 30 minutes of driving, he was there, there in front of her house, but by the time he got there, it was already snowing. He got out from his car, crossing his arm around due to cold. He stood there gazing at the house; the house was small yet beautiful with different type of flower surrounding around. He tried to walk up to the front door but his foot simply refused to move forward.

How was he gonna approach her? What was he gonna say? how was he gonna ask her for forgiveness? Will she even forgive him? How will she react seeing him here? Will she even listen to him? What if she isn't here? What if she moved on? Thought of her moving on with some else made his chest tighten, making him feel like he was short of oxygen. He clutched his shirt over his heart and dragged his foot to the front door.

Taking a deep breath, he raised his hand to knock but only to put it back down again. He tried again but failed. His hand refused to ring the doorbell or knock.

"You can do it Asad, you can do it, you just have to ring the doorbell, it's not that hard" he mummer to himself. Taking long and deep breath once again, he raised his shaky hand and finally managed to ring the doorbell. He waited patiently for her to open the door but no one opened the door making him go insane. He ringed the doorbell again and again getting impatient.

"I'AM COMING, I'M COMING."😡 He finally heard someone yelled from inside making his heart pound against his chest as if it would pop out any second. he looked down at his pounding heart and back at the door again, he could feel his face turning red.

how will Zoya react seeing asad after 8 month?, will Asad be able to seek forgiveness from her? Will zoya forgive him?

Part4

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P.S: OK, This was suppose to be only TS so i don't know if i should continue it or not🥱.