ASYA SS- Dotted Line- Chapter 12 Updated- Page 143 - Page 70

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Chapter 8

"Listen to me now

I've been touched by an angel

You're what Heaven is made of

Can't see your wings, or a halo

Saved my life so you gotta be a miracle

I've been touched, touched by an angel" ...Touched by my angel

Asad was the first one who recovered and came a little forward for a hug, but stopped as he realized he never had done that with her. Instead, he offered her scarf back, but that time Zoya reacted spreading her hands to envelop him for a hug. But when she looked at him she just took the scarf and then wrapped it around her neck. Asad put his hand in his pockets and Zoya played with the corners of her scarf. Both were silent for moments thinking about their own action. A few minutes later Asad cleared his throat and chuckled.

"Assalamu- Aleikum. Still feisty and big fat mouthed Miss Farooqui." Zoya's gaze shot up to him and she smiled seeing him.

"Wa-Aleikum As-Salam, still akdu and taunting Mr. Khan" Zoya replied.

"How are you?" both said all of a sudden and then burst out of laughing.

"I am fine" both answered same time and laughed again. After that the awkward silence came again. Both did not know what to ask next. They stole some glances at each other.

"Let's take a walk" Zoya suggested and Asad nodded, absent-minded in his own thought.

Zoya started to walk away and Asad followed her path. Still thinking how she was there. After a time, when Zoya could not wait, started to talk. Still, she was ahead of Asad.

"You are here, I mean don't you live in London?"

"Yeah. I came for a deal here. How come you are here Miss Farooqui?" Asad had asked finally. They passed the university area.

"I ..ummm..I am here for my higher study, Mr. Khan" She stopped and let Asad come by the side of her.

"Seriously, Miss Farooqui" Zoya eyes met his as she could feel the pride in his voice. She nodded slightly.

"I am so happy for you. You did it Miss Farooqui. You fulfilled your dream. I am so proud" Asad's eyes glowed with happiness, but still, his voice was composed and emotionless. Zoya felt an intangible feeling which was totally unknown to her. She gazed at Asad who was looking ahead with pride.

They had reached the front of the Sky City Restaurant and Asad invited Zoya to have a cup of coffee with him. They sat at the open terrace and ordered for coffee. Asad was known to them as they asked about him politely. Zoya was just observing them. They ordered coffee and pies for them. Zoya was enjoying the aerial view from the top roof while this time Asad observed her.

"This is really beautiful, is not it, Miss Farooqui?"Asad just asked after checking the scenic beauty and Zoya just nodded. Her look was at a distant.

"And this cherry blossom festival. I never thought it would be so beautiful and serene. I always read about it, saw the snaps, but in reality it is something which cannot be described in words" Asad expressed his thought while Zoya looked at him.

"I am so impressed by hearing this comment from a workaholic like you Mr. Khan" sarcasm was clear in her voice.

"Well a certain Miss Farooqui, once have taught me to enjoy one's life, although he/she is busy in his/her life" Asad looked directly at her while Zoya again looked at the distant.

"The cherry blossoms are nature's way of teaching us to surrender, to embrace our inevitable end. The petals fall each spring, and are reborn each spring. Life is a fleeting dance of moments, each one ending and in that ending, a new beginning again. The fact that their fragile beauty will soon fade makes them all the more precious" Zoya explained in a dreamy voice while Asad kept gazing at her silently.

"How were you Miss Farooqui, in these six years?" The question came out in a breath.

"I was fine Mr. Khan. Busy with my life, making my life successful" Zoya explained what she did after he left Bhoopal and how she got a chance to come here.

"Life was not so easy with me. But I managed and I am here today" Zoya finished. Asad nodded a little.

"You are a strong person Miss Farooqui and I really appreciate your hard work" Asad exclaimed where Zoya smiled at him.

"You know what I want to thank you Mr. Khan"

"Why?" Asad's eyebrow scrunched in confusion.

"What I am today, you have a part of this also. You encouraged me. In fact your dedication and determination for your career made me to choose my path. So thank you so much Mr. Khan"

Asad eyes shot up hearing from her. No one had said to him like this in his life. He saw the genuine gratitude in her eyes and he acknowledged it with a small nod.

What you are today, that is only because of you. I have nothing to do with that, but I am really feeling ecstatic to see you here Miss Farooqui" Zoya felt a tug inside her stomach. What was that? She was overwhelmed to meet him too. He was none of her, but his approval, his feelings doing something which making her to believe she had someone who was happy for her success, proud of her achievements.

"Tell me about you Mr. Khan? How was last six years?" Zoya changed the topic in order check of her emotions.

Asad was going to say when his cell phone rang. It was Imraan who reminded him about the party. Asad mouthed sorry to Zoya as he stood up. He then explained about his situation and they took leave hastily as Zoya remembered about something too.

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Asad ran inside the party hall as soon as he left the Taxi. He was dressed in a black three piece suit. He was late already and the party was in full swing. . Imraan saw him and greeted with a big hug. They entered the party and he introduced Asad with his fellow mates.

