ASYA(KABHI) SS- Remember Me- Thread I- Chapter 5 completed - Page 43

Originally posted by: swapno

Hello hello 🤗

Finally you are back 😊

I was missing you

Thanks for reading it and no need to be sorry!!

I know how busy you are??

Glad you loved it!!

will reveal everything in time I promise!!

So keep reading sweety

Originally posted by: swapno

Hello Aniha🤗

how are you??

I mostly update on Thursday's

rest of the week I am hell busy!!

So most probably you will get it tomorrow night😳

Originally posted by: skavya

Yeah I m back...missed u so much...

today u r updating next part na...????

so eager to know where Zoya is...?

continue sooon...

Originally posted by: aniha20

yeah i am fine..how are you?
Oh okie..tmrw i have exam dear i will try to come 😉

Originally posted by: Rarepearl

Hey Dear,

This was really beautiful. I enjoyed readin it so much. Oh poor asad has to live without his life for the past 4 years. I am so looking forward to see what all happened during this time & where has Zoe gone?

His scream of Zoe's name always pinches my heart.

Continue soon..

Originally posted by: asyaarshilover

plz continue

Originally posted by: ar-n-only-ar

Swappy lovely story... aww mela Asad... pls asya ko yaha separate mat rakhna pls pls ...
It was Nazma's kid na? n mad house matlb Haseena bi's house na??
ab dnt forget to pm me ...

SORRY 🤗

This chapter is dedicated to asyaarshilover who wanted an update badly..Thanks for loving this story buddy 🤗

Chapter 2

"hum kya jane rab jane, yeh khaami hai ya khoobi
sunle jaan-e mehboobi, jaan-mehboobi, bana dil sufi sufi
bekarari chingarioyon se, dard ka mom ghulta nahi hai,
kesa bandhan hai ye faslon ka , paas aake bhi khulta nahi hai...
kalma tere naam ka, padh padh ke deewanaa
dekh dil ne seekh li hain baatein sufiana!!!"

A 28 year old woman was standing on the sea-beach relishing the cool breeze, feeling the waves crashing on her feet. After a minute or few she was changing her position and smiling her own. Her Aapi-Jiju both liked to walk in sea-beach.

Aapi always used to tell her that "life is like the sands of the beach, every time waves come, wash the sands away and resettled them with another. That's why the beach remains same but incident and people changes like in life. Life is still but time slips away."

She sighed very much realizing the name "life!" She was living it but time slipped away from her. She remained same in her life but time pulled her away with it. She was trying to adjust with it, to go ease with it. But she could not. It's been two years as her Aapi-Jiju passed away. But here she was living like corpse, showing everyone she had moved on!

"Oh!! Z.F you are here?" She was startled at the exclamation. She frowned, looked toward the source; it was from Zerin who was her colleague plus new roommate. "What you find everyday here? What's so special in these same sand and dirty water?" Zerin crunched her nose to the waves of sandy water. She founds it monotonous. Well they were in Mumbai about a week and Z.F came here every evening. What was new at the same view she could not decipher.

"You will not understand Zerin. So leave it. What has Mark said? Did you call him?" Zoya asked her. "Yes!" beamed Zerin. "He said we need to shift to Bhoopal."

"Wait! Bhoopal! Why?" Zoya asked in confusion. They were supposed to go back to Australia after their conference.

"You remember Farhaan Qureshi' from that conference?" Zerin asked hopefully. Zoya shrugged. "Well he has invited as to Bhoopal because he wanted to secure his office website, they want government like encryption and spider web for their security. And who will let this chance go for when Z.F herself present in India?" Zerin grinned widely at Zoya.

Zoya ducked her head hearing this. She never wanted fame, praise, she was always a simple human being and wanted only love in her life but always she deprived from it. She was known as Z.F, the great hacker among the internet technologist but she never came to the lime light. So only a few knew about her. Zerin and Zoya worked as a team from two years where Zerin helped her to make the encryption.

Zerin was still grinning when Zoya looked at her after gaining back her composure. She smiled at her brightly and broke an impromptu shayari which made Zerin giggle.

When they were going back to hotel Zerin stopped in their way and went into a small bookshop.

"Not again" Zoya muttered under her breath. Zerin glared at her. "Zoya you don't like to read books that's okay but why you always cursing me for reading novels?"

"Because when you are engrossed into it you forgot even your fiance" She replied innocently. Zerin rolled her eyes.

They entered a small but old bookshop. Zerin took longer time than any only to annoy Zoya. Zoya groaned loudly when she saw Zerin go through the every shelf of the shop to take her own sweet time to select the book. She bought 5 books of her choice and paid for them. They were coming out of the store when Zerin saw a pair of journal which was bound within a lather strip. The cover was designed beautifully with three words encrypted together. She frowned at it. Zoya knowing her intention very clearly tugged her hand saying they were getting late and it was dark outside already. But Zerin did not let it go. She brought that with curiosity and getting attracted by the floral work over the cover.

