ASYA SS- Dotted Line- Chapter 12 Updated- Page 143 - Page 91

Originally posted by: swapno

I am writing buddy!! hopefully tonight or tomorrow early morning😳

ok!

Chapter 11

Crayon colored skies can ease a troubled mind like nothing else
Oh yeah, the moment's so divine and once again I find I'm overwhelmed
I am amazed, you have a way of changing everything You touch
All that I see makes me believe You care so much for me
I'm trusting You, do what you wanna do
I know my heart is safe in your hands
Trusting You, say that You'll see me through
This day, this night, I'm trusting You, I'm trusting You...(Tammy Trent)

Drim! Drim! Drim! Drim! Drim...the sound of Asad's heartbeat took Zoya to another planet of thoughts. Time stood still as she tried to recollect her sanity from this unwanted feeling. Zoya recalled how she was thinking about the differences a few hours ago and now she was holding him with all her might just to be relaxed. Like other time Asad also helped her this time. As her cry subsided Asad left her and stood some steps away and Zoya felt awkward. She had hugged her friends in the USA but neither looked so awkward to her. With him she sometimes lost track and did some unwanted things. Most of all she somehow felt protected yet he made her vulnerable with his mere touch. In all this she failed to realize that her heart was also beating the same pace with him.

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Asad stood there with her silently just to give support. It was meant to be innocent but he felt the strange feeling again. Suddenly, he did not want to put away from her, he felt his body reacting according to the way their heart was beating unitedly. He had hugged his friend who used to be girls when he was in College and University. So, it was normal for him to hug anyone, but he was wrong, he was feeling differently towards her. A strange feeling of loneliness, yet a cocoon of warmth surrounded him when he felt her heartbeat was quickening but her cry was muffled. Then, he got the cue to leave her. He stepped away and observed that she was feeling awkward. He cleared his throat and held her hand. "Come. With. Me." That's all he could ask at the very moment to overcome the situation.

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Zoya was utterly surprised when she heard his normal tone as if nothing had happened between them and gave a slight nod to her dress.

"You mean like this?" She did not try to free her hand, but held tightly as a support as he had already taken her to the door by then confirming he did not care about it at slightest.

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Half an hour later they were standing in front of the graves named "Rashid Ahmed Khan" and "Dilshad Ahmed Khan". She instantly recites dua for them and saw Asad was looking his Ammi's grave with solemn eyes. This time she wrapped her hand around his arms and tried to help him a little.

All will be okay, Mr. Khan." She smiled. Asad nodded and they were back to his SUV again. In their way they talked and tried to know each other a little. Their normal talks as a couple like what they like or dislike, their favorite destination, movies etc. Asad escorted her at the door of the apartment and went to his home.

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Zoya was tossing over her bed and memorizing the whole hectic evening as she caressed her ring over and over again. "Allah Miyaan! I am going to have a family; I am going to have some people of my own as I wished for years. Please give strength to love them. I want to help Mr. Khan all ways, always."

She was mumbling when her cell phone came alive. It reads-

"Asleep? I reached home 15 minutes before, now heading to bed. Good night.

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"Good Night. I wished to talk more about "us." But! Well! In Shaa Allah will again do that" Asad kept reading the message, his strange feeling was back and he exhaled it heavily. This evening surely turned a lot of equations between them. They became almost strangers to partners just by slipping their rings on the fingers. He was a way to practical man and this "Nikaah" was for a solid reason. He had recognized this evening that her mere touch was not the reason that made him elated, but her "us" in the message made him to just halt. He just wanted to go to her and said that he was also slowly being dependent on "us" like hers.

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Few Days Later

Zoya woke up suddenly with the ping of her cell phone.

"Good Morning. Sleep well? Heading to the office" it reads and then a smile came to her lips without her permission.

"Yes, I have overslept. Running out of time to office, will talk later." She jumped up in order to get ready.

