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~~~A Weekend Special Coffee with AsYA~~~
---Second Shot---
|| A CUP OF COFFEE ||
The vibrant rays have began to warm the day... the stillness of Khan Villa filled with metallic clatter of pots & pans ... & then the aroma of delicious parathas wafted out from the kitchen... A girl rushed down the stairs talking on her phone smiled as she breathed...
"No way..." Najma screamed & Dilshad looked up at her direction from the kitchen.
"I am sure he is planning something...so be ready for the surprise..." She made her way towards the kitchen after disconnecting the call & placing the phone on the dining table.
"Good Morning Ammi...umm...my favorite Parathas..." She wished & her eyes twinkled looking at the sight of her favorite yummy parathas... Dilshad smiled looking at her cheerful daughter as she made her way towards the dining table after fetching the plates from the rack.
"Good Morning" Rashid sat on his chair as Najma & Dilshad set the table for the breakfast.
"So...any plan for today?" He asked unfolding the newspaper.
"No Abbu...first we should confirm with Bhaijaan...may be he had already planned something" Najma said placing the paratha in Rashid's plate.
"She is right Abbu...I am damn sure Bhaijaan is going to make this day special...he is not that old Akdu Asad Ahmad Khan now...Pyar ne toh mere Bhaijaan ko kya se kya bana diya hai..." Ayaan said dramatically & Dilshad smacked him from behind.
"Enough Ayaan..." "Ohh Ammi... Am I wrong" ruffling his hairs he sat on the chair while Dilshad shook her head.
"Where is Asad..."She asked & Ayaan shrugged his shoulders.
"He was late at night too...I don't understand why he is taking that much stress...Rashid, aap bhi kuch kehte nahi use...what if he fall sick...it's his..." Dilshad's outburst interrupted as the door of Asad's room opened & he came out...dressed in his usual three piece suit... "Ammi..." He called & walked towards her
"Kuch nahi hoga mujhe Ammi...kyun itni fikr karti hai aap...look at me...I am fit & fine..." Asad said holding her shoulders from behind but she didn't respond. "Abhi aapne breakfast nahi diya toh jarur bimar pad jaunga..." he said & turning towards him she smiled.
"Baitho...de rahi hun..." she said side hugging him & then moved towards the kitchen.
"So Asad...kya plan hai aaj..." Rashid asked as Asad sat on the chair beside him
"Plan...there is no change Abbu...as per decided at 11 meeting with Singhnia's, then the meeting with that land owners, wo Mr. Kapoor bhi aa rahe hain aaj office...kuch legal issues hai...but there may be some change...the Mall Project of Ms. Tanveer Baig, she is coming today as she required some changes so I should have to reschedule the meeting with Mr. Kapoor may be ..." Asad continued with the day's scheduled & all the three members stared at him with their mouth open.
"Asad..." Rashid called interrupting him.
"What...?" He asked after a moment not getting any response from anyone.
"Bhaijaan...seriously yehi plan hai aapka aaj ke liye..." Ayaan asked finally & looked at Dilshad who came with the cup of his black coffee. "Suna Ammi aapne..." he asked with disbelief.
"Bhaijaan...I know you are not serious...it's okay if you don't want to reveal...we can understand" Najma said while she poured juice in glass for herself.
"Tsk...dhyan se tamatar...take this tissue..." Asad said forwarding her the tissue as he noticed few drops of juice spilled on the table. Cleaning the table Najma sat back in her chair, looking at him for the answer.
"I don't get it Tamatar...what I don't want to reveal?" he questioned back & Ayaan chocked on a mouthful of juice.
"Careful Ayaan..." Asad said & sipped his coffee while all just stared at him
"What...is there anything on my face" Placing the cup down Asad asked as he sensed all his family was staring at him.
"Asad Zoya aaj office aa rahi hai?" Rashid asked folding the newspaper & giving the end to his reading & Dilshad sat on the chair beside him.
"Haan Abbu...aaj toh wo Singhania's ka presentation hai...Zoya is handling that...but why you are asking is there any change...?" Asad asked & Ayaan sighed.
"Jee nahi Bhaijaan...no change at all...not in the schedule & not in you too..." He said getting up from his chair "I am highly disappointed" He said sadly & made his way to his room. Asad narrowed his eyes not understanding his behavior, "What is wrong with him now?"
"Ayaan... give me that land agreement file...I will meet Mr. Kapoor in his office..." Rashid said getting up from his chair.
"Abbu...file is with me..." Asad informed but ignoring him Rashid walked away.
Looking at him walking away Asad straighten in his seat alerted & looked at Dilshad. "Ammi...what..." Dilshad stood up, "Rashid your coffee..." she said holding the cup of coffee & walked behind Rashid ignoring what Asad was asking.
"What is wrong with everyone...Tamatar..." he looked towards her for any clue.
"Bhaijaan...please I am already late...& I didn't expect this from you..." Najam said getting up.
"Yah Allah...my overdramatic family...but really, did I do something?" Asad sat there confused not understanding his family's sudden ignorance.
