ASYA OS : LOVE REALIZATION

Hi All. My second OS because I got a lot of appreciation and encouragement from all the friends I've made here on the forum. Hope you all like it. This OS begins after Asad and Zoya spent the night in the farmhouse after they consumed the Bhaang pakoras. There is no Tanveer in my OS.

Asad's chin bumped into something hard and he felt some weight on his shoulder. He tried opening his eyes but it took him a few minutes to get accustomed to the bright light in the room. He felt disoriented and his head felt very heavy as he had a pounding headache. Soon he realized that the weight on his shoulder is actually Zoya sleeping, leaning on him and has her hand draped across his waist. He smiled and remembered the conversation they had had the previous night before they both fell asleep. Realization dawned upon him and he smiled thinking that he had actually confessed his feelings. In a soft voice he said "I Love You Ms. Farookhi. I really do. I have since the day I first saw you at the dargaah and will always do... I Love You Zoya." He shifts a little embarrassed at their position and looked at her still sleeping with not a care in the world. He takes a few minutes and admires her sleeping so close to him. A wave of desires hits him hard and he finds himself drowning in it. He very slowly moves towards her and after much thinking places a gentle kiss on her head. A big smile spreads across his face as he realizes what he did and that it didn't feel wrong at all. He felt as though it's his right, only his right. He very gently shakes her to wake her up but gets no response. He tries again but she still doesn't wakeup. Asad sighs at how she is sleeping, like a log, even in such an uncomfortable position. He tries again and shakes her harder this time calling to her in a loud voice. Zoya wakes up with a start and bumps her head into Asad's chin and both wince in pain. Asad recovers first and starts rubbing her head were it hit his chin.

Asad "Aap thora dheere se nahi uth sakti thi Ms.Faroohki? AAp ko zor se lag jati toh?"

Zoya "Allaha Miyan what's wrong with you Mr.Khan? You are the one who screamed into my ear to wake me and now you're complaining? Any normal human would react the way I did."

Asad with a slight smile on his face "Oh! So are you trying to tell me that you are normal? As that's one thing I would never believe."

Zoya looked at him with a gaping mouth and before she could say anything Asad looked at his watch and realized that he was late. Asad got up with a start and told her to hurry up as they were late for the court hearing.

As they were leaving the farmhouse Zoya holds his hand making him stop and asks him if he remembers what happened between them last night. Asad is taken aback by her question. He tries to cover up his expressions and says he remembers nothing. Zoya's face drops as she did remember in bits and hazy flashbacks the conversation that they had and the confessions they both made.

Asad tries to open the door but finds it locked from outside. He looks at Zoya with his eyes narrowed and she starts her ranting trying to justify herself and while doing so it slips of her mouth that it's all her doing. Asad is very furious with her and eHe HHhsssfffssskicks the door with such force that it breaks open. Asad "Ms.Farookhi you knew how important this court hearing was for me. You still have behaved in the same irresponsible and immature manner as is expected out of a girl like you. If I don't make it in time to the court Ms.Farookhi, Allaha kasam Mein aapki jaan leloonga." With that he left Zoya standing alone. Her eyes brimmed with tears seeing him get into the car and speeding off. She couldn't believe he left her, standing alone in a place she knew nothing about and most importantly after their confessions last night that was the least she was expecting. She knew it was not a figment of her imagination or a dream. It was all true, they had confessed their feelings. She called Dilshaad to inform her about the failed plan and that Asad was on his way to the court. Zoya assured her not to worry and that she will be home soon.

Asad reached the court only to see his father out on bail. He was very angry at Zoya as he blamed her for the lost time. He went to his office and immersed himself in work to divert his mind from thinking about Zoya, their last night and his anger. As he entered his home in the evening he found his Ammi and Tamatar very worried. "What's wrong Ammi? Why are you both so worried?" "Asad, Zoya has still not returned." As soon as Asad heard her name he clenched his fists "Ammi relax she will come back and after all its Ms.Farookhi and its normal for her to be irresponsible." Dilshaad told him it's very late and that Zoya is never this late. He looked at his watch and it read 9:30 pm. He groaned with frustration, but ignored what his Ammi said. His ego and anger overtaking his rational thinking he walked into his room. He waited in his room for her to return home with the door to his room open so he could hear her come home. Soon sleep took over his senses due last night's hangover and exhaustion and stress that he went through throughout the day.

Asad was woken by his alarm clock. He looked around and found himself on the sofa in his room. He groaned due the pain he felt in his neck as he spent the night on the sofa waiting for Zoya. As soon as her name crossed his mind a big smile spread across his face remembering their bhang night, their confession and how he kissed her on her head. He got up with a start and realized he was waiting for her to return. No matter how angry he felt he couldn't stop himself from going to her room and checking on her as he really missed her. It had been a whole day he had not seen or heard her and he felt incomplete. Asad knocked on her door a couple of times but got no response. He thought he would just sneak a peek at her and go as it was difficult for him to carry on with his daily routine without seeing her. He opened the door just a little to look at her and found the bed empty and not used. Asad was confused. He thought she must be up already. As soon as he turned around he saw his mother sleeping on the couch in the living room. He went to his Ammi and shook her.

