AsYa TS: Honeymoon in Paradise *UPD* Part 3-FINAL 29-3-14 - Page 6

Originally posted by: mochhug

My fault 😆 I JUST sent Simi the okay for chapter 2 last night hehe 😆 I'm sure you'll see the next chapter up tonight 😃(but don't take my word for it 😆)

Hello, wonderful readers! Ready for part two?

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Chapter 2

"Bienvenido al paraiso! (Welcome to Paradise!)" An over enthusiastic attendant at the reception greeted them as they entered the hotel.

"Gracias! (Thank you!)" Zoya beamed back at the man on the counter. And that was the extent of her High School Spanish.

Asad scowled at his wife as she jumped on her feet, her excitement knowing no bounds. He was still sulking over their ruined plans of enjoying the sights of Paris. He had been looking forward to visit the city.

Zoya noted his frown and shook her head at him, "Asad! Smile, please? We need to make the best of this! Look at this like an adventure. It will be fine, fantastic, even! Please?" she pouted at him and did not relent until he smiled and nodded at her.

Asad turned his face to the employee of the hotel and asked for a room for them.

"Sure, Senor. Would you like to have a Honeymoon Suite?" he asked them with a thick Spanish accent; they looked like a newly wedded couple to him. Being an employee at a getaway resort, he had the knack of recognizing the relationship levels.

Before Asad could reply, Zoya spoke, "Do you have a special program for the Couples Retreat?" she asked him.

"We do, Senora. If you would like to sign up for the Couples Retreat, you can book a Cabana. We have prioritized the Cabana rooms for this program."

Zoya squealed and nodded, "Oh yes! Right, Asad? A cabana would be lovely. Where do we sign up for the program?" she prodded Asad to re-check his assent for them joining the plan. Asad smiled at her enthusiasm and nodded.

"Sure, we would like to sign up." Asad said.

The attendant, Alazo, brought up a flyer and a form for them to sign up. They filled the necessary forms and after paying and signing up, a porter came up to them and escorted the two of them to the Cabanas, their luggage in the tow.

As they made their way to their room, Asad took a peek at the flyer for the Couples Retreat. He wondered what exactly had he just signed himself up for!

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Asad groaned as he felt someone shake him awake. He was sleeping rather peacefully and was having the most beautiful dream about his wonderful wife and he almost growled at the intrusion into in sleep.

"Asaddd" he could hear Zoya sing into his ear as she tried to wake him up. "Wake up, hubby wubby! The sun is up and this wonderful place is calling us! We need to go out and explore!" Zoya shook him awake.

This time Asad really growled. He opened his eyes and saw his wife sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking at him with a wide smile. He tugged at her hand that was rousing him and pulled her to him.

Placing one hand around her waist and other under her head to cushion her, he rolled them around the bed, and trapped her underneath his hard body. Zoya looked dazed at the sudden movement and change of angle. The sudden change from vertical to horizontal made her woozy. She looked Asad hovering over her with a smug expression on his face. He leaned down and whispered in her ears.

"Don't you know that it is bad manners to wake someone from a very pleasant sleep?" he said. His sleepy and guttural voice made her body tingle with desire.

"Huh?" was her oh-so smooth and coherent response.

Taking advantage of her lust clouded brain, Asad leaned down further and ran his nose down her throat, "You don't really want to go out, do you? That would mean that we will have to leave this bed and put some clothes on. Why would we do that when we can be perfectly entertained inside this wonderful and roomy cabana?"

Somehow the word "cabana" brought her out of her stupor and reminded her of what she wanted to do and why she had been waking him up in the first place.

"You don't get to charm and dazzle your way out of the activities, Mr. Boring Ahmed Khan!" she huffed at him, realizing that he was trying to weasel his way out of whatever couples activity she wanted them to participate in. "And as I said, the sun is up!"

Asad grinned at her, "Oh, it is, now? Well, perhaps something else is up too? Care to entertain that first?" he shamelessly caressed her.