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She sat up on her bed yawning, stretching her body; she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes & looked towards the clock when her eyes fall on her cell phone near her pillow. She swiped the lock pattern on screen with hope but it's not her luck. Sighing sadly she made her way towards the bathroom to get ready for the day.
Dressed in her usual office suit she came down & greeted with three smiling faces. Coming forward Anwar & Zeenat hugged her lovingly & wished a bright future & happiness for their daughter. Looking at them she smiled but the sadness in her eyes didn't go unnoticed by her family.
"Hey Aapi...why this looks today...& this boring suit..." Humeira said hugging her lovingly
"Zoya...what happened beta... come, sit..." Anwar said guiding her towards the sofa.
"Nothing Abbu... I am fine..."
"Zoya... did you fight with Asad again?" Zeenat asked sitting beside her.
"No Ammi... for that we should have talked first..."
"Ohh...he didn't call...wait main abhi call karti hu...aaj ke din meri Aapi ko upset kar diya..." Humeira said dialing a number on her phone but Zoya snatched it from her, "No Humie...tu kuch nahi kahegi...got it..."
"Off ho Zoya...he must have been busy...come breakfast karte hain..." Zeenat pacified her & walked towards the kitchen.
"Main abhi aati hun Abbu..." saying Zoya went towards her room & her phone beeped. Rushing back in the living room she grabbed her phone still with the hope to see his name on the screen but her hope crushed umpteenth time that morning.
Disconnecting the call with Rehaan she threw her phone on bed & fetching a file from side table sat on the bed. She got many calls...her friends, colleagues, her beloved Phupi, her Dost, her besties Ayaan & Najma...everyone...but still she was waiting for one call...
"Uff...why I am still expecting his call...yad hoga toh phone karenge na..." She muttered flipping the pages from file. "Don't keep your expectations high Zoya...wo toh The great Asad Ahmad Khan hai...The busiest person in the world...aisi choti baatein thodi na yad rahengi unhe..." She continued her tirade when again her phone beeped & she sighed seeing Najma's name on the screen. "Hmm...may be Najma is right..." she mumbled looking at her phone as Najma told her about the possibility of some surprise from him.
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Pushing the glass door of the entrance open Zoya stepped inside her office...Dilshad Construction, only to be hugged by a girl.
"Hey Nikhat...let me breath..." she said & Nikhat moved back releasing her when Rehaan approached them.
"Zoya...what's the matter...Why you are looking upset..." he asked & nikhat looked at her creasing her brows, "Kya hua Zoya...don't tell me aaj bhi Asad sir se jhagda kiya..."
"Oh madam...do you mean ke main jhagda karti hu..." Zoya snapped & Nikhat lifted her hands in defeat, when a peon called Zoya, "Madam Asad sir ne aapko bulaya hain..." he informed.
"Ha bol dena, aa rahi hun...abhi office hours start hone me 5 mintues baki hain..." She shouted at peon... Poor boy nodded looking down while Rehaan & Nikhat giggled & glaring at them Zoya walked away in fury.
"Looks like Asad sir is in big mess today..." Nikhat giggled, "Wo toh hain...Bhaijaan ki toh aaj khair nahi..." Ayaan said joining them & they all went towards their respective places.
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Asad was highly irritate with his family's sudden ignorance towards him & it increased when he got a call from Ms. Tanveer regarding the Mall Project. He was pissed off because of this unscheduled meeting & her sudden demand for some changes. He was about to entered in his cabin when he spotted Zoya, "Yes...she should have known something ...har bat ki khabar toh inhe rehti hi hai..." he smiled at this thought & asked peon to call Zoya.
Entering in his cabin Zoya stood quietly & he looked at her confused, "Zoya..."
"File is ready..." She said placing the file on his desk & getting up from his chair he walked towards her, "What happened Zoya..." he asked worriedly.
"Nothing...why?" she replied shrugging her shoulders.
He stared at her face keenly for a moment, "Don't lie, bolo kya bat hain"
"Maine kaha na Mr. Khan...there is nothing..." She said looking in his eyes & he got alert hearing the word Mr. Khan. Sighing deeply he crossed his arms, "Toh tum nahi bataogi" he asked but greeted with her silence.
"Yeh Kya bachpana hai Zoya" he asked after a moment holding on her shoulders.
"My answer will be the same as before, so don't waste your time repeating the same question" She said removing his hands from her shoulder & he looked at her helplessly.
"Zoya please, jab tak tum kuch bataogi nahi... main kaise samjhunga..." He pleaded again.
"There is no need to understand anything" she retorted back
"Please... main pehle se hi bohat pareshan hun... subah se sab ingnore kar rahe hain, tum ajeeb behave kar rahi ho & wo Tanveer usne..." he said but she interrupted.
"Ohh...Ms. Tanveer se Tanveer...good...so you are worried about her...all you are thinking about her..." She stopped as Asad turned & sat on his chair covering his face in his palms.
"You have to be careful Asad, when you are talking with your highly raged fiance" He mentally warned himself & inhale deeply before looking up at her, "Zoya...you very well know that I am talking about her Project...she demanded the changes at this stage...why you are taking my words in other way" Asad said getting irritate with her strange behavior.
