AsYa FF - The Intern #4: Ch 62 & 63 Pg 122 COMPLETED - Page 78

Zoya woke up adorning the most beautiful smile, she took in a deep breath and looked up 'Thank you Allah, for bringing this day into my life, thank you for everything'

Maheen and Nasima couldn't stop smiling as they washed her hands and arms, her mehndi looked beyond amazing 'my Asad loves you so much...look at how dark the colour has come out' 'Ammi it also means you love me very much' Maheen placed her hand over her head 'more than you know'.

Zoya showered and came out to everyone sitting there 'the beautician is on her way...we are going to leave you to get ready in peace...but before then we need you to eat' Annie said as she held her hand.

Zoya stopped Annie by pulling at her arm 'Annie...look at me' she said in a soft voice. Annie turned around and as she did she crashed against her. 'Shh...please don't cry' Zoya said trying to hold her own tears from escaping. Annie pulled back 'I am sorry I didn't mean to cry...I am just really happy...with everything that has happened, you and Bhaijaan...today you finally become my Bhabhi' Zoya kissed her 'yes I do...I love you Annie, I love you all very much' Zoya said looking at everyone else who had moist eyes. Zack came and gave her a big hug 'I love you Sis...see you soon' was all he managed to say before he walked out 'ok...now go before my eyes start getting puffy...just make sure Mr Khan is ready and waiting' Zoya said laughing through her tears.

It took the hair and makeup artist a good part of three hours to get Zoya ready, and when looked in the mirror she was left completely stunned at how she looked 'this is really me?' she asked 'I take that as a compliment' the makeup artist said making her laugh.

Zoya took in a few deep breaths 'Annie...I need Zack...now' Annie looked at her 'Zoya are you ok...what's wrong?' 'Nothing...I just need to talk to him, please' Annie called Zack who came up immediately.

'Zoya what's wrong. Is everything ok?' Zoya grabbed hold of his hands and looked deep into his eyes 'Zack...i should have asked you this ages ago...but I guess I just realised' 'ask me what Zoya' 'Zack, I don't have any family of my own...no father, no mother no sibling...you, you called me your sister...will you give me away as my brother, stand with me at my Nikah'

Zack's eyes could not stop watering, Nasima and Sohail walked up to her and Zack 'the daughter I never had...Zoya, Zack would be honoured to give you away...and from now on you are not alone Zoya, you have your very own Ammi and Abu right here' Nasima said as she hugged her. Zack cupped her face and kissed her forehead 'time to give you away Sis, come'.

The guests along with Asad and the Imam waited for Zoya to be brought down.

As Zack, Nasima and Sohail brought Zoya in the guests stood up and clapped to welcome her in. Asad who was sitting up on stage could not see her as Annie had placed another large red veil over her, one that she was only going to remove once the Nikah had been completed.

Keeping her hand in his Zack sat Zoya down 'Imaam sahib, you can start the Nikah' Sohail instructed.

The Imam started reading; he first approached Asad and asked him

'Qubool Hai'

He replied on all three occasions

The Imam then walked around the other side and stood near Zoya. Zack leaned in 'you can still make a run for it' Zoya let out a giggle and nudged him 'you are supposed to be giving me away not making me run away'

Zoya squeezed Zack's hand as the Imam questioned her. Taking in a deep breath Zoya closed her eyes

'Qubool Hai'

As the words left her lips she could hear everyone around her cheer in happiness. Zack pulled her towards him and kissed the side of her head congratulations Sis'.

Annie and Huma pulled back the partition and as Maheen and Nasima stood both Asad and Zoya up Zack took the ends of her veil and pulled it back.

For Asad time had stood still, there was never a time, a moment that was as perfect as this. Zoya looked like a Royal Princess, she looked breathtakingly beautiful.

Zoya slowly looked up to, she couldn't control how her stomach was fluttering like crazy, as her eyes met his she broke out into a beautiful yet shy smile.

Maheen stepped forward and hugged both of them 'Mubarak to both of you, I cannot tell you how happy I am for you Asad...if only your Abu was here with us' she said wiping away her tears 'He always is Ammi...he is with is no matter what'.

As the party continued the guests enjoyed the rich layout of food and the music alike.

Zack took the mic off the DJ 'Ladies and Gentlemen, can I please have your attention...don't worry I won't make you sit there and endure a long speech from me...but...but I do want to thank each and every one of you who have come to celebrate on of the best days in the lives of me and my family. Bhaijaan and Zoya, we love you very much and wish you a long life of happiness...now can you please grace the dance floor with your presence and open it to the rest of us who are itching to dance in celebration.