Suddenly, the buzzing sound had stopped and Asad heard the most favorite song (aaj jane ki Zidd na karo) in instrumental by piano.

"Oh, and that's Zoya Farooqui. She is a software lover and is extremely possessive about this song" Imraan laughed out loud. Asad glared at him.

Asad reached near her only to greet her again for the day. He was happy to meet her again as their conversation was abruptly stopped and also wanted to see her reaction.

"Allah Miyaan, what's wrong with you? How come you are here Mr. Khan?" Zoya ran to him as soon as she saw him. Asad pressed his forehead, hearing her scream. She was wearing a knee length black gown, tying her hair in a bun.

"Miss Farooqui. My ears are working all okay then why you are screaming as if I am a deaf?" He asked slightly irritated.

"Allah Miyaan, what's wrong with you Mr. Khan. I am excited to see you here, that is why I screamed" Zoya shirked again.

"By the way, what are doing here Mr, Khan?" Zoya asked again.

"You know each other, Bhaijaan?" Imraan asked this time with a confused face where as they both nodded at him. Then they explained how they knew each other. Imraan was surprised to know about it, he looked at Asad and then at Zoya.

"You know he is my brother in law" Imraan said to Zoya where as Zoya eyes widened with shock.

"His sister?" She looked confused.

"Nazma" mouthed Imraan while "tamater" mouthed Asad.

"Look at the destiny, Zoya and I am at the same college and you are meeting each other after six years just when Zoya is leaving?" Imraan mumbled.

"Leaving" Asad said a sheer loud voice with a shocked face and gazed at her.

"Yeah, I told you one of our friends is leaving for India. She is all set to help her own country" Imraan said.

"Oh! That's really a great thought" Asad had composed already while Zoya remained silent.

"When are you leaving?" Asad asked her this time.

"Tomorrow morning" Zoya answered back, looking back at him.

"Oh! In fact, I am leaving for London tomorrow too" Asad informed her whereas Zoya nodded.

The same moment the track changed as Imraan announced their name to sing a song. They both stood there puzzled. Imraan tugged Asad and Zoya together. Zoya smiled a little and started to play a tune after discussing it with Imraan. Asad heard this song before. It was from a hopeless romantic movie, which was one of Nazma's favorites. He shook his head a little as he remembered how Nazma sang this song to Imraan. Imraan handed over a guitar to Asad as he turned to her with a guitar.

There's a song that's inside of my soul
It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again
I'm awake in the infinite cold
But You sing to me over and over again

Zoya started the song and whole hall became silent at once she started. Asad looked back at Imraan while he was mouthing the song. He smiled at him.

So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands
and pray to be only Yours
I pray to be only Yours
I know now you're my only hope

Asad now watched everyone, as if they were dazed. He chuckled a little. Hopeless romantic people came on the dance floor and started to dance.

Sing to me the song of the stars
Of Your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again
When it feels like my dreams are so far
Sing to me of the plans that You have for me over again

This time Asad was singing. He felt an unnatural feeling when he started to sing. He had played this song many times, but this time it was different.

And I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I know now you're my only hope

Asad looked at her this time mesmerized; her eyes were closed as if she was praying.

I give You my apathy
I'm giving You all of me
I want Your symphony
Singing in all that I am
At the top of my lungs I'm giving it back

Asad was stunned that would be an understatement as he kept looking at her. The moment frizzed as the tune played its magic over everyone.

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Next Morning

Zoya was all set to leave; she waved to her friends and was getting into the taxi when Asad reached there with his luggage. She was surprised to see him there. Last night Asad came to drop her place, that's why he knew where she lived. Asad remained silent most of the time after their duet performance.

"You?" Zoya asked of him.

"Yeah! My flight is two hours later than yours. So I thought to see you off and then go for my flight" Asad said as he loaded his luggage inside her taxi. Zoya did not know what to say as she was not thinking straight. Both sat inside and they were on the way to the airport.

"Would you mind if I ask for your email address?" He said after a few minutes.

"Nope" Zoya wrote it on a paper and gave to him. Asad remained silent again.

"You will be okay, right?" Asad asked her again and she looked straight at him nodding her head.

"Will you?" Zoya asked him.

"Of course. I have to, for my family" Asad stopped suddenly.

"Yeah, I know" Zoya looked at outside.

"So how will you start?" Asad asked her again. Zoya frowned a little.

"Mr. Khan, I have started already. I did a job here for a good 5 years and save money for it. It is a software company and I collaborated with the company where I worked. I just needed to go there and start my work. I have already bought a small apartment there for me and my office is also all set" Zoya explained.

"Hold on. Where is that Miss Farooqui I knew, the messy Miss Farooqui?" Asad bit back a smile as he looked at her. Zoya gaped at him with wide eyes.

"You are so mean Mr. Khan" She complained.

"That I am. We are here" He hopped out of the taxi and started to unload. Zoya could not believe that he was here to tease her. They entered the airport with their respected luggage. Zoya's flight was the first one so they went near the departure area.

"I guess it is the time to say goodbye then" Asad stated, shoving his glares into his pockets.