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"Asad Ahmed Khan" the self-made man was living his life for four years with pain. Everything had changed after that night. He tried to find Zoya in every possible ways but he failed. He failed to find her. He prayed, he cried, he sacrificed, he screamed, he did everything to want her back but she never returned. He relentlessly tried to find her traces but she just vanished in air. She left everything that belongs to him, her phone, tablet, engagement ring but she forgot to leave his heart which was captured with her forever!! Now he knew more about Zoya than Zoya by herself.

The Aazan made him stir a little in the morning. He opened his eyes and observed that Zoya was lying beside her on the bed hugging him tightly. He again shut his eyes as he knew it was a dream then peeked through his lashes, hoping it was true but she was gone! Puff!! Sighing loudly as another painful day started he was ready for his morning prayer. After prayer he went for his jog.

Zoya's love again proved him wrong. He thought before in love with Zoya that love made anyone week. Yes, one become vulnerable inside but outside it makes anyone strong too. That's why he/she can live the life. Now he realized after loving Zoya, why his mother still loves his father? She was also broken inside but outside she was a brave woman. Being a son of a brave mother he embraced his life again with the darkness he had before Zoya. Infront of the world he was heartless, stern, cruel and disciplined person but inside only few knew about his broken state. Asad took care of his personal life out of the media very securely and rest of the world actually did not know what happened that night. Indeed Zoya was his life and he was only for his Ammi and Tamater again when she left him. With one hope in his life he started his everyday life that one day she will come back to him.

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Finally Zerin and Zoya landed to Bhoopal. It was warm sunny morning and they first went to their hotel and then to the office at which the meeting was fixed.

Farhaan Qureshi the tall, fair handsome man greeted them and escorted to his office himself. They were very pleased with his gentle behavior. They were shocked to see the architecture. They really praised the interior and about his taste to which Farhaan just nodded.

"Well this was not my choice actually. It was Bhaijaan's choice; he is the famous architect not only in India but also outside of India. He is a great man also and the owner of this office too" Farhaan grinned.

"Well you are saying as if you are talking about the great Asad Ahmed Khan who also belongs from Bhoopal" Zerin exclaimed with sarcasm to which Farhaan only nodded.

"Ofcourse I am talking about him only. He is my brother-in-law." Farhaan chuckled. Zerin's eyes went wide hearing his words when Zoya remained silent. A small smile was playing on her lips. She knew about Zerin's crush over Asad Ahmed Khan. She saw his picture sometimes and she could not deny he was a charmer, handsome and has good physique to drool for. But what made her think was about his eyes. Sometimes she felt she was drawn to him. It held some anguish, some unnecessary pain which made her think about him more. Zoya was back from her reverie by next question of Zerin. "Is he married? The media never mentioned about his personal life" Zerin's question made Farhaan mute for few seconds. He stared at Zerin for sometimes and whispered "yes! Indeed he is married and has a daughter too"

Zerin let out a sigh! "I knew it. Every hot man is married." Farhaan chuckled at her but changed the topic quickly glancing at Zoya.

"How are you? Miss techno wizard" Farhaan teased Zoya. Well Zoya did notice Farhaan. He was a fun loving happy guy. Madly in love with his wife but also flirt with other girls, his wife knew all about him and he enjoyed his life. Zoya and he bonded well through the conference. Zoya was also like him. Fun loving, jolly and talkative, Zoya laughed out loud hearing from him.

"I am fine! Thanks Farhaan!!" She smiled. They came inside the cabin. Just then Zerin's cell buzzed and she went to attend the call. She returned hastily to the cabin. Her face was flushed and she was in the verge of crying.

"What happened?" Zoya got panicked seeing a crying Zerin.

"Mark! Mark had an attack last night" Zerin chocked. Well Zerin was engaged to Mark and they were going to marry after few months. Mark had heart problem from his childhood so naturally Zerin was scared of losing him. Zoya wound her hand around Zerin's shoulder.

"Don't cry Zerin. We will catch the next flight as soon as we get" Zoya reassured her.

"And I am booking the tickets" Farhaan pulled out his cell phone and went outside to confirm the tickets before they could stop him.

"Look Zoya I need to talk to you" Zerin said with urgent tone and Zoya nodded, encouraged her to go on.

"Farhaan had already paid the money for this work and we could not pay that back to him. You know recently Mark needed a big amount of money because of the developing purpose. So we just can't go back together. You have to stay and please complete the work." She explained, pleading with her eyes when Zoya nodded in negative.

"Mark is my friend too Zerin?" Zoya said with a hushing tone, clearly hurt by Zerin's decision.

"I know. But I am helpless. This is also for Mark. Try to understand Zoya. I will give news about him to you within every five minutes if you want but please do it for him" She hugged Zoya fiercely.

"Farhaan is a good guy. He will understand our problem Zerin, I am not saying I will not complete it. I am just asking for some time." Zoya was stubborn. On a cue Farhaan entered the cabin plastering the frustrated look on his face.

"I am sorry there is only one seat available for the next flight" Zerin whipped her head to Farhaan then to Zoya again as if saying that Allah Miyaan also wants this. Zoya remained silent.

