AsYa(KaBhi)Asad Ahmed Khan Ki Dulhaniya T5: Link 2 T6 |Pg 1| Jun 12 - Page 37

Originally posted by: Splash-ASYA

u've been teasing us for soo long now. update asap plz

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Originally posted by: MayurChan

Hmm...
Phir kab..?

Originally posted by: Aazeen02

Chahat, update please... 😃

Originally posted by: PriyaCherry

Thanks for this teaser.

It was Very Nice and Interesting.😊

What the song Rashid sing?

Please Update Next part soon,I am waiting here.😊

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(MISSING ASAD( KSG) and ASYA(KABHI) Very Much)

PriyaCherry

Chapter 15 a

Asad and Zoya were growing together as a couple. Their unspoken feelings for one another grew with every passing moment. All was well between them. Asad was getting ready for college and Zoya was with Noor and Sabreen telling them about the latest developments in her and Asad's relationship. She wasn't leaving anything out. Zoya's phone beeped and she saw the schedule alert she had set a couple of weeks ago. At first she became sad and had thoughtful expresions on her face which then changed to that of excitement. Noor and Sabreen did not understand her changing emotions. Zoya once again looked at her cell phone and blushed.

"Zoya? Kya hua?" Sabreen asked her. "Dadis, day after tomorrow we have saree day at the college! I'm so excited." They did not understand her excitment. "Zoya, so what if there is saree day at the college? Waise bhi you don't know how to drape a saree." Noor thought this would mellow Zoya's excitement.

Zoya's eyes grew as big as saucers, "Wo hi toh dadis! I don't know how to drape a saree. If I don't know how to do it then I will need help and who will be that lucky one who will get to help me?" Zoya moved her eyebrows up and down rapidly and repeatedly. Noor and Sabreen understood the meaning behind Zoya's excitement. "Zoya you don't have to tell us everything, besharam kahin ki!" Both Noor and Sabreen exclaimed. "Dadis haven't you heard jisne ki sharam uske phoote karam'?" They smiled and also did feel embarrassed as Zoya told them in signals what her plan was. She did not need to tell them now they would have to go out of the house and let their grand kids be alone. Zoya began to dance free style repeating the same words. "Yay! Parso college mein saree day hai." Asad heard Zoya's voice and came to dadis' room. He saw her dancing and chanting, Yay! Parso college mein saree day hai.' "Hello! Is this the Insitute of Mental Health and Hospital, Agra?" Zoya stopped dancing at once. She stomped her feet and came towards Asad. "How rude!" She said like a cute kid and then went to her room.

Asad at the moment did not understand Zoya's excitement for saree day. "What the hell are you doing, Zoya? Couldn't you lock the door?" Asad turned 180 degrees as soon as he entered their room in the evening on returning from college. "What am I doing? Nothing Asad, I am just practicing to wear the saree. By the way if I did not lock the door you too did not knock on the door." Zoya paused the How to wear a saree' video on youtube she was watching on her laptop. "Why do I need to knock on the door it is my room." "Wohi toh Asad how can I lock the door of your room. I can't lock my husband out of the room. What will dadis think of me?" Zoya said being all innocent. "OK let's agree to disagree about locking the door but if you are learning how to wear a saree, where is the saree?" Asad asked without looking at Zoya who was standing there in her choli and underskirt. "Asad before draping the saree I need to wear the underskirt and choli properly. I was able to get the first two hooks but can't get the other two, please come and help me." "Who me?" "Yes you." "Why me?" "Asad, you have to do it for me. After the wedding a husband helps the wife to do these things." "I'll go call one of the dadis to help you." "Stop. Asad you can't go call them for help. Waise bhi they are not at home and if they were what will they think if you tell them you are there but I need them to put the hook? They will be worried that we have either fought or we have bedroom problems. Asad they will be worried and I don't want them to be worried. Do you?" Zoya knew the answer to her questions. Asad would not want to worry them.

Asad slowly step by step approached her. Both Asad and Zoya felt currents run throught their body when his fingers touched her back. Zoya was losing control and she was falling back towards Asad but he composed himself and fixed the hooks. "Done." He said and stepped back. "Asad you did not tie the dori of the choli. Who will do that?" Asad was trying to tie the dori. "Asad, I asked you to tie the dori not to play with them." "I am not playing I am trying to tie it." "Asad it is as simple as tying the shoe laces. Yaad hai sometimes you used to tie the shoe laces for me." Asad gave her a khadus look. Does she not understand the difference between me tying her shoe laces when we were kids and now tying the dori of her choli when I am her husband?' He closed his eyes and imagined that he was tying her shoe laces. A wide smile came to his face as he was done in half a minute.

