AsYa(KaBhi) Asad Ahmed Khan Ki Dulhaniya T2: - Page 27

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wonderful chapter!!
poor asya are being emotionally tortured by the elders!!! lol...

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Arre this EBM by the elders will get them married na toh chalta hai

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woow amazing update

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Ohh wow!! They agreed to marry!! Superb!!<3<3 sorry for late replies Mai toh aajkal time nahi mil pata so isliye!! :P

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Koi nahi better late than never

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Nice update...finally both are ready for marrying each other...😃

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Originally posted by: pattiala

Awesum update. Finally asad and zoya agreed to get married. Plz update soon.
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And extremely sry 4 d late comment. I dont know what happened but i was not able to put up any new post or comment. I wrote to the IF team and the problem was finally solved today. I am extremly sorry for the delay in commenting.

P.s. I really love this story. You write very well. Plz update soon. I want asad to enter zoya's college as professor soon.

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He will enter the college after the shaadi

Chapter 6

Asad and Zoya decided to get married for the sake of their dadis and the families wish. The morning after they decided so they came to the breakfast table holding hands and told the family about their decision. "We are ready to get married when you say but we have one condition." Asad looked straight at Noor and Sabreen. "Condition? Ab tum ammi aur khala ke saamne shart rakhoge?" Rashid spoke in a stern voice. "Chachu why do you always scold Asad? It is not zaroori ki har time he is at fault. This is not just his condition it is ours. Maine aur Asad ne ek saath decide kiya hai." Everyone's eyes popped on hearing Zoya siding with Asad and speaking for him. Asad's eyes were on Zoya while she took his side in front of Rashid. He was lost in her and tightened the grip on her hand. "Cough! Cough!" He heard a cough and came out of the daze. He looked around and his eyes stopped on Gafur whose eyes were fixed on Asad and Zoya's hands which were in a tight hold as if super glue had spilled between them. He freed his hand from hers. She looked at him. He had a scared look and his eyes were fixed on Gafur. She looked at Gafur and signed him to cut it out.

Gafur and Rashid both did not like their children putting conditions in front of Noor and Sabreen. "Accha chalo now Rashid calm down. Gafur, stop scaring your, to be son-in-law." Noor scolded them both. Rashid looked down like a small child and Asad snorted as he tried to control his laugh. Zoya nudged him in the gut for making fun of her to be father in law. Razia with her eyes scolded Zoya for nudging her to be husband. Sabreen and Noor looked at Asad and Zoya. "OK chalo tell us about your condition."

Asad and Zoya looked at each other. Asad told Zoya to tell them but she told him to let them know about their decision. "Dadi Zoya and I both want ki humaara nikaah we want it to be done in a simple fashion with only our families witnessing. We don't want the extended family, the business circle or our friends to know about it." "Ya Allah ye kaisi shart hai? This is the first nikaah of this generation and you want it to be done in a simple way. No it is not possible." Sabreen refused at once. "Sabbo Dadi please, try and understand Zoya is in college and I yet have to find a job." "Yes dadi please this is the only thing we ask of you. Dadi I am in college and if my friends come to know about the nikaah they will make it difficult for me. Ammi khala you can understand ki friends kaise tease karti hain and all. How will I concentrate on my studies in that environment?" "We understand and agree beta." Both Dilshad and Razia understood Zoya's POV but what was Asad? Was he doing it only for Zoya or he too had a reason for it. They looked at Asad.

Asad knew it was time for him to tell his reason for keeping the nikaah a secret. "Abbu chachu you are men so you might agree with my POV just like ammi and chachi understood Zoya's. I am still to begin working in India. You know that if on my resume it is written married the employer firms will think that since I am married I have the responsibility of a wife and house hold I would be desperate for a job. I would have to take the job on their T and Cs whereas with my resume I should get the job where I want with the pay package I want. I will be able to provide better for Zoya if I have a good job and a good pay. Don't you think so?" Gafur and Rashid agreed with his POV.