"Okay...fine, you sit here thinking about the whole world, I have so many other things to do" Retorting back she walked out of his cabin leaving highly confused & irritated Asad behind.
"Why everyone is behaving weirdly today...everything was alright till yesterday night when I dropped her at home, then what might have happen in one night..." He tried to remember if he had said anything that hurt her but he was clueless. Sighing he grabbed the file & resumed his work deciding to talk with her after the meeting with Singhania's.
Zoya came out from the conference room after the meeting with Singhania's when Asad called her from behind. "Zoya...I want to talk, come to my cabin..."
"Is it regarding to any office issues Mr. Khan" She asked turning back & Ayaan who was stood behind Asad giggled.
"Enough Zoya...enough of this childish behavior...I really don't get it...tell me if I did anything that hurt you..." His tone changed a bit.
"I told you Mr. Khan...there is nothing...so please don't bother..." she said & walked out & sighing Asad looked at Ayaan.
"Ayaan...tell me if you know the reason..."
"Bhaijaan I am not going to help you in this matter, you have to find out the reason on your own" Ayaan replied increasing his confusion.
"Allah...yeh kya musibat hain..." He muttered & moved towards his cabin.
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"Allah Miya...I need a coffee" Zoya mumbled entering in cafeteria & sat on the chair near a window with the Cup of Coffee. As she sipped her coffee looking out of the window, she feels like the anger slipped out from her system. She rose the cup a bit high & smiled, "You always act like a Magic... A Cup of Coffee...the witness of each memory...the memories of... how our relation shaped...from bitter to sweet..." mumbling she took a sip & closed her eyes...
Zoya, the elder daughter of Anwar & Zeenat Farooqui completed her degree in architecture & Humeira the younger one was still studying, last year of her degree in law... When their parents decided to settled back in India after spending whole 17 years in New York. Zoya was so excited to go back to India & not ready to wait till next six months & somehow managed to convince her parents for her demand. They agreed on a condition that she would stay with Anwar's distant cousin Dilshad for six months.
It was the day, she landed in India. Coming out from the Airport she dialed a number. "Hello Phupi...yes I have reached but the number you gave me is not connecting...ohh...okay I'll wait here; yes...umm...wait... there is a caf, I will wait there only..."
After half an hour her phone beeped, she couldn't hear the other person & with a cup in her hand moved near the entrance of the caf when suddenly the door pushed open by someone & she stumbled. The person caught her by her waist before she landed on floor & the coffee from her cup spilled all over his suit. As the hot liquid soaked in his pristine white shirt he pushed her back & she hit to the counter behind.
"Ouch!!! Allah Miya...What's wrong with you Mister...how could you push me like this..."
"Ohh hello...you ruined my suit...can't you see where you are going..."
"That's not my fault...you should have to look ahead while pushing the door"
"I was looking ahead only...you were busy with your phone...ek toh galti ki hai aur sorry bolne ki tameez bhi nahi hai..."
"Bol toh aise rahe hain aap...jaise ki aap tameez ke mahaguru ho...ek ladki se kaise bat karte hai iski toh samajh nahi aur mujhe tameez sikha rahe hai..."
"hatiye aap mere raste se...ek batmeez ladki se argue kane ka time nahi hain mere pas..."
"Ohh...toh mujhe bhi koi shauk nahi hai aap jaise arrogant insaan se bat karne ka"
Saying both went in opposite direction, "Uff...now where are you Mr. Asad Ahmad Khan/Ab yeh Ms. Farooqui kaha hai" both said & turned back. "Kya kaha aapne..." both asked in unison "Are you Mr. Khan/Ms. Farooqui" Asad's hand reached to his temple & Zoya's eyes widened in shock as both realized the fact that they were looking for each other only.
"Allah Miya...yeh kaha phasa diya...now I have to go with this arrogant man" Zoya exclaimed
"Feelings are mutual Ms. Farooqui...mujhe bhi aap jaisi batmeez ladki ko jhelana padega"
"Dekhiye Mr. Khan..."
"Ohh please shut your mouth... enough drama for the day..." He said & walked out of the caf.
"Argh!!! This man..." huffing Zoya followed him with her luggage.
"Ohh you both stupid fellows...this is the start of your journey... with me...& you ruined me already...But its okay, I don't mind...It looks like I am going to enjoy the show..." -A Cup of Coffee, smiled lying on the floor as both walked away.
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One Sunday evening after shopping with Najma, Zoya returned Khan Villa dropping Najma at her friends place. As she entered, she found Asad in kitchen. "Mr. Akdu kitchen main..." she mumbled placing the bags on the sofa & made her way towards kitchen for water.
"Mr. Khan...where is Phupi" She asked pouring water in glass for herself.
"Ammi & Abbu are out for concert...& Ayaan is out with his friends...& I am not in a mood for any argument with you so please spare me..." Asad said as he fetched a cup from the rack.
"Aah...I am pleased to know that Mr. khan..." Zoya said placing the bottle back in refrigerator. "Allah Miya...I am so tired with this shopping..." she mumbled & walked out of the kitchen. Asad poured a coffee for himself & looked at her back. "Ms. Farooqui..." He called
"What...Have you change your mind Mr. Khan...?" She asked turning back.