Asad took Zoya by the hand and led her to the middle of the dance floor. Placing his hand around her waist he pulled her in closer 'you ready Mrs Khan' Zoya couldn't stop smiling 'as ready as I will ever be Mr Khan'.

As the music started Asad started to sway side to side with Zoya in his arms.

Dhoop se nikal ke
Chhaanv se phisal ke
Hum mile jahaan par
Lamha tham gaya

Aasmaan pighal ke
Sheeshe mein dhal ke
Jam gaya to tera
Chehra ban gaya

Duniya bhula ke tumse mila hoon
Nikli hai dil se ye duaa
Rang de tu mohe Gerua
Ranjhe ki dil se hai duaa
Rang de tu mohe gerua

Haan nikli hai dil se ye duaa
Ho.. Rang de tu mohe gerua

Ho tumse se shuru.. tumpe fanaa
Hai Sufiyana yeh dastaan
Main kaarwaan manzil ho tum
Jaata jahaan ko har raasta

Tumse juda jo
Dil zara sambhal ke
Dard ka wo saara
Kohra chhan gaya

Duniya bhula ke tumse mila hoon
Nikli hai dil se yeh duaa
Rang de tu mohe gerua
Ho.. Ranjhe ki dil se hai duaa
Rang de tu mohe gerua

O.. veeraan tha, dil ka jahaan
Jis din se tu daakhil huaa
Ik jism se.. ik jaan ka..
Darza mujhe haasil huaa

Haan.. pheeke hain saare
Naate jahaan ke
Tere saath rishta gehra ban gaya

Duniya bhula ke tumse mila hoon
Nikli hai dil se yeh duaa
Rang de tu mohe gerua
Ranjhe ki dil se hai duaa
Rang de tu mohe gerua

Haan nikli hai dil se ye duaa
Ho.. Rang de tu mohe gerua

Asad placed a kiss on Zoya's cheek as the song came to an end earning them a big round of applause. With that the DJ officially declared the dance floor open letting all their family and friends shake a leg.

'Baji, it is nearly time...I think we should get them going, they have a flight to catch' Nasima said to Maheen.

Maheen went to get Asad and Zoya, as Nasima went to gather Huma and Annie. Zoya didn't have the conventional send off, she was taken up to her room and was made to change. Zoya came out in her jeans and hooded top 'what...what did you expect me to wear' she answered Huma and Annie's eyes 'true...the only bride I know that is having her rukhsati in jeans and trainers' Huma laughed.

By the time Zoya went back downstairs she saw Asad had changed into his casuals too 'Zack, please make sure everything is packed properly' 'we will...dont worry, you just go and enjoy yourself...and look after my sister' 'I will do' he said hugging him.

Asad turned around to see see Zoya standing behind him 'you ready' Zoya nodded.

Everyone hugged them and wished them well 'we will see you in a months' time...and no need to keep in touch...just let us occasionally know how you are getting on' Annie said winking at Zoya.

Ramu loaded the car and opened the door for them, turning around they both waved their final goodbye before they jetted off to Thailand.

Feeling a little uncomfortable with her hair all tied up in a bun Zoya picked up her toiletry bag and went towards the toilets.

After a while she came back with her curly locks bouncing, making her look all the more gorgeous.

'How many more hours?' she said looking towards Asad 'just over three...why don't you sleep' 'I am not tired' you will be...and there is no way I am letting you sleep when we get there' Zoya started to turn bright red 'Asad Ahmed Khan, you seriously have no shame' 'I have no reason to have any shame you are my wife remember' he said leaning across to kiss her soft lips 'that I most certainly am'

Asad had booked them five days in Bangkok and then the remaining 7 days in Phuket, checking into their hotel Asad and Zoya made their way up. Letting the bell boy place their luggage Asad gave him a tip and thanked him.

Asad turned around to find Zoya gone 'Zoya' he called out 'in here' he heard her voice. Zoya was walking around the huge honeymoon suite in total awe 'Asad...this is amazing, I can't believe how big it is' she said.

Asad went and wrapped his arms around her from behind 'only the best for you...you want to catch up on a power nap before we go out?' with the time difference Asad and Zoya had landed in Bangkok at lunch time 'I am not sleepy...if you are ok with it we can freshen up and go out for a while...or we can chill and go out a little later'

Asad cupped her face with his hand and then placed his lips over hers. Zoya held held on to his arms as she felt her knees go a little weak, the way Asad kissed her was taking her breath away, literally.

Asad rested his forehead against hers, what he wanted to do was take her straight to bed, after all it was their first day as a married couple but he didn't want to do everything back to front, they had already missed their wedding night as it was supposed to be 'let's go out and then we can chill all evening and all night' I like the sound of that Mr Khan'.