It was decided that Asad and Zoya's nikaah would be witnessed only by the family. Asad and Zoya were happy and so were their parents. Noor and Sabreen were happy ki chalo even if it will be a secret the children were getting married and that they would be a family finally. "Gaya mera 7 course multi cuisine wedding menu pani mein." Najma pouted and spoke in a sad voice. She took an extra helping as she was too depressed. "Najma! Bas." "Ammi you always tell me. What's the use of dieting now? Nikaah will be private no one from outside will come toh kisko dikhanae ke liye I should lose weight? That is it diet is off." She spread extra butter on her bread. "That means I will not get designer clothes? I too am not happy with this secret nikaah. If aapi's firend is not coming to kya tayyar hona..." Her voice trailed off at the end of the sentence.

"Najma, Humaira so what if the nikaah is a secret bacche we will have it all. It will be a grand secret nikaah. Theek hai tell your ammi and abbu whatever you want you shall get." Sabreen told them. "Haan and so what if the nikaah is a secret walima toh we will have zor shor se." Asad and Zoya's eyes popped and they dropped their spoons. Dilshad and Razia too were extremely worried on hearing about the walima. "Ammi if the nikaah is a secret toh how can we celebrate the walima?" Razia looked worriedly at her 20 year old phool si bacchi about whose walima they were speaking. They were speaking of her walima meaning she would have to do it with Asad. "Haan ammi bhabhi is right we can have the walima after Zoya graduates. Wo kya hai na then there will be no problem in telling about their nikaah to walima bhi we shall celebrate then." Dilshad too looked at her baby boy who was not ready to take the responsibility of being an abbu if the he and his wife did it and made a mistake of not being safe. Both Dilshad and Razia were not ready to get Asad and Zoya married but had to agree to it. They signed their husbands to take their and not their mothers side on this matter. All four had thought they would speak to Asad and Zoya before the nikaah about maintaining distance after the wedding.

There was a family meeting of the elders. They agreed that the nikaah would be a secret and that the family would celebrate the walima after Zoya's graduation. Gafur was a member of the mosque committee. He also could perform the nikaah but Noor and Sabreen did not want it to be so secretive. Gafur took the duty to engage the maulwi. Gafur would help Najma with the catering and decorations. Humaira took the responsibilities of dance and music for the sangeet, mehendi and haldi ceremonies. Razia and Dilshad were mothers of the bride and groom so a thousand responsibilities were on them. Rashid was going to help Humaira as he was a music lover himself. He also thought about a small men's gathering for the groom, his father and father in law as all the others were ladies function in which there was no entry for men.

That afternoon Maulwi Sahib arrived. He was informed about Asad and Zoya's nikaah being fixed. "Sitaaron ko dekhte hue I think 15 days ke baad ki date is perfect for Asad and Zoya's nikaah." "15 days!" All in the family were shocked. How would they arrange for everything in 15 days? The parents of the bride and groom panicked. Asad and Zoya also looked at each other. In 15 days Asad will become Mr. Zoya Farookhi? D' oh Zoya you will become Mrs. Zoya Khan, Mrs. Zoya Asad Ahmed Khan. I will become his wife for life.' She was crying on the inside but was giving a wide smile. In 15 days Zoya will become my wife for life.' Asad's joy was beyond limits but then he became sad as it was majboori not manzoori for Zoya.

Asad and Zoya were out shopping. Zoya was not much into girly clothes but it was shopping for their wedding functions so obviously she would have to select clothes which were fancy and girly. Asad was given a card by Rashid but he wanted to pay for his to be wife's clothes at least her nikaah ka joda. Zoya was not liking anything actually she was not understanding what she should get. "Zoya what are you doing? Ek dress ke liye you are taking so much time. Hurry up and make up your mind." "Asad please you know mujhe samajh nahi ata about these clothes. Why are you getting angry at me maine nahi bola tha to come with me?" "OK fine I am sorry." "You better be." "Zoya we are at the best designers' showroom. Why don't you take help from the assistants?" "I have to get ready for them or for you? You should help me that is why you are sent with me." "Alright I will help you."

