I want to tell uh guys tht this idea is solely mine, i have not copied from anywhere.
So here is part-1 hope uh lyk it. I will give the intro side by side. Hope uh dont mind?
Part-1
In New York
Zoya waking up her 5 year old little princess-zara uth jao baby uh r getting late for ur skul.
Zara rubbing her eyes-2 mins more ammi plz.
Zoya-no baby its already late plz get up.
After few minutes she woke up. Zoya helped her in getting fresh and finally she was dressed in her skul uniform. Dark blue mini skirt with pink striped shirt and a tie, and two cute pony tails.
Zoya gave her butter bread with juice-come on baby plz finish it.
Zara-ammi i am not hungry,plz.
Zoya-baby how many times i have said that i want uh to speak in hindi at our home.
Zara-but why ammi we live in NY.
Zoya-but ur abbu wants that her princess speaks hindi.
Zara-sachi? Ammi agar main hindi bolungi toh he ll come to stay with us.
Zoya's smile faded-umm yes. Now plz finish ur breakfast.
After having breakfast zoya drove to zara's skul.
At Holy Child School[I dont think there any skul with this name. That's my skul's name].
Zoya hugged her and kissed on her chubby cheeks-ok baby bye. Love you. Zara olso hugged her kissed her-bye ammi luv uh too.
Zoya dropped her at skul and went for her work. She was a successful businesswoman owing the best constructions name asya constructions. For her staff she is a hitler which only needs work, nothing else.
In asya constructions.
Zoya to her p.a.-somya the work i said is done or not.
Somya-its olmost done ma'am we have sent our proposal to mr. Asad ahmed khan. He ll give his answer by tomorrow.
Zoya-ok uh can leave now.
In India at night.
Khan Mansion at dining table.
Dilshad-asad yeh dekho yeh ladki kaisi hai? Showing a photo to him with a smirk which asad didnt notice as he didnt luk up.
Asad-ammi uh knw very wel tht i dont want to get married. Ap ku bar bar yeh sab karti hai. Nyway i am done bye gud nyt tamatar, ammi.
Najma-gudnyt bhaijaan.
D-ok gud nyt.
D olso took her leave nd went to her room, she dialled a no.
In NY nd India.
ZOYA-ASsalam-o-walekum ammi.
D-walekum asalam beta. Kaise ho tum dono?
Zoya-hum dono thik hai ammi. Ap bht khush lag rahi hai. Oh dont tel me aaj apne phir asad ko ek ladki ka proposal diya.
D-ha aur usne phir mana kar dia.
Zoya-ku karti hai ap ammi aise.
D-taaki mujhe pata lagta rahe that he still loves uh. Beta tum kab aogi main apne bete ko tum dono se aur dur nahi rakh sakti. Aur sad nahi dekh sakti use.
Zoya-bas ammi bht jald aungi, jis maksat se main yaha ayi thi vo ab pura ho chuka hai.
D-acha beta Allah hafiz.
Zoya-Allah hafiz ammi.
Zoya to herself-bs asad kuch time aur yeh dooriyan. Uske bad ap mere pas hoge. I miss uh love uh my love.
In India in asad's room
Asad luking at zoya's pic-ku kiya tumne aisa mere sath zoya? Ku main tumhe kabhi maaf nahi karunga. But still i love uh. Plz come back. I dont even know where r uh.
In Ny at HCS[Holy Child School]
Zara and her friends were siting.
Ruhi-Hey guys fathers day is coming. I ll give a pen to my father.
Shreya-ya i am so excited i ll give watch, i have collected money for it.
Rey-ya i ll also gift him something i have not decided yet.
Reema-me too i am so excited. Wht about uh zara, wht will uh gift him?
Zara was very sad with the mention of word father but she didnt show it to anyone-i thing i ll give him a hand made card.
All-but how will uh give him. He dont even live here.
Zara who trying hard not to cry now ran from there and sat in a corner and cried for his father.
It was time for zoya to come and take her from skul.
Zoya-hii baby hows was ur day?
Zara with a fake smile-it was ok mom.
Zoya thought something is wrong as she only refer her as mom only when she is sad or angry.
Zoya-did anyone say anything to uh?
Zara-no mom i am fyn. Nothing happened. Plz lets go.
Zoya-ok baby come.
At night on same day.
Zoya was preparing dinner and zara was making card for his father he used to do since she learnt writing.
Zoya came in room and zara hid that card under the pillow.
Zoya saw that she is hiding something but she didnt ask her-come baby dinner is ready.
Zara-ok ammi.
So how was the first part? Sorry guys if i forgot someone's name. Afu, raj dont wry ur role will be in next part.
Guys plz do tel me who want pms of my story and which story's pm uh want. As i pm to so many bt dey dont even read it so plz tel me. It will be easier for me to send pms to only who r intrsted. Nd new readers plz send buddy rqst if uh want pms.
Love Vish❤️
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