Dilshaad "Zoya?"

Asad "Ammi. It's me. Why are you sleeping here?"

Dilshaad "Did Zoya return? I was waiting for her and I fell asleep. You should have woken me up when she returned."

Asad's eyes widened with shock. A million questions echoed together in his mind. "If Ammi has been here all night and did not hear Zoya come, If Zoya is not in her room and her bed has not been used then where is she?"

Dilshaad "Zoya would never let me sleep on the couch Asad. Please check if she's in her room." Asad just stood there fear gripping his heart. He looked at his Ammi and said "She's not in her room. I just checked." With that both Asad and Dilshaad started searching the house for her. Asad even went to the garden, to their bench to see if she was there. Both returned to the living room and shook their heads in negative as they couldn't find her. Asad pulled out his phone to call her but her phone was switched off. He wanted to kick himself for leaving her at the farm house. Guilty over what he'd done he looked at his Ammi "Ammi, I'm going to look for her please call me if she returns home before me."

For the next few hours Asad went to all the places he could think of to look for her. He slammed his hand on the steering wheel in frustration. He kept trying her phone but it was switched off. In the end the only place he could remember was the dargaah. He looked around there too but didn't find her. With fear and a lot of hope in his heart he prayed for the safety of his love, his life, his Zoya. As he prayed, tears rolled down his cheeks "Where are you Zoya? Please come back. I'm sorry for what I did. Am sorry to have left you alone. Please come back. I want to tell you I remember every word I said to you at the farm house. I want to tell you I mean every word and I want to tell you I Love You. I love you more than anything and more than life. I'm incomplete without you Zoya please come back." He kept repeating it like a mantra. He prayed to the Almighty to give him strength to get through this ordeal and to give his Zoya back. He promised to never let her cry again.

Defeated Asad returned home to find his mother and sister in the living room still waiting for Zoya. As soon as he entered his home both ran to him asking about Zoya and looking past him to see if she was with him. He tells them to calm down and tells them he is going to the police station to register a missing person's complaint for Zoya. With a heavy heart and tears piercing his eyes he turns around to leave but his eyes widen in shock and he hears gasps from his mother and sister. He sees Zoya entering the house. Her eyes were fixed on Asad, accusingly. Her head was bandaged and she was limping. She had a few scratches on her cheeks and her top was torn at the elbow. She had blood stains on her clothes. Asad couldn't believe what he saw and was rooted to the ground. His Ammi and sister rushed past him to where Zoya was and she launched herself into Dilshaad's arms breaking down. After settling her on the couch Zoya tells them how she boarded a bus for Bhopal and that bus met with an accident. She lost her I-pad in the commotion and her phone ran out of battery soon after she spoke to Dilshaad. So she couldn't inform anyone about the accident and her whereabouts. In between her sobs she told Dilshaad that she didn't remember anybody's numbers so couldn't call. With a tear stained face she told Dilshaad how scared she was and how lonely she felt as no one was with her at a time like this, when she needed them the most.

Due to the guilt that he felt Asad couldn't bring himself up to look at her. Zoya saw the lone tear that rolled down his cheek and realized he felt very guilty for what he did but she was very angry and upset with what he did and said to her. Najma took her to her room and helped her cleanup and change into fresh clothes. Dilshaad bought soup and fruits for her which she ate. She saw him standing at her door; his head hung low and pain on his face. Asad looked up at her to find her staring at him. He wanted to go in and talk to her, to apologize to her but she looked away. Anger evident on her face. Asad stood where he was waiting for any sign of forgiveness from her but she didn't look at him again. As she finished her lunch Dilshaad took the dishes to the kitchen and told her to take her medicines. Asad saw she was struggling to get to the glass of water and moved forward to help her. She held out her hand telling him to stop and with a choking voice said "Mr.Khan, I can take care of myself. I don't need anybody." A single tear rolled down her cheek which she quickly wiped off. Asad felt a thousand daggers pierce his heart at her words and dejected he went to his room as Dilshaad gave her medicines and Zoya settled in for a nap. But sleep was far away from her. All she could think of was how she spent the last 24 hours of her life. How difficult it had been for her without Asad. On the other end of the corridor Asad was also broken thinking Zoya was still avoiding any conversation with him. Asad understood she was still angry at him for what he did. Feeling guilty Asad didn't go out for dinner as he didn't want Zoya to feel uncomfortable. He could hear her ranting and her lame couplings that she shared with his Ammi and Najma, all three laughing and enjoying their meal. Asad opened his bedroom door just enough so he could see her laughing. A smile spread across his face just seeing and hearing her, but his eyes filled with tears at the thought that she was still angry at him and not talking to him. Being the lion that he was he decided to set things right between them. He could not take it anymore that she wasn't talking to him or even looking at him. With that determination he set down to work on his plan.