Asad picked out a few gorgeous dresses for Zoya and asked her to go try them on. Zoya was trying out the dresses Asad got a call for an on line interview. He got busy with the interview. "Asad how is this dress? I like it for the engagement. Ye le loon?" "Yeah take it. Zoya I am giving an interview take whatever you like." Asad did not even look at her. She wore that dress for him and he did not even look at her. She looked into his laptop monitor and saw that he was on line with a hot babe. The woman was over friendly with Asad. Interview de raha hai Asad for a job ya for his nikaah. That woman chee she is wearing such a dress to the office. Take whatever you want right ab main dikahti hoon.' After an hour Asad was done with the interview and Zoya was done with the shopping.

They came home and Zoya showed her clothes to everyone. Asad was in his room preparing for the one on one personal interview. "Asad!!!" Roared Rashid. Asad came out to the main hall. "What is this? Ye shopping karwayi hai tuymne humaari Zoya ko?" "Abbu what's wrong with the clothes?" Asad was confused. Zoya was looking down. Rashid picked the clothes out of the shopping bags and threw them at Asad's face. Asad picked up the clothes and saw that they were mini western clothes. "Zoya what is this?" "Zoya se kya pooch rahe ho? You are the one who told her to buy these clothes. You want her to dress like this after the nikaah na?" "Abbu I did not! Zoya tell them." "Asad you chose the clothes for me and I asked you if I should take these clothes aapne his toh approve kiye." Zoya said without lifting her eyes. "Zoya when did you ask me to buy these clothes?" "When you were busy giving the interview. You did not even look at me. You said yes so I bought these clothes."

Zoya sniffled as she shed some tears and went away from there. Asad was going to her room when he tripped. He saw Zoya standing there with a smirk on her face and her hands folded at her chest. She raised her eyebrows. "Kaisi rahi Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan?" Asad was furious with her. He grabbed her by her arms and took her inside the room and pinned her to the wall. "What the hell Zoya! Why did you do it?" She pushed him away. "Asad you were out shopping with me. You were supposed to be with me. Your time was mine. You had to give me your full attention. Tum mere saath hokar bhi mere saath nahi the. You were with that on line b****." "Zoya I was giving my interview for the job." "Oh yeah interview tha wo? Asad I have not given an interview but I know ki interviews aise nahi hote." "Zoya she is an old classmate of mine from Architecture Institute of course she will be friendly with me. Nothing wrong was happening."

"Asad I saw the way she was looking at you. You are going to be married to me. Aur tum uske saath..." "Main uske saath kya? Zoya I was not doing anything wrong. By the way tumse matlab I can do anything with whomever I want. Are you forgetting that this nikaah is a majboori for you? You don't want to marry me toh what is with all this jealousy." "Jealous who me? And wo bhi uss chammak challo se. Please andaaze mat lagao." Zoya left from there and so did Asad. Zoya went shopping with her mother and Dilshad. She did not show the clothes she bought to Asad. Their nikaah was in 15 days and the engagement was kept a week before the nikaah. Asad and Zoya both became busy in their lives. They had their first fight after agreeing to marry. They maintained distance from each other.

On the evening of their engagement Asad got a pleasant surprise. The haveli was decorated like a dulhan for the mangni. Both the families were in the main hall. They were waiting for Zoya to come for the magni. Asad looked handsome in a steel gray slim fit stripe 2 buttons men's suit. Zoya was brought to the main hall by Najma and Humaira on her wither side. She was wearing the dress he had picked out for her to wear on the occasion of their mangni. Asad could not take his eyes off of her. Zoya was very nervous. She did not understand the nervousness. She was behaving like a typical bride but she why was she when she was not the typical bride. She was not excited for the nikaah that too with Asad then why were a thousand butterflies fluttering in her stomach?

