AsYa(KaBhi)Asad Ahmed Khan Ki Dulhaniya | Tzr Last Part| Pg 129| Nov 5 - Page 47

Zoya went to the washroom and stood under the shower. She saw her tears mix with the water and swirling down the shower drain. She changed into a plain salwar suit. Once again Zoya began to watch the nursery files. Jab kisi se pyar ho jaaye toh use bol dena chahiye, kabhi kabhi unkahi unsuni ho jaati hai' Zoya had read this line in a tragic love novel. "I love you Asad. Kaash mein ye aapse waqt rehte keh paati. Kaash aap mere hote." She smiled at Asad's photo.

"Humaira, what's the matter? Mere saath hokar bhi mere saath nahi ho. Please tell me what is troubling you." Atif caringly took Humaira's hand in his. They were out on their secret date. According to the knowledge of their respective paretns, Atif was out with friends and Humaira was at a vacation group study session. "Atif, I have been trying to call Asad bhai all morning and he is not answering the call. He always picks up my call." Humaira pouted. "Humaira, I told you last night na about them being busy even in the morning." Atif tried to take her hand in his but she slapped it away. "Atif, aap pagal hain kya? They have been married for months now and if itne mahino ki kasar ek saath nikaalne baithe toh... I have this gut feeling that something is wrong. Asad bhai would not ignore my call. Come on take me to their home." Humaira got up from the canteen chair and almost pulled Atif out of his. Atif tried making her understand that they should not disturb Asad and Zoya but Humaira could not shake the feeling that something was wrong. They reached Asad and Zoya's home.

Humaira opened the door with the spare key hidden under the floor pot. "Aapi! Asad bhai! I don't care whatever you are doing. If you don't want me to see something adult then please sober up. I am coming in your room." Humaira gave a fair warning and then opened the door of Asad and Zoya's bedroom. "Hmmph. Yahan toh nahi hain. Where could they be? Kahin bahar toh nahi chale gaye?" Humaira looked at Atif who shurugged his shoulders. "Humaira, I heard a noise in this other room. Maybe?" Humaira opened the door of the other room. "Aapi!" "Zoya!" Atif and Humaira were both shocked to see Zoya in her state. She was sitting on the floor. Tears were flowing down her cheeks. The presentation of the nursery on repeat was playing on the laptop, her and Asad's photographs were lying all over surrounding Zoya. Humaira rushed to Zoya and hugged her. "Aapi? Aapi!" Zoya did not respond. She shook Zoya back to reality. Zoya saw Humaira and hugged her. She began to cry. "Humi, wo mujhse pyar nahi karte. He does not love me. He loves her. He loves Tanveer... He does not love me Humi. Wo mujhe chodkar chale gaye..." She was sobbing between words and then broke down.

Atif realized that Zoya and Humaira needed some time. He gave Humaira a glass of water to give to Zoya. "Main coffee banakar laata hoon." He stepped out of the room. Humaira wiped Zoya's tears and made her drink some water. "Aapi calm down." She had never seen Zoya her brave Jhansi Ki Rani type sister like this. She was broken and only Asad had the power to do this to her. She also knew that Asad loved Zoya more than life itself so something somewhere had gone wrong. "Aapi, tell me everything. Kya hua hai? Did you have a fight with Asad bhai? Aap toh you were going to tell him about your feelings na? Please tell me everything. Shuru se sab kuch bataiye." Humaira took Zoya's hands in hers and smiled giving her the boost to reveal everything. Zoya told her everything that happened since Asad walked in the house that morning till she saw him walk into Tanveer's home. Humaira could not believe it and neither could Atif who was standing at the door. "He loves you Zoya. He is deeply in love with you." Humaira and Zoya looked at Atif. He kept the tray on the centre table. "Ye lo coffee pio and have some toast too." Humaira took it for Zoya and helped her consume the toast and coffee.