"I just don't get it what is so excting about Saree day?" Asad asked on seeing Zoya's excitment. Asad bhi na, he is such a bholu. What's the excitement about Saree day? Wasn't what just happened exciting for him? Mere liye toh tha.' Zoya did not speak out her thoughts. She just kept on smiling as she knew what she was planning on next. He thought that the torture was done with. He was going to freshen up. "Asad, where are you going? I need help to drape the saree." "Zoya I am going to freshen up and please call dadi for help. Mujhe saree pehenana nahi aata." "I hope he knows how to do the opposite of it!" Zoya mumbled. "Kya bola?" Asad asked glaring at her. Zoya palm shut her mouth. Then in a low voice she spoke. "Nothing. I just said that I need help and if you don't know how to do it you should learn after all I too learned how to stitch a button." Zoya was also being frustrated with Asad not coming close to her as he was with her making him come close to her. He anyways could not back out from helping her. "OK now tuck this in." Zoya gave Asad the upper border of the saree. He looked at her. "Zoya you can do it on your own. I will help you with the pleats and the pallu." Something is better than nothing.' Zoya reminded herself. Asad helped her drape the saree. Zoya admired herself in the mirror. "Nahi I did not like this one." Zoya removed the saree threw it which fell on Asad as he came out of the washroom. "Zoya!!!" "Asad please don't shout. I did not like that saree. Accha see I have these picture which came along with the sarees tell me na which one should I wear on saree day." Zoya showed Asad some pictures of sarees and also how they would look after being draped.

He took them and asked her to go change till he picked one out. Zoya went to change. When she came out of the washroom Asad was not in the room. She searched for him in the house but he was missing.

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Zoya, Noor and Sabreen had asked at the main house of Asad was there but he was not. Zoya tried calling up on his cell phone but he had forgotten it at home. She was worried sick for him. He came home after an hour or so. "Asad where were you? Do you know who worried have we been for you? Zoya had been worried sick foryou. She has been crying non stop. You forgot your cell phone at home. Haddh hoti hai laparwahi ki." Noor and Sabreen both scolded Asad. Zoya heard dadis scolding and came out of the room. She ran to Asad and hugged him. Asad tried to console her but she was not letting go of him. After a few minuted when she was sure that he was fine she let go off him and began slapping his upper arm. "Where were you? I have been calling up every one we know to find out about you. Aisa bhi koi karta hai. I was so worried for you but you do not care for me. I am kutty with you. I will not speak with you." Zoya went to the room and threw his pillow out on the floor. She pointed at the pillow, then Asad and then to the couch. Asad gave her a smile and then showed her a shopping bag. He thought she would take it but she slammed the door. He left the bag at the door. After a few minutes Zoya opened the door and snuck her head out of the opening. There was no one in sight. She picked up the bag and quickly shut the door. Zoya loved gifts and especially as this one was from Asad. She tore the gift wrap and saw a saree box. "Asad bhi na, he is so cute. He had come tired from the college and even then he went out to get a saree for me. Haye!" She opened the saree box and her expressions changed. "Oh toh this is what Asad Ahmed Khan got for me. Don't worry hubby dear, if you are Asad Ahmed Khan toh main bhi Asad Ahmed Khan ki dulhaniya hoon. Wait and watch." Zoya smiled naughtily. Asad had asked her if she liked his gift and she gave him a positive reply.

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The sun rays crept in to the room and filled it with a warm glow. Asad reluctantly opened his eyes. The view was fuzzy so he rubbed his eyes to clear the vision. Her skin on her bare back radiated from the sun rays creeping into the room. His eyes moved up to her slender neck and then down the bottom of her sari scanning every detail, burning each one in his mind. He lay there enjoying the view. She saw him looking at her and their eyes met through the mirror. "Oh Asad, it's good that you are awake." She turned to him and began to speak. He was just not hearing the words as he continued to admire his beautiful wife dressed in a turquoise pre-stitched sari gown with gold pitta embroidery on sheer net bodice. It had a fitted silhouette and cowls in the hip area. The saree gown did justice to her figure.