Asad and Zoya were seated next to each other. Humaira sat next to Zoya and Najma sat next to Asad. They exchanged rings in the presence of the most important people in their lives, their family. After the engagement the families offered prayers and many thanks to Allah for bringing Asad and Zoya together and for the joy their union would bring to the family. They were blessed by the elders, teased and congratulated by Najma and Humaria. Asad and Zoya were sent out to celebrate their engagement. This would be the last time they would be alone until after the nikaah.

The wedding preparations were in full swing. After the engagement Asad and Zoya were not allowed to see each other till the after their nikaah. As the day for the nikaah approached Asad and Zoya were both getting tensed for their life after the nikaah. Would they have a happily ever after? If not then what happiness would they bring to their families they wondered? Asad and Zoya were both not only, not allowed to see each other they could not even speak over the phone. They could not speak about this fear with anyone else or the other. Asad was busy giving interviews from home and Zoya got all the class and home work from her friends over the phone. Gafur had sent a leave application stating that Zoya was not feeling well so she would remain absent from college.

Zoya was being treated like a princess and Humaira was like one of her maids in her staff. Zoya was given everything on the bed. She was not allowed even to pick a glass of water. She liked the royal treatment but also along with the royal treatment came the spa treatments. She was a jhalli who did only the basic beauty things like removing her body and facial hair. This was all too much for her. She complained but they were all unheard. She envied Asad as she thought he did not have to go through any of this. He was sailing on the same boat. He did not mind going to the salon being the metro sexual man he was but the smell of haldi ubtan made him cringe. They both had to look their best on the wedding day.

Razia and Dilshad sang wedding songs from movies. They were scolded by their mother in laws. "Kuch nahi aata in bahuon ko. Pat nahi kya sikahya hai ma baap ne." These were the lines Dilshad and Razia heard at every step of the way. The entire day there would be saas bahu ki ladai in the house and at night in the privacy of their bedrooms Rashid and Gafur manaoed their wives and apologized to them on behalf of their ammis. Najma enjoyed the food in all the functions and Humaria was dressed her best. There was a glow on both their faces which reflected their inner joy.

It was the day before the nikaah. They celebrated Zoya's mehendi function. Zoya was looking beautiful dressed in a green lehenga saree once again it was of Asad's choice. Dilshad, the groom's mother brought hand grinded mehendi for Zoya. "Dilshad have you made the mehendi the way I told you to?" "Jee ammi." "Zoya they say that the color of the mehendi tells how much the husband will love his wife. Dekh lena your mehendi will be very dark in color. Humaara Asad tumse itna pyar jo karta hai." Dilshad kissed Zoya's palms. Zoya was scared that her mehendi will have very light color as Asad did not love her. It would worry the family. No one could see her worry as her face was covered. "Chachi wo mehendi..." "I know I will put only on your palms. No one in your college will come to know ki bridal mehendi hai even when I will put bridal mehendi." Dilshad put lovely bridal mehendi on her to be daughter in laws hands and feet. She also wrote Asad's name on her hands. "Bhabhi till bhai does not find his name in the mehendi na don't let him do anything." Najma teased Zoya and she turned crimson. "Main sadke javan." Sabreen circled money over Zoya's head three times and then gave it to the maid. Noor, Sabreen, Najma and Humaira danced as Razia played the dholki. They sang tracdtional and filmy mehendi and shaadi songs.

In the evening they would have the official sangeet ceremony. It was strictly for ladies only. Rashid decided to have the men's party as the women enjoyed ladies sangeet. Zoya was dressed in a beautiful, simple yet elegant ghaghra choli. Najma, Humaira danced on Bollywood numbers. Zoya also performed on Main sasural nahi jaaoongi...' to her dance performance Noor and Sabreen performed a dance on a traditional song about a girl going to her sasural and her maayka being left behind. Zoya had tears in her eyes as she would be leaving her maayka and going to her sasural. This was the first moment when she realized this that the meaning of home was going to change for her for life. She was the luckiest girl whose maayka and sasural was the same house but it would also be divided now as her maayka and sasural side. Razia too began to cry. She also hugged Humaira as she too would become prayi one day. Najma also hugged Dilshad. It was a very emotional moments for the mothers and their daughters.

