Fifteen
The work at the orphanage had finally come to an end, and there was no describing what it looked like. It was barely recognisable, the play area, the state of the art kitchen, the canteen everything was amazingly built.
Mr Sharma, his staff, the children from the orphanage and the people of the colony could not thank Asad enough for what he had done. 'Please don't thank me, it's the least I could do...I mean...everyone who has the means should reach out and help those who need it...My parents always did a lot to help the underprivileged and those in need...I am just carrying on their lagacy' 'Your father would be so proud of you Asad'.
Asad took in a pain filled breath as Mr Sharma continued to talk about his father, he didn't have a habit of talking about him as his memories hurt too much, to this day he hadn't even spoken to Zoya about him, all she knew was that he passed away when Asad was still quite young.
Zoya who stood next to him placed her hand into his and squeezed it gently, the moment he felt her hand in his he started to relax.
'You want to go?' she whispered 'yes...if you don't mind' 'of course not...lets go'
Days started to turn into weeks and weeks into months and before they knew it was coming towards the end of July.
'Asad I am going to visit Ammi and Abu for a few days, I can't take this heat, its driving me nuts' Zack complained 'When will you be back...there is something I have been wanting to tell you for so long' 'Well tell me then' Asad who never hid anything from Zack hadn't told him about Zoya, now that her surgery was only a few weeks away Asad decided to hold back, he wanted to surprise the both of them together 'it's nothing that can't wait until you get back...I thought Uncle and Aunty were coming here?' 'They still are, I will come back with them' 'Ok, well you have a safe journey and I will see you when you get back' Asad disconnected the phone "man are you going to go crazy...I can't wait to until you meet her' he said to himself.
There was just 6 days left before Zoya's surgery, Asad went to pick her up from the orphanage as she had a few tests she needed to undergo before the surgery itself.
Zoya squeezed his hand as the nurse took a blood sample 'it's ok...nearly over with' he said holding her back reassuringly. 'Zoya, Mr Han has asked you to use these eye drops, you need to use it three times a day...Mr Han will be flying in two days before your date, he will contact you as soon as he can' 'Thank you nurse'.
Zoya and Asad stepped outside Zoya stay here, I will get the umbrella from the car. With the monsoon season still months away he didn't understand why it was raining so much, the rain was pouring like never before. Asad led Zoya to the car 'you ok' he said as she sat in almost drenched, the umbrella didn't seem to fulfil its purpose very well. 'Yeah I think so' Asad sat next to her, he saw how her top stuck to her body, he took off his jacket and placed it around her 'th...thank you' she whispered. Zoya leaned her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes 'Arif can you take us back to Ram Nagar please'.
Zoya went straight to her room to dry off and change her clothes whilst Asad went to speak to Mr Sharma.'Asad, I respect you for coming here and asking me my permission, I have no qualms about her staying with you, I trust you to look after her. You are free to take Zoya with you'. Asad had asked Mr Sharma if Zoya could stay with him up until the surgery, which he happily agreed to.
Asad knocked on her door 'come in' Asad walked up to her and put his arm around her 'you come to say bye?' She asked in a saddened voice 'nope, I have come to help you pack...you are coming with me' Zoya shot her head up 'coming where?' 'With me to stay at my place...just until you have had your surgery'.
Zoya's eyes widened in disbelief 'are you serious...Asad how can I ...Mr Sharma...' Asad took her by her shoulders 'Zoya I have already sought permission from Mr Sharma, he is more than happy...and you don't have to worry...I have taken the next two weeks off, any work I need to do I will do from home...and I also have a maid who comes in once a day to cook and clean' Zoya started smiling 'all this for me?' 'of course you' Zoya tip toed and placed a soft kiss on his lips 'thank you...you want to help me pack?' 'Sure...but after this' he whispered, Asad bent forwards and captured her lips once again kissing her to his heart's content.
Zoya bid a tearful farewell to Mr Sharma and her children 'Nia...the next time I come here I will be able to see your beautiful face' Nia hugged her with tears of happiness 'Asad Bhai, please bring Api back quick' Asad tapped Nia on the head 'I will'.
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Asad helped Zoya settle in and then introduced the maid to her 'Zoya this is Neela...and Neela this is Zoya' Zoya held her hand out 'Hi Neela, nice meeting you?' Neela held her hand out to Zoya 'same here, can I get you anything?' 'No, I am ok for now...oh one thing, if you by any chance move any of the furniture around can you please tell me...the last thing I want is to fall flat' she said laughing 'I will do'.
Over the next few days the weather seemed to get worse, there was news from across India where the freak monsoon rains had started to cause flooding and a lot of devastation.
'Who was that?' Zoya asked as Asad disconnected the phone 'it was Dr Han, he is here. He advised that you be admitted into hospital tomorrow, with the weather being so bad he thought it would be easier' 'oh...so soon'. Asad went to sit next to her; he held her hand into his and let her lean on him 'nervous?' 'A little' 'don't be I will be right beside you' Zoya tightened her hold on him letting him then envelope her into a warm hug.
'Zack, what time is your flight...have you guys even checked with the airline I am sure they were diverting most flights because of the weather' 'I have done, we are still landing in Delhi... I will go straight home and meet you straight after' 'Ok, let me know as soon as you can, I have a surprise for you...' 'Leo...what is it, can't you just tell me now...you are going to make me wait another 24 hours?' "Yes...give salaam to Aunty and Uncle I will see you tomorrow'.
Asad packed a small hospital bag for Zoya and waited for her to come out of her room. As he heard her door click he turned around and felt like someone had come and taken his breath away. It was the first time he had seen Zoya in traditional Asian clothes, she wore a plain black shalwar kameez with her hair tied back. Zoya took slow steps towards him, he heart was beating so fast, there was little she could say to express how she was feeling, she just felt overwhelmed by everything.
Asad cupped her face and place a soft kiss on her forehead and then he lips 'I like you in shalwar kameez...you look stunning, you truly are my beautiful Angel' Zoya smiled at him nervously 'Asad...I'm scared' she said honestly ' know Angel...but you don't have to be...I love you' 'And I love you'.
It took Arif over and hour and a half to cover just 7 miles, the traffic build up was ridiculous, local streets had started to flood causing grid locks around the city. 'This is stupid...Arif take the back route all the main roads will be blocked' 'yes sir'.
Having finally reached the hospital Asad took Zoya to meet with Dr Han. 'Zoya have you been using the eye drops I asked you to?' 'Yes Doctor' 'good, I have checked over all your other tests and we are good to go, I have arranged for the surgery to take place first thing tomorrow, it will be a small procedure but will still take time...Mr Khan can I please get you to sign here on behalf of Zoya'
Asad signed all the paper work and handed it back to Dr Han 'ok, let's get you settled into your room'
'Asad...I want you to promise me one thing?' 'Anything' he said as he took her hand into his 'if this doesn't work...you won't be disheartened...I want you to be ok...' 'I promise...but I know that it will work and by this time on Friday when Dr Han will take off your dressing you will see, my Angel will see the world for the first time' 'Asad, to me you are my world and it is only you I want to see...nothing else matters to me, if Allah is going to give me back my sight its or you only' Asad felt tears sting his eyes, he moved forwards and held her face in his palms 'I love you so much' he whispered 'I love you too' Asad lifted her face a little and placed his lips over hers expressing every emotion he had through his sweet kiss.
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Edited by Saima-Syed - 11 years ago
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