Zoya snapped her fingers in front of his eyes. "Hello Earth to Asad! Earth to Asad!!" Asad did not like being disturbed when he was admiring Zoya even if it was she herself to disturbed him. "What?" He asked annoyed. "Asad I am going to SK mansion. Wo kya hai na I don't have matching earrings for this saree gown. Ammi has this beautiful this pair of cobalt blue clear crystal and diamond teardrop silver dangle earrings, I know too much detail and you won't understand but Asad meri kabse nazar thi unpar and even Humi wants them but now I have the chance of getting it and then I am not giving them back. OK bye, erm I have set out all your things so get ready and I will be back in some time." Zoya was at the door of their bedroom. Asad was admiring her. Suddenly he came out of his la la land. "Zoya stop!" "Kya hua?" "Zoya you can't go to SK mansion or anywhere else wearing this saree gown!" "Why not?" "Zoya it's backless! Pecche kuch bhi nahi hai." "Oh come on Asad don't be a child. Waise bhi it is not backless, there is a sheer net bodice. Look closely there is a net and net is type of a clothing material." "But Zoya..." "But wut kuch nahi. I will wear it Asad after all aap itne pyar se mere liye laye hain."

Asad regretted getting her the saree gown inorder to escape helping her in draping the saree. He was feeling trapped in his own plan. "Zoya, please don't wear this saree gown and go to SK mansion or to college." Zoya hid her smile. "Asad toh main kya pehnoo?" Zoya asked innocently. "Zoya you have so many sarees wear one from them." "But Asad you know na if I wear a saree you will have to help me. I know you did not want to help me that is why you got the saree gown but now..." Asad jumped out of bed. "Arre nahi Zoya, it is not like that wo toh I wanted to get something special for you na so I got the saree gown. I don't have nay problem helping you get dressed. Ab dekho you would tie the knot of my tie for me if needed to hai na? Toh why can't I help you wear your saree and also with your choli hooks and doris. After all I am your husband and this is one thing that a husband must do for his wife. Help her out in every situation. I will help you get ready."

Asad was ready to do anything to get her out of that saree gown and for her to wear another saree with not much revealing back. "Hmm what should I wear?" Zoya stood in front of her cupboard. "Zoya may I pick out a saree for you? Wo kya hai na the ones you are looking at can be worn to a party or some other function. College mein itni bhari saree nahi pehente." "You want to pick out a saree for me?" "Why can't I? You decide the clothes I wear daily so for once could you wear my choice of saree." "Ok." Asad picked out a beautiful off white embroidered saree for Zoya.

The saree would accentuate her femininity. He went to freshen up till she got changed into the choli and underskirt. He helped her drape it. The currents which ran through their bodies at the time were enough to provide electricity to a house.

Zoya, Humaira and Najma were all going to go to the college together. Asad had the first two lectures free so he thought of taking care of a very important work.

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Dilshad and Razia were done sending their respective husbands and daughters off for the day. Feeling relaxed they were sipping their tea when Asad entered through the main door of SK mansion. "Arre Asad beta, how come you have come here? Aaj bade dino ke baad rasta kaise bhool gaye?" Dilshad sweetly asked Asad. "Asad beta betho, will you have some tea?" Razia offered to make tea for Asad. He stood there staring at his mother and his mother in law. They too looked at him. He was clearly frustrated and they had a calm peaceful smile on their face. "Thank you Razia chachi I will not have tea. Ammi, chachi I need to speak with the two of you." Dilshad and Razia tried very hard to conceal their smile. "Haan bolo beta koi problem?" Asad looked around. "If the two of you don't mind can we speak in either of your rooms? I need to speak with you in privacy." Asad, Dilshad and Razia went to Razia's room.

"Ammi, Razia chachi I want you to call dadis back over here. It has been a month that they have been living in our house and ..." A frustrated beyond measures Asad looked at Raiza and Dilshad. They sat there listening to him vent out his frustration. "I know Asad with Ammi and Sabreen khala being at your place..." Razia looked at Dilshad and she continued. "Asad we can understand what you and Zoya must be going through. Trust me we are going through it even now. I know them being there is affecting Zoya and your privacy." Asad looked at his mother and smiled. "Exactly it is a matter of my and Zoya's privacy." Asad ran his fingers though his hair. "I knew it ye ammi and chachi will not give our bacchas any porviacy." Razia commented and Dilshad agreed. "Ek minute, you two think we are not getting privacy?" "Haan." "Actually it is the opposite of it. We are getting too much privacy. Ok I need to come clean with you guys because I know Zoya will not as she does not understand the gravity of the matter." Dilshad and Razia were all ears.