While at the ladies sangeet it was an emotional moment at the men's party Asad was enjoying another side of his abbu and chachu. "Asad if you want to be a happily married man just do one thing OBEY no matter what just do as your wife says." He had never seen this side of Gafur. He was not speaking as the father of the bride to Asad he was speaking as a man and a husband. "Sahi kaha Gafur bhai aapne we are men but shaadi ke baad we are not bulls who can give the horns but we become cows who have to nod their head in a yes." Asad sat quietly as the two men poured their hearts out on being married men. He was ready to do it all to make Zoya happy. Her wish would be his command. Then the scene changed. Gafur spoke to him like the father of the bride. "Asad you know ki maine Zoya ko bade naazon se pala hai I will not bear if even one tear comes to her eyes. You have to take good care of my child, warna..." "Asad agar meri bahu ko koi takleef di hai na toh wait and watch main tumhaara kya haal karoonga." Rashid too threatened Asad. "I assure you both wohi hoga jo Zoya chahegi. I will do everything for her happiness." "Let's drink to it. To Asad and Zoya." The men raised their rose sherbet glasses.

He was sitting in his room working on the laptop. She came and closed the door. She looked much prettier than ever. Maybe it was the wedding glow. He kept the laptop aside. She was searching something on shelf. He just hugged her from behind. "What are you doing?" "What do you think I am doing and I want to do?" He whispered in her ears. "Aap bi na let me go." "What if I don't?" "Hatiyena I have too much work to do. Kal shaadi hai." There was heavy rain outside, cool breeze coming inside the room and good climate for a perfect night. He hugged her tightly and the dress from her hands fell on the ground. She turned to face him and he saw her cheeks a shade of deep crimson. He hooked a finger under her chin and made him face her. "Jab hum honge saath saal ke aur tum hogi pachpan ki bolo preet nibhaogi na tab bhi apne bachpan ki?" "Not possible." "Why? You will not love me when I am old and wrinkle faced?" "It's not that you see we don't have a five years age gap." "Tch tum bhi na romance ki band baja di." "What language are you using?!" She smiled and hugged him. Just as they were about to go further there was a soft knock on the door. They looked at each other. He did not want her to but she opened the door. "Tum? Yahaan? Iss waqt? Zoya kya hua? Why do you lok so pale? Theek toh ho na?"

"Ammi can I sleep in your room? I am scared." Zoya was standing at the door of her parent's room. Razia looked at Gafur. He was doing an ishara to send Zoya away as he was in full on romance mood. Razia felt amused on seeing her husband behave like a man trying to spend lovey dovey moments with his woman the night before the wedding. "Bacche ismein koi poochne ki baat hai. Come on. Aaj ki raat hi toh you will be my daughter. Kalse kisi aur ki bahu ban jaayegi." "No ammi I will always be your daughter. If you will say such a thing na toh main nikaah nahi karoogni." "Chup aise nahi bolte." Razia sat on the bed and Zoya lied down with her head placing her head on Razia's lap. "Abbu is it fine with you if I sleep here?" "Ofcourse bacche. I have some work and later on I will sleep in the guest room or couch hai na." He patted her on the head and left from the room.

"Kya hua bacche scared cold feet?" "Ammi I am scared. Asad does not love me toh meri mehendi ka color itna dark kyun aaya? Ammi how will I manage with Asad? We both don't love each other." Razia pecked her child on the forehead. "I know bacche arranged marriages mein to feel like this is very normal." "You too felt the same? We know that you had a huge crush on abbu but did he love you from before the shaadi?" "Yeah he did bas mujhe kabhi bataya nahi tha. I came to know of his love on the morning after our nikaah." "Oh pehli raat ke baad." Zoya teased Razia. "Chup! I should have understood on the pehli raat how much he loved me but main thodi pagli thi kuch samjhi hi nahi. That night he just looked at me lovingly. Humne saari raat baatein ki." "Only baatein?" "Hmm. Yehi toh tumhaare abbu ke dil ki khoobsoorti hai. He knew that I loved him but everything had changed. I need time to be one with him and he was ready to give it to me. The next morning I had to make my pehli rasoi. Pani ka glass tak uthaya nahi tha abbu ke ghar par toh khana kya banati. Whatever I tried to make was all bad and burned." "Phir?" "Phir kya your abbu knew of it. He went to his firend who ran a catering business and got all the food from him. Kitchen ki window se he gave me the food and told me to remove the food in the bowls and to serve it to the guests."

