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asadnis jealous of haider...

asad promise his dadi n nw he know wat his dadi wants for him to marry zoya...

very interesting...

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Eid Mubarak to you all, hope you have a fun filled day, and those who are celebrating Dusherra lots of love to you too.

Chapter 5 is very long, I split it into three parts, it's very emotional so consider yourselves warned.

As am writing this in any free time I get am not sure when next update will be...hopefully won't make you wait too long

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Saima

'Qubool Hai' his voiced echoed around the room like a silent thunder, Zoya's whole body trembled upon hearing his voice, she looked through her veil to see him sitting there as stiff as anything, his face was hard and eyes dark 'Ya Allah the life you have written for me is going to be no less than hell, as strong as I seem and as much as I love him I don't think I can do this my love is nothing in comparison to his hatred for me...please Allah if this...if Asad is my destiny then give me the courage to face him to change him...if I am saying yes today it is only because my faith in you is stronger than anything else...please be with me'

Zoya's heart dipped in and out as she waited for the Imaam to come and ask her. As he stood to her side she fisted her hands so tight that her nails dug in deep into her palms.

Fazed by what was going on she didn't register a single word 'Zoya...answer him' Humera whispered, when Zoya didn't respond Humera looked up at Dilshad. Dilshad sat next to Zoya and placed her hand on her shoulder 'Zoya...beta answer the Imaam' Zoya's eyes that had begun to stream looked towards Asad one more time before she took in her last breath as Zoya Farooqui 'Qubool Hai'.

As soon as her voice reached Daddi she smiled through her tears, her frail body jerked as she continued to cry.

Asad and Zoya where made to stand together before her, Daddi lifted her head and looked at the beautiful couple 'Rashid, call them closer' she whispered.

Asad and Zoya knelt in front of her wheelchair, Daddi managed to lift her hands and place them over their heads 'thank you...what you have done for me and to honour your fathers words...I am...Asad Zoya promise me you will make this work, you will put everything behind you and look towards one another with love and compassion...Zoya, don't prove me wrong beta' Zoya started to sob, Daddi looked at Asad and held his hand in hers 'she is your wife, your life partner, she is your pride and respect, love her and care for her Asad...I will always be watching beta' Asad kissed the back of Daddi's hand as she brought it down she placed his hand over hers. Daddi looked up at her son and daughter in law 'Alvida my children...La ilaha ilal la ho Muhammad ur rasool lal lah' having recited her kalima and fulfilling her promise Daddi closed her eyes.

The room that stood in total silence, in total shock fell apart. Rashid, Dilshad, Najma, Asad and Zoya screamed as they had just lost the most important person in their lives, the one person that kept them together.

Humera took hold of Zoya and Asad held on to his little sister as their parents mourned over the body of their beloved mother.

As night fell all the colours and lights that lit up Khan Villa had faded all was left was a ghostly white that surrounded them.

Asad and Rashid came back from the mosque 'the janazah will take placed after Zuhur tomorrow' Rashid said in a faint voice, Dilshad nodded. Everyone sat in silence unable to come to terms with what had happened.

'Haider' Humera whispered, Zoya shot her head up, as she stood up Rashid and Dilshad looked towards the door to see Haider standing there. Zoya let go of Humera's hand and ran into his arm, no one had ever heard Zoya cry with such pain before 'where were you...where did you go, when I needed you to be with me you weren't there...' 'Shhh...I'm so sorry princess...I am so sorry' he said as he stroked her hair. Humera walked up to them and gently pulled Zoya away. Zoya looked at Haider who was also in tears 'Haider, come...you need to meet Uncle and Aunty too' Humera said softly.

Haider hugged Rashid and paid his sincere sympathy to Dilshad. All the while Asad stood in silence by the bottom of the stairs, his eyes that were red and swollen from the sorrow he felt was now replaced by shear anger, the girl he had just married, his wife had just run up a guy and hugged him. He didn't understand their relationship nor why everyone was ok with them. Asad walked up to Dilshad 'what is he doing here at this time?' Dilshad looked at Asad 'he is here for your Abu and Zoya...at a time like this only Haider can calm Zoya down, only he knows her and understands her enough to support her in the way she needs to be'

Asad looked at his Ammi baffled, he couldn't believe what he was hearing 'Ammi, how are you all ok with this...' 'Ok with what?' Dilshad asked looking confused 'with them...how is it even normal or accepted by you all...' Dilshad farrowed her eyes as she tried to understand her sons line of questioning. As she was about to ask him to clarify what he meant Rashid called her 'Dilshad, a few women have come to pay their sympathy, please go and attend to them, it's unfair to leave Zoya with them alone'.