Zoya's eyes grew wide as she registered his words, "Who are you and what did you do to my guardian of tameez and tehzeeb?"She pretended to check his fever for deliriousness.

Asad chuckled, "Well, he got married, and that too to a Miss. Very Brazen blabbermouth, you see?"

Before Zoya could muster up a response, Asad closed the distance between their mouths with a passionate good morning kiss. Their lips tangoed while their limbs entangled with each other's. Soon, all thoughts of leaving the room left Zoya's mind and the couple danced to the music of their love.

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A little more than an hour later, Zoya managed to drag Asad out of their room. She was hopping with excitement at the prospect of the activity organized by the Couples Retreat for the day. She had refused to tell Asad what the activity was and simply bossed him around to wear his casual clothes. Dressing lightly and causally in shorts and a shirt - getting Asad to wear shorts had been nothing short of pulling teeth - the two of them made their way to the place mentioned on the flyer.

"So, the program had this Jet Ski thing that I want to try," Zoya finally said after they left the hotel and had almost reached the deck.

"No way! You could kill yourself in so many ways!" he shouted. What was she thinking? Being a Musibat Magnet and all?

"We can go both on the same one. Pleaseee," she whined. "There is an instructor and all other couples! It'll be safe." she reasoned with him.

After a lot of arguing, pleading and a rather racy promise, Asad finally relented. As they reached the deck, Asad suddenly noted the white shirt his wife had worn.

"White, Zoya? WHITE? If it gets wet, which it will, it will be see-through!" he protested.

"And you would like it." she winked at him

"I might like it, but I don't anyone to see it too." He grumbled

"Stop it. Come on. I wanna go on the Jet Ski." Zoya clapped her hands, going to his side.

They walked up the other couples who were standing there. Zoya eagerly made introductions with everyone. A few instructors approached the group. Each couple was led to the Jets by an instructor. The man administrating the machines for Asad and Zoya was a local. He introduced himself as Eduardo and started asking if they had being on a Jet Ski before. When they shook their heads; he started explaining how it worked. When he was finished, Asad repeated what Eduardo had said, touching the clutch, the brake and the power.

"If anything goes wrong, just wave your hand. My Jet is there and ready to go after you," he explained, pointing to a Jet Ski close to the water.

"I hope everything's going to be okay," Asad mumbled. "So, how much is this?"

"Sixty dollars per hour," Eduardo said.

"Do you want one hour?" Asad asked Zoya, taking his wallet out. She bobbed her head enthusiastically.

"If you want to prolong it just come by the shore and let me know. You'll pay the rest when you return," he told Asad. "I bet you'll both enjoy it."

"Do you have life preserve vests?" Asad questioned.

"Of course. They're customary."

"Thank God," Asad mumbled under his breath.

They shrugged the vests on and Zoya chose the Jet Ski. She found a shiny black one that looked really nice and patted it, turning to grin at them. Asad hopped on and Zoya slipped behind him.

"Now, wrap your arms around him and hold tightly," Eduardo instructed her. "And you, don't let go of the handles." He started pushing them toward the ocean. "If the lady falls, don't panic. You go right back and collect her."

Asad let go of the handles and turned to Eduardo. "What do you mean, if she falls? Is that a possibility?" he asked worried.

"Asad, I'll be fine!" Zoya moaned. "It's just water."

"There are sharks!" he yelled.

Zoya looked at Eduardo and he was trying hard to keep from laughing. Asad was absurd, of course.

"I will hold tightly and won't fall. Promise," she assured him.

With a sigh, he grabbed the handles again and Eduardo pushed them in the ocean.

"Hold tightly, please," he begged me and started the engine.

Then they were flying across the ocean. It was exhilarating. Zoya shrieked when the water sprayed her face. Her happiness had Asad laughing as well. When he realized nothing could happen, Asad relaxed and started driving in circles. Zoya complained about the dizziness and he went back to zooming parallel with the beach from one side to the other. It was really fun. They were wet from head to toes, but neither was bothered.