Zoya was in awe of her ammi and abbu's story of them falling in love. "When everyone tasted the food they praised me. Ammi knew it that I did not make it. She did not say anything but these realtives I tell you shaitaan ki khala hoti hain ek ek. One of the ladies came to know ki I did not make the food and she created such a big fuss. Tauba. The men and women ate in separate rooms. Your abbu heard the taunting. I was a scared nayi dulhan. I stood there crying. But then..." "Then abbu came hai na?" "Yeah he came and scolded that woman. She taunted your abbu of being joru ka ghulaam from the first day of the nikaah. He also answered back." "Kya kaha abbu ne?" "He said I am not joru ka ghulam, I love my wife. Mere ghar mein mere saamne if you say these things to my wife then you are not only insulting her but also me and my family. I will not let anyone say one word against my wife. She did not know how to cook even then she tried to make it. Khana kharaab ho gaya so I told her that I will get it from outside. She was ready to come and tell everyone that there is no food. Wo aap sabki baatein sunne ko tayyar thi but I was not ready. So if you have anything to say say it to me not my wife."

"Wow ammi abbu toh ek dum dabbang style mein hi defended you." "Hmm and mujhe pata chal gaya ki he loves me so much." "And that night you two made preparations for the walima?" "Chup you don't need to know all that." "Haye ammi aapke chehre ka blush toh dekho." "Zoya pyar karke shaadi karna aur shaadi ke baad pyar hona they both have their own charm. Your marriage will be what you and Asad make it together. If ek ki taraf se koi kami ho toh the other should put in more efforts so that the balance is maintained. Ab so jao sab theek hoga." Zoya slept next to Razia. Gafur came to the room as soon as the story telling got over. "I love you. Do you love me?" "Shh aap bhi na kacchi neend mein hogi Zoya sun legi." "Ammi don't be so hard on abbu. Ek I love you toh banta hai." Zoya opened her eyes. Razia and Gafur both felt embarrassed. "Ok ok ab itna bhi mat sharmaiye like it is your suhagraat I am going." She got off the bed and went out of the room. "Ammi abbu I could tell dadi ki Asad aur mere walime mein toh ek saal hai we could have your walima part 2..." She laughed and ran away before her parents would die of embarrassment.

"Ae meri zohra jabeen tumjhe maloom nahi tu abhi tak hai haseen aur main jawaan..." Knock! Knock! "Aa gaya ma ka laadla. Dilshad I am telling you mere romance ka dushman hai tumhaara beta. 2 years I had uninterrupted romance pe chance. Jabse ye ladka aaya hai I am scared to romance you pata nahi ka interrupt karne aa jaaye." "Rashid aap bhi na." "What? I did not enjoy the sangeet. Toh private mein gana nahi ga sakta tumhaare liye." "You wanted to enjoy the sangeet? Toh aana tha na jaise humaare waqt aaye the sar par duapatta odhkar. Once again repeat telecast mil jata of your pitai. Rashid kal uski shaadi hai he loves Zoya but Zoya does not love him. He must want to talk. Tch chalo no more romance open the door. Ok kal I promise." Rashid opened the door. "Kya hua?" Asad entered the room and lied on with his head on Dilshad's lap. Rashid slammed shut the door. "Kal shaadi hai and aaj ye ladka ma ki godi mein sar rakhkar sone aaya hai." "Ok I ma going!" "Asad abbu is joking."