"Ammi Zoya and I are not planning to make the two of you grandmothers so soon and so we have not done anything in that matter." Asad tried to tell them that he and Zoya had not consummated their marriage. "Haan beta we know." "You know?" Asad was pleasantly shocked. "Oh right Zoya must have spoken with you." "Zoya kya kahegi she is one duffer that is why we got her a prescription for BCPs." Razia said. Asad was sipping water and spat it out when he heard about BCPs. "BCPs?" "Asad, birth control pills." Dilshad educated Asad with the full form of BCPs. "Why does she have a prescription of birth control pills?" Asad looked at them like he was a dead man walking. "Oh so you take care of the precautions. Good boy. Dekha Dilshad this is today's generation. They know that taking care of such things is not just the wifes duty but also theirs." Razia praised her son in law. "Arre, precaution toh we will need when we do something na?" Asad was now frustrated. "Zoya aur main dono kuware hain." Dilshad and Razia both were confused. "Asad tum dono shaadi shuda ho kuware nahi." "Arre not that kuware I mean we are both virgins. We have not consummated out marriage. We had decided to wait till after she graduates. That is why we said walima after she graduates. Ab samajh mein aaya?"

Asad knew that it was a bit of a shock for both Razia and Dilshad. He kneeled down in front of them and took their hands in has. "Ammi, chachi dadis living with us has helped Zoya and I come closer on an emotional level. I am greatful for that but ammi it is difficult for me to be so close to Zoya and be away from her. Zoya and I did not share a bedroom before but now we share a bed. Ammi, chachi I need to tell you all of this I need to share it with someone. Zoya rolls in her sleep and she sleeps almost on me... She sews the buttons for me and it has an effect on me but I have to ignore it... parson aur aaj toh hadh ho gayi she made me help her wear her saree... I would not mind doing it if we would have confessed out love but right now it is very difficult for me to control myself and it is becoming hard with every move which she makes towards me. I have made a promise to myself and her that we will wait. I don't want to break that promise. I can control but I am a man afterall. How much self control do I have left in me? Ammi, chachi please understand my situation. I know your life has been easy with dadis at our place but please can you call them back? I know the two of you have been living in peace for the last whole month but please call them back." Razia and Dilshad promised Asad that Noor and Sabreen would no longer live with him and Zoya. They had a full proof plan to call Noor and Sabreen back to SK mansion, a plan would never fail.

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"Zoya, ye ammi ke ladle yahan kya kar rahe hain?" Asad asked Zoya on coming out of his room when he saw Rashid and Gafur at his home early Tuesday morning. Zoya slapped him on the upper arms. "Asad, one of them is your father and the other is mine. One of them is your father in law and the other is mine. Tameez se baat kijiye." "Hello, if I would have gone to ammi this early in the morning then even abbu would have called me the same. What are they doing here? Wo bhi in this condition! Devdas lag rahe hain dono. Actually more than devdas they look like PPP." Asad was enjoying seeing Rashid and Gafur in a bad state. "PPP wo kya hota hai?" Zoya had never heard this abbreviated term before. "Patni peedit pati." Asad explained. "I don't know what the exact matter is but yhey are here to convince dadis to go back home with them." Zoya said sadly. "Oh really! Oh really?" Asad was excited but then changed his tone and faked sadness. Asad and Zoya went to the living room. Noor and Sabreen were both sad of leaving Asad and Zoya but they had to put their ladle above all.

Noor and Sabreen decided to go home. Zoya went to help them pack their things. "Abbu, Gafur abbu what happened? I have never seen the two of you like this." Asad was curious. "Asad, let me be clear I was not wrong. Yeh toh bas jaise gehu ke saath ghun pista hain just like that I am suffering along with Rashid." Gafur looked at Rashid who hid his face in his palms. "Abbu, hua kya?" "Arre, ye bhi koi baat hui? It was just a small issue and your mother made a mountain out of a mole. First of all, she was the one who came up with the idea and then she is making me suffer."

