Part 5
Belle Marries the Beau
Zoya stood by the window looking at the sunrise; this would be last she was seeing from this house. She turned and looked around the room. These walls had been witness to a lot...tears, sorrows, joy, terror-...
"Hey zoe", Muskaan entered with a smile on her face.
"hi..." her chain of thoughts left alone.
"C'mon quick and please open these.." she signaled towards a series of servants holding on to the gift packages as Muskaan started directed them to place the stuff around.
"What... what are these?", Zoya asked flabbergasted.
"Well, They came from Asad's house, for you."
"For me?", she looked at the stack of packages and then back at Muskaan, he eyes wide.
"Nahi... mere liye", she moved towards her "Arre bhei shaadi teri hai to ye sab bhi to tera hi ho ga na! chal ab yahan a or khol ye sab"
And one by one she started opening the gift boxes, each and every piece was one of its own kind. They contained from the lehnga she was supposed to wear on the Nikkah, chosen by Asad of course, to a range of nail paints she could use.
An odd feeling crossed her heart. The moment, this moment, was precious. Not because of all the glitter in front of her eyes but because of the love these things dripped with. She held the dress in her hands thinking the unthinkable, looking at something in abstract in the air as Muskaan prepped things to make her ready for the big day.
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Asad's eyes fell on the entrance, when he heard a collective gasp from the crowed.
He held his breath as he felt the time freeze. The lights dimmed and a lone spot light focused on her as she descended the staircase, alone. The glitter and shimmer of the silver beadwork on her hot pink dress dimmed from the glow on her face. Her eyes were lowered and a color adorned her cheeks while her lips wore a shy smile.
The gait she moved with had its own grace, Asad moved forward unconsciously, halting right in the middle of the hall and looked at her.
Every step she took raised Asad's heartbeat. The nose pin moving with her undertaking rang bells in his heart. The sound of her anklets filling contentment in his soul. The jingle from the bangles made his every pore shiver to the core. She looked like an angel coming down from the heaven, his angel.
As she reached the stage, Asad, still dazed by her and supremacy of this moment, forwarded his hand to her which she obliged and stood next to him.
Holding her hand sent shivers down his spine. He felt as if he had been alone for a thousand years and now suddenly in this moment, with all the doubts fading away, with just them and a little contended world created in these moments, he was completed.
Zoya's condition was nothing less. She was feeling a lot of everything together. Holding Asad's hand for the first time gave her Goosebumps while his looks had stumped her the moment she took an eye-full of him. She felt breaking free of all the fears, how can she love if she were afraid? At once her heart decided on living this moment and letting the rest go. Trusting the fate and enjoying this paucity, she looked at the man besides her and a small smile crossed her lips, a warm contended curling of lips.
Their thoughts were put to rest by the Qazi as the Nikkah came in the order.
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Some things will always be the same; no matter how advanced we get as a human race. Zoya had literally cried buckets hugging Muskaan. But what actually surprised Asad was her quick farewell to her parents, but then maybe they didn't make it long because of emotional turmoil they might be feeling at that part of time, Asad reasoned himself and let the matter slip. He had more important matters to look onto, Like this prettiest woman on earth sitting right next to him. He smiled and looked at her. They were settled in his car waiting for everyone else to settle in their own vehicles so that they could make a move.
There was an awkward silence in the car as Asad looked for words to break the ice while Zoya sat there in the after-cry mode.
"Mmm... its OK", he said making her look at her. "Its ok Zoya, I'll bring you to your family whenever you'll say", He said with a tight smile to which she just continued to stare at him.
Asad was about to say something when he was signaled to drive.
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They reached home in about half an hour, the journey was quiet but he kept stealing glances at her.
"Welcome to your home Zoya", Asad said as he halted the car.
"M-my?"
"Um- hmm yours", he said smiling and placed his hand on hers. Before she could react or pull away Dilshaad Knocked Asad's Window telling him to come out of the car.
Asad came out and went to her side and like a true gentleman open the door and held out his hand for her, helping her out of the car.
