Hi everyone.
Here is chapter 9 of the story...
A little warning: i don't know whether the content in this chapter warrants a warning and i should put a 16 + or a 18 + here.. anyway i believe who ever wants to read will read even if there is a warning and whoever doesn't want to will not regardless of no warning..
Anyway this chapter contains a bit intense scenes which were not there in the story so far... its just the expression of love by two people who love each other passionately... and its actually nothing too explicit or gross like i have seen in some of the stories here. still thought would warn anyone who feels uncomfortable in reading intense scenes not to read this chapter.
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CHAPTER 9:
Baby, it's all I know that you're half of the flesh
And blood that makes me whole
Take these broken wings
You got to learn to fly, learn to live
And live so free
When we hear the voices sing
The book of love will open up for us
And let us in
It was mid morning of a hot and humid day in Beverly Hills. Zoya sat in the cool air-conditioned drawing room of Asad's apartment going through an article on her Ipad and she had no idea about the heat outside or whatever else that was happening in the outside world. It had been a week since she had shifted with Asad and she had not stepped outside the apartment during that week except on the one occasion when she went to buy some clothes for her and Asad, but she did not miss the outside world.
During that week, she had settled in to a routine and everything that she did revolved around Asad and his needs. After that first day when Asad had tried to distance himself from her, their relationship had more or less changed once again to that of the loving couple that they initially were. But things were not still perfect in their relationship and Zoya Knew that practically that was impossible given the circumstances and she was wise enough to understand that they have miles to cross before they can have perfection in their life once again. And she had no qualms and no dissatisfaction about it and she was happy; happy to be with Asad and do things for him. And she was happiest when she saw Asad content, happy and calm; which he was most of the time. But still there came odd times when they both felt awkward around each other, but Zoya knew that it was bound to happen. And she ignored those things and concentrated on making Asad's life as normal as possible.
The first thing that she did on the second day after she came was calling Asad's physiotherapist and ask him to come and meet her. And she felt immense sadness when she heard what he told her. He told her that Asad would have been much better by now if he had put more effort during the initial months after he came out of the Coma. He then told her how he had noticed that Asad did not put his level best on most of the days.
"Mrs. Khan, it was like he had lost the reason for living and had no interest in living and getting better. I knew this because on some days he would be in a very good mood and he would put so much effort... so by observing him on those days I knew that on most of the days he was not in his normal self and did not bother to put the maximum effort that he was capable of... I had even discussed this with his parents and they had brought a counselor home as well, but even that did not help him... and now, please don't mind me saying this...now after knowing the existence of you in his life, I feel that your absence was the reason why he had lost interest in getting better."
"Don't worry,I don't mind you saying it... and in fact I believe that what you said is true and I'm feeling so bad I wasn't there for him... but there's nothing I could have done about it... and now I want to do everything that I could do to make him fully recovered... please tell me frankly... does he still have a chance to walk properly?"
"Of course he has... his progress is not good but he has already recovered so much.. when I first started his therapy his leg muscles were so weak that he can only just move his legs while lying down... he wasn't able to stand on his legs at all but now he is standing and even walking everywhere by using crutches... so I am 95% sure that he could walk properly again... he just have to try a bit more."
Zoya thanked him and requested him to come daily and be with Asad once again while he did the exercises, because she knew that Asad would do them better if the therapist was there to observe and guide him. And the therapist started coming daily and on some days even Zoya went to the gym and would sit there observing what Asad did.
And Zoya started observing him carefully even during other times as well; and over the week she understood the things he was capable of doing on his own and the things which she knew he would soon learn to do if she helped him and guided him. And something Zoya realized was that he was actually not able to do even certain simple things which he should have been able to do at this stage of his recovery. And one day she indirectly questioned him regarding his routines while he was with his parents and from the answers he gave her, she was able to guess that his Ammi was treating him like a small child and had not actually allowed him to be more independent and learn to do things on his own. But she did not blame his Ammi because she understood that it was his Ammi's love towards him that drove her to do everything for him on her own.
And since then she had been trying to make him do some things on his own that was needed for him to at least be independent inside his own home. And she would send Maria home early and would prepare dinner on her own and while she did she would ask Asad to sit with her in the kitchen and would ask him to help her in doing things like taking things out of the fridge and loading the dishwasher. On the first night, she had guided him around the kitchen and had made him familiar with where everything was kept and then last night she even made him cut vegetables for her and her heart soared when she saw the satisfied smile on his face while he cut the vegetables.