"Can't you talk civilly for a change?"
"Ohh yes...Why not Mr. Khan...tell me what can I do for you Jahapanah" She asked flattering her eye lashes.
"Ohh YOU...just forget it..." Asad said massaging his temple, "It's my fault that I thought to ask if you want coffee..."
"What!!!...Coffee...are you okay Mr. Khan..." she asked surprised, "Ohh wait...I think I heard it wrong..."
"Ms. Farooqui please... don't test my patience...you are tired so I just thought to ask you..."
Zoya moved towards him & placed her hand on his temple... "Seriously aapko bukhar toh nahi hain na..."
"Just move...I am stupid that I ask you...YOU..." He shouted pushing her hand away.
"Okay...now if you asked...toh dekhte hai aapki coffee ka taste..."
"Coffee toh main bohat acchi banata hun Ms. Farooqui..." He said as he filled another cup for her.
"Wait Mr. Khan main cookies lati hun..."
Asad came out from the kitchen with two cups & Zoya followed him with the plate of cookies. She took the cup from him placing the plate on the table & settled on the sofa with remote. Checking the channels on TV she took a sip... as her taste buds allowed her to experience that special coffee her face cringed & she spit out the whole liquid & coughed. The remote in her hand fall down on the plate of cookies & the plate broke into pieces with cookies spread all over the table & floor below. Asad's eyes widened looking at the mess & he jerked up placing his cup on the table... "What the..." He shouted but looking at her coughing moved towards her
"Are you okay...Ms. Farooqui" He asked concerned.
"Yah Allah Mr. Khan...is this your achhi coffee...seriously..." She exclaimed in disbelief
"Why...what is wrong...main bhi yehi coffee pi raha hu...I don't think there is any problem with this coffee..."
"Allah Miya...Mr. Khan...how could you drink this bitter coffee..."
"Main toh yahi pita hun..."
"Ohh right... I should have known... aapki coffee ka taste bhi aapke jaisa hi hoga..." She said placing her cup on the table & went towards the kitchen.
"Ohh hello...clean this mess you created..." he yelled at her following her inside the kitchen.
"What I can expect from you..." she shouted & turned only to be bumped to him. "Ouch!!!" she cried & clutched his t-shirt. His hands found their way to her waist. "You okay..." his breath fanned on her face & her grip on his shirt tightened... "Ms. Farooqui..." he called leaning more to her... & opening her eyes she looked in to his brown orbs... "Go & clean that mess..." as his words reached her ears she released her grip & stomped on his foot. "Ouch!!!" he yelled. "YOU... argh!!!" she huffed. Both moved in opposite direction, glaring at each other before slamming the door of their respective rooms.
"Hello you two...I am here long forgotten in your stupid fight...but I told you this is the real fun...watching this warfare ..." -A Cup of Coffee enjoyed the show of Tom & Jerry...
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After one month Zoya decided to search for a job. A lot of insistence from Rashid & Dilshad she agreed to join Dilshad Construction.
She was assisting Asad in one of the Hospital Project. While checking the presentation she made some changes. Asad was not in office so she decided to inform him the next day before the meeting. But next day Asad came late after the site visit & got to know about the changes only at the time of meeting & couldn't recheck the presentation. He yelled at Zoya for her interference.
"Ms. Farooqui why the hell you changed it in first place & if you did then why you didn't inform me...I wasn't available here but you could inform me at home...but no. you didn't found it necessary..."
"Listen Mr. Khan...there is..." She tried to explain but he was not in state to listen anything
"Just shut up...who the hell give you the right to take such decisions...What do you think..." he shouted but interrupted by the ringing sound of his phone. Turning away from him Zoya shut her eyes to ease the hurt...& walked out.
After the meeting Asad realized how wrong he was & tried to talk to her but she ignored him. At home she was exceptionally silent. He could sense the sadness in her tone when she assured Dilshad that she was fine. After dinner Asad came to her room but she wasn't there. He searched everywhere & found her in the backyard.
Zoya sensed his presence & turned to other side when he forwarded a cup of coffee towards her. "Just leave Mr. Khan...I don't want to talk with you" she said & stood up. Placing the cups on the bench Asad came in front of her but she turned to go inside. He grabbed her wrist & she wriggled her hand...
"I said leave me Mr. Khan" She shouted but tightening his hold he moved close to her.
"I Know I hurt you..." He said & she turned.
"No Mr. Khan...I know I don't have the rights & I am sorry that I crossed my limit..." As she said those words Asad shut his eyes in guilt.
"I am sorry...I didn't mean to..."
"Then what do you mean Mr. Khan...What do you think...aap kuch bhi kahenge aur bad me ek cup coffee ke sath ek sorry bol denge toh sab thik hi jayega..."
"I know Ms. Farooqui...I accept meri galti thi & I am really sorry for that...aur kya chahti hain aap...apke pair pakdke mafi mangu..."
"Ohh no please...apke sorry ki bhi koi jarurat nahi hai..." she said & again turned to go but Asad again hold her back.