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"Incredibly foolish" Asad muttered as he read the flash screen and then parked his SUV at the parking lot of his office. He did not get how a responsible person who had office could be late; well you would not blame him. The person who always loved his work than anything in the world how would he know the enjoyment of late morning sleeping? So, cut some slack!

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Zoya had skipped her breakfast in order to keep up with the meeting time. She and Humaira had to run at the last minute, but their presentation went well, which made them to celebrate their lunch. Humaira had called Ayaan and Zoya had texted Asad about it. Asad also congratulated her over the phone that was when he came to know she did not have breakfast.

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"Pagal Ladki" that was the line he had booked for Zoya over six hours ago and after all this time she came back as her original avatar. Asad would not believe it. He was furious as she was not taking care of her with all the tangled name of works. He felt frustrated and heavy. Why he was overthinking about her for last few days? That was the question which constantly nagging him, he could not sleep, he could not breathe as he could not think what he should feel or not. Every damn thing was messed up since he got the sandwiches and a note from her. Why she cared this much? He always was in control of his life, but from the engagement night he could not control anything, his thoughts about her, reaching heights of insanity.

After a lot of thinking and messing his head with a lot of unwanted feelings, he decided today he was going to take launch of her.

He came with the lunch boxes for them into Zoya's office, on a cue to his way he peeked through Humaira's cabin and watched a highly jovial Humaira, Zoya and Ayaan laughing out loud over something. They seemed to enjoy their little break. He stopped there as he watched them continue with their fun and all. He did not like to interrupt their moment, as he knew he was not that type of man and whenever he would enter the room, everyone would try to get somber and he was not allowing them to do it. So, he backed out of the door of the room and watched through the glass wall that Ayaan- Zoya teamed up against Humaira, teasing her with something as both high five together after earning a blush over Humaira's cheek. Humaira whacked Ayaan's head and the very moment Asad decided to go back to his office, handing the lunch boxes which he bought for Zoya, Humaira and Himself to the reception he stepped out.

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"Wow! That was a surprise. Thanks for the lunch and the food was yum! Thank you so much, Mr. Khan!" Asad was working on his laptop when he got her message. Zoya did not know Asad was, in her office as Asad had instructed the receptionist to not mention that he was there.

"You are welcome" Asad had replied back in a short time.

Zoya frowned a little watching his reply. Why cannot he say a little more? She sighed a little.

"Dinner from my side, we will celebrate our achievement. Let me call your siblings" Zoya counter replied.

"Okay" came from Asad. Is he busy? Zoya thought again, but brushed it off, of course he was busy.

Asad was not jealous. He just thought not to overstep to their funny moments. Zoya was jovial with Ayaan at the moment they met and he was curt with Zoya at the moment they met. This thought made him numb for a moment. Will she be happy with me? This thought crossed his mind for a second and he overlooked immediately mentally slapping himself. I will try as I promised.

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Later that Night

"Where are you? We all reached" Zoya's message was there when he had parked the SUV. He did not reply back.

Ayaan, Humaira, Nikhaat, Nuzhat and Zoya was waiting for Asad and choosing the dishes when Asad reached to the table. After greeting him, they indulged into their work again and Zoya gave a shy smile to him. He smiled back as he took his seat beside her. Zoya's Khol lined eyes lowered once. Then the message was on her cell phone screen,

"You look serene" She smiled as she loved the words he had used for complementing. They were not the general used one, but something different. Isn't that intense? She was wearing a faded blue jeans top with a navy blue long floral skirt whereas Asad was in a white shirt with navy blue denim.

They ate, they chatted and they had lots of fun as the evening passed, between the times two pairs of eyes just skimmed each other sideways silently. A while later, the music corner buzzed and they almost ran to the dance floor. Asad did not say anything as they were dancing like mad people. He just sat there as his eyes only followed every move that Zoya was doing. After a few minutes she sat beside him.

"What happened?" He had asked, adjusting his collar.