And after lunch that day, Zoya took Asad upstairs to the terrace. She had read that swimming was also a very good exercise to strengthen the weak muscles and that morning when the physiotherapist came she had discussed it with him in front of Asad and the therapist had told them that swimming was indeed a good exercise and that Asad should actually try it.
Zoya was determined to make Asad try everything that would fasten his recovery process, but that wasn't the only reason why she wanted to make Asad try swimming. The first time when she saw him floating so peacefully in a swimming pool was something that she would never forget and she knew how much he loved swimming and the water and she knew that he must have missed swimming a lot; and she wanted him to start doing everything that he had earlier enjoyed doing.
Once in the terrace, she led Asad to the small changing room on one side and made him change in to a Swim short and then led him to the pool. She made him sit on the steps leading down to the pool and then she went to change her own clothes. Her eyes had caught a beautiful bikini on the day she went for shopping and she had bought it on an impulse. But when she did she hadn't actually thought of using either the bikini or the pool, but now she was glad she had bought it. And wearing the bikini, she looked at herself in the changing room mirror and suddenly wondered if Asad would like her in it if he could see her then.
And her thoughts went back to the only time she had worn a bikini in front of him and she blushed thinking of that day. It was during their honeymoon and the Chalet that they were staying had an indoor heated swimming pool in it. Their chalet was a private luxurious one situated some distance from the center of Zermatt and like most of the Chalets it was made with wood and had wood floorings but the interior was modern and had all the luxurious things that they needed. And it had wall length glass windows and glass ceilings on most rooms that gave uninterrupted clear panoramic views of the breathtaking snow capped mountain peaks and the surrounding valley.
The place was so beautiful that Zoya felt that she could spend her whole life there. She was just content to sit inside and stare at the beautiful views but to her amazement she discovered that Asad loved skiing and was very good at it. It was another thing he loved to do just like sailing and skiing was something even Zoya found interesting but never made an effort to learn till then.
She accompanied Asad to the Ski Slopes daily and he started teaching her how to do it and they had so much fun together and almost daily their skiing sessions ended with playing with snow and chasing and hitting each other with snow balls and laughing and rolling over the snow. They were like two little kids let loose on the snow and even on that day they returned back to the chalet in the afternoon, their faces flushed from the cold and their fingers almost numb, but still feeling happy and content after an exhilarating morning at the ski slopes.
And after they had lunch Asad had decided to swim. He had been swimming in the pool daily but Zoya had not used the pool till then and Asad was determined to make her swim with him that day.
"Asad, you go and swim... I'm too tired after the morning." Zoya tried to make excuses.
"The tiredness would go and you would feel refreshed once you swim in the heated pool... please come Zoe... and I wanted to see you in that sexy bikini I found in your suitcase when we unpacked... if you are never going to use it why did you even pack it?" he asked her teasingly and pulled at her hands; and Zoya had to finally relent and go with him.
And by the time she took her bikini from the bedroom and went down, Asad had already changed and was waiting for her. She went inside the changing room and changed in to the bikini, but the thought of going in front of Asad wearing it made her so shy that she blushed profusely. It wasn't that he had not seen her less covered; by then he had seen her countless times without any clothes also. Even then she still felt shy under his gaze whenever he looked at her body; except during those times when they made love and she would be too carried away by feelings that he evoked in her body to notice anything else.
And finally when she came out of the changing room, she had wrapped around her a big towel that she had found inside. And seeing her like that Asad grinned and walked towards her.
"Zoe, why have you wrapped yourself with that big towel? Are you going to swim with that towel wrapped around you?" he teased her wickedly, held her hands and pulled her towards him.
"Umm, no... I... actually I'm feeling cold...even if the pool is heated it's cold in here Asad." Zoya whispered and looked away.
"The blush on your face tells me that feeling cold is just an excuse for wrapping yourself in this big towel... you just want to hide yourself from me." Asad bent down a little and nuzzled her neck and Zoya shivered and she did not know whether it was from the cold or his touch. His merest touch had that effect on her.
"But I'm really feeling cold Asad." Zoya whispered.
"Hmm... in that case there's better ways to relieve the cold." Saying it he gently tugged at the loose knot she put on the towel on her chest and let the towel slip from her body, and as the towel fell Asad's gaze moved over her from top to bottom and then shifted back to her face.