Atif then caressed Zoya's hair like a friend or older brother would. He kneeled in front of her. "Zoya, kal tak I did not even know that you were married to Asad sir or had a relationship with him. So I may not know much about the two of you or the relationship you have nor the ups and downs of it." He smiled at Zoya and picked up her laptop. "But this, this planning of your future tells me how much he loves you and wants a life only with you. Zoya main ek mard hoon and a man would want only the one he loves to be the mother of his child. Ek pyar karne wala shauhar hi apni biwi ke saath milkar aise haseen future ko plan kar sakta hai. So Zoya, there is no doubt in my mind that Asad sir loves you." He squeezed her hand and blinked. "Haan, aapi Asad bhai truly loves you. He has, he does and he will always love and be in love with only you." Humaira too placed her hand on Zoyas. "Then why did he say all things? Why did he leave me? Why?" Zoya looked at Atif and Humaira. "Kuch toh gadbad hai." Atif gave a thoughtful look. "I know, wo bitch Asad bhai ko phasane ki koshish kar rahi hai. Aapi, just tell me where does she live. Main uske ghar jakar... I will destroy her. Chodoongi nahi main use!" Humaira was all set to go to Tanveer's house and scratch her eyes out for looking at Asad. She wanted to pull her hair and make her bald for trying to trap Asad in her zulfon ke jaal. Atif and Zoya shockingly looked at Humaira.

"Humaira, it is not your battle to fight. Zoya has to stand up and fight for her man, her love and her marriage. If that woman is trying to trap Asad sir then she must rescue him. If Asad sir himself has lost his path it is Zoya's duty as a wife to show him the right path. Yes we will always support her and be her strength but the fight is hers." Zoya wiped her tears and decided that she had to fight for her marriage and her husband even if it was a fight against him. She could not let him go not without a fight. It was not the 50s where the woman sacrificed her love and cried like an abla nari all her life. It was getting dark. She could not let Asad stay another night away from her but she could not go to fight Tanveer while she was still weak. "Kal subah main apne Asad ko apne paas wapas le aaoongi." A determined Zoya said. "Aapi, I'll stay the night here with you." "Nahi Humi, if you stay here toh maybe ghar par kisi ko koi doubt ho that something is not right. Atif please drop her at home." "Are you sure, aapi?" Zoya smiled and nodded. "Let us know if you need anything." Atif made her promise to call them if she needed them. "Humi, don't say anything at home and be normal." "I promise." Humaira hugged Zoya. Atif and Humaira wished her good night and left.

Atif drove out of AsYa Villa compound and turned left to take a u turn and drop Humaira at her home. Asad's car entered the driveway of his home approximately 5 minutes after Humaira and Atif left. He opened the door of the house and slowly walked towards his bedroom. He opened the door but Zoya was not there. He turned towards the other room and saw her sleeping on the bed. He looked around the room. This was the room where he had dreamed his little princess would live till one day she had to leave him. He stood at the door and imagined all the moments he and Zoya would have with their baby girl, Seher. How he would record all the moments of Zoya and Seher, ZoHer he would call them. "AsHer", Zoya would scream and run after daddy daughter duo after they did some mischief. A wide smile came to his face as a clear picture of the future formed in front of his eyes. The same eyes filled with tears as he knew that it would never be real. He looked at Zoya. She looked troubled.

Asad approached her and kneeled down on one leg. He sarcastically smiled at his condition, laut ke buddhu ghar ko aaye.' "Zoya, agar tum jag rahi hoti toh tum yehi kehti. I wanted to go away as far as possible from you. I wanted to leave you alone and no longer trouble you with my presence in this house and your life. I tried to but I did not know where else to go. Bahut bura hoon na main?" Asad looked at her and saw peace on her face. He remembered all those moments when he disturbed her peace. "I always trouble you and everyone thought that I love troubling you but you know what more than that I love it when you come to trouble me. Jab tumhe pareshan karta tha tab sochta tha aaj Zoya aayegi aur use humesha ke liye apne paas rok loonga but aisa kabhi nahi hua and ab kabhi hoga bhi nahi. I wish I could tell you how much I love you but I can't because you are not in love with me."