"Nothing, are you okay?" She asked with concern.

"Yeah" and suddenly the mood changed by the song. Asad pulled Zoya with him. "Let's dance." Zoya was shocked would be the understatement of the year. She was stupor, trying to process what that man had asked her to do. Asad did not care as he already grabbed her to the dance floor and started his moves. Well, that was not shocking! Indeed, he could dance as he was brought up in London, right.

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Asad was driving with Zoya. All his siblings went together with Humaira. Zoya was describing her deal, which she got animatedly and Asad was as usual the silent listener, just asking questions whenever required. When they were almost near Zoya's apartment, she suddenly squealed with joy. Well the reason was obvious the rain. Asad growled inwardly, but this time Zoya did not care of it. Last time she was out of his car for this particular reason but this time she was going to loot all the fun. She asked him to stop the car and he looked confused. She pointed him to bring the "chai" from the roadside stall and Asad muttered about something unhygienic. She feigned ignorance and ordered him to bring her a cup. Asad said he would make her a cup of tea once he went to home but she denied. She wanted "taporiwali chai" bas! So, as a good fiancee he had to run up to the stall in this drizzle and brought two cups of tea. Zoya hit the radio at once.

Diya dhakka raat ko aur ho gayi subah
Nakhreeli oss ko bhi hai liya manaa
Chhooti jo baat thi kar lee hai phir shuru
Raste bhi hans rahe jo hain chale
Bas main aur tu..bas main aur tu.. ho mmm, bas main aur tu...

The song played and the same moment Asad had entered the car with two mud pots of tea. It was then heavy pouring started; Asad put the pots on the dashboard. Asad was a little wet, so shook his hair to get rid of those rain drops and that fell on Zoya's face. Asad did not realize, but Zoya looked at him as if she was dazed and reached to dry his hair with a tissue, taking from a tissue box. Asad was startled, but bent a little to her for better access by fishing his handkerchief and thrashing it to her palm. Her smile widened involuntarily. Then, they sipped their tea and watched the continuous downpour.

Sochna jo kal hua, sochna kya hoga kal
Behne de befiqar, beparwah yeh saare pal
Chai mein biscuit duba, barish se boonde chura
Auron ki na soch tu aaja chale, yun main aur tu hmmm
Yun main aur tu hmmm...Yun main aur tu...

After sometime, they watch kids were playing football across the muddy field under the heavy rain. Asad grinned at them and Zoya nudged him to go. Getting out of his shoes and socks he ran to the field and agreed them to take him to the play. Zoya watched them through the dripping glasses and in the faint light that Asad was running with a football among all those kids. Zoya's eyes moistened, remembering what Ayaan had told him about their family. Who can tell, this man was bruised and never had a perfect childhood? Without his physical structure no one could make the differences between the kids and Asad as he was equally excited as them. Later, she had stepped out of the car too, and watched them play standing under the tree. Rain continued to wash over her, but did she care? Soon kids had found their only cheerleader laughing and jumping in the air and giggling with each every scene they were creating.

Baandh kanni chaand me chal apni patang udaayein
Aasman se phenk lungar taare kuch girayein
Kar baadal mutthi mein, darr laanghe chutki mein
Chale aaj chal iss tarah ki naa thhe ruke kabhi
Phir main aur tu hmm, phir main aur tu hmm, phir main aur tu...

Asad ran over her after their match finished and twirled her around in the air as the happiness radiated from his face. Then, he took her hand in his and started to walk.

"I can't drive now" He said.

"I know" Her teeth clattered. The excitement subsided and reality struck back.

"You will catch cold. Run" He almost took a step, but Zoya nodded negatively, she wants slow walk. He obliged and put his arm across her shoulder, pulling her closer to him, tried to provide some of body warmth though it was impossible. Zoya wrapped her hand around his waist. She was stunned to realize their physical closeness; it was awkward anymore, but becoming welcoming with time. They walked slowly together, in sync.

