ASYA FF - Battle of Memories *Complete* Notes on Pg 90 - Page 21

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Part 14

Episode 15

Asad, "The car is here. Shall we go?"

"Ya. Sure."

"I'll take the baaag...What? I mean. Sorry."

"Is there a problem?"

Clearing his throat, "uhm..It won't be nice if we reach Bhopal with you dressed like this."

"Why? This shirt is just perfect for me."

"Yes. It is. But, we are not going to America."

"Hm..But I like it", admiring herself in the mirror. She was wearing his shirt and jeans, "I don't want to travel in a saree. Let's go."

Asad looked after her, amused; before carrying the bags to the car.

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Asad was driving while Zoya was sitting in the passenger seat enjoying music and admiring the scenery outside.

"Mr. Asad, I think we should have more constructions for providing shades and look at the land...They are so barren. They should bring in more green plantation technology they use in..."

Asad wasn't listening. He was smiling to himself thinking about how talkative she was and is. Suddenly he stopped the car. She jerked forward not expecting the break, "What happened?"

He turned to look at her with a small smile admiring her surprised face, "How about a cup of chai and some snacks?"

Zoya looked out of the window to see a small tea shop opposite the road, standing alone in the highway. Asad got out of the car followed by Zoya. The boy who was working in the shop came running towards them least bothered about the cars passing by.

"Hai...be careful, " she called out to him. Asad just smiled hearing her.

"Bhaiya. Kiya chaiya?"

"Dho chai. Dho pakoday."

The boy ran back to the shop to get the order.

Zoya, "Asad, this is so wrong. There should be a Stop sign and a zebra crossing and the speed limit."

Asad started laughing much to the annoyance of Zoya, "Why are you laughing?"

"No, I'm just amused by how talkative you were and are."

Asad had an upper hand because he knew her while she had no idea of him.

The boy came back bringing the food. Zoya took the tea glasses. She saw that he was lost in thoughts. "Hello. Chai lailo. It's too hot."

The tea glass being hot she trusted it into his hands, who jerked at the sudden heat, spilling the tea all over his shirt.

"Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. I didn't mean to."

"It's ok, " wiping off the tea. He gave the glass back to the boy and paid him the money before going to change his shirt. When he took off his shirt, Zoya noticed the bullet mark on his shoulders and touched it to feel it. Asad who was searching for a new shirt looked up at her. For a moment both of them lost in each other's eyes. Zoya was the first to come out of the gaze when a drop of water fell down from the heavens to her cheeks. She looked up at the fast moving clouds. It started to drizzle.

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The rain hammered on the car's metal roof and Asad slowly steered the car through the wet darkness.

Zoya exclaimed her unhappiness, "There are no proper streetlights. And what a road! Phew!"

"By the way how did you know my name?"

"No, I didn't. What did I say?"

"You said, "Asad Humeira..."

"Oh! I might have said a sad Humeira. Not Asad."

(I'm really sorry if this is too lame! I had no other go! Sorry!)

"Who calls a friend sad'?"

"I call her sad'. She calls me mad'. Got a problem?"

"Not at all. Finally an explanation!"

"Asad!"

With the indicator on, he moved the car slowly on the bumpy road towards his house battling the rain. "I hope your ammi is alright. Why is she not admitted in the hospital?"

Asad stopped his car, "The doctor comes to our house."

Zoya, "Why did you stop the car?"

Asad, "This is my house." pointing to the window on her side. She turned to look at a grandeur house behind a grand gate. The view wasn't clear, thanks to the rain. A lightening struck giving a better view.

Zoya looked at it in awe, "Wow. Is this by any chance Bhoot bungalow?"

Asad just laughed and took his phone to call someone. An old man came with an umbrella and opened the gates and rushed to Asad's side. Asad opened his door. The guy held out the umbrella for him.

"Can you bring another umbrella?"

"Sure", handing the umbrella to him and going inside. Asad went to Zoya's side of the car. She opened the door and came out. Asad, "He has gone to get another umbrella."

Zoya, "We can go in this one. Why bother him in this rain?" holding Asad's hands on the handle. Both of them looked at each-other at the feel of the touch. They looked away being conscious, letting go off the handle at the same time and holding it again at the same time. Asad cleared his throat, "Let's go." holding the handle. Zoya just nodded yes and both of them walked slowly towards Asad's house. They walked in silence, both of them conscious of being close to each-other. The man came with another umbrella. Zoya was about to take it when Asad said, "Get the bags please."

And he left with the umbrella to take the bags.

Asad was enjoying his wife's company when the front porch lights came on and the front door opened. An elderly lady came out with the servants of the house. Asad, "Ammi?!" leaving the umbrella to Zoya and running forward to greet her. Asad, "Ammi. You look quite healthy. What's the problem?"

Ammi, "You are the problem. You are getting married tomorrow. You would not have come if I hadn't faked my illness."

(To be continued...)

Part 16

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Whoa
W*F
Asad getting married
He soo.needs to.tell his mom
I wonder how Zoya will react

Heyyy...Gisel 😳
Thanx for the P.M...
I liked this update...it was good and well written...
So Zoya is not so uncomfortable with Asad's presence...
Now what Asad's mother tricked him ?
Will Love to see Zoya's reaction now...
Continue soon..

shocking twist

nice work...
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update soonish

What he is getting marry but with whom plzz continue soon anway nice update 😃