As soon as Asad realized that all the lights in the living room were off and that his Ammi and Najma had retired to their rooms, Asad sneaked out of his room and went straight to Zoya's room. He could see the lights were still on. He knocked but got no response. He knocked for a couple more times but since he didn't get any response he opened the door to find Zoya sitting on her bed her eyes fixed on him. Asad "May I come in Ms.Farookhi?" As he was expecting she didn't say anything and looked away. Asad took the liberty and entered her room shutting the door behind him. He stood there looking at her for any reaction but was met with complete silence. It was so eerily quiet in the room that they could her each other breathing and their hearts racing. He walked closer to her bed and sat in front of her. He held her hands which she tried to pull back, he didn't let go of her hands. Zoya looked at him and saw his eyes full of guilt, hurt and pleading her. Zoya could see how guilty he was for what he did and how hurt he felt because of her rude and indifferent act that she had been putting up.

Asad "Am really sorry Ms.Farookhi. Am sorry for what I did." He said looking at her pleading her to forgive him.

Zoya "It's ok Mr.Khan. I'm used to this kind of behavior from you."

Asad could barely whisper as he couldn't voice his thoughts loudly due to the lump in his throat "I didn't mean to say what I said. Am really sorry. I didn't know that if I left you alone this will happen."

With that the tears he had been holding spilled out of his eyes. Zoya couldn't control her tears anymore and broke down with him. They both cried holding hands tightly as if never to let go. It had been the most difficult 24 hours for them and they couldn't believe all that happened. Asad looked at her and very gently wiped away her tears. She reciprocated his action and looked at him saying nothing. With that Asad took her in his arms and nuzzled his face in her hair taking in her sent. Zoya shivered at his proximity and tightened her grip around his waist. Both felt bolts of electricity pass through their bodies as it was the first time they were so close to each other. Asad pulled away from her "Am I forgiven?" Zoya nodded her head and Asad shared the same relief course through his body as he saw on Zoya's face. Both smiled at each other and sat holding hands to calm their minds and hearts. They knew why they were sitting so close to each other holding hands but neither wanted to voice those words or emotions just yet but it just felt right. They sat like that for God knows how long, sometimes talking and sometimes just taking in the feel of being together. After some time Asad offered her coffee which she accepted. He went to the kitchen and came back with two cups of steaming coffee, one milky and sweet for her and one black and bitter for himself. Both didn't want to sleep, they only wanted to cherish every moment that they were spending together. Asad again held her hands and apologized for leaving her alone and promised he would never do it again. Zoya just smiled at him and intertwined her fingers with his.

Asad realized how easily she was showing her love for him in her eyes and in her gestures. Flashes of the bhang night crossed his mind and he remembered how she had confessed that she likes him. His hold on her hand tightened and he looked straight in her eyes with so much love that Zoya couldn't help blushing and looked down. Asad held her chin and made her look in his eyes. What he said next left Zoya stunned. Asad "That morning I was angry and scared too. It has always been very difficult for me to express in words what I feel. I have been like this since my childhood. You are correct when you say that I'm emotionally challenged. It's never been easy for me to express myself. Hope you understand what I'm trying to say." Zoya nodded her head not knowing where this conversation was headed. "Ms.Farookhi... The night that we spent in the farm house, where I left you in the morning... I remember everything..."

Zoya's heart stopped beating. She didn't know what was coming all she wanted was for time to stand still as she could lose the love of her life after this conversation. She was scared, her heart beating as if to finish a marathon and her breath stuck in her lungs. Asad cupped her face "Zoya... whatever I said that night I ment each and every word. I have been dreaming about you from not now, not when you came to live in this house but from the time I set my eyes on you, at the dargaah, before our first fight." Zoya remembered the near rundown by his car and their fight and smiled. She had a confused look and Asad nods his head confirming his first encounter of her when she didn't even know he was there. A smile spreads across her face. Asad "You Ms.Farookhi have been ruling my dreams and have bought light into my life, you have taught me how to accept my feelings and accept change. I cannot express how happy I feel that you are here with me and that you have forgiven me." Zoya placed her hands on top of his as tears rolled down her cheeks. Asad wiped them away and shook his head telling her not to cry. Asad "Ms.Farookhi... I think I have fallen in love with you... No wait... I have madly, deeply and irrevocably fallen in love with you." Zoyas eyes widened at how he was able to confess his feelings without stammering. She smiled at him and with that he took her in for a hug. Zoya cried silently for he had finally confessed and she was simply happy and content. Her train of thoughts stopped and she pulled back from him confusing Asad. He felt he made a mistake and that maybe she doesn't reciprocate the feelings. Zoya looked at him and understood he was confused. Zoya "But Mr.Khan... I ... I wasn't expecting this Mr.Khan" Asad's expression changed and he regretted baring his heart to her. He pulled away and was about to get up from her bed when she held his arm and made him face her. Zoya "Since we're both in our senses now and not under the influence of bhang, I was expecting a better proposal Mr.Khan, something that would have swept me off my feet. Coz I Love You Too."

It took Asad a few seconds to understand the complete meaning of her words. He smiled his million dollar smile and wrapped his arms around her, bringing her closer to himself. Zoya relished every second of this closeness that they shared and both sighed feeling content. Smiles adorning their faces.

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