AsYa (KaBhi) TS My Best...Is YOU Only..Last Part updated - Page 12

Originally posted by: life4me

Superb. Continue soon.

Originally posted by: KSGmaniac_24579

It was so beautiful!!

Loved it! Updated soon!!

Originally posted by: Manyata5

Superb update

Originally posted by: anopama

Such a beautiful story

So touching

So he couldn't blast her

She was too broken

And just holding her in his arms brought him peace

Continue and pm plz

Originally posted by: SanKsgian

Lovely update...
Now make them clear all the misunderstanding. ..
And update soon

Originally posted by: sweet_tehs

Very well written.

Liked their meetings in the flashback.

Assad still caring about Zoya is a good sign.

10 years is really long.

They waited for each other is good.

Originally posted by: skavya

Thanks a lot dear 😊

yes he still love her...

in these 10 years he did only one thing that she told him...

PART THREE (B) Last Part

Zoya's Apartment

That evening Zoya found herself doing two things only, either she was lost in past memories or she just sited holding her phone & wished the time run fast. She found herself eager to talk with Asad but at the same time she was nervous thinking what she will talk.

"Allah Miya what's wrong with me, mai itna kyu soch rahi hun, aur phir Asad abhi kya bat karna chahta hai, maine toh kaha tha ke uske Mumbai wapis ane ke bad hum bat karenge". She thought & again looked at her phone. "uff it's 8:30 only", she mumbled & went to her room & settled on the bed. Her phone beeped. She opened the message, it was from Asad. He wants to talk with her on video call.

She read the message. "Allah Miya now why he wants video call", thinking she sat there for a moment.

After sometime she found herself at her study table switching laptop for video call. She sighed & sat on the chair waiting for connect the call.

On the other side Asad was not at peace. He wants to be with her, he wants to talk with her, wants to know everything that happened before ten years, he wants to see her if she was ok? He finally messaged her for connect the video call & now he was seated on the sofa with his laptop waiting for her to appear on his laptop screen.

Soon the screen pinged & her face appeared on the screen. He looked at her, she was looking relax now but her eyes were still swollen. He wants to hug her at that moment.

"Asad..." she called & he smiled at her blinking his eyes.

"How are you Zoya?" he asked leaning back in the sofa

"I am okay Asad, why you are worrying so much?" she said with a small smile

Both remain silent for sometime looking at each other.

"Zoya...Asad whispered breaking the silence. "I want to know everything Zoya...everything that happened ten years ago". He pleaded.

Asad we will talk after you come back, now please take some rest, you are looking so tired", she said observing his face.

"No Zoya, I want to know, tell me now please..."

She stared at him for some time. He looked so tired; she can see the worry in his eyes. His eyes are squealed that still he cares for her so much like ten years before.

"Zoya... he urged again.

She blinked her eyes & looked at him, "I was helpless Asad, I hurt you so much but mujhe aur koi rasta nahi dikh raha tha us waqt, I am sorry..." She choked & her eyes watered.

"Zoya don't cry please", he said caressing her face on the screen, his own eyes filled with tears.

"Asad that day when I returned home from college.... She started to tell him what happened ten years back & why she left him that day.

Asad listened her each word & tears now rolling down from his eyes.

"Zoya tumne mujhpe itna bhi bharosa nahi kiya, ke tum ye sab mujhse share karti. Kyu akeli itna sab sehati rahi...bolo Zoya kyun chipaya tumne mujhse yeh sab.." He asked wiping his face with his palms.

"Nahi Asad, mujhe tumpe bharosa tha , isiliye maine tumhe apne se dur kiya, yeh sab jan ne ke bad tum ek bar bhi nahi sochte apne career, apne dreams ke bare mai, I don't want you sacrifice your dreams because of me. I want to see you successful & today I am happy Asad ...you achieve your goals. She smiled wiping the tears with the back of her hands.

"But Zoya my dreams are not completed, how could you think ke mera dream pura hua hai...that is incomplete without you Zoya... he said in a broken tone.

"Asad...she tried to say something but he cut her words.

"Yeh das sal mai yahi sochta raha ki aisa kya hua ke tum mujhe chodke chali gayi...I was broken zoya...but then your words were always there in my mind... You want me to focus on my career so I did that... just to prove myself that I did what you want...