"You look breathtaking sweetheart... there is no reason why you should feel so shy to wear this in front of me." Asad said huskily and gathered her close for a warm hug.
"Now let's go to the pool before we end up doing something else other than enjoying the pool." Saying it he picked her up in his arms and carried her to the pool. And they spent almost two hours in the pool swimming, playing around splashing water onto each other and teasing each other; and inevitably they finally ended up making intense love on the pool steps, their body bathed in the warm pool water. And the mid afternoon sun that ultimately peeped from behind the snow capped peaks of the Alps gave enough rays that filtered through the glass windows and made the room slightly warm and cozy and they spent the rest of the afternoon lying on the lounge chair near the pool gazing at the beautiful view outside, cocooned under a thin blanket and the day became one of the most memorable days of their life.
"Zoe." She heard Asad calling for her and came back to the present and she walked out of the changing room, a soft smile still adorning her face remembering the beautiful days that they had spent together.
And when she reached Asad, she looked at him with love and tenderness and held one of his arms and supported him while he climbed down the steps into the pool, his other hand holding the railing of the steps. Zoya still held his arm and supported him while Asad took hesitant small steps towards the deeper part of the pool. The therapist had warned them that Asad would have difficulty in using his legs for doing the strokes; just as he had difficulty in walking. And he told Asad not to panic even if that happened because if he panicked, that might even lead to drowning.
And Zoya remembered the therapist's words and she suddenly gripped Asad's arm with worry and Asad felt her tension.
"Zoe, what happened?"
"Umm Asad... I think today you should not go into the deeper part of the pool... let's be here and you can do floating and then may be try out some strokes here in the shallow area, and then next day when you are more confident, we can go to the deeper part."
"Zoe." Asad whispered and reached out with one hand and cupped her cheek lovingly.
"You think of me so much... How did I become so lucky?" he said emotionally.
"Hmm... you are not the only lucky one Asad... even I am lucky to have found you and have you as my husband." Zoya said softly.
And in the next one hour, Zoya stood around Asad while he tried to do some strokes and swim in the shallow part of the pool. And Zoya could see that just as the physiotherapist had told them, Asad had difficulty in using his legs to do the strokes, but the good thing was his arms were quite strong and he was able to use his arms to propel himself forward. And he had no difficulty in floating and in the end he did just that, and once again Zoya was reminded of the first time she saw him and she could not help in thinking how relaxed and carefree he was then.
After a while Zoya asked him to come and sit on the pool steps and rest for a while. She held his arm and guided him to the steps and made him sit there and then she sat beside him and put an arm around him.
"Darling, you did well today...I'm sure that the strength of your legs will improve pretty quickly if you swim this way daily in addition to doing the exercises." Zoya looked at him lovingly. She then reached out with her other hand and wiped the water droplets that were trickling down his face. And her fingers lingered on his face on its own accord and she could not help in caressing his chiseled jaws. She then reached out and gave a soft kiss on the side of his neck and hugged him with both arms and Asad hugged her back. And it was then when his arms wrapped around her naked waist that he realized for the first time what she was wearing. And to confirm it, he moved his hands over her, starting from the underside of her arms, across her waist and her hips till he felt the skin of her thighs.
"Zoe, are you wearing a bikini?" he asked her surprised.
"Umm yea... it's our private pool and there is no one here except you...so there's no harm in wearing it isn't it?"
Asd then remembered the time she had worn a bikini on his insistence and how gorgeous she looked in it and he suddenly started to wish seeing her in her bikini once again.
"Zoe, I wish I could see you in bikini once again." Asad whispered huskily and draped his arm around her waist and his fingers stroked the sensitive skin of her lower back and before they knew it they were kissing each other passionately and their hands roamed over each other with urgency.
And Asad was about to untie the knot on the back of her bikini top when he realized what he was doing and he froze. Zoya felt his hands still and then she felt his whole body stiffen and the next second Asad held both her arms, removed them from around his waist and shoved her away with so much force that she slipped from the step on which they were sitting and fell backwards in to the pool.
Zoya got up and looked at Asad with shock to see that he was trying to climb up the steps by holding onto the railing.
"Asad, please wait... don't go alone... let me help you... you might slip and fall because of the water dripping from your body." zoya went up to him quickly and draped an arm around his waist trying to support him, but Asad suddenly removed her arm once again and Zoya looked at him bewildered not understanding what had suddenly happened to him.
