Here's a continuation of my SS: 3 years later, in the form of another OS. I felt like I needed to complete the story further, but this piece is mainly focused on AsYa and not the other coupled mentioned in the previous story. If you find the story confusing, do feel free to go and read my other work before reading this: ASYA SS: 3 years later. and OS: The Complete Khan Family
Hope you enjoy ! :)
"BHAIJAAAN" a 5 year old Azrah wailed while running towards a 9 year old Tauqir, "kya huwa meri Boo ko?" He asked as he took her in his arms. "Woh dekhiye na..*sob* Aj..Ajaan Ajrah ko mala" she complained and made a perfect pout, making Azaan scoff. Azrah was everyone's princess, including Azaan but when she annoyed him, he couldn't hold back.
Asad who heard what Azrah said replied, "princess, AZzzaaan ney MUJHE maaRRRa" trying to correct her mispronunciations. Zoya giggled as this happened everyday, she waited patiently to hear the full conversation, grabbed Azaan and sat down. "Ajaan ney aapko bhi mala Abbu?" Azrah was confused. "Nahin princess, Azaaan ney aapko maRa" "woh hi toh Ajrah ney bola! Ajaan ney Ajrah ko mala!" "Azaan ney mujhe Mara!" "Ajaan ney Ajrah ko mala!" "Azaan ney mujhe Mara!" "Ajaan ney Ajrah ko mala!" "Ajaan ney Ajrah ko mala" "See even Abbu agrees! That's what Ajrah shaid!" She said smugly. Asad pinched bridge of his nose as he was frustrated with himself, Zoya laughed at her husband as he always lost these battles. "Why do you try Asad? You know Boo always wins!" "For the last time stop calling my daughter Boo, her name is Azrah!" "Acha toh aap ussey princess bula sakte hai but mein ussey boo Nahin bula sakti?!" Asad rolled his eyes and pinched his nose again before grabbing his bag, and went to his room he knew it was fruitless to argue with Zoya or Azrah as they always won. "Mein office ja raha hoon, shaam ko thora late hunga I have a dinner with a client," Asad said as he fixed his tie and looked at his phone. "Kya us chimmi ke saath ja rahein hai?!" Zoya asked a little angrily. Asad smiled as he loved jealous Zoya, he nodded. He was having dinner with one of his new clients Amaya who was gorgeous and had a crush on Asad; but for him there would only be Zoya, no one else could take her place in his life. He pulled Zoya close to him and nodded, she pouted as she didn't like the way Amaya looked at Asad. "If you want, you can come with," Asad suggested as he hadn't been able to be with Zoya since the kids happened other than at night and these sneaky morning meets in their bedroom. They had instructed the kids to never enter the bedroom when the door was closed, and to knock if it was an emergency. Zoya's face lit up but then she frowned, "bacche?" "Ammi sambhal lengi, Suhana ko bhi bula sakte hain," he replied. She nodded and jumped excitedly. Asad shook his head and pecked her lips, he let go for a second but then dived back in to kiss her and deepened it til they had to break for some oxygen. Zoya giggled she thought the butterflies and romance ended after the first year of the marriage but she was wrong, with Asad there was never a dull moment.
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Amaya was a pretty woman, no one could deny that; not even Zoya. She felt ugly compared to Amaya who was dressed in a navy blue maxi dress that hugged her curves in the right ways and had cut outs and a low back, a very low back. People might even think she's here for a date rather than a meeting. Zoya had worn a sari, one that Asad had sent for her from the office in the morning. It was black with a pink border and a low back, just like Asad liked her saris to be. He was stumped when he saw her, he always imagined that at some point he would be used to Zoya's beauty but he could never get used to it. He'd fall in love all over again everytime he set his eyes on her. He was wearing his casual office wear a black suite with a white shirt and black tie. Amaya looked excited and happy when she saw Asad, who actually felt really uncomfortable with her and hence had asked his wife to accompany him tonight. He didn't like it when women tried flirting with him even when they knew he was married. He found them shameless and disgusting. He saw her smile excitedly, he nodded in return and then turned back to grab Zoya's hand in his.