"Arre ese kaisay Asad Bhai?", Said his cousin out of nowhere when they were stepping inside the house.
"Kyun kya hua?" Asked a confused Asad.
"Oho... Bhabhi ko ander lana hai na to aisey nai lane dein gey hum"
"Mere bhai, paisay na larkiyan mangti hain, tu na larka hai"
"Oh really?thanks for the info, ye to mujhe pata e nahi tha", he said sarcastically.
"To phir kya hai Zaroon, jaldi bol na", Asad said annoyed.
"Tujhe na Bhabhi ko goad me utha kar ander room tak le jana ho ga"
"Oh acha... wait-WHAT?", he looked down at zoya to see her eyes popped out, like his own.
"Mom... Dad?", Asad looked at his parents for help to which Rashid shrugged.
"Dekho bhyi ye tum bachon ka mamla hai... I am just going to wait and enjoy", she shrugged too.
Asad looked at his parents in shock; He really doubted at times if he was actually their son! They never missed a chance to get him kicked in the ass by his cousins; He looked down at Zoya not knowing what to do.
"What? Now don't tell me you are planning to spend the rest of the night on the doorstep! It's already late Ass-ad", Zaroon teased him with a special addition of the nick name Asad hated him for! Mahn! He was thoroughly enjoying the show.
"Zarooon" he looked at him pleading.
"Asaaad" he replied in the same tone.
"Chalo bhi jo bhi karna hai be quick! Its late..." came Rashid.
"han han Asad its late... wese bhi tuje Bhabhi k sath room me nai jana, raat yahin guzar gayi to tera kya ho ga bhai?", Zaroon butted in.
Asad blushed pink and lowered his gaze, but then seeing no other option he sighed and turned towards Zoya and looked at her.
Zoya had her gaze fixed to the ground and her cheeks were unusually pink. And just like that she felt her feet off the ground and next moment she was in Asad's arms.
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So as they say, All good things come to an end quickly, so did the way to his room. Where all his sisters were waiting and well of course they took Zoya inside with them. Poor Mr. Khan left outside with his raging hormones!
"Ahem! Control!" came an irritating voice.
"Oh not again! Tum phir yaha a gaye?", retorted Asad.
"Hah! You and angry? In just two words? The marriage hormones are in course it seems!, Zaroon raised his eyebrows at him.
And just like that Asad smiled, This man, Zaroon, right in front of him had the ability to make him smile in any situation, be it this one or back in school getting punished by the teacher.
Zaroon was Asad's cousin, and more than that, his best friend in every sense of the word. They had grown up together and had loved the other more than themselves. And like every other time when they could read each other by a single look, Zaroon knew that there was something fishy in this marriage fiasco, now of course everyone else did too. But here, we are talking about the fishy part of the fishy itself!
"So?"
"So?"
"You know what I am talking about Asad"
"Zaroon please! Not just tonight, ok?" Asad said with pleading eyes.
"OHkay... not tonight but then it won't be "just" Asad, tu is baat ko bohot latkaye ga phir"
"Pata nahi Zaroon but I don't have the heart to tell her, especially when everything is happening at this pace and please... for now... I just don't wanna talk about it Ok?"
"Ohkay!", Zaroon sighed and patted his back. This man will never change', he thought. He just prayed silently that Asad washes off the marks of what haunts him even after so many years...
____________________________________________________ Hey everyone!
I know, I know it has been very long. But then I'm stuck in a stupid place and as a matter of fact there is no chance I get out of here soon enough! Got a chance and updated, so as soon as i get another I'll update but i don't know when will that be. :/
Also that because i wrote it in a hurry, i don't know how has it come out, please forgive me if I didn't live up to the expectations!
Note:
Having said that about the next update I will also like to inform you all that you'll see unexpected turns and twists as the story progresses and trust me, i have all plans of keeping my readers on the edge of their seats, anticipating what might happen next... *evil smiles* 😉
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Nayab Edited by janaa_way - 10 years ago
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