"No Zoe... I will manage alone... you stay here and enjoy the pool for some more time while I go and freshen up."
"But I don't want to enjoy the pool alone here... and I am scared you might fall because of the slippery floor Asad."
"Zoe I said I will manage... just leave me alone and don't touch me." Asad said a bit harshly and Zoya stared at him in shock and then slowly let go of his arm. She stood staring at his retreating back wondering what happened to change his mood this way. She knew that he had a good time in the pool and had enjoyed swimming and being in the pool. And then they had sat together and hugged and kissed and he had pushed her away the next moment and now was not even allowing her to touch him. She closed her eyes and sighed and then remembered the moment they kissed. And it was then that she realized what had happened. They had become totally lost in the moment and neither of them realized what they were doing and Asad was trying to untie her top just before he pushed her away. And that could mean only one thing - that he was too much aroused and had wanted her right that moment but then he had become aware of what he was doing and had pushed her away because he did not want to become intimate with her.
And Zoya understood that there could be only one reason why he would not want to become intimate with her and that would be because he was scared and afraid of physical intimacy as well and it was another thing about which he was feeling vulnerable. And she wondered whether he was also feeling that he would not be able to satisfy her physically anymore.
The thought saddened her and Zoya realized that this was perhaps another battle that she had to fight and win. A lone tear escaped her eyes and she hugged herself and sank to the lounge chair nearby wondering how to handle this situation and how to make Asad accept that there was nothing wrong in wanting her physically and to make him understand that even she still wanted him and had feelings for him.
Zoya knew that lack of physical intimacy was one of the main things that strained the relationship between a couple with one partner having physical disabilities. She had even read some articles about it but she knew that she and Asad could have a perfectly normal physical relationship unless Asad was feeling insecure about that as well and scared of the prospect.
And when Zoya finally walked into the bedroom after half an hour, Asad had taken shower and was sitting on the bed drying his hair. She looked at him with concern but he did not even lift his head and acknowledge her presence and she knew that another of those awkward moments had once again crept in between them due to what happened at the pool and she sighed sadly and walked in to the bathroom and closed the door softly.
After about twenty minutes, Zoya came out wearing one of her favourite night dress; a Camisole type top and a Short made of silk. She saw Asad lying on the bed and resting. She walked up to the music player and put on a soft soothing music and then walked towards the bed taking determined steps. While taking her shower, she had once again thought about what had happened and had made up her mind to be bold and make Asad become intimate with her physically once again. She knew that it was an important step for them and she knew that it was needed to make him regain his self confidence as well and come out of his shell and behave completely normal with her once again.
She lay beside Asad on the bed and looked at him intently for a while. Although she had come to bed with bold determination, she suddenly started to feel nervous at the thought of what she was about to do. But then she became determined once again and after taking a deep breath to calm her nerves she shifted close to Asad and draped an arm around him.
"Are you trying to sleep?" she whispered.
"Umm, I thought I will just rest for a while." Asad answered her with a serious face.
"Hmm in that case if you are just resting...I mean if you are not trying to sleep then I think I know better things to do than just wasting this afternoon resting." She drawled softly and then bent down and nibbled his earlobe.
"Umm you smell so good Asad." She had always loved the tangy citrus shower gel he used. The smell of it lingered on him long after a shower, and she was glad that he was still using the same brand.
Asad didn't respond to her and lay still and Zoya moved even closer and started to give soft tiny kisses all over his throat and jaw line; and while doing it she slipped the hand that was draped around him under his shirt and started to caress the skin at his waist. And Asad could not lie still any longer and he reached out and grabbed her face with both hands, brought her face closer and clamped his lips over hers in a kiss that was full of raw hunger.
"This is all wrong Zoya." Asad whispered hoarsely when he finally broke the kiss. He then sat up and pushed Zoya a little away from him.
"What is wrong Asad? I am your wife and I feel like it's been ages since we made love and I want you and want you to make love to me. What's wrong in it?" zoya whispered.
She then put her hand on Asad's chest and gently pushed him back into the bed and before he could get up she climbed over him and sat on his tummy straddling him so that he could not get up anymore. She then reached out and opened the top buttons of his shirt and kissed his chest and buried her face in his neck.
"Darling, I've been missing this so much...so will you just let go and make love to me?." She whispered huskily and nibbled his ear lobe once again.