Amaya's smile faded as she saw him enter with a woman, she knew he was married but she thought she'd be able to entice him tonight but unfortunately he brought his damn wife with him. She then tried to smile again, she smiled at Asad while glaring at Zoya. They all sat down, Amaya thought it would be an awesome idea to discuss business to make Zoya feel a little uncomfortable and like a third wheel. So she started, "So Asad, what did you think about the new deal? Do you think their prices are right? I mean the software doesn't look that grand huh?" She smirked as she thought Zoya would be a little bummed out. Instead Asad looked at Zoya and said, "actually Zoya suggested that the software was good just needed some tweaking, eh babe?" He nudged her, she smiled at the fact that he called her babe in front of Amaya. "Yeah, in fact it's a little cheaper than what I would charge for the program so I think its a good deal isiliye I told Asad to sign it," she beamed. Asad added in saying "of course no deal has ever gone through without the owner's signature" he winked at Zoya. Amaya was confused, so she asked "what do you do Zoya?" "Uh I'm the software engineer at Dilshad Constructions and I look over the finance department too," she said sheepishly. Asad smirked and said, "and she owns the company." Amaya spit her drink out and said, "HUH" "are you okay?" Zoya now genuinely concerned went and thumped her back. Asad shook his head at Zoya's innocence. He knew Amaya wanted more than a business relationship with him. Which he never understood, how could women want him when he was so in love with his wife. It showed easily that for him Zoya would always trump over any women in the world. But Zoya didn't understand all this, she thought Amaya liked Asad but wouldn't ever approach him as he was married. Asad continued speaking to Amaya and made sure Zoya never felt left out. After the meal, Asad said, "well we should head off now," Amaya thought it was perfect she said she had to discuss something else about a new deal. Asad shook his head and said, "whatever it is, it can wait til tomorrow? I'll meet you at my office at 9 sharp okay?" He then took Zoya's hand and said, "chalein?" "Ji, bacche bhi wait Kar rahe hongey," she smiled at him, she stood up when he whispered, "ghar Kaun ja raha hai?" She looked at him a little shocked, he winked at her making her blush profusely and making Amaya burn with anger.
Asad always knew how to deal with such women, he usually ignored them but Amaya's shameless attempts at wooing him were pissing him off. He needed to show her that he would never give two shits about her. And that his life, body and love was meant only for Zoya.
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Asad and Zoya went to their farmhouse, Zoya was surprised as they hadn't visited the place in years. She blushed realizing what was going to happen now.
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It had been a few weeks since their night escapade to the farm house. Asad had always been a romantic but he always seemed to find ways to surprise his wife. Their lives followed a normal routine that started off with getting the three tykes ready for school, Asad would try and correct Azrah's pronunciation, Azaan and Azrah fighting, Tauqir solving their fights, tie their shoelaces and help them into the school bus and wave goodbye to their parents. Asad and Zoya always spent 5-10 minutes together before going off to their respective errands. Asad would leave for the office while Zoya would prepare lunch, help Dilshad with her NGO and drive her to and from the NGO before heading off to the office. Zoya spent less hours at the office but made sure that she always completed her tasks. She always went a little late and showed up with lunch for Asad. Her barging habit hadn't died out, she'd always walk in without notice and have lunch with Asad. She'd leave after lunch to get the kids from the office, drop them off and go back to the office and then return home around 6 with Asad. They always had a family dinner together followed with either family games or movies before setting the kids to bed and then going to sleep themselves.
Even though Zoya did all this, she wasn't ever this tired. She didn't understand what was wrong. She skipped the day at the office and asked Asad to pick the kids up. He was worried so after picking the kids up, he informed his assistants that he was going to take the rest of the day off, and headed home. He went to his room, saw Zoya seemed alright and concluded that it was nothing and asked for coffee, "please get it yourself jaan I'm really tired," "what's wrong Zoya? You've been complaining about being tired for days? And" before he could complete his sentence Zoya has ran into the washroom to puke. Asad got worried as he knew that this might be a sign to a pregnant Zoya. She came out with the same expression as his, they were shocked and a little scared. The doctor had informed them that Zoya might not be able to be a mother after the twins because she had a weak uterus.
"Maybe it's just food poisoning?" Zoya tried to find another reason, "we're going to the doctor now" Asad replied. Before she could deny he had already started pulling her towards the door before she fainted. He got scared, "ZOYA? JAAN? AMMI!" Dilshad entered and called the doctor immediately.