Asad was frustrated at Rashid. "Abbu, kya hua? What did you do? Did you fight with ammi?" Rashid felt offened as he felt Asad's tone to be accusatory. "I did nothing wrong. Gafur bhai and I just played antakshari with your ammi and chachi." "It was Razia and bhabhi's idea. You and Zoya don't live at home. Ammi and khala are also here. Najma and Humaira don't have time. Ab the four of us thought that we will have some fun so were playing antakshari." Gafur told Asad. "OK." Asad looked at Rashid for more details. "I had to sing with m' and I..." Asad's eyes popped. "Abbu, tell me you did not sing that song!" Rashid nodded without looking at Asad. "Abbu, there is a golden rule of playing antakshari. You never sing that song when the wife is around." Asad could not believe that his father was that brave or that foolish to sing that song in front of his wife. "Which song?" Zoya asked on hearing about some song. "Nothing, koi song nahi." "Asad tell me na kya hua?" Zoya was pulling Asad's sleeve and asking him. "You have to know everything kya?" "Yes, I have to after all it is about my family."

"My ammi abbu and you ammi abbu were playing antakshari males vs females and abbu sang a song jisko sunkar..." "Which song?" Zoya asked. "I am not mad to sing that song in front of you. Abbu aap bhi na..." Asad, Gafur and Rashid exchanged looks. Zoya wanted to know the song but she knew that Asad would not tell her. She left for a moment and called up Dilshad. "Hello, ammi, Zoya here. Ammi kya hua? Are you alrght?" Dilshad tried to be calm. "Haan beta I am fine." "Ammi am I not your daughter? Can't you share your troubles with me like you woulds with Najma. Bataiye na kya hua? Rashid abbu sang some song for you... what did he sing?" Dilshad told her the song that Rashid sang and then hung up. Zoya could not believe it Rashid sang that song. "Abbu how could you?" Rashid looked guiltily at Zoya. "I sang it but Gafur bhai was the one who prompted the song to me." Zoya now looked at her father. "Mujhe meri biwi se bachao... Abbu is this the kind of songf to sing for your wife? How ouwld you feel if ammi sang main kya karoon Ram mujhe budhha mil gaya'?" Asad pinched the bridge of his nose. He knew that the tremors of the earthquake that came at SK ansion would not be felt at his home.

"Zoya stop making them feel guilty. Think about a solution, ammi ko manana hai." Asad took her aisde. She began thinking and so did he. They looked at Rashid and Gafur then burst pout laughing. Rashid and Gafur had the expressions of a kindergarten going kid. Sabreen and Noor heard Asad and Zoya laugh. "Why are the two of you laughing at the sorry state of our sons?" "Dadis if you would ome to know what they have done..." Zoya covered her mouth to muffle her laughter. "Dadis they were playing antakshari with ammi and chachi and abbu sang mujhe meri biwi se bachao'..." Asad began to laugh. "Rashid! Did you really sing the song?" Sabreen was angry. To everyones surprise scolded Rashid and not isde with him saying haan my bahu is such that my beta needs saving from her'. "Ammi..." "Kya? Rashid Dilshad I my bahu and we have that relationship where we can say things about each other but I will not tolerate you teasing my daughter in law like that. Maafi maango uss se! Manao use!" Noor agreed with Sabreen and also tol Gafur to do the same in Razia's case.

Asad send away Noor, Sabreen and Zoya to do the packing as their glares were making Rashid and Gafur feel bad. "OK, now abbu, chachu I agree with dadis and Zoya. Ammi and chachi ko manana hoga." "How?" Rashid and Gafur both looked at Asad. Gafur and Rashid both had their own ways but this was time for that extra special touch. "OK first, abbu you go to the florist and get ammis favorite flowers. She loves choclates but also worried about her weight so get her diet special chocolates but make sure that she knows you got it out of love and care for her and not because she needs to diet. To say sorry hold your ears and do situps! Abbu she will not let you do situps, she loves you too much and she knows about your bad back, maaf kar dengi aapko." Rashid began to smile. "Balloons add karoon? She loves them. When we were dating in college she used to make me buy ballons for her. At first I used to feel ashamed walking with her when she a college student had balloons in her hands but then her smile made me want to buy her more." "See wasn't so difficult." Asad smiled. "Mera kya?" Gafur too wanted help. "Chachu aap toh chahi ko waise manao jaise main chachi ki beti ko manata hoon. Flowers, candles, khana aur gana." Gafur and Rashid left happily with confidence that they would bring a smile to their respective wifes faces.