What you told me Zoya, don't be emotional...so this is what you want the emotionless successful man... That was what you want not me... maine hamesha tumhe apne saath chaha hai...in my every success...you know that zoya...phir aisa kyun kiya tumne...His anger surfaced again.

"My dreams are remained dreams not became reality because you were not with me...why you did that..." his voice raised a bit & he stood up placing the laptop on the front table.

He ran his fingers through his hairs to calm down himself, he don't want to shout at her, not now after learning the truth but can't help with it...this fury he buried deep in his heart from ten years surfaced again...he clutch his head in his hands & shut his eyes tightly to calm down his anger & again sat on the sofa.

He looked at the screen; there she was sobbing burying her face in her palms. He shut his eyes guiltily. "I didn't call her to make her cry again, she was also in pain in those years", he thought & called her...

"I am sorry Asad, please maf kar do mujhe", she said looking at the screen & broke down into tears again.

How much he wished to hold her in his arms right now

"Zoya please meri taraf dekho, Its ok Zoya... That was past, don't think about it now...don't cry please...." he consoled her...his own voice was broken.

"Zoya look, we have to be happy ke wapas kismat ne hume milaya hai...please Zoya look at me..."

she looked at him, a small smile was playing on his lips, she smiled a little through tears.

"Now please I don't want to see this tears here after, you got it Ms. Chipkali", He said to make her smile.

"Asad..." She warned him wiping her tears.

"Now sleep, I will be there tomorrow evening", he said caressing her face on screen.

"Thank you Asad", she said after a moment.

"Why?" He asked.

"For forgive me", she said simply.

"Who said I forgive you", you have to pay for this Ms. Zoya Farooqui", He said mischievously.

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After five days, Royal Palm Premises

Asad came to Newsweek to meet Zoya. He came out of the elevator & bumped into Mr. Kapoor.

"um...Sorry Mr. Kapoor"

"Mr. Khan, aap yahan? Is there any problem with the article? Let me know I will check it myself" Mr. Kapoor hurriedly said, horrified look on his face.

"No Mr. Kapoor , nothing wrong with the article", he said massaging his temples.

"I am here to meet Zoya, um... your Managing Editor...

"Oh...she is in her cabin", Mr. Kapoor said nervously.

Zoya was standing near her cabin, giggling looking at both of them.

"What is so funny Ms. Farooqui?" Asad asked coming towards her.

Both entered the cabin. "You know Asad , sab kitna darte hai tumse, aur Mr. Kapoor, omg!!! Unka chehra dekha tumne abhi? He was so horrified". Zoya said turning to him & giggled.

Asad looked at her & smirked. "Oh so Ms Farooqui aap nahi darti mujhse?" he asked moving towards her.

"Main, nahi toh Mr. Khan, Main kyun darne lagi aap se?" Zoya said looking at his mischievous eyes.

"ohh really Ms. Farooqui?" He asked moving slowly towards her.

"Haan toh, nahi darti", Zoya said moving back.

"Are you sure?" He inched the distance & she was stepping back with his every move.

Zoya's back hit to the desk & she held the edge of desk. Asad was inches away from her. He leaned further & she leaned back a little, her heart was beating rapidly.

"Ab bhi nahi darti Ms. Farooqui?" Asad whispered in her ears & she closed her eyes.

"Um..na...nahi darti Mr. Khan.." she just whispered holding the desk tightly.

He smiled at her state moving to place his lips on her cheek & that moment the phone on her desk rang loudly. Both sprang apart & stood for a moment feeling embarrassed. Zoya inhaled deeply & turn to receive the call. Asad moved back & sat on the chair opposite to her smiling shyly.

Zoya finished the call & settled in her chair, not meeting his eyes. Both sat silent for a moment recalling what happened a moment back.

"Wo Zoya..."

"Um...Asad...

Both started at the same time & looked down awkwardly.

"Woh...Asad Coffee?" Zoya finally asked breaking the silence.

"haa...I mean no, wo... actually...main yeh batane ke liye aya tha, I am going to Bhopal this week end...Ammi Abbu are there now a days so...he stopped looking at her & continue after a moment, Wo.. I want you come with me Zoya", he said & waited for her reply.