"It was fun" Zoya stated after sometime.

"Huh!" Asad was in the other world.

"The rain and all" She replied. "See rain is not that bad as you think"

"Yeah" He sighed.

"I truly enjoyed it with you. You look totally different when you came out of your shell" Her eyes were shining.

"You did that, really?" Asad only heard the "enjoy" part.

"Huh!" Zoya was confused.

"You enjoyed my company, you feel happy with me?" A direct question was thrown at her.

"Of course, I feel happy." Zoya said. I enjoy your presence always near me, be it you as an akdu be it you as a kid, Mr. Khan.In this few days whenever you are not with me I feel lost, I feel sad. She pondered but could not say it.

Kuch bhi naa maangu main, kisi ki naa maanu main
Khush hai tu sang hai tu, bas itna jaanu main
Jo degi haath tu, dunga main saath yun
Main tere sath hoon, chal ab chal pade
Ab main aur tu hmm, ab main aur tu hmm hmm, aab main aur tu...

"Thank you, Miss Farooqui" He murmured, looking sidewise at her.

"And what is that for?" She frowned.

"It feels great to know that I have the capacity to make someone happy" He reasoned.

"Oh! Trust me, Mr. Khan, you are better at it. To confirm it ask your siblings"

"I don't want to. I trust you" He replied. Both looked at each other for some time.

"You have one of the best qualities like your father and both of your mothers" Zoya whispered. Asad stopped on the spot as he heard it.

"Mothers?"

"Yes, both of them have the same quality" Zoya said. Asad's hand loosened, they were standing in front of the main gate of her apartment.

"Please, Go inside, Miss Farooqui" He breathed and did not want to hear anything from her.

"I am going, Mr. Khan, but please think once and forgive her, and she got her fair share of pain already. She loves you"

"I know and she was not at fault in all this. I never complained about her"

"But you never openly accepted her too, right. Please, let it go. Let yourself free from this all burdens. Do it for you" Zoya clasped his hand tightly. Asad nodded a little.

"I cannot promise you, Miss Farooqui, but I will try" He said.

Zoya smiled and hugged him again, not realizing what she was doing in excitement.

"I know you will, Mr. Khan. I trust you"

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Thank you all for your wonderful comments. Want to know your views about this update as well. Thank you again. Will come back to reply comments later.

Lots of love 🤗

Swapno

Wowie ka zowie 😆
It was so much wonderful ypdate nd more
M in love with this one seriously
The way u write with those beautifully written lines
Nd then in between the dotted lineslines 👏
Truly appreciable
Nd I just love the song sequence
Enjoyed their convoconvo 😃
All in all it was keenly pennedpenned 😛

Yayyy me first
Aur wo bhi sadia ke thread pe
Gud job sue **thapthapaing myself at the back 😉 😆

Beautiful chapter

Originally posted by: swapno

Surbhi🤗

did anyone say that you are amazing, funny and a beautiful person!!

I just love your comment !!

It always brings smile !!

Glad you loved it...

and I love you too..

Update your story soon and please make Asad- Zoya together for once😛

Keep loving!!

Aww thanku sadia 🤗
M flattered lol
Thanks yar
Chalo meri wajah se smile to aayi tere chere pe 😆
😳
Love u sho much ❤️
and my story ...ohk i'll bring them closer
M not well so haven't wrote the update
Will do soonishsoonish 😉

Originally posted by: suearmaniac

Yayyy me first
Aur wo bhi sadia ke thread pe
Gud job sue **thapthapaing myself at the back 😉 😆

Originally posted by: swapno

Huh!! Pagal Ladki !!😆

Like Asad's style😉

Awww...congratulations!!🤗

Now update "unique love"..otherwise patting will turn into beating😆

Unique love abhi likha nhi mene
M sick

Originally posted by: muskaan17rocks

Beautiful chapter

Loved it

Especially the whole rain sequence

Please continue soon 😊