Asad and Zoya were drop dadis at the home in the evening. Najma and Humaira sent an all is well' signal to Asad and Zoya. They along with daids reached at SK mansion in the evening. Asad and Zoya were to have dinner with the family. Everything was prepared to Razia and Dilshads liking. They had a nice family dinner. It was time to have some fun now. "OK ok ok everyone listen up, dinner shiner ho gaya now it is time for fun." Zoya stood on the couch and announced. Asad brought a stuffed heart from Najma's room and also arranged for the music system to be put near the area they were seated. "It is time for passing the parcel." Everyone was sitting in a circle. Najma and Humaira went and sat between their parents. Najma and Humaira were doing as told by Asad and Zoya. Now that all was well between the couples they did not want any rukawat between them. "Why are you sitting in betwwn us?" Rashid asked Najma. "Haw dekho toh abbu I am a product of yor and ammis love and today you think I am a rukawat between you too." Najma faked a pout. "I agree with you Najma, the looks abbu si giving me... I never thought that this day would come. Mujhe nahi khelna." Humaira too continued with the drama.

"Oh humaare babies, come and sit between Noor and me." Sabreen made Najma and Humaira sit between them. The moment they got up from between their parents, they moved each other. "Arre, hawa se kya dushmani hai tum chaaron ki? Let it pass from between you." Noor teased the couples who had just made up. Everyone had fun at the couples' expense. The teasing continued and so did the game. Asad and Zoya had made chits for punishmentwhich they picked. Najma and Humaira got out one after the other. They were made to do crazy things. Najma had to keep quiet for 10 minutes and Humaira had to sing a song. The families were stunned on hearing her beautiful voice. For Gafur they picked a chit and told him that he ahd to say something romantic to Razia.

"Pal mein guzar jaye wo mohbbat kaisi,
Hum to jindagi bhar tumhe chahenge,
Saat janam mein guzar jaye wo kasam kaisi,
Hum to sadiyo tak tumhara sath nibhayenge."

Everyone clapped and Razia felt shy. Soon after Gafur got out Razia too some how got herself out. "OK ammi your chit says that you have to tell the happiest moment in your life which abbu had brought." Zoya hid this chit too like the one she had hid when Gafur got out. "There are many but he would agree that the happiest moment in my life was when he walked in the hospital room when Zoya and Humaira were born. At both times he placed my new born baby girls in my arms and smiled at me with pride and I knew we did not need a son to carry on our name." Humairanad Zoya both hugged Razia. Dilshad got out and Asad picked the chit for her. "Ammi your chit says say 5 good things about your husband." Dilshad was in a dilemma as Rashid had too many good qualties. She was being timed so she randomly without putting much thought picked out 5 qualities of Rashid. "Rashid takes me out on long drives; Rashid can fix anything that is broken (She meant her heart or her strength); Rashid loves gardening and the beautiful rose bushes are proof of it; Rashid never lets me cry he always stops the over flow from my aasooon ki tanki and he loves me very much." Dilshad and Rashid exchanged smiles. "So ammi you in short you are saying that abbu is a good driver, plumber, carpenter, gardener..." Asad asked a naughty question with a straight face. "Lover, Asad the main one pehle bolna chahiye." Dilshad pulled Zoya's ear.

After Dilshad, Noor and Sabreen got out of the game. Noor had to say her 17 times tables. She was poor at mathematics so did not like the punishment. Sabreen was given the punishment to recite her favorite poem from nursery. Zoya got out after Sabreen. "OK Zoya aapi your chit says that Asad bhai can ask you any question and you have to answer truthfully." Uptil now Asad and Zoya picked chits and gave punishments as they wished and not what was written on the chits. Humaira put Asad and Zoya in a situation. "Haan bhai ask bhabhi anything you want." Najma teased them too. "I don't want to ask her anything." "Ye kya baat hui." Everyone spoke in unison. "OK I will ask." Everyone were waiting for Asad to ask Zoya a question. "What are you looking at me for? The chit says ask a question it does not say when I have to ask. I will ask when I want." Najma and Humaira were the most disappointed because they wanted to have more fun with Asad and Zoya Q & A round. Now only Rashid and Asad were left. Rashid got out which made Asad the winner of the game. Asad picked a chit for Rashid. He hesitated. "Abbu, your chit says to sing a song from m'." Everyone looked at Dilshad and Rashid. "I want to see that chit." "Why abbu?" "Because I know you and Zoya are giving punishents apni man marzi se." "Fine." Asad showed him that chit. Rashid checked the chit and that was the punishment. "Abbu you are singing from m' na? In case you want help I can help you with a song. Mujhe meri biwi se abchao...' It is a god song. Wanna sing it?" "Asad!" Asad ran and Rashid followed to beat him. Rashid finally got hold of Asad and smacked him on the back of the head. Rashid sang Mere rang mein rangewali...' for Dilshad.

