AsYa/Kabhi SS Love In New York COMPLETED - Page 9

Originally posted by: divya_asya

Hayee dis ff has stolen my heart...

It was wow...Loved it

Haha firstly I thought sardar ji bi asad se takra gaya lol but it is Zoya...haha

Sorry my like button is not working..

Continue soon and thanks for pm

Originally posted by: chco

awesome

Originally posted by: B3ll3...

I'll read and review soon. Sorry busy 🥱

Anu sorry for th delayed reply
I was busy so i couldnt reply yesterday
Its superbe amazing update
Now its more interesting.
Haaye mre Asad pehli hi nazar mein zoya par fida ho gayi
And zoya's sardargi getup and fell in asad's arms
Pls update soon
Thanks for th pm

finally zoya ran away...good!!
asad was mesmerized by her eyes on their first encounter...aise hota hai kya!?
now let's see how they discover their love for each other...
continue soon
chotu update... 💔

Originally posted by: aseelashah

Anu sorry for th delayed reply
I was busy so i couldnt reply yesterday
Its superbe amazing update
Now its more interesting.
Haaye mre Asad pehli hi nazar mein zoya par fida ho gayi
And zoya's sardargi getup and fell in asad's arms
Pls update soon
Thanks for th pm

aseela Di...zoya has to fall in asad's arms...in one way or the other!!
sardarji hi sahi... 😆

Originally posted by: chco

awesome

Originally posted by: aseelashah

Anu sorry for th delayed reply
I was busy so i couldnt reply yesterday
Its superbe amazing update
Now its more interesting.
Haaye mre Asad pehli hi nazar mein zoya par fida ho gayi
And zoya's sardargi getup and fell in asad's arms
Pls update soon
Thanks for th pm

Originally posted by: -Crazy4AsYa-

finally zoya ran away...good!!
asad was mesmerized by her eyes on their first encounter...aise hota hai kya!?
now let's see how they discover their love for each other...
continue soon
chotu update... 💔

Chapter Three - Helping Each Other

At a childrens park

Zoya had successfully outwitted Razias goons by getting into a sadar get up. She walked all the streets and reached a children's park and suddenly something made her go inside. She was treading the pathway by kicking the stones and boulders on her way thinking of what to do now, where to go, she saw a small girl sitting on a bench with her both hands rested on her chin with a fallen face. She approached her and saw that she was crying. Zoya asked "Baby, why are you crying?" Girl didn't tell anything still crying. Zoya "have you lost your way?" Girl stil crying. Zoya "Your parents?" Girls started crying more now. Zoya understood that girl has lost her parents and was now alone (not died, but may be separated from parents somehow) Zoya asked "Do you have your parents phone number, may be I can help you in finding them" Girl looked up at Zoya at this sentence and then said "nobody can help me now, and my parents cannot be reached, they are up there" she said by showing the sky lit with stars. Zoya puzzled "you mean among the stars?" Girl sobbed and said "they are in heaven and left me in this hell world, why didn't they take me too with them?" Zoya now fully understood that the girls parents are dead and she was missing them. Zoya said "Don't worry baby, God sends somebody to take care of his kids, when nobody is there to care of them" Girl asked with buttoning the eyes "tho kya apko God ne bheja hai?" Zoya rolled her eyes and looked up and said "mmm"and thought a little while and said "yes, Godji ne mujse kaha ki vahan park main ek chotisi bacchi ro rahi hai, tum jake uski maddat karo, tho main agayi" Girl "Kya aap God ki angel ho?" Zoya again keeping her finger under her chin "mmm, angel tho nahi, par haan, main tumhari tarah ek lachar hoon jiska iss duniya main koi nahi hai" Girl "apka bhi iss duniya main koi nahi hai, aur mera bhi, tho kyun na hum dono ek dusre ko apna man lete hai, Friends? She extended her hand for a handshake. But zoya took the girl into a hug and then a cheek kiss and said "Friends". Girl asked "aap tho sadarji nahi ho, apto ek ladki ho" Zoya perplexed "tumhe kaise pata chala" Girl " apke perfume ke khusboo se, meri ammi bhi yehi perfume lagati thi"aur apki hathon main lagi alta se" Zoya said "smart girl" Girl said "vo tho main hoon hi" Zoya "Hmm, tho apne muje pehchan liye, ki main ek ladki hoon, I am Zoya aur aap?" Girl "Usma" Zoya "wow what a beautiful name" Usma "apka bhi bohot hi cute name hai" and she said it like this "zzzoya" in a childish way stressing the syllable "z" more then giving a short "a" and "o" sound. Zoya tried to correct it as "zoya" but soon she felt that Usma will not correct it and she let her have her way. By the time a sturdy man and an old lady came there. The man "Usma Baby, who is this? I have told you not to talk to strangers" Usma replied "but he is not a stranger, he is our old watchman" Zoya looked at Usma with dropping jaws but immediately closed it on winking by Usma. Usma continued "he used to play with when ammi aur abbu was there, shall we take him to our house" The man said "its not possible baby try to understand, tomorrow your uncle is coming to take you to India" Usma shocked and then started to throw tantrums that she doesn't want to go to India and she wants to be here itself. She clung on to Zoya now and was not leaving her. The man and the woman had to give in to Usma demands and decide to take Sardarji with them to Usmas house. The man asked "Whats your name? Watchman" Zoya replied by making a heavy voice and adjusting the pagadi "Bhim Singh" The man said "I am the administrator appointed by the court to take care of her after her parents death , since Usma Baby is very much attached to you and tomorrow her uncle too is coming hence please accompany us to her house, to keep situations under control, because we are answerable for the child's emotional condition too when we hand over her. We want her to be happy." Zoya nodded and saw that Allah has given her a way to escape from Razias clutches for sometime. She can disguise as Saradarji and be a watchman at Usmas and at the same time be away from Razias eyes too.