"But Asad main...main kyun?" she asked confusing

"Zoya I want to spend some time with you there...u know like old days..." He said

"But Asad..."

"please Zoya... He said expectantly.

"hmm...Okay" she said smiling at him.

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They left for Bhopal at week end. His Ammi Abbu was so happy to see their son back to life. They welcomed Zoya whole heartedly & Zoya finally feel like she was at home after ages.

They spend the whole day roaming around Bhopal cherishing the old memories. After that evening Asad asked Zoya to come with him somewhere.

"But Asad batao toh hum kaha ja rahe hain?" Zoya asked him many times but he refused to tell her.

He stopped the car after sometime & get down, she followed him, "Where are we going Asad?" she asked curiously looking around. "Allah Miya we are at the same caf, we first met", she squealed with happiness.

He smiled at her & coming around closed her eyes with blindfold.

"What are you doing?"

"Sshhh...Zoya, come", he shushed her & guide her towards the caf holding her hand. He entered the caf & stopped at the middle.

What you can see Zoya?" he asked her.

"Allah Miya What's wrong with you Asad, you blindfolded me & asking what I can see, how come I see anything, It's just darkness", she said simply.

Coming behind her he whisper in her ears, "That was my life Zoya, without you...just darkness..." He kissed her cheek & removed the blindfold from her eyes.

Her heart was racing at his each word & she opened her eyes slowly, whole caf was decorated beautifully & brighten with hanging lanterns everywhere...

Her eyes shine with happiness & she turned around to look at him, he was there looking at her, his both hands in his pockets & that dented smile on his lips. "Asad..." she whisperd & he moved close to her.

"Zoya... brighten up my life like this again...I want you by my side in my every success, my dream is incomplete Zoya...will you complete it?" he asked holding her hands. Zoya's eyes watered & she just hugged him tightly. "I love You Zoya...He said hugging her back.

"I Love You too Asad...I love you too...she whispered. They stood there in each other's embrace treasuring that moment.

"Now stop crying please", he said releasing her from hug & wiping her tears with his thumb. He himself was in tears of happiness.

After a moment he moved back a little & fetched a box from his jeans pocket. Opening a box he took out the ring from it & again placed the box in his pocket.

Moving towards her he just looked in her eyes. She looked at his questioning eyes & back at the beautiful diamond ring in his hand. She just nodded at him as her eyes again filled with tears.

Holding her hand he slipped the ring on her ring finger. Looking back at her he nodded his head signaling her not to cry. Both feels like their words are also got numb at this moment. She just wrapped her arms around his neck & hugged him tightly.

A moment later he released himself from her hug.

"I found my best years ago Zoya... & that is you only...YOU are My Best..." He said kissing her tears away...

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After Two Years...

"Zoya how much time you will take more to get ready? We are getting late, hurry up please", Asad shouted. He was waiting impatiently from last half an hour for her to come out.

Finally after fifteen more minutes she came out & stood in front of him looking gorgeous in her pink chiffon sari.

"You know Mr. Khan, after this function I have arranged your personal interview with Mrs Editor of the Newsweek," she said wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Ohh really Mrs. Khan, I am eagerly waiting for the interview then", He said holding her by her waist.

"That's good for you Mr. Khan", she said pecking his lips & running to the door,

"Now come fast we are getting late" she shouted looking back at smiling Asad.

They were in Delhi to attend the Award function. Reaching the venue they entered the hall & settled on the one of the table reserved for them.

Zoya was eagerly waiting for the announcement. Today she was there with him to make his dream real.

The IIA Award Design & Research category goes to Mr. Asad Ahmad Khan, announcer said & Zoya looked at him, tears filled in her eyes. He squeezed her hand on the table & walked to the stage to receive his award. Before receiving the trophy he asked for the mike...

"I would like to receive this trophy with my wife Mrs. Zoya Khan", he smiled at her & signaled her to come on the stage.

Blinking the tears away she smiled back at him & walked towards the stage.

"This is my Dream Zoya", he whispered in her ears side hugging her with the Trophy in their hands.

************THE END************