Asad felt his insides painfully churn, not being able to stand it anymore he ran upstairs to his room.

It was almost past one in the morning before Humera and Haider left 'Zoya, beta I think you should also go up and rest' 'Ammi...I...Daddi' Zoya couldn't bring herself to talk, Dilshad held her face in the palm of her hands 'I understand Zoya, the pain will never go away beta, but it is something that we will have to face, time doesn't stop for anyone and it is only time that we have to help us through this...I know Allah will help us...come let me take you upstairs'

Dilshad walked past Zoya's room 'Ammi, where are you going, my room is here' 'no Zoya this is no longer your room...' Dilshad lowered her head as tears started to form, she cleared her throat and looked back up at her 'your room is with Asad now, I had the east wing cleared out for you..' Zoya looked at Dilshad, her face had lost all colour 'Ammi...after what happened today...I don't think...' 'I know beta but the longer you leave it the harder it will become...and there is no denying or running away from the truth and the truth is that you are his wife now and he your husband...come let's go'

Dilshad opened the door to her room, it was not only enormous in size but beautifully decorated. Zoya held on to Dilshad's hands that much tighter as her eyes roamed the room looking for him. 'Where did he go?' Dilshad whispered to herself 'Ammi, the balcony' Zoya pointed out, walking further into the room Dilshad called out to him. Asad turned around upon hearing her voice but as soon as he entered the room he froze.

Dilshad walked up to him with Zoya still by her side, she placed her free hand on his cheek 'nothing will make this ok...or right...the pain won't go away beta but we still need to carry on, Zoya is your wife, and her place is her with you...always'.

Asad sucked in a breath, he deliberately avoided looking at her as he knew he was close to losing if 'Asad, I know there is no miracle that will happen all I can do is entrust you to do what is right and what is just' Dilshad turned towards Zoya and kissed her forehead as she hugged her she whispered in her ear 'remember what you said, he is one challenge you wing back away from, one challenge you don't plan to lose...my Dua's are with you Zoya and so is Allah, nothing is more powerful than love and I know you love him...keep hold of that' Zoya tightened her hold on Dilshad and cried 'shhh...no more tears...Allah Hafiz'.

Zoya stood rooted as she waited for him to say something but there was nothing, he looked at her once and then turned away from her. She took a step forward and was about to call for him when she saw him fist his hand, not wanting to start of anything she decided she would let him be. Zoya walked towards the bed and sat on the edge, Asad slightly turned his head and looked at her over his shoulder to see her fidgeting with her fingers he took in a deep sigh and turned towards her, he was just about to say that there was no way in hell he was going to be sharing a bed with her when he realised that the room was empty, apart from their bed a small stool and cupboards there was nothing there. Becoming more frustrated Asad walked up to the bed and folded one of the blankets, he placed the blanked in the middle along with extra cushions creating a division. Zoya looked up at him, she waited for him to finish putting in his line of control before she addressed him, Asad who refused to give her any eye contact turned around and lay on the bed with his back to her, Zoya couldn't believe how immature he was being 'Asad' she called out in a low whisper as soon as he heard her voice Asad stretched out his arm and switched off the lamp.

Zoya let out and exasperated breath, Asad was truly beyond her understanding, how a grown man could still harbour such hostility and that too from a young age was not something she could fathom. As children Asad hated having her around as she got all the attention from his parents, she was given preference and priority for absolutely everything.

To him Zoya was someone who had come into their lives and out welcomed herself, Asad was put on the back bench, he felt as if he had become invisible. In all the years that went by Zoya never stepped back, she always tried to befriend him in every way possible. He was rude and callous but that didn't faze her, when Asad thought it was Dilshad who was looking after him, it was in actual fact Zoya. Zoya was never able to attach herself to him physically but became attached to him through his belongings, through his room, through his mere presence.

If everyone else knew that Asad was displaying immaturity and harshness with his behaviour towards her then so did he, he was not unaware of his own emotions. But the feelings he harboured were so deep rooted that even if he tried he couldn't get rid of them, he didn't know how to.

No one else knew Asad better than Daddi and she saw beyond the small boy that always stood there heaving in anger. She saw how tiresome it was becoming for him to continue hating a girl that he had no right to hate, his ill treatment of her was unjustified something he was not prepared to accept. Before Zoya came Asad was happy fun loving boy who would almost crumble at seeing another person in pain or hurt and yet he was blind to see the hurt and pain he inflicted on Zoya. Daddi knew that once Asad let his guard down and faced himself he would feel the same way as everyone else did, he would accept Zoya as part of his life, he was more than capable of loving someone and that someone was Zoya.