During the times that they had spent together earlier, she had never been this bold and taken initiative in this way. And she felt a little shy to do it now but she knew that she needed to do it. She knew that Asad would never take the initiative himself, and she had to encourage him. She had to bring him out of the dark abyss in which he was living and she had to show him that he could do everything that he desired including making love to her. She had to make him let go of the fear, worry and apprehension that ruled his mind when it came to each aspect of his life. She knew that he still desired her and it was proven by the way he reacted at the pool side. And she was determined to never let their love surrender in any way due to his fears. Their love had to triumph and they had to triumph in every way.
And with renewed determination, she lifted her head and reached for the remaining buttons on his shirt.
"I can't Zoe... I can't do this."Asad ground his teeth and held Zoya's hands preventing her from opening any more buttons.
"Why can't you Asad?... you wanted me at the pool side before you pushed me away... that shows that you still desire me." Zoya then pulled out her hands from his grasp and lay over him completely, her body touching and pressing him everywhere and to Zoya's delight she could feel that Asad was already aroused.
"Baby, this shows that you can." She reached out boldly and caressed him intimately through his clothes and Asad gasped and reached out and held her hand that was creating havoc with his senses.
"Zoe I agree that I still desire you and want you. But I just can't make love to you this way. Why can't you understand it Zoe?... Why can't you understand that I want to see you when I make love to you?... I want to see you arch your back and moan in ecstasy the way you used to do when I touch you and when I make you mine. And I want to see that little half smile of satisfaction that adorns your beautiful face after we both reach fulfillment together. And I can't... I can't see and feel any of it. And it hurts me Zoe... It's miserable. My condition is miserable." Zoya saw that his eyes had filled up with tears and she reached out and stroked his jaw tenderly with her thumb.
"Why can't you feel it and see it Asad?... I'm sure that you still remember each tiny little way I used to respond to your touches and your caresses... and I will still respond to you in the same way because even now I want you and desire you as much as I did during those days... so you could still see me and my reactions in your mind's eye and feel everything when we make love... tell me Love, won't you be able to feel it and see it that way?" Zoya prodded huskily.
"I guess I would be able to." Asad whispered with awe at the way she had made him realize that he could still feel and appreciate her reactions to him.
"Then there is nothing to stop us... make love to me Asad." Zoya whispered and slid her hands along his arms and shoulder and across the side of his neck to entangle the fingers of one hand in his silky locks while her other hand gripped and caressed the base of his neck. She then bent her head and touched his lips gently with her own and Asad could not hold it any longer. He responded to her by slipping his tongue inside her mouth while his hands reached out and explored the curves of her back with urgency. The soft silky material of her camisole suddenly disturbed him and he didn't want its feel; the only thing he wanted to feel was her silky skin. He then let go of her mouth with a sigh and gripped the hem of her camisole and tugged it upwards and Zoya removed her hands from around his neck and lifted them up so that Asad could remove her camisole. He threw it aside and reached for her once again and the moment Asad felt her skin beneath his fingers he felt as if he had come home.
"Zoe" he whispered raggedly and turned around carrying her with him so that she lay beneath him. He touched the soft skin of her abdomen and gave a gentle kiss where he touched. He then moved his hands up and gasped when he realized that she was not wearing any bra. His hands stilled for a moment but then he felt Zoya arch her back and push herself into his hands and he started to caress and explore her body once again.
Zoya had always marveled at the way Asad knew her body; it was as if she herself did not know anything about her own body till Asad discovered it and showed her the tiny nooks and crevices on her body that were most sensitive and most delectably arousing. And Asad felt and heard the quickening of her heart beats and her uneven breathing and the soft sighs and moans that escaped from her mouth intermittently and the quivering of her skin at every where he touched, and he could imagine every little reaction of her body to his touches.
And then suddenly Zoya removed her hands from around his neck and grabbed the lapel of his shirt and pulled at it. She desperately wanted to feel him skin to skin and explore his body the way he was exploring hers. Asad understood what she wanted and he sat up and removed his shirt.
And before he could lay back, Zoya pushed him on to the bed for the second time and moved over him. She then started to touch and explore his body in the same way he did with hers. She did not know whether it was due to the physical separation they faced in all those months or whether it was due the emotional upheaval that they both had endured; all she knew was that she wanted him more than she ever did before. And her own needs combined with her need to bring Asad's self esteem back made her act bold like she never did before.
