SS - No Regrets: Chapter 10 & 11 Pg 101 (Completed)

I am back with a one off very short story on ASYA.

Einstein, Vinita, ChocoBerry and Rarepearl because of your encouragement that included emotional blackmailing and blatant threats...did I have a choice??

This is a lot different to my usual writing, you will know why as you read the opening lines.

I hope you like it

Lots of Love and Lots of Dua's to you a All

Saima

Ps. Ramadan Kareem, May Allah bless you and your families in this pious month, may all your dreams and wishes come true. Please remember me in your Dua's too.

Chapter 1 & 2 - Page 1

Chapter 3 - Page 12

Chapter 4 - Page 28

Chapter 5 - Page 42

Chapter 6 - Page 59

Chapter 7 - Page 75

Chapter 8 & 9 - Page 88

Chapter 10 & 11 - Page 101

Zoya's eyes watered as she read and re-read Asad's note and the only two things that stuck out was him telling her that he loved her and that he would be back 'I love you too Asad...I wish I had the courage to have told you when I could...but last night...I will wait, I will wait for the day that you come back and we will be together'.

Zoya stood up and looked back down at the bed, the very same bed she gave into her emotions, her feelings and did what she never thought she could ever do especially not with the guy she grew up with, the guy that was her best friend. Zoya and Asad tore down every barrier between them and became together in one night filled with nothing but raw passion.

Asad the only son of one of the most richest families in all of India had left for New York to fulfil his dream of studying at Harvard. Zoya was the daughter of one of Rashid Ahmed Khans Managers, a simple middle class girl. Her and Asad had known each other since childhood, they grew up hand in hand and were inseparable.

Rashid and Dilshad loved Zoya, she spent a lot of time with them and to them was like a daughter. They never objected to her friendship with Asad, Rashid may have been the employer of Ghaffur Siddiqui but he was also his loyal friend who had always supported him.

Asad was off to study law and Zoya was going to stay back in India to study Fashion.

Zoya always knew she loved Asad but never told him, she never felt the need to as she was more than aware that Asad knew exactly how she felt. She knew Asad loved her, but something more than a best friend she never realised until now.

Zoya got changed, she took out her phone and sent him a text message

'I will be waiting...I love you too'

Zoya walked into Khan Villa 'Assalam O Alaikum Phoopi' Zoya greeted Dilshad who embraced her in a tight hug 'how was your party, hope you guys behaved' Zoya mind flooded with the what had happened, trying not to turn red as a beetroot she smiled at Dilshad 'Phoopi we are always good...what time is Asad's flight landing?' 'in the evening India time...don't worry I am sure he will be texting you even before he thinks of letting his own parents know'.

Later that evening Rashid and Ghaffur came in and as always managed to ignore anyone else who was around as they were so engrossed in conversation 'you know Zoya, these two should be banned from talking to one another when they get home' Zoya started to giggle 'if you two have quite finished you might want to say salaam' Dilshad said sarcastically Ghaffur and Rashid looked at her then at each other before they started to laugh.

'Zoya, I need to talk to you beta...come sit' Rashid said. Zoya went and sat next to him and as she did he put his arm around her beta...I..' 'what is it...is everything' she said looking a little worried, she had never seen him hesitate before yes beta...all is ok it's just that we have signed a new contract, to build a new plant in Indonesia, after the devastation the tsunami caused it is to help rebuild their infrastructure' 'that is brilliant news, congratulations' Zoya said in excitement 'thank you beta...the thing is that I am going to have to send your Baba there...it will only be for 3 or 4 months...and in the mean time I would like for you to come and stay with me and Dilshad, with Asad gone too I think it would be...I couldn't let you stay by yourself'.

Zoya looked at her Baba '3 or 4 months...' She felt her heart dip, since her Ammi passed away she had never been away from her Baba for more than a day 'Zoya, why do you look so sad for beta, it's a brilliant opportunity for your Baba and to have you here with us would be brilliant' Dilshad said as she patted her head 'I know Phoopi, I am really happy for Baba, and for this new project' Zoya stood up and went to hug her father 'when are you leaving?' 'By the end of the week, I think it would be best If you moved in here before you started at university'.