Asad remembered how she did not want to marry him and was forced to. "Zoya humaare beech zabr ka rishta hai aur mein tumhe iss kaid main aur nahi rakhna chahta. Main tumhe tumhaara asmaan dena chahta hoon. I want you to be a free bird. I lost my first love but you will never lose the man who first loved you. You will always have me. I will always be there for you bas ek baar pukarke dekhna. I wish you were awake right now so that I could tell you all of this and also that I have always loved you and will always do. Jabse pyar ko jaana maine sirf tumhe chaha hai Zoya. Tum meri pehli aur akhri chahat aur mohabbat ho... adhoori hi sahi par pehli aur akhri. I promise Zoya, mere aansoon kabhi tumhaari khushiyon ke aade nahi aayenge. I love you forever and ever after." He continued to look at her like there would be no tomorrow. He saw Zoya stir in sleep so quickly got up to go to his room.

Asad closed the door of Zoya's room and she opened her eyes. A wide smile came to her lips and she hugged the pillow. "Wo mujhse pyar karte hain!" She giggled cutely. She got off the the bed and opened the door. "Zoya, what are you doing?" She saw a beautiful image of her in the mirror. "Hello antar atma! I am going to tell Asad that I love him too. I just don't get it where did he get the silly pooh idea from that I am not in love with him and am in this marriage forcefully. Now you know where am I going and where am I going toh kaali billi banakar raasta mat kaato and let me go." Zoya made a face at herself. "Tch, I am not stopping you from telling your feelings to Asad but just look at yourself! Aise koi sabzi lene na jaaye tum apna dil dene ja rahi ho!" Zoya looked at herself. Yeah she was not looking nice, simple patiala suit, no make up, eyes were all red from crying and also her hair was messed up. "Yeah you are right. I will get up early in the morning tomorrow. Beautiful dress and make up but I will not dry my hair. The drops of water from my hair will fall on Asad like raindrops as I will shower my love on him." Zoya was very happy. She did not once think about why Asad thought that she did not love him. She went to sleep dreaming about her love confession and that that would follow.

Zoya woke up early the next morning. She made all the repparations to look most beautiful Asad had ever seen her. She chose a simple yet beautiful patiala suit which would give her an elegant look. "Tayyar hone se pehle Asad ko dekh aati hoon." Zoya tip toed to Asad's room. He was not there. He was gone! She realized after checking the washroom. Where could he be? Why did he leave her again? Was he with HER? Why would he be? He came home to her the previous night. Urgh, why did I not tell him last night itself that I loved him? "Zoya mauke par chauka maarna kab seekhogi tum? You could have done all the tayyari shayyari after you told him that you loved him. Duffer kahin ki!" Zoya tried to call Asad on his phone but it was switched off. The door bell rang and Zoya rushed to open the door. "Tum dono!" Zoya was irritated on seeing Atif and Humaira. "Aapi we came to check up on you. Aise toh moonh na banaye." "Humaira, stop complaining. Uski halat toh dekho. She is waiting for Asad sir to come home." Zoya heard them whisper.

She turned and stood with her hands at her waist. "Don't pity me. Asad came home to me last night. He tought I was asleep and so he confessed to everything. He loves me. No I was not dreaming. He actually does love me but pata nahi kyun he thinks I don't love him so he said all the BS about him being in love with Tanveer." Humaira and Atif looked at each other and then at Zoya. "See I was saying that there is some gadbad. Zoya if Asad sir loves you then why does he think that you don't love him? Did you say or do anything to make him think like that?" Atif questioned Zoya. "Haan, aapi you only must have done something. Nahi toh mere Asad bhai would never do such a thing unless... Unless that witch with a capital B has fasaoed him somehow. Aapi we should go to her place because ya toh Asad bhai knows everything ya toh she knows. If Asad bhai will not tell you the truth then she will." Atif was ready and so was Humaira. Zoya looked at them and she thought it was the next best thing because Asad was not available to tell her anything. "Yes I think the two of you are right. We should go to Tanveer's place. Maybe Asad will be there too. Sab kuch aamne saamne clear ho jaayega." Zoya went to get ready to go to Tanveer's place.

The doorbell rang once again. A man from the office had come. Humaria came to Zoya's room. "Aapi, the peon has man has come and is asking for some file about the Bengaluru project." "Bengaluru project? Asad is incharge of that project. Why do they need it at the office?" Zoya went to speak to the peon. "Kisne files mangawi hai? Asad saab ne? Wo khud kyun nahi aaye?" The shocked peon looked at Zoya, "Bibiji Asad saab toh site par gaye Bengaluru, aapko nai malum?" Zoya did not want the peon to know about her and Asad's problems. She confidently spoke, "Malum hai bas file confidential thi toh tumhara test le rahi thi. Ruko laati hoon." Zoya went to the bedroom and called up Gafur to confirm what the peon said. He too was shocked that Asad till not tell Zoya about him going to Bengaluru for 2 weeks. "Abbu, I was sleeping and he must have not wanted to disturb me.