In the Hotel Room

Asad was not able to sleep. He was repeatedly getting the flashes of Zoya and her dance, her beautiful eyes, her pretty hands, her expressions, her smile and the most important her dimples. Asad was tossing and turning in the bed thinking who was she, he badly wanted to know her name, to hear her voice, to touch her dimples, to see her smile, everything again. He shot up from the bed and immediately went outsde and in no time ended up in front of the hotel owner's room. He raised his hands to press the bell. Then stopped but again zoyas face was urging him and he pressed it closing his eyes now what will happen. The hotel owner mumbling something that who the hell has disturbed him in this wee hours of the night opened the door rubbing his eyes. He saw Asad in his white kurta and pyjamas. He was puzzled "What man what do you want now at this midnight hour?" Asad was embarrassed to the core but nevertheless he cant back off "I need the video recording of the last night function of your daughter" he said it one breath and waited for his reaction. HO asked "what? man have you lost it? Is this the time to ask it?" Asad said "I need it badly please" HO didn't know what to say but looking at Asads expressions he was rather confused than angry "Hey man, I will give you a copy in the morning, now please for Gods sake, let me have a good sleep" Asad said "morning, at what time" HO " I have said I will give it, I cant say about the time, if you let me sleep this night may be you will get it earlier" Asad "okay thanks and sorry for disturbing your sleep, don't forget to give it in the morning" HO closed the door on Asads face without replying anything and Asad was standing there as an idiot grinning. He ran his fingers through his hair scratching his head realizing that he is behaving as a lovestruck person.