"Go for it Farhaan." Zerin confirmed and Farhaan nodded. He confirmed the ticket. Then he arranged a car for Zerin too which would leave her to the Airport. Zerin would collect her luggage from the hotel and then to the airport. Zoya was going to sit with her in the car when Zerin stopped her again.

"No need Zoya. Please start the work and finish it . Come back as soon as you complete it. We will need you there" Zerin choked again. Zoya looked at her with tear filled eyes; she wanted to comfort Zerin but what Zerin said that was right too. She loved Zerin and she was always amazed by Zerin's power of decision making. Even in this situation she was being realistic. She was saving both Mark by mentally and professionally. Zoya stepped out of the car after giving a tight hug to Zerin and reassuring her about this work. Then the car zoomed out and they returned to Farhaan's cabin.

They started to talk about the work when someone had barged into the cabin and stopped at the entry.

"Sorry I thought you were alone. Sorry again. He lowered his gaze readily when he sensed there was a client in Farhaan's cabin.

"Aah! Asad Bhaijaan! You are here. I told you about the hacker you remember. Meet Miss Z.F. She is known by this name. Sorry could you give your real name now." Farhaan asked her.

Asad was going out of the cabin by that time but rooted when the voice came confidently behind him.

"Oh!! It's Zoya Farooqui, Farhaan"

He could not believe his ears. The same name with same voice, was he hallucinating her also? Sure he was. How come she was here that too in his anniversary date?

He turned slowly to her. Indeed Allah confirmed her presence infront of him. He stared at her unabashedly, scanning every contour of her body, memorizing every bit of her. His eyes met hers and their world stopped. Asad was stupefied.

"Asad Ahmed Khan!" escaped his name from her mouth and the next thing he knew he was flying and then landed on the floor with her.

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When Asad read the note that was from Zoya, he fell on his knees shouting loudly. "No! You cannot do this to me, Zoya I love you, damn it. You cannot leave me like this. Please come back to me. ZOYAAA!!" Dilshad had run to him after hearing his loud choking voice.

"What happened, Asad?" She asked gathering a broken Asad in her motherly embrace. Asad just kept chanting that he loved Zoya and only Zoya. He was numb and tears made their way. Dilshad noticed the note in his trembling hand and read it. Her eyes went wide with fear as she read more about it. "I love her Ammi" Asad was not in his sense. But Dilshad dis-tangled him from her. Looking his eyes she spitted fire to him. Her anger got her senses and she slapped hard across Asad's face "you proved today that you are your father's blood. My upbringing never had an effect on you. You are stubborn and only know how to business, how to play with anyone's emotions. How many times I told you to clear the things you have in your mind about her. She just told me that morning that you do not trust her. You yourself broke her Asad and now you are letting her go." She was saying more but stopped as Asad was in his feet already and wiped his tears and dashed out from the house. He recalled everything that happened for few days when he was driving and searching for her.

The day of their Mehendi when Asad literally made Zoya to ask forgiveness from Tanveer for her wrong accusation, his heart constricted with pain after doing that. He squeezed his eyes shut when Zoya said sorry to Tanveer with nearly choking voice. As his eyes were closed so he did not notice Tanveer's smirk that time but when he opened his eyes he saw a hurt Zoya. He just wanted his love and his best friend remained in a heartwarming position not as enemy. Was it really big thing he was asking for? He was going to his room when he heard the conversation between his mother and Zoya. Zoya was saying that he did not trust her. Dilshad had consoled Zoya but Zoya was unconvinced. He felt really bad this time. In his room he paced furiously. He was losing his love in order to maintain his friendship with Tanveer. Zoya's choking voice knocked his senses to the core. He did not think about her side of story. What was she trying to convey him? He knew Zoya was not bad. She would not do it deliberately. She was a selfless girl but she was impulsive and easily came to a conclusion of a matter. But her continuous accusation to Tanveer, that was not impulsive at all, she somehow tried to give him proofs too when he asked for it. What if she was telling truth? A doubt crept on his mind. He shook his head for doubting his best friend. But something was really amiss as he realized each and every situation for what Zoya had accused Tanveer. Then Zoya's voice ringed in his mind. "He did not trust me Phupphi. Trust is the base of every relation; he did not even listen to me properly." No he trusted her. He would prove her that. He fixed his mind to find about Tanveer more. He knew he doubted his best friend but still Zoya was more important than Tanveer in his life now.

"Hello, Prasad. I need a Privet detective. Can you contact one of them?" He asked to his secretary.

"Ofcourse sir! When will you need him?" Prasad asked.

"Oh!! Fix the meeting as soon as you can. I am coming to the office now." Asad cancelled the call.

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A/N- So that's for today! Sorry for being late. I was caught with some other necessary stuff. Well this story is going to have mostly flashbacks. Flashback will come necessarily with the flow of the story, mostly reminisced by Asad. One more thing you will feel bored sometimes as I will take help from the real story from the show.

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