Zoya turned her back to him and laydown close to the edge of the bed, she fought her tears back as much as she could but they still managed to escape. Zoya slowly extended her hand and switched off the lamp on her side letting darkness consume them both.

In the morning Asad woke up to find her gone, not wanting to give her a second thought he got up and went to get changed. The day ahead was going to be the hardest day of their lives, it was Daddi's funeral.

Asad walked downstairs to find everyone sitting in the living room, Rashid was talking to a few members from the mosque to go over the final details. Asad went to meet Dilshad and then kissed the top of Najma's head 'Bhaijaan, where is Zoya?' Najma asked. Asad looked up towards Dilshad who also silently questioned him 'I...I don't know I thought she would have been here with you' Dilshad walked past him and ran up the stairs calling out for her.

Dilshad opened the door slowly to find Zoya curled up on the floor next to Daddi's bed 'Zoya' she whispered. Zoya looked up with red swollen eyes 'Ammi...she has gone...she left me when I needed her the most...I don't know if I can do this' Dilshad quickly ran to her side and cradled her 'I know...I know, I wish I could bring her back Zoya...beta you have to be strong, if you start to fall apart like this then who is going to look after us, you are our strength beta...please have faith in Allah'. Zoya wiped her tears and looked at Dilshad 'Ammi...am I so bad...did I really do something so wrong to deserve this...please tell me Ammi what did I do wrong' Dilshad could feel her inside tear apart at seeing Zoya in the state she was, she had no answers to the questions she so painfully asked 'no beta...you did nothing wrong, you are my daughter, my Zoya, how could you ever do anything wrong...I promise you Zoya, everything will be ok...please don't cry'.

As Dilshad continued to console Zoya in the door stood Asad who for the first time felt his own heart tighten, he felt a pain that he had never felt before an emotion that he couldn't recognise, he inhaled air that felt like thorns, his eyes moistened as he continued to see his Ammi hold on to the girl who was now his wife. 'Ammi' he called out Dilshad looked up as did Zoya, Zoya quickly wiped her tears away and stood up, she kept her head lowered as she knew by looking at him she would only break down again. 'Asad, beta...are you ok?' Dilshad asked seeing his tearful eyes. Keeping his eyes on Zoya he replied 'Abu...Abu is calling for you...downstairs'.

Dilshad nodded 'Zoya, I will see you downstairs' 'jee' came her small reply.

Asad stood in the same position starring at her, Zoya raised her head a little but kept her eyes lowered as she walked towards the door and was about to pass him he spoke to her 'are you ok?' Zoya nearly lost her balance, she placed her hand on the side of the door and looked up at him not believing he had just asked her if she was ok. Asad looked back at her and waited for her to answer, not being able to trust her own voice Zoya slightly nodded her head after which he just turned around and walked away.

The family came together after funeral, it felt surreal, it was as if they had forgotten how to function without her. Zoya looked at Najma who was still crying painfully, she went and wrapped her arms around her come' Zoya led her to the sofa and made her sit down as soon as she did Najma rested her head in her lap. As Zoya continued to caress her hair Najma started to fall asleep, Dilshad was about to wake her up 'Ammi let her sleep, she is exhausted...let her rest I don't mind' Zoya said stopping Dilshad. Dilshad smiled at Zoya and placed her hand on her head thank you beta...for everything'.

It had been almost an hour when Najma finally woke up 'sorry Api...I fell asleep' Zoya cupped Najma's face 'its ok, you need to let your body rest...why don't you go and freshen up I will make you something to eat'. Zoya made her way towards the kitchen, she started making food and tidying up around her, she spent the rest if the day looking after everyone including friends of the family that continued to visit until night fall.

Feeling exhausted herself Zoya walked back towards the kitchen to get herself a drink as she stood by the sink she felt him behind her, she slowly turned around and looked at him. Asad who couldn't bring himself to hold her gaze turned around to walk off 'wait' she called out making him stop. When he turned around Zoya placed her glass down and stepped forward 'd..did you want something...' 'I..I just came to get some water' Zoya turned around and poured him a glass of water, she walked up to him and handed him the glass. Asad reached out a took it from her after which Zoya lowered her head slightly and stepped back. Not saying anything Asad drank the glass of water in a few gulps, placed it on the work top and walked out silently. Zoya placed her hand on the same work top to hold herself up, she felt like she was going to collapse, her whole life had turned upside down in the last 48 hours and there was nothing she could do to make it ok again.