Zoya's hand then reached for the waistband of his pyjama, and she slipped her hand inside and started to stroke and caress him and he shuddered at her touches which were so intimate and arousing.
"Zoe." Asad's breath hitched and her name escaped from his mouth as a blissful sigh. And Asad knew that he could not hold it for much time and he lifted his hips allowing Zoya to remove his Pyjama and then he pulled her Short down.
And finally when their skin touched each other's without any barrier, feelings exploded like never before. Each nerve ending became stimulated and their skin felt as if it was on fire, but they continued to touch, stroke and kiss, leading each other to heights never explored before. They simply drowned in each other, their mouths fused, hearts beating wildly together and their body moving in sync, till their feelings reached a crescendo and exploded together giving them a kind of fulfillment that they never had before.
Their expression of their love physically was always beautiful, almost poetic but this time it was like never before and Zoya was glad she took the initiative and made Asad express his love to her in the most beautiful way.
And afterwards they lay in each other's arms still touching and caressing, but their touches were no longer arousing; it was soothing, calming and relaxing; and the little kisses they shared in between were soft and gentle.
"Asad." Zoya called out to him softly after a while.
"Hmm." He whispered still caressing her back with his finger tips.
"You still play with my body like you play the piano." She lifted her head and looked at his face and stroked his cheek lovingly.
"Hmm really?" Asad raised his eyebrow. They both then remembered the time when she had said it earlier. It was during their honeymoon and one day they had spent almost an entire day in their cozy bedroom making love and just enjoying being together; they did not even go for skiing that day. And they were lying in each other's arms just like this when Zoya told him that his fingers had magic in them and that they played with her body and made music just like he did when he played his Piano.
"Yea Asad... I still feel as if you make beautiful, exquisite and exotic music with my body and every time we make love, I feel so free and I don't know whether it's my soul or my body; but whatever it is, it feels as if I have wings and I fly in rhythm to the music that you make, following you where ever you lead me to." Zoya whispered with wonder and Asad smiled at her tenderly.
"Zoe, I don't know how you manage to become so poetic... but Sweetheart, I won't deny that even I feel the same way... whenever we make love, even I feel so free and feel as if I am flying." Asad said seriously.
"Do you realize something else Asad?... not only when we make love but in reality too we are like two birds... after we fell in love we were so happy together and we really flew freely together like two free birds... and then that accident happened and it was like someone clipped our wings and prevented us from flying anywhere together... and your wings are clipped more than mine but you can learn to fly once again... you have to learn Asad... because I won't be able to fly alone and I can only fly when you are beside me to guide me to our destinations... So promise me that you will make every effort that you can to get better so that we can fly together once again and make our dreams come true." Zoya caressed his hair lovingly and Asad felt his eyes sting hearing everything she said.
"I promise you Zoe... if you can never fly unless I am flying beside you, then I will do everything in my power to learn how to fly again because I cannot bear it if you remain for the rest of your life as a bird that cannot fly... so I promise you that I will try Zoe." Asad whispered and tightened his arms around her and Zoya rested her cheek on his chest and sighed with satisfaction and they both finally felt completely at ease after the accident and everything that happened there after and Zoya knew that Asad would fulfill his promise to her.
And lying in each other's arms they were about to drift off to sleep when Zoya heard a knock on the door and opened her eyes. She knew that Maria was at home but Maria would never disturb them unless it was something really important. Zoya looked at Asad to see that he had fallen asleep and without awakening him she gently removed his arms from around her and slipped out of his warm embrace and got up from the bed.
She picked up her discarded night dress, wore it and tiptoed to the door and opened it gently.
"Zoya, there is a man downstairs asking for you... what should I tell him?" Maria said with hesitation. And Zoya's heart started to race with fear. She immediately knew that it must be either her Abbu or Ayaan. She had been in regular contact with her Ammi and her Ammi had warned her on the second day after she left home that her Abbu would not leave her alone so easily. And they thought that her Abbu would come to get her and take her back to their home, but he never came. And his silence disturbed both Zoya and Zainab and made them more apprehensive. And then Zainab had called Zoya two days back and told her that she suspected that her Abbu was planning something along with Ayaan and Zoya had been on edge since then. And now Zoya knew that one of them had at last come to her and she wondered what they had planned against her and Asad.
She turned around and looked at Asad sleeping peacefully on their bed and the only thing she was sure was that she would never leave him no matter what someone had planned to do to separate them.
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