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"Mr. Khan, a five year break is a long time, Zoya's uterus isn't as weak as it was. She will be fine. And congratulations. Don't worry!" The doctor told Asad as he voiced his fears, insecurities and how he felt about having another kid. Dr. Gupta was a famous OB who had been Zoya's doctor during the twins. Asad didn't mind fulfilling his love's wish of another child but not at the cost of her health.
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Speaking to the doctor helped relax the entire family including Zoya. They were all now excited about the new baby's arrival. "Allah Miya ! What if it's twins AGAIN?!" She screamed in fear, Asad shook his head while handing her the banana she had been craving lately, "Zoya, we've been to three appointments so far, if there weren't any twins so far how the hell will the second kid just appear?!" He asked incredulously. She nodded while stuffing her face with the banana.
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Zoya's pregnancy took a toll on everyone as the kids who were so far handled by Zoya were now taken care of by Asad and they're aunts and uncles. As Zoya's uterus had been weak before, Asad never allowed her to leave the bed. He used to be protective during the twins but now he was worse. He picked her up and walked everywhere. He never left her side. He had asked his Abbu, Rehaan, and Haider to look after the office as he wasn't going to attending any office meetings or anything. He wanted to make sure his wife wasn't bothered or alone. His priority was and always would be Zoya, and then his kids and his parents.
He informed them of the good news and told them that as he hadn't been able to take a longer paternity leave last time, he was going to do it this time. As he had three other children to look after as well. The office staff had been supportive. Zoya had asked then to use the cameras they had installed during his last paternity leave, for any emergency meetings, etc.
Zoya never felt luckier, her husband's world quite literally revolved around her. He was there for her for everything. She didn't need to tell anyone else about her demands or throw tantrums at anyone else. And this time the pregnancy wasn't as hard as it was one kid rather than twins.
"Baby," Zoya purred as she watched Asad calmly massage her feet, "hmm" "yeh baby ka kya naam hoga? I hope it's a girl, boo with have a little sister then Nahin?" Asad looked up and smiled. He wanted another princess too. He nodded, "I feel like it'll be a girl!" Zoya clapped her hands, "yaad hai I was right the last time too!" "No. You said you felt two boys, but then we had Azrah," Asad replied. "Hmph sari yaadon ki band Baja di aapne. Kya farak padta agar mein jeet ti toh?!" She huffed.
He chuckled but before he could reply he heard a scream "ABBUUU" Azrah knocked, and then entered wailing. "Kya huwa princess?" Asad asked in his baby voice while picking her up and setting her on the bed as he had Zoya's feet on his lap. "Ajaan ney bola ki agal new plincess aeygi toh Abbu Ajrah se Pyaal Nahin kalengey," she pouted making her parents smile. Zoya took her in her lap and said, "Aisa Nahin Hota boo, aap toh Abbu ki favorite ho nah? Toh aapko woh pyaar kyun Nahin karenge?" Azrah seemed to buy the answer but then looked at her ammi and asked "can Ajrah speak to plincess?" Zoya smiled and nodded. Azrah spent the next 30 mins talking to her mother's tummy while Asad went to spend some time with his two boys. Azrah and Zoya fell asleep on the bed snuggled against each other. Asad opened the door and the two boys snuck into the room. Asad nodded and the boys jumped on the bed and decided to sleep together as a family. Asad made sure that the kids were positioned so that they didn't hurt the baby or Zoya and then snuck himself between the kids and his wife. He felt smug being closer to her than the kids.
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Asad came home after a tiring day and went to the kitchen to find Zoya. "Zoya, you're awesome," he said Zoya looked smiled smugly but then was confused, "kyun?" Asad came closer and pecked her and then her growing bump. He looked at her and said, "because you've been doing so much with the kids and the NGO and work but never complained. Aaj I tried doing all that and I'm dead beat," he tucked her hair behind her ear and kissed her forehead. She smiled and said, "it's okay baby just a few more months and then it'll be back to ..normal," "normal? When has our family ever been normal?" He asked as he leaned down to kiss her again.
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Everyone had grown to appreciate the way Asad and Zoya had brought up their three babies. No one had trouble babysitting any of them as they were all well mannered. Ayaan was surprised when Azaan who was crying had knocked before entering Sarah's and his room. When he asked Asad, Asad told him about a time when Zoya and him were about to get..busy and Tauqir entered without knocking. Since then they had instructed the kids to knock.