"Okay...don't accept my sorry...but yeh coffee...iska kya karu...I made it specially for you...the way you like it...ise toh waste mat kijiye..." he said forwarding the cup to her & looking at his pleading eyes for a moment she took the cup trying not to smile. Both sipped their coffee in silent while Asad kept glancing at her.
"Is it okay Ms. Farooqui...I hope achhi hai..." he asked & she couldn't stop herself to smile remembering the taste of coffee made by him last time...
Finishing her drink she stood up, "Hmm...nice try Mr. Khan...last time se toh achhi hi hain..."
"So...you forgive me Ms. Farooqui..." He searched her eyes for confirmation.
She raised her brows, "May be...or may be not..." She studied his baffled expressions for a moment; "Good night Mr. Khan..." smiling she walked inside & he enjoyed his remaining coffee as a small smile played on his face.
"Hmm...I think something is changing...from bitter to sweet... Isn't it? Guys...It's Magic...It's Magic...My Magic..." -A Cup of Coffee sang...cheered...in excitement...
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Six months passed in their bitter sweet fights. The day has come when Zoya had to move to her own house as her parents landed in India.
That night...she sat on the bench at backyard reminiscing her six months in Khan Villa. She was going back to her parents but still she felt the strange ach in her heart. She couldn't understand why that strange feeling gripped her heart. She closed her eyes & all the moments she had spent in Khan Villa played in front of her like a movie. She smiled remembering her each encounter with him...days when they fight like a tom & jerry...days when she enjoyed irritating him...days when they started to enjoy each other's company...nights they spends chatting, sitting on this same bench with the cup of coffee made by him...the dimple on her cheek deepened with each memory & she opened her eyes as the aroma of coffee reached to her nostrils. He blinked forwarding her the cup & she enjoyed her favorite coffee...made by her Mr. Khan.
"So...bohat khush lag rahi hai aap..." He asked looking at her smiling face & she stared back at him for a moment.
They sipped their coffee as the comfortable silence set around... Both stared into the velvety sky...enjoying each other's presence... stealing glances at each other... trying to calm down the strange uneasiness both experienced in that moment... She moved her gaze towards him...
"Aap bhi toh bohat khush honge na Mr. Khan...finally musibat se chutkara jo mil raha hai aapko"
"Hmm...right...ab finally I can live peacefully in my own house..."
"Hmm...but remember Mr. Khan...office me toh mujhe jhelna hi padega..."
"I know Ms. Farooqui...main toh aapko puri jindagi bhi..." he stopped looking at her & their eyes met... the words remained unsaid...as their eyes conveyed the unspoken words...
"Aankhon ki baat ho...Aankhon ke saath ho...Aankhon me raat ho phir..." -A Cup Of Coffee aware of those unspoken words...
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A month passed by after she moved to her home. Each night both missed their coffee...spend their nights cherishing their time together... looking forward for the next day to come...seeking excuses in office to spend some time with each other... Both aware of the other's feelings but didn't take a step to confess... Their parents decided to get them engaged... Both gave their consent...
But somewhere Zoya was seeking for his confirmation...she was waiting to hear those three words from him...
"Aapi are you crazy...what made you think like that...can't you see how he feels..." Humeira exclaimed & sat on the bed as Zoya told her about her confusion.
"I know Humie...but then what is the problem in confessing those feelings..." She argued
"Ohh...so my dear Aapi want a confession...tell me Aapi what is your dream confession..."
"I don't want it any grand way Humie...I just want to hear those three words from him...bas..." She sighed hugging her pillow.
On the other side Asad argued with Ayaan
"Bhaijaan...why don't you understand..." Ayaan sighed as Asad wasn't ready to confess his feelings before the engagement.
"Ayaan...I know her feelings towards me...I can see in her eyes...& I know she can also read those feelings...in me...I will confess Ayaan...I don't understand why you are forcing me to confess before the engagement..." Asad said pulling the pillow from Ayaan's hand & placed on the bed
"Uff...aap na kuch samjhte hi nahi Bhaijaan...every girl needs a confirmation..."
"Okay I will think...you go to your room now..." Asad said as he pushed Ayaan out from his room.
It was the day of their engagement...
Zoya was upset as he didn't confess... "Allah Miya!!!... is he really wanted to do this... I know wo kya feel karte hai but still I want that confirmation... aise toh bade sher bante phirte hai... but yeh teen words bole nahi jate... kya karu..." She sighed looking at her reflection in mirror while getting ready for the engagement. "Yah phir he didn't feel anything at all... was I misunderstood..." The thought touched her mind & the sadness gripped her system.
As she stood there in front of him, one moment she felt like ran away...
His eyes traveled on her face... he tried to look in her eyes but she didn't meet his gaze... he mentally cursed himself for his foolishness...
She forwarded her hand towards him... but he didn't move... finally she looked up at him...he blinked assuring her & a small smile formed on her lips... he slipped the stone studded ring in her finger & her eyes brimmed with tears...
He waited for her to look at him after she slipped the ring on his finger... but she decided to ignore him & got busy with Najma & Humeira...
