I am back with a new AsYa story which I will start in July. This will be TS or FSđ.
Prologue
Bhopal:
A woman of 25 was standing on d edge of bridge which was above so8me water. She was wearing a business shirt n short-skirt. A man of 24 in his 3-piece suit who was driving his car saw dat woman near d edge of d bridge n got shocked.
"Zoya Farooqui, owner of Farooqui Constructions," said d man shockingly, "Wat she is doing there? She seems to luk worried."
He recalls an incident.
-----Flashback(6 years ago)-----
D man who was 18 was walking in d corridor of a BBA college in Mumbai. A guy of 19 comes before him.
"O fresher, I am ur senior. Now, remove ur parents," said d boy sternly.
"Ragging is wrong. I will not remove my pants," said d junior boy.
"How dare u disobey ur senior?" asked d senior boy angrily, "Well, I will remove ur pants myself."
"No, u can't do dis," said d junior boy.
"Shut up," shouted d senior boy angrily.
As he was abt to remove d belt of d junior boy, a girl called him.
"Faiz, leave d boy," came a girl's voice.
Dat girl was d same girl who is standing at d edge of d bridge. She was 19 at dat time.
"U r my sister & u r supporting dis stranger. Wow Zoya wow," taunted d senior boy.
"Faiz, u r doing wrong. Ragging is a crime. If u don't listen then I will complain to d principal n tell abbu abt it," said Zoya firmly.
Faiz got scared n left 4m there.
"Thanks a lot for saving me," said d junior boy happily.
"He is my step-brother n we share a common father. I am Zoya Farooqui & u?" asked Zoya extending her hand to shake.
"I am Asad Ahmed Khan," replied d junior boy shaking her hand.
"Friends," said Zoya wid a smile.
"Friends," said Asad wid a smile.
-----Flashback Ends-----
D man Asad came out of his thoughts n got out of his car. He is now owner of R&D Constructions. He went to d bridge behind Zoya. She had tears in her eyes. She stepped forward n was abt to jump wen someone caught her hand. Zoya lukd behind n was shocked to see Asad who she is seeing after 5 years.
"Asad," said Zoya shockingly.
"Zoya, why u were abt to jump?" asked Asad shockingly leaving her hand.
She did not answered n went to d edge of d bridge trying to jump again. He again held her hand to stop her.
"Asad, leave me. Let me die," said Zoya.
"Zoya, don't do dis. I will not let u die," said Asad.
"No, leave me," said Zoya.
"Zoya, stop ur nonsense," said Asad.
"Let me die," shouted Zoya trying to free her hand.
She kept on struggling n freed her hand in some time. She again went to d edge. As she was abt to jump, Asad grabbed her hand tightly, spun her around n slapped her hard across d face. He was lukn very angry. She was shocked but he was still angry.
"Zoyaaa," shouted Asad angrily n asked, "R u out of ur mind? Why d hell u want to suicide?"
She lukd at his angered face for a moment n broke into tears.
"Asad, plz let me die. I don't want to live," begged Zoya.
Asad's anger melted seeing her condition.
"Zoya, plz stop crying. U r such a successful businesswoman who runs a construction business then why u want to end ur life?" asked Asad softly wiping her tears.
"Asad, I can't take anymore. As u may have known 4m d news, abbu died last year in an accident. He put everything in my name as he did not trusted others in d family n also I was d only one capable to handle d business. My step-mother Razia, Faiz n my younger sister of 23 years old Tanveer started harassing me a lot after abbu's death. I work in our company n handle it but they always demand money to spend on themselves. My step-mother n Tanveer spends all d money on shopping, parties, beauty treatments n all. Faiz spends money on drinking, spending money while roaming wid friends n other things. Every month, they all demand brand new cars n other expensive things. Humeira, my youngest step-sister who is 21 is d only person who loves me. She tries to always support me but she cud hardly do anything against 3 of them. As u know, Faiz was rusticated 4m d college in my n his 3rd year of BBA after being caught ragging some students n bringing alcohol in college. After dat, he cud not get admission in any other college as he was a poor student n also cuz of his bad records in our college for ragging students, smoking n drinking in college. So, he did not done anything else in study n just spend abbu's money while only sitting at home n roaming wid his useless friends. My step-mother n Faiz even beats me several times n threatens to ruin my reputation if I try to remove them 4m d house. Since, I control all d property n its all in my name n also none of them cud handle business my step-mother, Faiz n Tanveer wants me to marry one of Faiz's friend Imraan Qureshi whose father Mubarak Qureshi is d owner of Qureshi Constructions. They want me to marry him so dat after marriage, they can force me to put 50% property in their name n rest 50% property in Imraan's name n also Imraan can handle d business as he handles his father's business along wid him. They r jealous of me a woman handling d business while a Faiz a man can't do so they want Imraan to luk after Farooqui Constructions after our marriage. 2day is our engagement. I don't want to marry Imraan. He is not a good guy. He is also bad like Faiz. He tried to force on me several times. So, I want to end my life," said Zoya n broke into tears again.
Asad felt bad for her n also angry on her step-family except Humeira for harassing her so much. He cupped her face n wiped her tears.
"Zoya, plz stop crying. Don't end ur life n let those losers win," said Asad soothingly.
"I don't want to marry Imraan," said Zoya.
"U will not marry Imraan but me. Yes Zoya, we will get married so dat we can control ur step-family," said Asad, "But I will not force u for dis n marry u widout ur consent."
Zoya lukd at him softly n lost in thoughts. She recalled their times wen they were friends in college. She had feelings for him but realized her love only after returning to Bhopal after her BBA graduation wen Asad's 3rd year started. May be she has a chance now.
"I am ready to marry u, Asad," said Zoya in a low voice.
Asad smiled at her agreement.
"I am very happy dat u agreed, Zoya," said Asad wid a smile.
"Wen sud we marry?" asked Zoya.
"Now," replied Asad, "Come wid me to d community marriage hall."
So, how was the prologue? Don't be surprised withe older Zoya. I have read a couple of stories where Asad is even more younger to Zoya than a year. In my story DAP, Asad is just 3 months younger to Ananya while here he is a year younger to Zoya. How did you liked the start? Please, suggest a suitable title for the storyđ.
Index
Prologue
Part 1
https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/124866503
Part 2
https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/125065882
Part 3
https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/126268037
Part 5
https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/127199258
Epilogue
https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/127357255
Book Talk
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