Accha I will send the file with the peon." She gave the file to the peon. "Samabhalkar le jana."

Atif and Humaira were waiting for the details. "Asad has gone to Bengaluru for 2 weeks." "Haan toh why are you so sad? Asad bhai is at least not with that witch." Humaira made a face. "It's good that Asad sir will not be there when you go to Tanveer's place. You can have a direct chat with her. Clear everything out..." "Aapi usko bol dena ki kaan kholkar sun le, mera shauhar sirf mera hai." Atif and Zoya looked at her confusedly. She understood what they were thinking. She palm smacked her forehead. "Aapi tell her clearly that Asad bhai is only yours. He is your shauhar now and forever." The three of them left for Tanveer's house. On their way Atif was telling Zoya to be calm and composed be lady like and deal with Tanveer whereas Humaira told her to deal with tanveer like she deserved to be. Zoya was very confused. She knew that she could behave in a controlled manner but also did not know how a wife would react whose husband was being stolen. Atif parked the car in the same spot Zoya had when she followed Asad to Tanveer's home. They saw Zoya reach Tanveer's main door. She looked back, Atif gave her thumbs up and Humaira signed her to punch Tanveer in the nose. Atif made Humaira sit in her seat and told her to keep quiet as Zoya can handle herself.

Zoya rang the door bell and Tanveer opened the door. "Zoya, tum yahaan, what a pleasant surprise but Asad..." Zoya was calm till she did not hear Asad's name from Tanveer's mouth. It happened so fast that Tanveer could not even understand what just happened or was about to. Zoya shot both of her hands out and grabbed a handful of Tanveer's hair. They clattered on the floor rolling, kicking and screaming. "Let go of me Zoya! Pagal ho gayi ho kya?" "Wouldn't you if someone was trying to steral your husband?" "What!" "I will not let you go until you promise me to take your claws out of Asad. Mera shauhar sirf mera hai." Tanveer was trying to defned herself. They rolled on the floor and also handslapped eachother. They continued to roll on the floor. Zoya was on top of Tanveer when she heard the sobbing sound of a young child. "Mummy... Mummy... Mummy... Gandi aunty ne mammy ko maara Gandi aunty pull my mummy's hair Gandi aunty ... Aunty is gandi... Mummy... Mummy... Mummy..."

A shocked Zoya was stilling sitting on top of Tanveer. "Mummy?" She looked at Tanveer. "Oh please now don't say tumhari twacha se tumhari umar ka pata hi nahi chalta. It is life not Santoor soap ka ad. Now get off me my son is looking at us. He is scared." Zoya got off Tanveer. "Rehan! Baccha why are you crying?" A man in his late 20s came and hugged the young child. Tanveer cuddled Rehan and then wiped his tears. She was kneeling in front of her son. "Rehan darte nahi. Yaad hai Asad uncle, acche Asad uncle? She is aache Asad uncle wali acchi Zoya aunty. She is mummy's friend. Aap bhi toh fighty karte ho friends ke saath waise hi mamma ki fighty ho gayi unki friend ke saath. You know what by the time you return from school mamma will become friends with her friend and then you will see that she is such a good aunty." Imran stood there looking at his wife taking care of their son. Tanveer looked at him. "This is why I had suggested Asad not to involve you in this matter. Sort it out now Tannu, I will not have anyone taint my wife's name." She smiled at her husband. "Imran I will sort it out. Aap please Rehan ko school bus tak chod dijiye. Kabse horn baj raha hai." Imran picked up Rehan and was walking towards the door. Rehan looked at Zoya with big teary eyes and continued to point at her saying the same thing over and over again. "Gandi aunty ne mammy ko maara Gandi aunty pull my mummy's hair Gandi aunty ... Aunty is gandi"