"Zoya..." he finally called her... she turned a little but then decided to ignore him... smiling she moved away but he caught her wrist... "Kya bat hain Bhaijaan... engagement ka asar kuch jyada nahi hua hai aap par..." Ayaan teased & all laughed hearing his comment. Asad left her hand feeling embarrassed.
All settled in the living room after the function, deciding about the Nikaah preparations as after one month's date was fixed for Nikaah. Feeling exhausted by the function, the heavy lehenga & jwellery , Zoya came out in the backyard to get some fresh air. All were engrossed in discussion...
Asad looked around & moved towards the kitchen... filling two cups with coffee he came out in the backyard...
"I don't want your coffee Mr. Khan..." Zoya said as he forwarded the cup towards her.
"Hmm... I know..." he said placing the cups on the bench & sat beside her but she get up. Holding her hand he stopped her & stood in front of her
"I am tired Mr. Khan...let me go..." She said looking away.
"I know Zoya you are tired... & I am sorry for that..." He said turning her face towards him & made her look in to his eyes... those eyes filled with love...for her...
He cupped her face in his palms & she lowered her eyelashes feeling warmth of his touch...
"Look at me Zoya..." She didn't move her gaze.
"Hmm...I am sorry I made you wait so long..." she looked up in his eyes...
"I Love you Zoya..." He said as her eyes met with him & tears rolled down on her cheek. He brushed away those tears with his thump. "What...why are you crying...isn't it you want to hear" he asked & she pushed him but he caught her hands.
"You are so bad Mr. Khan...is it that hard...to say these three words"
"Hmm...not actually...you can try now..."
"Not so soon Mr. Khan...you made me wait...now it's your turn..." She said releasing her hands from his grip & tried to run away but he held her from behind...
"No problem at all...I would love to hold you like this...till I get my reply..." he said & tightened his hold on her waist... she closed her eyes...
Mr. Khan...please...koi aa jayega toh..."
"Who Mr. Khan..." he asked brushing his lips on her ear
"Mr. Khan...please..." She tried to push him.
"I don't see any Mr. Khan here Zoya..." He said nuzzling in her hair.
"Asad..." she breathed
"Hmmm...I am waiting..." she turned in his hold hiding her face in his chest... he made her look up at him...as her eyes met with him she whispered...
"I Love You Asad..."
"Hush...!!! Finally my wait comes to an end...it's worth waiting still..." -A Cup of Coffee sighed in relief
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"I Love you Asad" Zoya mumbled & opened her eyes. A sweet smile adorned her lips...as she looked at the Cup of Coffee in her hand... Sipping the last bit of remaining she placed the cup on the table & looked out of the window. "I really behaving like a stubborn child sometimes...I should have understand, he is busy in wrapping all the important work before Nikaah...uff...aaj toh bohat jyada irritate kiya miane..." mumbling she stood up. "Okay I will say sorry for my behavior...but kuch punishment toh aapke liye bhi banati hai Mr. Asad Ahmad Khan" She smiled her dimpled smile & came out from the cafeteria.
Asad was so pissed off... He tried to talk with Rashid but that was fruitless... Ayaan was already not in for any help... Dilshad didn't receive his calls... & Najma, well she lectured him for letting her expectations down... but for what? What he did that everyone was just ignoring him? Well no one is ready to explain him the reason. He thought to talk with Zoya once again & came out from his cabin.
Zoya rushed towards Asad's Cabin... as she was about to push the door of his cabin open, the door clicked open & she lost her balance... with sudden push Asad stumbled back... she clutched on his collar to balanced herself & his hands found their way on her waist... "Zoya...are you okay?" he asked & she opened her eyes straightening herself in his hold. "Umm...yes...sorry wo..." She stammered as his fingers played on her face tucking the tresses behind her ear. "Asad...wo I..." She said & he pulled her close tightening his hold... "So you are back to Asad... Ms. Farooqui..." he asked when his phone vibrated. Still holding her with one hand he fetched his phone from his pant pocket with other... "Tanveer..." he mumbled looking at the screen & then looked back at Zoya. She stared at his phone screen & moved her gaze up as anger rose in her system again. Struggling in his hold she pushed away his hand from her waist & giving him a deathly glare walked out of his cabin. "Zoya please..." he called & then sighing received the call. "Ms. Tanveer...I am sorry, it's not possible for arrange a meeting today..." saying he cut the call & walked back to his desk. Grabbing his coat & car keys he rushed out of the office.
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Dilshad was engrossed reading a book when the door bell rang. She was surprised looking Asad back home early in the afternoon.
"Asad what happened" She asked worried.
"That is what I want to know Ammi...What happened" He asked making his way inside & Dilshad followed him. Loosening his tie he slumped on the sofa.
"Asad you are home to ask this?" She asked surprised forwarding a glass of water to him.
"Ammi please...enough now...ek toh aap sab aise ignore kar rahe ho jaise mujhse kuch bohat badi galati hui ho...aur Zoya..." he sighed sipping the water.
"Bhaijaan galati...no...bohat bada crime hua hai..." Najma said sitting beside him. "Tamatar not now please...I am not in for any lecture..." he said placing the glass on the table & looked at his Ammi who was smiling looking at his state.