Zoya was getting ready for bed when her phone vibrated, she picked it up and saw a message from Asad 'Hi, have managed to reach in one piece, am heading towards my halls of residence now, speak to you soon' she was about to reply when she received another message 'no regrets Zoya...I love you' Zoya couldn't help smiling she sent him one back 'no regrets...I love you too'

Asad and Zoya spend a lot of time texting one another, the huge time difference didn't always give them much time to talk on the phone.

Asad engrossed himself into his studies and living everything Harvard style and Zoya started her degree in Fashion, the one thing she was so passionate about.

Zoya came home to find Dilshaad with a few guests. Zoya greeted everyone 'Zoya, why don't you freshen up, and then you can come and join us' Zoya quickly got changed and came to sit with Dilshad and her guests. Dilshad introduced her to everyone 'Zoya, this is one of my friends Mariam and this is Aisha and Ghazala, Mariam has brought them here as they are looking for prospective grooms for their daughter, they came here to ask for Asad's hand in marriage' Zoya stopped breathing the minute she heard marriage and Asad 'As...mar...' Zoya couldn't bring herself to speak as she continued to look at Dilshad.

Dilshad showed her two pictures 'what do you think Zoya?' Zoya tried to control her shaking hand as unshed tears began to burn her eyes, she took the photographs and looked at them 'don't you think they are pretty?' 'j...jee Phoopi' Dilshad turned back towards Mariam and the other two ladies 'Zoya and Asad have been together since childhood, so she has a say in this as much as me and Asad's father' Ghazala and Aisha smiled at Dilshad.

Zoya felt her insides erupt as the four women kept on talking about Asad and him getting married 'ph...phoopi...does Asad know...I mean have you spoken to him about this?' 'No, to be truthful I haven't...but he will never say no to me...and if I have you on my side to then why even bother asking him...' 'but Phoopi, he is still studying, he has another three years...then why...' Dilshad put her hand over Zoya's 'Zoya, I am not marrying him off tomorrow, when he comes back for the summer break we can get them engaged and then we can have the wedding after he graduates...even I know how important this is for Asad, I would never let anything come in between him and his dreams Zoya...not even me...isn't that so Mariam?' 'yes of course' 'Mariam, I really like her...Ghazala your daughter is absolutely beautiful' 'thank you Dilshad' 'I have decided Mariam, Asad will marry Suhana, Ghazala, I would like to invite all of you for an official dinner do that we can meet. I will have spoken to Asad by then too'.

Zoya managed to stumble to her feet 'Zoya, beta are you ok?' Dilshad stood up seeing her look disorientated 'jee Phoopi...I guess all this has just been a little overwhelming...and Asad...I hope...' Dilshad cupped her face 'he will Zoya, you will make him say yes for me...after me it is only you who can get him to agree' 'Phoopi...can I go please' 'yes...you go and rest'.

Dilshad turned around to see Ghazala looking at Zoya 'Dilshad...this girl...she is not your real niece?' Dilshad laughed 'no, she is Rashid's friends daughter, he is a senior manager in our company, he is overseas at the moment so she is staying with me' 'oh...sorry if I come across as intrusive...but it seems that her and your son are extremely close...is there something...' Dilshad looked at Ghazala 'no...nothing like that at all, Zoya and Asad have been together since childhood, they are best friends that's all...everyone knows about their friendship and understands them...no one has ever accused them of...' Ghazala saw Dilshad getting upset, she quickly stood up 'I am sorry...I didn't mean to accuse, I was just wondering, but now you have cleared the air its fine...it's nice that Asad has just a wonderful friend'.

Zoya closed the door behind her and fell to the floor finally letting the tears she had been holding back roll down. She didn't know what to do, she wished Asad was here with her, so that he could tell everyone that he loved her and only her. Zoya stood up and grabbed her phone she was about to call him then stopped 'I...I can't tell him...he needs to hear this from Phoopi...but if he says no, then she will ask me to convince him...Ya Allah what am I going to do?'

Yippee I'm back with my Dhinkachika dance

Sis love you for this ❤️

MWAH MWAH MWAH 🤗

Waiting

And yes Ramadan Mubarak to you too 🤗

Zoya sat on her bed and kept staring at her phone contemplating what to do 'Zoya...can I come in?' Zoya jumped up on hearing Dilshad's voice 'jee Phoopi, come in' 'Zoya I am so happy today...a mother's dream will be coming true...and you my sweet child will be a big part of it...won't you' Zoya hugged Dilshad 'of course Phoopi...of course I will...but Phoopi, when will you tell Asad...he should know too...right?' 'yes, I will talk to him when Rashid comes home, and when we have Suhana and her family come to visit on Saturday I can get Asad to see her over the net'.

