Haunted Love...!!! AsYa FF #1 - Chapters 1 to 16 - Page 20

Hey friends!!! 😃 So here is your much awaited update...Chapter 4!! Hope you all enjoy this intense and scary update!!! Happy reading!! 😳

Asad walked towards Rashid in shaky steps, with the bottle in his hand, and stood in front of Rashid.

"Hi dad!!! Hope I didn't disturb you in your party..." Asad said with a smile, while Rashid held Asad by his hand and took him to the side, away from all the guests.

"What the hell are you doing here?? What are you up to Asad??" asked Rashid, clenching his teeth, "Listen, don't make a scene here and get out now...I will talk to you after the party!!"

Asad smiled and pushed Rashid's hand off his hand.

"Okay...I will go Mr. Rashid Ahmed Khan!! On one condition...!!"

"What is the condition??" asked Rashid, looking back at his guests and giving short smiles at them.

"You must approve Zoya's casting in Haunted Love...!!!"

Rashid turned at Asad, with an angry glare, while Asad took a sip of his drink.

"What...you are threatening me??" asked Rashid, "Asad, you know about me!!"

"Of course I know how cheap you are...by the way...answer my question..."

"No!!" Rashid said staring at Asad.

"You're sure??"

"Yes...I am your father, remember that...I will have adamancy more than you!!"

"And I am your son...I too am not a lesser criminal than you...you will agree...this is Asad Ahmed Khan's word!!"

Saying so, Asad walked off from that place, while Rashid loosened his tie a bit, and looked at Dilshaad who was looking at him with a troubled expression. He just walked past her to attend the guests, while Dilshaad looked at the door helplessly at her son going out.

"Why did you come here, first of all Asad??" asked Ayaan, standing out of the car, while Asad was standing by the bonnet of his car, staring at Rashid's house.

"Listen, you sit back and come. I shall drive you back home. Come!"

Ayaan caught Asad's hand to help him get in, while Asad smiled and kept his hand on Ayaan's shoulder.

"What's this champ...I still didn't even do anything...and you are asking me to leave??"

"What do you mean??" Ayaan asked, while Asad smiled, and went to his car and opened the door.

He looked at Ayaan through the mirror, "Now, you will see the real show!! Call the media!!"

After some time, at Rashid's residence, his secretary came running to him, and told him something in his ear, while Rashid gave a stunned look.

"What??? Are you serious???" asked Rashid, while he rushed to the first floor and went to the balcony and was taken aback at the scene outside.

At the road opposite Rashid's home, which was situated a bit far from there, he saw a huge crowd and with Asad sitting on the bonnet of his car with his bottle. He had parked his car at the middle of the road horizontally, creating mass traffic and there were other fans of Asad too crowded to have a look at their favorite celebrity. Meanwhile press reporters were in full force, to get to know the story and were clicking pics.

He had turned on the stereo system in his car at a high volume, which played "Saada Haq".

Rashid was shocked to the core witnessing Asad's act, while he clutched the balcony rails tightly, unaware of what to do.

Meanwhile, Asad was sitting leisurely on the car, having his drink, while Ayaan was trying to control the crowd and was getting tensed at the traffic block and the consequences if police arrives there.

On the other hand, Zoya was coming in her car on that side, while the driver stopped the car sensing the traffic block.

"What happened?? Any accident??" asked Zoya, sitting at the back.

"Don't know Ma'am...but I can hear some music...maybe some concert?? I can see people crowded too..." asked the driver, in doubt.

"Concert??? On the road??" asked Zoya, while she tried to see through the cars.

"Just go and see, what's going on Bhaijaan." Zoya said, while the driver got out and Zoya too tried to understand the scene.

In some time the driver came inside the car and turned at Zoya, "Ma'am, it's Asad Sir!!"

"Who???" Zoya asked one more time, to make sure she heard the right name.

"Yes Ma'am. Asad Sir has parked his car on the middle of the road, and is sitting on the bonnet of the car and drinking!!"

Zoya just couldn't believe what was going on, and wore her goggles and covered her face with a scarf in order to avoid people mobbing by recognizing her, and got out of the car.

By then, the police had arrived and the other police cleared the crowd from there and moved them back, while the Inspector came to Asad.

Asad looked at him and smiled, "Ohhh!! You are here?? Welcome back, Inspector!! It's been some time since we met yeah??"

"Mr. Asad!! You are creating public nuisance here!!! What is this?? Did you see the traffic block around you?? It's better if you clear your car off from here, now!!" warned the Inspector.

Asad looked at him, "If not, what will you do?? Arrest me right?? Go ahead!! It's nothing new for me to get arrested and come out in bail the next day!! I am not going to move an inch from this place, till I get what I want!!"