"Ammi...aap batayengi...?"
"Hmm...okay...but kyun na pehle ek cup coffee ho jaye...wo hi special coffee jo tum sirf apni Ms. Farooqui ke liye banate ho..." Dilshad teased him & he massaged his temple while Najma giggled, "Ha Bhaijaan...hum bhi toh dekhe kya special bat hai aapki special coffee me..."
"Why you all are testing my patience today...ab yeh coffee kaha se aa gayi bich me..." He asked annoying.
"wo toh hamesha se hi bich me thi... right Bhaijaan..." Najma giggled & he stood up
After a moment he came back with three cups of coffee. As he handed the cup to Najma she asked, "Bhaijaan aapko nahi lagta ke aap kuch bhul rahe hai..."
"Najma please...I can only make this coffee & nothing else" He said getting more irritate
"Asad she means...don't you think you are forgetting something about today..." Dilshad asked enjoying the coffee while Asad's forehead creased, "Now what is this Ammi..."
"Bhaijaan today's date...remember?"
"29th of May Tamatar...what is..." he squeezed his eyes shut as realization started sinking in him & his hand reached his forehead, "Ya Allah...how can I..." he looked at Dilshad guiltily, "Galati hui Ammi"
"No...It's a crime Bhaijaan...apni fiance ka birthday bhul gaye aap..." Najma said placing the cup on the table.
"Haan haan...bohat bada crime ho gaya...now please help me out..."
"Hum kya help kar sakte hai Bhaijaan..."
"Hmm...okay listen..." After thinking sometime he explained them his plan.
"Okay done..." Both the ladies cheered & he shook his head.
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Entering her cabin Zoya resumed her work deciding not to think about anything else. At six she looked up from her laptop hearing a knock on the door.
"Zoya...Are you coming with me" Ayaan asked entering.
"Didn't Ammi call you?" he asked further as she looked at him with questioning eyes.
"Phupi...nahi...kyu?"
"Ohh...I think bhul gayi hongi...she told me to brought you home after office.
"Why...wait I will talk with her..."
"Uff ho...it's already six...wrap your work & come with me..." Ayaan said closing the file on the table.
"Ayaan...where is Asad"
"Ohh Asad or Mr. Khan" He teased shutting her laptop & she smacked on his head
"Okay Okay...Bhaijaan toh office main nahi hai...I don't have any idea"
"Hmm...okay...chalo" She said sadly grabbing her bag.
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As they reached the Khan Villa, Ayaan pushed the door open & they entered inside.
" Ayaan yeh andhera kyun hai...koi nahi hain kya ghar pe..." She asked looking around. "Ayaan..." She called him again turning back & suddenly the darkness of the room vanished as the lights turned on. She moved inside again & the sight in front surprised her. All the living room was decorated beautifully; all were standing there around the table, which was tinted with so many beautiful candles around & her favorite Blue Berry cake at the center. She stood surprised for a moment when Ayaan placed his hand on her shoulder & said, "Surprise..." Najma ran towards her & hugged her tightly, "Happy Birthday Zoya" She smiled hugging her back & walking towards the table hugged Dilshad who was standing with her arms open. All the time her eyes were searching for him & he was nowhere in sight, her face was glowing with joy but her eyes clouded with the sadness. "Thank you Phupi"
"Dost, It looks like you don't like our surprise..." Rashid asked coming towards her.
She nodded her head as he side hugged her, "I loved it Dost"
"Now come...cut the cake..." Zeenat said & Humeira dragged her. She stood near the table reluctantly.
"What happened Aapi...any problem" Humeira asked teasingly
"Are ha problem toh hai na...Ms. Farooqui ke Mr. Khan jo nahi hai..." Ayaan joined.
"Ayaan enough now..." Dilshad scolded coming towards Zoya.
"Hmmm...Hmmm..."
She narrowed her eyes as the humming sound filled in the room. All parted in both sides of the table clearing the view for her while holding Zoya's Shoulders Dilshad made her turned around. Her eyes trailed towards the sound & the sadness in her eyes placed with the glitter as her eyes met with his.
He was standing there leaning back the wall behind, both hands placed in his pant pockets, small smile playing on his lips...humming...
Hmm...Hmm...
Dehliz pe mere dil ki jo rakhe hai tune kadam...
Tere nam pe meri jindagi likh di mere humdum...
He sang looking intently at her, the look in his eyes & his emotions filled voice was making her go weak at her knees, and she turned towards her family averting his gaze. The Irritation...sadness...anger which was surrounded her the whole day...melted in that moment...
Haan sikha maine jeena jeena kaise jeena... haan sikha maine jeena mere humdum...
Na sikha kabhi jeena jeena kaise jeena...na sikha jeena tere bina humdum...
She smiled looking down while Najam & Humeira elbowed her from both sides.
Sachchi si hai yeh taareefein
dil se jo maine kari hai...
He came towards her while picking up the bunch of pink roses from the side table.
Sachchi si hai yeh taareefein
dil se jo maine kari hai...