'Zoya, whats wrong...and don't say nothing I know something is up?' Asad said 'seriously...nothing, am just tired have a lot of coursework to do that's all...and..' 'and?' 'And I miss you, I wish you could come back for the Christmas holidays, the summer is too far away' Asad started smiling 'I know...I miss you too, I have to go...I will speak to you later...take care...bye' Zoya disconnected the phone and took a deep breath in. it had been nearly eight weeks since Asad had gone and every day felt like a thousand years without him.

Zoya woke up in the morning feeling heavy, she sat up and held her head in between her hands as she tried to get up she felt like she was going to be sick, she ran to the bath room and vomited 'Ya Allah...' Zoya had tears in her eyes as she continued to cough and vomit 'what the hell did I eat last night, she thought as she washed out her mouth and washed her face with cold water.

Zoya came down to see Dilshad and Rashid at the breakfast table 'Beta are you ok, you don't look so well' Rashid asked 'no, I have just been sick, I guess I ate something that didn't agree with me' Dilshad quickly got up and put her hand over her forehead 'Zoya...it's not like you to feel ill, maybe you should take the day off...I am free this morning I can take you to the doctors' 'its ok Phoopi, it's just an upset stomach that all' 'Zoya I think Dilshad is right, you should go, just in case'.

After much persistence Zoya went to see the doctor. 'Miss Farroqui, your test results shouldn't be too long, you can wait in my cabin in you wish' 'thank you doctor'. Zoya waited for another 25 minutes before the doctor came back and sat down in front of her 'Miss Farooqui..' 'Doctor, please call me Zoya...is everything ok' 'Zoya, you are not married...correct' 'correct...why?' 'because you are pregnant' Zoya froze as she felt the blood drain from her body leaving her pale skinned and ice cold.

'Pr...pregnant...Doctor...how is that p...' Zoya stopped as she remember her night with Asad. Tears began to pour out 'I am pregnant...Ya Allah...' The doctor pushed her chair closer to Zoya 'I know this is a shock to you...and I am assuming that no one in your family knows you have a boyfriend...but it's true...you are nearly two months pregnant Zoya' Zoya clutched on to her stomach as she cried uncontrollably 'Zoya please calm down, look no one needs to know...I mean...if you want I can book you in for a termination' Zoya shot her head up 'term...you mean abortion' the Doctor nodded.

Zoya stood up 'an abortion...I...' 'look, it is not something you have to decide right now, I mean talk to the father of the child, maybe he is willing to support you...' 'the father...Asad...he is in America...how can I...' Zoya started to shake her head vigorously 'Zoya, you will need to tell him...or at least someone in your family, you can't do this alone, especially if you decide to keep the baby...Zoya I want you to come and see me again soon, but not here at my own clinic, which is just a few blocks away from here'

Zoya left the clinic, she felt her insides constrict, every step she took felt like a burden 'what have I done...what have we done...Baba...Phoopi...Ya Allah...please help me' she cried out time and time again. Zoya found herself standing at the main gate of Khan Villa, she couldn't bring herself to step inside, what was she going to say, how was she going to tell anyone what had happened.

'Zoya, you are back' Dilshad said as she approached her what did the doctor say, are you ok?' Zoya looked at her 'I...I am...' 'good' Dilshad said not letting her finish 'Zoya I am so excited me and your uncle are going to be talking to Asad shortly...I want you to be here to' Zoya tried hard to swallow the lump in her throat. Dilshad dragged her and made her sit down, as soon as Rashid came Dilshad switched on her laptop and called Asad 'Assalam O Alaikum Ammi' the minute she heard his voice she felt her heart thud hard against her rib cage 'Asad, me and your dad...and of course Zoya have something important to discuss with you' 'Zoya...is she there...Zoya come here so I can see you' he said in excitement.