Usma s House

Zoya saw that it was a pretty good mansion with high gates and walls, well furnished interiors and well maintained garden, and a with good choice of furnishings also. It seemed like a mini palace for her. Even though her house was no less than a palace but she never felt anything living in that wretched mansion which took away all her happiness. She was continuously keeping her hands in pocket to avoid the rest from seeing the alta on her hands and doubt her identity. Usma said "aap aaj mere saath soyenge, muje akele main bohot dar lagta hai" Zoya looked at the administrator and he nodded and Zoya too nodded adjusting pagadi. Usma took her to her room and locked the door. Usma said "Sadarji, ab aap apne asli roop main ayengi "Zoya smiled and removed her moustache and bear and the pagadi. Usma saw that Zoya was really beautiful when her hairs fell over her shoulders when she took of the pagadi. "Wow, apto princess lag rahi ho" Zoya said "Usma darling, Thank you, par main princess hokar bhi, meri kismet kharab hai" Usma "kya hua, apka prince apse root gaya" Zoya shot up at that innocent question and got reminded of her falling in Asads arms while escaping the goons. She was indeed smitten by him but there was not time to drool over him since goons were following her. Zoya smiled and said "main na ek aise princess hoon, jiski sauteli ma uspe zulm karthi hai, aur meri marzi ke khilaf meri shaadi karna chahti hai vo bhi ek Bandar ke saath, tho main ghar se bhaag gayi" Usma kept her hands on her mouth "cindrella types, aap ghar se bhag gayi ho,koi baat nahi, aap mere saath yahan sardarji banker reh lijiye, tab tak apka prince charming ek safed ghode par ayega, apko aake bacha lega, aur apne saath lejayega" Zoya laughed at Usmas conclusions but somewhere she too wanted to happen like that and unknowlingly she again went to think of Asad as her Prince Charming. She said in mind "koun hai aap, aise baar baar meri khayalon main kyun aarahe hai? Aisa kyun lagta hai, main apki taraf kheech rahi hoon" She brushed off the thoughts and went to sleep after having a dinner in the room itself with her newly found friend. Usma was too happy that she got a friend now with whom she can share anything. She indeed liked Zoya very much. She hugged her and put her one leg over her and went to sleep.