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Hey Appi🤗

U started another story😲😃

Well i'm happy it's a beautiful story😳

I read all the chapters together

Poor dadi she left🥺

Asya got married😳😳

Let'see how the story unfolds😃

Can't wait 4 the next part😳

Tnx 4 pm😃

Love Aman❤️

Part A:

"...you know as well as I do this can't happen, why did you not tell her, tell my parents..."

Cannot help but wonder if this holds double meaning. 🤪

"...what is wrong with you Asad...you were never like this'"

A glimpse of the real Asad Ahmed Khan would be a delight. 😳

"Asad looked at the girl who stood in front of him, as much as he hated her he knew what she was saying or proposing was not wrong."

Hate is an intense emotion, his fixation is overwhelming and to an extent intriguing.

'one thing you got right Zoya Farooqui, I do hate you and will continue to for the rest of my life'.

@Red: I think otherwise! 😉

Part B:

'Ya Allah the life you have written for me is going to be no less than hell, as strong as I seem and as much as I love him I don't think I can do this my love is nothing in comparison to his hatred for me...please Allah if this...if Asad is my destiny then give me the courage to face him to change him...if I am saying yes today it is only because my faith in you is stronger than anything else...please be with me'

This was heart wrenchingly beautiful. 🥺

'she is your wife, your life partner, she is your pride and respect, love her and care for her Asad...I will always be watching beta'

I found this so poise and poignant. ❤️

"The room that stood in total silence, in total shock fell apart. Rashid, Dilshad, Najma, Asad and Zoya screamed as they had just lost the most important person in their lives, the one person that kept them together."

Tear-jerking and very palpable - Really! [I had to read this for the second time to unreserved my comment and it was just as excruciating as the first read.]

As sorrowful as the previous scene was, jelly Asad had me laughing, ah this guy is unbelievable. Really - he claims to feel intense emotions of hate yet he sees green too.

"Asad felt his insides painfully churn, not being able to stand it anymore he ran upstairs to his room."

Couldn't help but feel sorry for him though. 🥺

'remember what you said, he is one challenge you wing back away from, one challenge you don't plan to lose...my Dua's are with you Zoya and so is Allah, nothing is more powerful than love and I know you love him...keep hold of that'

This was really amazing! - One of my favorite dialogues in this chapter. ⭐️ You wrote some really beautiful ones in this update.

Part C:

"Zoya let out and exasperated breath, Asad was truly beyond her understanding, how a grown man could still harbour such hostility and that too from a young age was not something she could fathom."

Immature Asad was endearing. ☺️

"To him Zoya was someone who had come into their lives and out welcomed herself, Asad was put on the back bench, he felt as if he had become invisible."

Can this really be the reason for all of that hatred he holds within himself? Despite the realistic occurrence of this, I cannot help but feel Asad in particular would never be so dense and jealous to react to Zoe in the manner in which he does or for the reasons he provides or Zoe thinks, there has to be a profound reason, but then he is jealous of the relationship she shares with Haider but he also doesn't know the truth of it, I have this wish of him punching Haider in the face or slapping him out of jealousy, Haider will take it in his stride for his Princess. 😳

"when Asad thought it was Dilshad who was looking after him, it was in actual fact Zoya. Zoya was never able to attach herself to him physically but became attached to him through his belongings, through his room, through his mere presence."

I have experienced so many emotions reading this update.

"As Dilshad continued to console Zoya in the door stood Asad who for the first time felt his own heart tighten, he felt a pain that he had never felt before an emotion that he couldn't recognise, he inhaled air that felt like thorns, his eyes moistened as he continued to see his Ammi hold on to the girl who was now his wife."

'are you ok?'

Ammi let her sleep, she is exhausted...let her rest I don't mind'

"...she felt him behind her, she slowly turned around and looked at him. Asad who couldn't bring himself to hold her gaze turned around to walk off 'wait' she called out making him stop. When he turned around Zoya placed her glass down and stepped forward 'd..did you want something...' 'I..I just came to get some water' Zoya turned around and poured him a glass of water, she walked up to him and handed him the glass. Asad reached out a took it from her after which Zoya lowered her head slightly and stepped back. Not saying anything Asad drank the glass of water in a few gulps, placed it on the work top and walked out silently. Zoya placed her hand on the same work top to hold herself up, she felt like she was going to collapse, her whole life had turned upside down in the last 48 hours..."

Loved these scenes, they were all amazingly beautiful in this own right.

Asad's sympathy towards Zoe from the moment he found her with Dilshad in Dadi's room was highly captivating, I hope it is because he is warming up to her and not just because they are in mourning.

P.S Love Love Loved this chapter!

Eid Mubarak!