"Ammi will I be able to take care of Zoya. Abbu takes such good care of you what if I can't keep Zoya happy?" Dilshad ran her fingers through his hair. "Asad you are grown up now toh tumhe yaad nahi hoga. The day Zoya was born tum hospital mein the. You could not wait to hold her in your arms. When the nurse took her to the nursery you followed the nurse to ake sure that she was nice to Zoya. Jitne din bhabhi and Zoya were in the hospital you did not go to school. Everyday you used to go to the hospital and sit looking at her. On the day she was born you were so worried about her, Zoya ne kuch khaya nahi hai uski bhook lagi hogi..." "Haan and bewakoof ne glucose biscuit daal diya bechari bacchi ke moonh mein." "Rashid but even Zoya ate the whole biscuit." "What? She ate the gluscose biscuit on the day she was born! No wonder itni bhukkad hai." "Accha Zoya bhukkad hai toh use aisa banaya kisne? Who is the one who gets her whatever she wants to eat whenever she wants to eat." "I do ammi." "Ye toh kuch bhi nahi tha when she was brought home you used to stay with her all the time. Khana peena padhna likhna sona all you used to do in Zoya's nursery. You practically lived in the nursery. Asad being a six year old child tumne Zoya ka kitna khayal rakha that oh ab kyun nahi rakh paoge?"

Asad smiled on hearing these stories. Dilshad continued. "Ek din toh tumhe haddh kar di. Women used to come to see Zoya and bless her. One day a relative came she was a little on the darker side." "Dilshad please darker side koyle ki khan thi wo aurat." "Rashid." "Ammi tell na kya kiya maine uss din?" "That day you told that woman not to touch Zoya." "Kyun?" "Because you thought that if she picked up Zoya tumhaari pinky pinky Zoya kali ho jaayegi. You said this to that lady's face Asad! Everyone used to tease you ki Zoya ko ek pal ke liye akela nahi chodta what will you do when she grows up and gets married. Tumhe pata hai tumne kya kaha tha?" "Kya?" "On the 6^th day of her birth you announced ki main Zoya se shaadi karoonga. I will never let her go away from me." "Who me?" "Yes you!" Both Dilshad and Rashid replied. "Couldn't be." "I have it on tape want to see?" Rashid opened his storage box and gave Asad some old video cassettes. "Abbu with your permission can I watch these?" Rashid gladly gave him the entire box. He could do anything to send Asad away so that he can be with this wife. Asad left with the box. He came back for a second. "Abbu if you ever disturb Zoya and me toh theek hai we can call it even." He winked and left.

Asad was in the library watching the videos. Zoya who could not sleep came there wandering. Asad on seegin her approach switched off the lights. "Aah! Asad I got hurt because of you. Why did you switcvh off the lights? I know you did it on purpose taki mujhe chot lage." "Zoya we can't see each other tum yahan kya kar rahi ho?" "I can't sleep. I saw the lights so I came here. What are you doing here?" "Watching old home movies abbu gave me." "Even I want to see." "Zoya we can't see each other." Itna dark hai I can't even see where you are." "Ok." "Ouch!" "Kya hua?" "My knee is hurting wo thokar lag gayin in the dark." Asad got up and got the first aid box. In the light of the television he went to Zoya. Without looking at the others face Asad and Zoya sat on the floor.

"Kya kar rahe ho?" "You got hurt na toh medicine laga raha hoon. This is of no use now." Asad ripped her night suit near the knee and applied medicine. He blowed when the anitsecptic stinged her. Zoya felt a sensation she had never before. Asad smiled. They then watched the home videos. It was 4 in the morning. Zoya got up to go to her room. "Kaha ja rahi ho?" "I think we should go to sleep now." "Really?" "In our respective rooms Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan." "Toh what did you think I had in my mind?" "Good night see you later Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan." "Good night Ms. Zoya... Ms. Zoya Farookhi."

Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan and Ms. Zoya Farookhi went to their rooms. The next time they would see each other they would be Mr. and Mrs. Asad Ahmed Khan.

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