The both of them didn't last long, they spent a good part of three hours checking out the area surrounding the hotel, they stopped over for a coffee and a light snack before they returned.

'I need to shower and change' Zoya said taking her jacket off. Just as she was about to walk off Asad managed to grab hold of her arm 'why don't you leave the showering to later...come and sit for a while' 'Ok...but I need to change out of these clothes' ok, go and change then.

Zoya came out wearing her cotton pyjamas and tee shirt, as she walked towards Asad she tied her hair up into a pony tail that feels so much better' she said as she went to zip up her suitcase.

Asad came into the bedroom seeing her trying to pick up the suit case 'Zoya, wait, I will do it' he said making her stop.

Putting the suitcase down Asad turned back towards her, taking hold of her hand he pulled her closer to him. Both of them looked at one another not being able to quite express in words what their hearts desired. Slowly raising his hand he pushed back her fringe and then gently stroked the side of her face with the tips of his fingers making her whole body break out in a tingle.

As Asad lowered his face Zoya parted her lips allowing him to kiss her with full dominance.

In one swift movement Asad picked her up and took her towards the bed, laying her down he placed his hands on either side of her. Zoya could feel the heat that emanated from his body that towered over her, his intense gaze was making her stomach twist in anticipation.

Without saying anything Asad lowered himself over her, and Zoya gave in to every touch. Asad spent the whole night loving his beautiful wife and Zoya spent the night letting him.

Zoya and Asad woke up in each other's arms, as they started to wake up they both smiled 'good morning' he whispered against her ear still holding her close 'good morning to you too' Zoya turned her head around and as soon as she did Asad captured her lips with his 'mmm, that was yum' 'would you like some more?' Zoya started to feel shy 'maybe later...I think I need to eat'

Asad and Zoya both showered and changed before they went down to have some breakfast.

The time they spend in Bangkok was filled with lots of sightseeing, shopping and eating, and of course a lot of making sweet love.

Zoya couldn't wait to land in Phuket, seven days in the blue sea sounded like heaven to her.

'Asad you know I can't swim...I am not going in further than that' 'I promise I won't let you go Zoya...give me your hand' Asad grabbed took her hand into his and started walking further and further into the open sea.

'It's totally amazing...I love it' she said wrapping herself round his bare torso.

Zoya was promised a sunset by the sea a long time ago, it may have been Mumbai but this was just as grand, nothing could beat what she saw before her.

Zoya stood under the shower trying to wash out the sand from her hair, as she applied more shampoo she felt a presence behind her and before she could turn around Asad wrapped his arms around her 'let me help' he said making her body shiver. Zoya let him wash her hair and then completely over take her senses under the cold spray of water.

Zoya managed to pack their bags in time for the taxi that was taking them to the airport.

'Zoya wait here, I need to book these cases in for India' Zoya looked at him 'then what are we taking to our other holiday?' she asked 'those bags there' he said pointing to two other suitcases 'are you going to tell me where we are going?' 'Yes I will...but not just yet'.

Zoya and Asad boarded a flight that was going to Dubai 'we are holidaying in Dubai?' 'Nope...that's just a pit stop' 'Asad, please tell me' 'I will Zoya...as soon as we land in Dubai I will tell you'.

Landing in Dubai, Asad took Zoya by her hand and started walking towards their next gate 'we still have around two hours before our next flight, so you can chill in the lounge' 'that's all ok...but you need to tell me now'

Asad squeezed her hand 'look up there' Zoya looked up at the flight information board 'What am I supposed to be looking at there are so many flights on there' 'count down ten flights' Zoya started counting down and when she got to the flight Asad had indicated she stopped breathing. She shot her head around to face him 'Asad, that's going to...are you taing me to...I mean are we going to' Asad cupped her face and kissed her forehead 'Yes Zoya, we are going to Saudi Arabia to perform Umrah, what better way to start our life than here' Zoya started crying, she quickly put her arms around him 'I don't know what to say Asad...thank you so so much, I can't believe you are taking me there...this is more than just a dream come true'

Asad waited for Zoya as she went to wear her gown and hijab 'how do I look?' 'Like my princess always does...beautiful'

Holding hand in hand Asad and Zoya looked at one another and smiled as they took a step towards their future that was going to start with Allah.

Zoya Farooqui, the geek, The Intern, who came into the life of Asad Ahmed Khan and completely took it over. The man who promised to love her and be with her no matter what was now her husband a part that made her whole, that completed her. With no memory she still believed, had faith and trusted her heart and instincts and went on to lead the most happiest life ever.

Zoya Farooqui, The Intern