Zoya hid her face in a cushion. Tanveer closed the door and looked at Zoya. "Don't worry he will forget about it in a month or two, bas tab tak dobara Rehan ke saamne nahi aana." Zoya was feeling embarrassed. "I am sorry, I did not know that you ahd a husband and a son. I thought... Wo actually Asad ne... Tch... Why did he lie?" Tanveer gave Zoya a glass of water. "He lied because he thinks you are in love with someone else." Zoya spat the water on Tanveer's carpeted floor. "Sorry." "It is ok, it can be cleaned. You should worry about Asad's doubt. Zoya he loves you very much." "I know that is why..." She again hid behind the pillow. "That is why you thought I was trying to steal him from you and you came here." Zoya nodded her head. Tanveer took Zoya's hand in hers. "Zoya, I assure you main toh kya no one can steal Asad from you. He is yours and only yours and now you have to tell him and make him understand ki tum bhi sirf usi ki ho." "Tanveer, trust me main surf Asad se mohabbat karti hoon and I am not just getting the base of his misunderstanding." "Ye Atif kaun hai?" Tanveer and Zoya looked up and saw Imran standing with his hands folded at his chest.

"Atif? He is my best friend. But how do you know... Allah miya he thinks I am in love with Atif?" Zoya stood up and was shocked to the core. "Yes he does." Imran sat on the chair facing Tanveer. "But why would he think that I am in love with Atif?" Zoya sat on the couch. Tanveer told Zoya what Asad had told her. "He heard you say it to Atif and also saw that you were ready to elope with him. He was broken to bits thinking that he lost you and more than that he was heart broken for Humaira as she too lost her first love." Zoya was shocked, "He knew about Humaira liking Atif and he did not tell me! I will kill him!! No first I will tell him I love him and then I will kill him!!!" Imran and Tanveer both looked at her with their mouths open wide as a tunnel.

"Zoya focus, Asad thinks that you are in love with someone else!" Tanveer tried to bring her back to the real problem. Zoya punched the couch. "How dare he? How can he be so stupid to think that I can be in love with Atif? I can never be in love with Atif. Bekaar mein just because of a misunderstanding he is in pain and also caused me pain. Main chodoongi nahi unhe. I will kill him! No first I will tell him I love him and then I will kill him!!" Tanveer and Imran stayed glued to their seats as Zoya stormed out of their home. She returned momentarily. "I know Asad is your friend but could you not tell him that I know the truth. Also I am very sorry for everything I said and did. Rehan will be fine na?" They smiled at her telling her all will be well in their home now she needs to make all ok in her home and marriage too.

Atif started the car engine as soon as Zoya got in. "Aapi, kya hua?" Humaira asked. "Ammi abbu ko tum aur iss ke parents ko ye hua bas baki kuch nahi hua." Zoya gave her an angry look. "Zoya, what did we do?" A confused Atif asked. "You two are the root cause of my current problems. If you two had not hidden your relationship from me I would have not played that prank on you and Asad..." Humaira clasped her mouth with her hands. "Asad bhai saw you play that prank on Atif and he..." She spoke in a muffled voice. "Yes!" Zoya screamed. "Issiliye, ammi always scolded you right from your childhood and told you to be careful. She always said Zoya mazaak bhi waqt aur jagah dekhkar karna chahiye but nahi do you ever listen to anyone." Humaira and Zoya started to have a sisterly fight. Atif kept quiet and out of it. He drove towards AsYa Villa as fast as he could. The car halted outside AsYa Villa and he got out as fast as he could. Humaira and Zoya too got out before the crowd gathered to see them fight like kids. They entered the house. Atif gave them both chilled water. "Asad is gone for 2 weeks. How will I clear the misunderstanding?" Zoya plopped on the couch. "Aapi, you should clear the misunderstanding as soon as possible. Main toh kehti hoon call up Asad bhai and tell him everything. Phone nahi video chat kar lo!" "Zoya it will be better if you go personally to Bengaluru. Clear the misunderstanding and you will be able to spend some alone time with Asad sir too." Atif made a suggestion. Zoya smiled on hearing their ideas. "I have a better one." Atif and Humaira looked at Zoya and then at each other. They were scared for Asad as Zoya smiled wickedly.

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