"Can I try?" Zoya whispered. "Please?"

He froze. Then he glanced over his shoulder, keeping the Jet on idle. "Zoya," he said softly, pleadingly.

"You'll be behind me."

"I dunno," he mumbled. Zoya could see his green eyes full of worry.

"What can happen? I'm a decent driver and we are losing precious time. We have a few more minutes, please, Asad," she begged him. She leaned into his ear. "You might get something out of this."

He chuckled. "Bribery gets you everywhere with me," he said lightly and stood up allowing her to slid in his place as he took my previous spot.

"So what do I do?" she asked, grabbing the handles. Zoya touched something and the Jet flew ahead. "How does this thing stop?" she yelled, still squeezing the handles.

That's when Zoya realized Asad wasn't behind her. Asad was floating on the water, looking with wide eyes after me.

"Release the clutch, slowly!" Eduardo said through the megaphone. "It's on the left!" he added.

Zoya let go of it quickly and obviously, the Jet stopped and she toppled over it, going head first into the water. When she resurfaced, she burst into laughter.

"Ya Allah! Woman! You'll kill me one day!" Asad shouted, swimming to me. "Are you hurt?"

She shook her head, trying to get the laughter under control. When Asad reached her, he took her in his arms. "Don't you ever scare me like that again."

"I'll try," she whispered, kissing him slowly. "Sorry, I just wanted to try it."

"Yeah, I guess, I'm driving us back. And no extending the time limit." Asad said, her rather transparent shirt distracting him.

-*-*-*-*-*-

"Can you believe this?" he murmured. "We are actually here. Married, I mean."

"Uh, not really," Zoya said truthfully. Taking her arms from around him, she lay on her back on the couch that they were sitting on. "I didn't even see myself having a normal conversation with you, Asad." she admitted.

"Yeah, I know. You always got on my nerves," he whispered, lounging next to her. "But, I was thinking of...when we got roped into getting married for Ammi's sake."

"You mean that when we thought that we were roped into it. We were clueless." she pointed out, glancing at him and chuckled.

He shrugged. "After that, I never thought I'd actually fall so deeply in love with you or that you'd have such an impact on my life, but this!" he finished on a surprised tone, gesturing between us. "Never, Zoya. Not even in my wildest dreams."

"You mean, nightmares, "she teased him, nudging him with her knee.

Zoya smiled, closing her eyes. There was nothing to do here beside sunbathing and having sex so when the sun started lowering, Asad suggested go out. The weather was very pleasant and romance tingled in the air.

"I've missed the feeling of the sand stuck to my skin," Zoya reminisced as they walked to the trees by their Cabana.

"Let's go by the palms. I want to stay on the hammock," Asad said.

"I can only see myself rolling around and falling in the sand," Zoya said seriously but followed him.

"I'll take care of you," he promised.

Zoya let him settle on the hammock before slowly crawled between his legs. When he leaned to grab her hand and turn them over, Zoya shrieked and clutched to the sides of the hammock.

"Why is it so scary? It's not like you're going to hurt yourself if you fall," Asad whispered. "It's just sand under us."

"You know I hate high places. I like to feel the ground under my feet."

Asad shook his head and leaned down to press their lips together. Their kisses grew long and hard as they clutched each other. Asad reached around to tug at the strings of her halter top and take their make out session further. Zoya broke their kiss as she realized that his hands were wandering and that they were outside.

"A-Asad," she panted, "We are outside. L-lets g-go inside" she gasped as he lavished kisses on every patch of skin he could find. Asad nodded against her skin and gave her another kiss.

"It is still so overwhelming to realize that I have you in my arms and that you are not going anywhere. I love you so much" Asad said softly. And she could certainly see it, shining in the deep, dark orbs of his eyes. So much love for her reflected there and her heart always flipped over at that look that made her feel like the only woman in the world. Someone infinitely special to him just as he would forever be for her.

"Why don't you show me?" she said breathily as Asad carried her inside.

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