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It's was one of those mornings, everything was late. But Asad didn't mind. He has learnt to let go of his OCD every since he had his kids. He was talking to Azrah, "okay baby now what's your mummy's name?" He asked while tying the right braid in her hair, Azrah who was eating her breakfast looked at her dad weirdly and so did Azaan, "Abbu her name is Ammi! Wait. No no Joya! Haina?!" "Joya Nahin Zoya, baby!" Azaan corrected his sister. Asad looked at her son proudly. He always claimed that he taught Azaan how to speak when in reality he taught Azrah but since it had failed miserably he didn't want the responsibility. Azaan showed his dad his tie, Asad got down on his knees and tied it for him while Tauqir tied Azrah's shoelaces. "Abbu" Azaan called him, "yes champ!" "I miss mommy, kal aap unhe bolna morning ko aaney ko. Aap tiffin theek se Nahin pack karte," he whined. Azaan had learnt how to whine from his mother and sister. Asad looked at him shocked, he thought he was doing a good job so far but apparently not. "Ammi aapko kya Deti hai tiffin mein?" "Khana! Aap toh money dete hain. Ammi ko pata Chala nah toh woh bhoto Danten gi" Tauqir replied. Azaan had clasped his hands on his mouth and looked at something behind Asad. Asad understood that he was in trouble now.
He stood up and turned around with his head down, he looked at her belly while she fumed. "ASAD AHMED KHAN! Aap humare baccho ko nagar ka khana Khaane ko bolte hain?! Yun toh aap mujhe bhi daant te the! Aur ab! Mere bechare bacche" she had tears in her eyes as she spread her arms and the kids hugged her. Azrah looked at her tears and said, "don't worry ammi, bhaijaan always asks Suhana khala to make us food" she said with a big smile. All the kids hugged and kissed their parents before leaving for school.
Asad was left alone to apologize to Zoya all day long.
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"MEHNAZ!" "No! Adya!" "No! Nazia!" "Nonono" Everyone was busy arguing over the new baby girl's name as soon as she was born. Asad and Zoya just watched their crazy family try to name the newest addition, who was currently in Zoya's arms.
Asad asked his three kids to meet their baby sister and was surprised when they all walked in while dragging a big box together. Everyone quieted down and saw what was happening. Tauqir smiled at his younger siblings and nodded. They all hit the box and it opened to reveal a cute teddy bear that read "we love you Asya." Asad smiled and then said, "Asya?" Azaan stood talk and said, "we decided that we want our junior princess to be called Asya," Zoya noticed how Azrah smiled at the word junior.
Tauqir further explained, "ammi you named Najim Bhai and Anzal Bhai as a mix of their parents name nah, so we put yours and Abbu's name together and came up with Asya!" All the kids jumped excitedly and Asad decided. He said, "Everyone meet our darling daughter, Asya Zoya Khan."
Everyone smiled while the kids jumped on the bed to see their baby sister. Asad kissed his wife, and looked at his family lovingly. He thanked Allah and prayed for patience to deal with now four little tykes.
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Asad asked the kids where they got the money from, Azaan told his dad that since they got lunch from Suhana Khala, they all saved the money to buy gifts for the junior princess and their Ammi.
When they entered their house, the kids, Sarah and Suhana yelled, "SURPRRRIIISEEE!" and brought out a cake. Asad and Zoya had forgotten their own anniversary due to their daughter's birth. She was born two days before their 7th anniversary.
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Years passed, Asya was now a crawling two year old, it was her second birthday, and they had celebrated it grandly. After settling down, they all explained that they had a gift for Asad and Zoya; they got the tickets out for Paris. Zoya was excited but later that night she became sad. Asad asked, "Kya huwa? Nau saal pure ho gaye toh sad ho gayin?" he put his arms around Zoya who was cooing over Asya, Asad rested his chin on her shoulder as he looked at Asya who fell asleep in Zoya's arms. Zoya shook her head and said, "Allah miya what's wrong with you Asad? abhi abhi toh Asya aayi hai, aur mein kitne time se apne baccho ka khayaal nahin rakh payi, aur ab phirse ye sab Paris jane ki baat kar rahe hain, nahin, mein apne baccho ko is tarah chor ke nahin jaungi." Asad knew Zoya was right, even though he wanted some time alone with her he knew Asya needed Zoya more than he did. He nodded and said, "hum abhi nahin jaengey, okay?"