Zoya sat next to Dilshad barely being able to give him any eye contact 'hey...how are you?' 'your little friend is not well, she has just come back from the doctors' as soon as Asad heard his facial expression changes 'Zoya...look at me whats wrong...what did the doctor say' Zoya lifted her head a little 'I am ok, just a bug...how are you?' Asad was not convinced in the slightest, he could read Zoya's eyes better than anyone, he knew something was wrong.

'Asad, she is fine now look here me and your dad have some good news for you' 'what?' 'Asad on Saturday Mr and Mrs Malik will be coming for dinner with their daughter Suhana' Asad looked at them confused 'and what is so good about that...and who are they?' Dilshad started laughing 'Asad, I have chosen Suhana as my daughter in law to be, Suhana is the girl i have chosen for you to get married to' Asad nearly fell of his bed, he looked at his parents wide eyed and then towards Zoya, who was still looking down 'marry...daughter in law...Ammi have you all gone crazy, I am not getting married...I have just started my degree, I have another three years...and I am not marrying this Suhana girl'.

Dilshad started laughing again 'you know Zoya said the same thing...and I will say to you what I said to her, you can get married when you graduate...just get engaged, I mean when you come in the summer' 'No' Asad said in a firm tone of voice. Dilshad looked at Rashid 'Asad, at least think about it beta...it's such a good proposal' 'I don't care Ammi...why the rush...I am not ready to get married or settle down...not yet and when I am ready I will...but to the girl I want to marry, the girl that...' Asad stopped as he waited for Zoya to look up and as she did he continued 'I will only be with and marry the girl I love Ammi, and no one else' Zoya's eyes moistened as she saw him look at her with nothing but pure love and affection.

'Asad, are you trying to say that there is already someone in our life' Rashid said 'yes...but..' 'but what...why haven't you told us...' Asad took in a deep breath 'because...Dad...please I can't do this...not like this sitting a million miles away, I am going to come as soon as I break up for the Christmas vacations and when I come to you I will discuss this further...Allah hafiz'.

Dilshad let out a disappointed sigh 'I tell you this boy...Zoya...you must know...he never hides anything from you...who is this girl?' Zoya stood up nervously 'I...I don't know Phoopi, he hasn't mentioned anything to me' 'well girl or no girl...he is marrying Suhana and that's it'. Dilshad walked off leaving Zoya and Rashid standing together 'Phoopi really isn't happy is she' 'you know what she is like beta, she is overly possessive about him, she won't let anything come between him and her dreams for him...not even Asad...Asad will agree, he will have to, I know despite everything he will never want to hurt his Ammi'.

Zoya ran upstairs and threw herself on the bed, she buried her face into her pillow to muffle out he loud screams that were trying to escape. At the same time her phone started to ring, it was Asad. She kept looking at it, she couldn't bring herself to answer it. 'Come on Zoya, pick up the damn phone' Asad said as he walked the length of his room in frustration 'shit' he said as he was met with her voice mail again.

Zoya finally answered his phone 'h..hello' 'what the hell is wrong with you...why are you not answering the phone Zoya' 'As...Asad please' Asad closed his eyes and and let out a deep sigh 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shout...Zoya all this was going on and you didn't tell me...it was this that was bothering you so much...Zoya you know that I would never let any girl into my life...please Ammi will get over it' 'I'm sorry, I wanted to tell you but Phoopi stopped me saying she wanted to break the news to you first...Asad...I need to tell you something...'

'Zoya I know what you are going to say and no...don't you dare. I love you and I will tell Ammi and Dad as soon as I come home...I will tell them that the girl I love and want to be with is none other than you...just wait and watch Ammi will be over the moon' Zoya's eyes would not stop crying pain filled tears as she heard him talk, she wanted to tell him what she had just found out but couldn't. the more she tried to say something the more he went on about how much he was enjoying his studies and living in America, his plans for the future, his dream of becoming the best lawyer' all she could do was smile, every time he smiled and expressed happiness it was her happiness, if he passed an exam or achieved something it was her success.

'Zoya, three more years...by that time I will have achieved everything I ever wanted and you will have become an international fashion designer...and then it will be just you and me...' Zoya looked down at her stomach and placed her hand on her lower abdomen 'Asad...I have to go...' 'hey...Zoya, don't worry ok, I love you' 'I love you too'.

Like I said Chocberry did I have a choice

😆

Mwah

Love you more Einstein

A lot more 🤗