He forwarded the flowers to her & she closed her eyes inhaling the aroma of flowers & her face flushed with crimson shade as his fingers touched her face while he tucked her curls behind her ear...
Jo tu mila toh Saji hai...
Duniya meri humdum...
He holds her hand in his, her insides fluttered as he placed his lips slightly on the back of her palm. Blushing she moved back & bumped into Rashid. Rashid smiled at her raising his brows, "Now you can say, you Loved the Surprise...kyun?" Rashid said & she looked down blushing, turning back she again looked towards him...
O aasma mila jameen ko meri
Aadhe Aadhe pure hain hum...
He forwarded his hand coming towards her & she placed her hand in his... holding her hand he guided her towards the table...
Tere nam pe meri jindagi
Likh di mere humdum...
Haan sikha maine jeena jeena kaise jeena... haan sikha maine jeena mere humdum...
Na sikha kabhi jeena jeena kaise jeena...na sikha jeena tere bina humdum...
All clapped happily as he ended the song. Zoya cut the cake & fed him first & then to her all family members. The whole evening went in to teasing the couple & enjoying each other's company.
"Abbu...what about our dinner plan" Ayaan asked as Najma & Humeira decided to play some games
"Dinner plan..." Rashid asked confused
"Kya Abbu...Dinner...for us..." Ayaan said moving towards Rashid & winked.
"Ohh...ha...yes...dinner..." Rashid said as he got the idea about what Ayaan was suggested.
"Come on all...aaj Abbu hume treat denge" Ayaan declared getting up "And...you two..." he said looking towards AsYa, "are not involved in our plan...kyun Abbu..."
"Haan...we thought tumhara kuch alag plan hoga, So I just made reservation for seven only..." Rashid announced.
"But Abbu..." Asad tried to say something but Ayaan interrupted him
"No but... hum ja rahe hai...aap dono apna plan khud banao...bye..." saying he pushed everyone towards the door.
As all went Asad moved towards Zoya...
"Zoya..wo...I am sorry...I don't know how I forgot...I am really sorry..." he said looking at her as she crossed her arms & looking at him raise her brows.
"Hmm...So...Mr. Khan...It's time for your punishment"
"Galati toh apne ki hai...phir saza toh milni chahiye na..." she said moving close to him looking in to his eyes.
"Aur kya hai meri saza..." he asked as she wrapped her arms around his neck & his hands found their way to her waist pulling her close to him...
"Umm...haan..." after thinking for a moment she moved her face towards him... their faces were inches apart, "Kyun na..." she paused looking at him with a teasing smile, "Mr. Khan ke hatho ki ek coffee ho jaye..." she continued & winked at him moving back her face. He squeezed a bit on her waist, "Sure Ms. Farooqui..." whispering in her ear he released his hold & walked towards the kitchen to fulfill her wish.
"waise ek bat toh hai...yeh coffee bade kam ki chiz hai..." he said as he poured the coffee in the mug. "Turned out to my savior many times" He added looking up at her.
"Ohh...but Mr. Khan is galat fehmi me mat rahiye...har bar main man jaungi...with this one cup of coffee..." She said leaning behind the counter. He moved towards her placing the coffee cup back on the counter which he was going to offer her.
"So...I should have thought the other ways then..." He asked with mischief.
"Off course...you have to..."
"Hmm...then why not give it a try...now..." he said moving towards her, placing his both hands on the counter at her both sides.
"Try...for what..." she asked confused.
"The other ways..." he whispered in her ear moving her locks on her left shoulder, She shivered as his fingers traveled on her neck.
"Asad..." She whispered dazed by his move.
"Sshh..." He placed his finger on her lips & her breath hitched... her heart raced... Staring at her flushed face he trailed his fingers on the length of her arms...she closed her eyes... holding her on her waist he waited for her to open her eyes & as her eyes met with his he tighten his hold... picking up her swiftly he made her sit on the counter... she looked down trying to hide her face behind the curtain of her silky locks. Releasing his hold on her waist he removed her locks from her face & tilted her chin up with his index finger while with other hand he fetched something from his pant pocket... not averting his gaze from her face...
She was lost in his touch... moving his fingers on her neck he smiled & kissed her cheek...
"Asad..." she moaned & opened her eyes as she sensed something around her neck...
"Like it...soon to be Mrs. Khan..." he whispered brushing his lips on her ear.
She just touched the pendent around her neck looking at his amused face...not able to utter a word...
"What were you thinking by the way...?" He asked moving back.
"Nothing...Mr. Khan..." Pushing him with both her hands she gets down from the counter & turned but he held her wrist.
"There are so many other ways too Zoya...I would like to explore..." He said in a husky voice kissing her earlobe, hugging her from behind...& she closed her eyes absorbing the new bliss in his warmth...
She turned around in his arms hiding her face in his chest... he made her look at him & their eyes met... seeking the permission in her eyes he moved his lips towards her...& they lost in their new world of passion...
"You enjoy your coffee guys...& let them enjoy their new ways..." -Cup Of Coffee...remain long forgotten...as Mr. Khan got busy exploring the new ways with his soon to be Mrs Khan...
Please ignore the errors...I write down it in a hurry & don't have time to recheck...
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