He tried to conceal his disappointment, ever since they had kids; there were only a few nights that Asad and Zoya got to spend alone. Even though he tried and got many romantic gifts and tried to surprise her, at the end of the day she'd always worry about the kids and want to hurry back to them. He didn't want to feel this way but he couldn't help it. It was high time Zoya let go of her kids, Tauqir was now 11, and the twins were 7 and yet Zoya treated them all like infants. It began to irritate Asad, before he could get mad at Zoya he left the room. Before leaving though, he tore the tickets and threw them away while Zoya went in for a shower.
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Zoya came out to an empty room, she was tired from all the festivities and was hoping to spend a little quality time with Asad. She walked over the dressing table to see the tickets torn in the garbage. She sighed and went to look for him but didn't find him anywhere. She checked on all the kids and went to sit in the garden where she met Suhana, who now had 3 kids of her own. "What's up Zee?" "Asad is mad at me," "kyun?" "Well, Najma, Nikhat and Sarah gifted us this package for Paris," "yeah! Oh my god I would be so excited, going away with my husband," "yeah but..bacche..I mean I can't leave the kids like that nah, Asya is just two!" Dilshad tapped Zoya's shoulder and said, "yes, but then in a few years they will all grow a little older and then you'll worry about their school and studies, and then their shaadi. Dekhte hi dekhte they'll all grow old and leave you," Zoya looked like she was trying to understand what Ammi was saying. "What I'm trying to say is, bacchon ki toh hamesha his chinta rehti hai, but after a few years they'll live in their own world, and the only person who will be by your side is Asad." Suhana nodded and said, "I have three kids now, and I hate not being able to spend time with Rehaan isiliye when he decided about the summer camp thing, I agreed; at least us time I got to spend time with him," Zoya felt bad as she remembered arguing with Asad and not sending her kids to camp saying that she'll miss them or that they'll get hurt.
"Zoya, in all these years I've learnt that Jeeju won't ever deny any of your wishes but you need to understand his wishes too. You know he doesn't voice them but you need to understand him. I've been with Rehaan for what more than 10 years? And now he just know what I want even before I say so, he understands me like Jeeju understands you," Zoya looked up and asked, "you mean to say I don't understand Asad?" Dilshad sighed and said, "nahin beta, what she means is that you need to spend some time with Asad too, he's always either working or with the kids. I see the way he looks at you longingly, I know you don't ever want to leave your kids alone but don't ignore your husband in that process meri bacchii," Suhana's baby monitor started buzzing, it was Rehaan telling her to come home as he spilt something in the kitchen, she shook her head and said goodnight and left. Dilshad decided to call it a night as well.
Zoya sat there to try and understand what they said, she realized how Asad and her hadn't been close since Asya. She remembered how she had insecurities of not being close to him, and so he cleared up all her insecurities. She realized how much Asad had done for her, and how he always tried to give her his time even though he had a lot of workload and what had she done? Spent all that time with her kids. She sighed, she knew she was wrong.
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Asad had come into the room, he had seen Suhana and Dilshad with Zoya and didn't want to interrupt hence he just came to his room and changed to sleep. He was lying on the bed with his arm covering his eyes when he felt Zoya's arms around his torso, he looked up to see she was in tears. He sat up immediately, "jaan? Kya huwa?" he forgot all his anger, and hugged her. She hugged him back and spoke in his chest, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" she kept sobbing. He understood and hugged her tighter, "shhh you don't need to apologize baby I understand," "why?" she looked up, "why are you so damn understanding, why can't you just tell me what you want?! Why is everything I say a pathar ki lakeer?! Asad you need to tell me what you want! I can't be like you Asad, I don't understand without you telling me anything," she cried. "I want.." she looked up waiting for him to complete his sentence, "I want you jaan, I want to spend sometime with you," he held her hands, "only you."
She smiled through her tears, "Let's go to Paris!" she screamed in his ears, he shook his head and laughed. He wouldn't mind taking a second honeymoon, "but this time, no more kids," he practically begged. She laughed and kissed him, hard. And they decided to unleash their passion, finally he thought while ripping her clothes off.
Veer Hanuman
Kumkum Bhagya