"Yeah. Goodbye Mr. Khan"

"Good bye Miss Farooqui"

They both went the opposite direction and turned back at the same time. They smiled back at each other and waved their hands. This time it was a proper goodbye.

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Six Months Later

"Hey Mona darling, how are you?" Ayaan Ahmed Khan, a man with a grin and unruly hair greeted her with utmost enthusiasm.

"I am fine Ayaan. How are you?" Zoya chuckled.

"Aye haye I am very good. You are looking extremely beautiful today. Any reason behind it" Ayaan teased and Zoya was embarrassed.

"No reason. What brings you here?" she asked him.

"Well Ammi said to inform you that she is coming to your flat in the evening" Ayaan said styling his hair.

"Okay. You could say that over the phone only, but you came directly at my office, that's suspicious" Zoya was amused.

"What, Zoya can I not come to meet you here" Ayaan whined.

"Of course you can Ayaan but what I am trying to say that Humaira is upset today. She rebuked the poor peon without any reason" Zoya laughed.

"Yeah. I know. Ayaan sighed, sat on the chair with a thud. "She is really upset"

"Why you both fight too much, Ayaan. You both are matured now. You both sometimes remind me about mine and Mr. Khan's fights when we met first" Zoya blurted from nowhere.

"So you are missing Bhaijaan" Ayaan winked.

"Whoa, how is this comes from?" Zoya was fussing.

"Nowhere" Ayaan suddenly changed the topic, "I am heading for lioness den" He winked and walked into Humaira's cabin. Zoya shook her head with amusement.

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Life gave surprises after surprises in these six months. She started the new phase of her life and got busy with life. It took some time to settle down. Then a month later she got an email from Asad. He wanted some help for his company regarding software issues. She did not understand why Asad needed her help when he could get better in London. Then she got to know the whole truth of Asad Ahmed Khan. Yes, she knew his father had a second family, but she did not know who they were. She met Ayaan Ahmed Khan within a few days. Being a happy, easy going person Ayaan shared their stories with Zoya. They became friends within a few days. Zoya's company started to look after all the software essentials of Ahmed Khan's company and at the same time she was introduced to the other family members. From Nikhaat, now who was a doctor and married to another Doctor Farhaan Rahman, she knew what Nikhaat and Asad did for her the rainy night she reached to his home. She had known about Rashid too from Prasad and why she was appointed during the job despite of her no degree. These all information, made her more indebted to Asad. She did not know he had done so much and bore her despite he did not like her that time. It made her feel guilty. She could not meet his eyes next time when he reached India for Nazma's wedding. They talked much less as they were busy with their responsibilities of different sections. She became a family to them, but the distance between Asad and her increased. Asad had also realized it as he had asked her why she was avoiding him, but she declined his accusations.

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Asad was shifting DC head office from London to India, for this reason he had to visit India once in a month to settle all the matters. After Nazma's wedding they had met almost four times and they talked only about the works and their whereabouts, whereas Ayaan became Zoya's friend somehow. Another reason, maybe Humairah, she was the chief executive in Zoya's farm and an old friend of Ayaan. The trio hanged out a lot at the weekends. Ayaan and Humairah had been just like Tom and Jerry like Asad and Zoya at the initial days. Finally, it was only two days ago Asad had settled down in his new office and they met last at the party.

Zoya observed him that night he looked so tired and pale but yet he fulfilled his responsibility. He was a man of principles and that made him more charismatic. He was a handsome man from the beginning, but these days his smile made him more admirable. His half crooked smile sometimes made her heart beat fast and she could not breathe for moments.

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Asad had observed Ayaan and Zoya's friendship too. They both got along in a short time which he could not do after this long time. That night Asad observed Zoya too, he did not know why she felt so uncomfortable with him, but he also knew it was not his cup of tea to befriend easily with someone. So he never minded it. He was happy that she was treated like a family and she too loved them like her family. That night he observed Zoya with a new enthusiasm. She was laughing, playing pranks and flowing from here to there in the party, serving everyone. He suddenly realized she had changed a lot. Yes ,she was beautiful from the past but now it was flourishing with confidence and oozing smile. She never did a lot make up, but the kohl-lining of her eyes was enough to make anyone to attract her.

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Zoya was thinking about her life after she had came back from US and arranging snacks for Shireen at her apartment. She was a little surprised to know about Shireen's visiting there. They had met just two days ago at a homecoming party for Asad. Then what had brought her here today again. She came to the open terrace adjacent to her bedroom. The rainy season had started and she always enjoyed watching the rain from here. Luckily, she got this apartment; it was the highest floor of the building by the side of the Bhoopal Lake. The lake and landmarks could be seen clearly, almost entire Bhoopal can be seen from here. Asad used the whole view very thoughtfully when he was designing this. Yes, this apartment was from DC which she had known only after she came here.

The doorbell rang and Shireen came inside with a grinning Ayaan. After some chit chat Shireen dropped the bomb to her. Zoya looked at her and Ayaan with wide eyes.

What the hell is happening? How can it be possible?

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Swapno

Awesome update love asya moments but what was that at last am confused plz continue soon 😊

Res

:v I am sure that woman asked her to marry ayaan :v