Asads comes to Usma House

Next day morning after having a sheepish encounter with the hotel owner about the last night stint of him and mouthing a thank you for the recording too Asad proceeded towards Usma house. Asad for the first time will see his niece, Usma, of course, he has seen her pictures when his Appi sent him when she was born and her latest birthday photo also. Asad always wanted to pull her cheeks as he was really chubby. Asad though not met her he loved her so much through the convos that he had with his appi. On the way he stopped at a shop and bought a bouquet, nice cake for her, fluffy teddy bear and a box full of chocolates too since he was meeting her for the first time. Soon he was at the doorstep of the mansion. He was welcomed by the administrator and the old woman who was a domestic servant there. Zoya was getting ready in sardars get up again as she couldn't go out in her real self. Usma was watching her. Zoya said "ready, ab chalein, breakfast ke liye," she took Usma in her arms and placed her on her hips and both came out to see. Zoyas eyes widened seeing Asad again in the house. Zoya pinched herself to confirm that its not dream. She immediately turned on her heels and was going to go Admisnistrator called" Bhim Singh, come here with Usma, her uncle wants to meet her he has come all way from India to take her back with him to their ansectoral house." Zoya heart was now thumping like anything, what about if she gets caught, she thought. Nervously she turned around to face them. Usma was now sitting on her hips nodding in a no. But Zoya assured that everything will be fine and she should go and meet her uncle. Asad on seeing Sardarji, recognized him "Sardarji, aap aur yahan" Zoya didn't want to give in so she faked her voice and said "jee, main to apko pehle baar dekh raha hoon" Asad "nahi nahi, kal raat hum mile the yahan ek hotel main aap mujse takra gaye the" Zoya was at loss of words as she saw Asads me memory was sharp and what she should say, she said "oh haan yaad aya, shayad maine itna dyan nahi diya tha, Oh tho vo aap the, maaf kijiye ga main thoda jaldi main tha, issliye main" Asad while talking now almost was near her and she was hell nervous that she should not be caught. She had cleaned the alta on her hands this morning before coming out and she did not use any perfume also but still was nervous. Asad was now standing before her, he extended his hands to take Usma from her, but Usma denied to go to him. Zoya said "Usma baby chalo apke mamujaan ke paas jao" Usma said "muje nahi jana, kissike paas bhi nahi jaana, muje yehi rahna hai, muje India nahi jana, vahan India main sab log bure hai, specially vo Hitler Dadi aaj tak meri abbu aur ammi se nafrat karti thi, aur ab achanak muje itna pyar, muje nahi jana unke paas, khadoos kahin ki" Usma clung onto Zoya and never went to Asad. Asad saw that the girl needs some emotional support at this time and its useless to force her. So he softly said "Dekho Usma, agar aap ana nahi chahti hai tho, main apko force nahi karunga, jab tak aap khud ana nahi chahengi, aur vahan sab apse bohot pyar karte hai, yeh dekho, tumhari ammi ne muje tumhara birthday wala photo bhejatha, yeh dekho, he showed the photo in his mobile. Usma was a little bit relaxed but she didn't not leave Zoya. Asad continued "Usma main apka mamujaan hoon, apko apta hai, apki ammi apke barein main muje sab batati thi, issliye main apke liye yeh apke favourite phool laya hoon, he extended a bouquet of dove orchids, aur yeh bhi apka favourite pineapple pastry cake, and this one big teddy, and yeh apke favourite chocolates." Usma saw that Asad was not bad. She looked at Zoya and Zoya blinked her eyes. Asad took her in his arms and kissed her chubby cheeks as he always wanted to do. But Zoya seeing Asad in front of her was drooling over him in the disguise of a sardar which was soon broken by Usmas cry again. After sometime being in Asads arms she got down and started running all over the house. Asad caught her and made her sit on his lap. Slowly he said "Usma, dekhiye yahan koun hai jo apka dyan rakhega, aap yahan akeli tho nahi rah sakti, aur main yahan permanently nahi rah sakta, yah aur koi nahi jo apka khayal rakhe, issliye apko mere saaath India chalna hoga" Usma again saw that coming back she shrieked "koun kehta hai ki yahan mera koi nahi hai, hai meri American phoppi hai, jo mere abbu se naraz hokar ghar chodkar gayi thi, mere bulane par vo ayegi, zaroora ayegi, vo muje bohot chahti hai, vo rakhegi mera khayal iss tarah se muje India nahi jana padega, problem solved." Asad was now puzzled at this revelation his Aapi never told him that his jiju had a sister who ran away from the house. Neverthless is someone is there like that he wanted to settle everything before taking Usma with him in order to avoid any complications later. Asad asked "American Phoppi? Koun hai? Aur kahan rahti hai?, koi phone no hai kya unka apke paas?" Usma seeing many questions showered on her quickly wittingly said "unhe main pyar se Zoppi bulati hoon, aur muje pata hai vo kahan milegi, main apko vahan le chalungi" and getting down from his lap ran towards Zoya and hugged her. Zoya was not knowing what is this child upto? Why the hell she was creating stories upon stories? And whose is this Zoppi now?

Usmas room

Zoya asked "Usma, yeh Zoppi koun hai, kya vakay main apki phoppi hai? Kahan rehti hai? Kya karti hai, apne tho kaha tha ki apka koi nahi hai, phir yeh phoppi? Usma wickedly smiled "Zoppi yani Zoya Phuppi." Zoyas jaw dropped at what she heard. "Usma, dekho baat bohot serious hai, yeh watchman thak sahi hai, par tumhari phoppi, agar pakade gaye tho, nahi nahi, main nahi kar sakti thi" Usma pouted "tho kya muje uss Hitler Dadi ke paas jane dengi" Zoya "aise dadi ko hiltler nahi bolte" Usma "aap unhe nahi janti hai, meri ammi ne meri abbu se shaadi ki tho unhone meri ammi se baat karna bhi chod diya, unhe ghar se nikal diya, aur ab mere peeche kyun padi hai? Khadoos Nani" Zoya said "Usma dekho purani batein bhool jao , aur apne mamujaan ke saath India lout jao, vahan tumhara bohot acha khayal rakhenge, aur tumhare mamujaan tumse bohot pyar karte hai" Usma "agar main chali gayi tho apka kya hoga" Zoya eyes shot up to look at her.

Next Chapter: My Amercian Aunt

A small teaser: Zoya with heavy eyes shadows, blue contact lenses, gaudy lipstick, with golden hair wearing a long flowly outfit with a cigarette in hand sitting in a club.

Any guesses how Asad will feel after seeing her.