While singing the song Rashid took Dilshad to their room and also Razia and Gafur disappeared. Najma and Humaira were snet to their rom. Noor and Sabreen too left. Now only Asad and Zoya remained in the living area. They could still hear Rashid sing. "Zoya, where are you going?" Asad asked as he saw her moving towards Rashid and Dilshad's room. "I want to make sure that they have made up." Asad palm smacked his forehead. "Zoya they have made up. Chalo! It is embarrassing to stand outside a couple's room." Asad was pulling her away from there but she fought him. "Asad I want to be sure that all is ok. Sunte hai na. What if they made up in front of us but are fighting inside?" "Zoya they are not fighting. Chalo please." "How do you know that they are not fighting? Koi awaaz nahi aa rahi." "Zoya please I beg of you chalo, after some time you will hear sounds which you wouldn't want to nor should you hear." Asad pulled her away from there. "Why what will they do?" Zoya asked naughtily to tease Asad. "Ghar chalo batata hoon." Asad too replied naughtily. "Sacchi?" "Yeah, there are many sites where you can see what they are gonna do." "Chee!" Zoya hid her face in her palms.

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After a fun filled time Asad and Zoya were walking back to their home. "Asad, maza aaya na?" "Hmm." Asad held Zoya's wrist. "Accha now put the fun aside and tell me about your dream project and the one for the finals. I can ask you a question so I am asking this now." Zoya turned to face him. "Dream project batana nahi dikhana hai wo baad mein. First I will tell you about my finals project." "Ok fine." Zoya took his hand and was taking him some place. "Zoya, where are you taking me?" "Just a minute." Asad and Zoya's eyes moistened on seeing the scene in front of them. There was a street woman feeding her young child who was studying under the lamp post. "Zoya ye..." "Asad this woman, a mother has inspired me. Asad she is living on he streets, works all day and has minimalist resources but still she is educating her child. We have grown up with everything. Our mothers had all the resources at their hands and did so much for us and when their hands were tied they did come up with ideas to get us what we wanted. This woman this mother always has to with minimum resourses try to do the maximum for her child. M.U.M.S' Maximum Usage of Minimum Spaces Furniture Line that is my project for the finals. I am dedicating it to mothers who provide maximum advantages to their children with the minimum resources they have." Zoya was very proud of her idea.

"Resource furnitures, it is a great idea Zoya." Asad looked at her with pride. "Asad I know that we have branded and imported Resource Furniture line in India but it is all for the people who can afford it. Middle class and lower middle class people can't afford it. A young newly married couple can't afford it. Sochiye if we did not have the help of our family would we be able to afford it? I think not. Abbu and chachu's construction firm makes buildings with small apartments for small families but when guest come unko problems hoti hongi or what if a couple can afford to buy a 250 sq ft flat which is one room and kitchen space but then their family expands, how will they manage? I want to make resource furniture which is less expensive but the same quality like the imported or the big brands. There are many people with small house and small budgets but that does not mean that they can dream big, they can't want things that rich people have. I want to make it affordable for them. I don't want them to stand in front of brand shops and sigh ki kaash we could have it', I want them to smile and say yes we can have it'. Asad it could make a huge difference, right?" Zoya looked at him for his approval. "Zoya, not just the furniture line but also the thought behind it is beautiful. It is a beautiful project. Main abhi aaya." Zoya saw Asad go to the street woman and gave her a card. He called a rikshaw and sent them somewhere. "Asad, where did you send them?" "I have a friend Imran Qureshi, his NGO runs shelters for woman and children. I sent them there. The NGO provides work for the women and the children go to school on campus. They also get a place to live there. It is a good place and good work is done there." Zoya and Asad exchanged smiles and headed home.

The kind of homes Zoya wants to design

[YOUTUBE]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8RbxkrmuQ5E[/YOUTUBE]

also

[YOUTUBE]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XYV0qATsyts[/YOUTUBE]

Precap: Asad and Zoya discuss about Zoya's dream project.

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