Zoya, was watching this from a considerable distance, and wondered what Asad was up to, and what his intention behind this act was.

"What do you want??" asked the Inspector, while Ayaan too looked on.

"I want my respected beloved father to agree to my condition, which I had said him. If he doesn't, I don't mind you arresting me too. But I won't move from this place. I am very sorry!!"

The Inspector moved from there, while the media people came near Asad and Ayaan, trying to get some information from them.

Zoya, who was watching all this, just couldn't get the reason behind Asad's act.

"Why is Asad doing all this?? What is he asking to his dad??" Zoya wondered.

"Mr. Rashid, it's not possible to control the crowd for long!!" the Inspector said to Rashid at his home, "Mr. Asad is not agreeing to leave this place until and unless you accept to some condition of his. He is blocking the road for so long and if he doesn't clear in some more time, we will have to arrest him. Please, do something!!!"

The guests already understood what the scene was, and Rashid stormed out of the house, while his body guards covered him as he walked the entire way and reached near Asad's car.

Rashid looked around at the crowd, media and police, and stared at Asad who made a mess of things around.

"Asad!!! Get off the car!!" Rashid said, while Asad looked at him and jumped down.

"Hi daddy!!! How come, veteran producer Rashid Ahmed Khan is standing on the middle of the road??" asked Asad, while Rashid spotted the media covering the footage from a distance.

"Asad, move off this place, right now!!!"

"Only if you accept to my condition...you will produce Haunted Love with Zoya under Bombay Talkies...what do you say??"

Rashid, clenched his fists and closed his eyes, venting out his pressure, and looked at him.

"Fine!!" Rashid said looking away.

"I didn't hear!!" Asad said with his right ear oriented towards Rashid.

"I accept!!!" Rashid said, looking at him.

"Ayaan, you understood something??" asked Asad, while Ayaan gave bewildered looks at Rashid and Asad.

"What you accept?? I am not a Qazi asking for your consent for a marriage...tell clearly...in proper words!!! Louder!! Everyone must understand...I don't have so much time!!"

Rashid raised his eyebrows listening to that, while he recalled an incident, along with Zoya; who too went back to an incident which took place 2 years back:

"Sir, Asad Sir asked me to discuss with you, about...about my launch..."

Zoya said, with loads of nervousness in her face, sitting at Rashid's office, in front of him, and three other people, while Asad was discussing something to one of the crew person at another corner inside Rashid's office. Asad had brought her to Rashid to introduce her.

"About your what??" asked Rashid, sitting at his chair, who already knew the reason of Zoya's visit, but was unhappy about Asad's choice.

"About me...acting..." Zoya said, taking glances at Asad, and nervous.

"Tell louder...I can't hear you!!!" Rashid said coming in the front, while Asad looked at Rashid.

"Eheemm..." Zoya cleared her throat, "About me...I like to...act...I mean..."

"Abhishek, you understood anything??" asked Rashid laughing at his secretary, while Zoya was sweating profusely and looking at people, mocking at her.

"What...you like to act...in school dramas??" Rashid asked laughing, while Asad clutched the paper in his hand, out of anger.

"Louder...louder...louder!!! Make it clear!!! Everyone has to understand...don't waste my time!!!!" Rashid said in a loud tone, while tears started filling in Zoya's eyes and Asad stormed to the table.

"Stop this dad!!!! There is a limit to mock at people and insult them. I got her to introduce to you only...not to make a fun out of her!! Come, Zoya!!"

Asad, stormed out of Rashid's cabin.

"Hellooo!!!" Asad snapped his fingers at Rashid, while he looked at him.

"Some memories flashed haan??" Asad asked, while Zoya too gave a stare at Rashid.

"Tell soon and louder!!!" Asad said, while Rashid said louder, "Okay!! As per your wish, I will produce your movie with Zoya as the actress...fine????"

Asad smiled hearing it and Rashid stared at Asad. Zoya too had a smile, looking at Asad getting his aim completed. Media guys quickly noted down the information they got.

"Now move from this place!! Go!!" Rashid said, while Asad took out his cigarette, lit it and took a puff. He blew it on Rashid's face, while Rashid swatted the smoke away.

"That's like a good dad!!!"

Saying so, Asad entered at the back of his car, while Ayaan drove the car off from there, and Rashid came to the Inspector.

"Don't file any case on this. I apologize on my son's behalf...just take care of this Khanna..." Rashid said, and the Inspector nodded his head and started clearing the traffic as the vehicles started moving, and Rashid walked back to his home.

Zoya, got inside her car, removed her glasses and scarfs, and smiled recalling Asad's antics and how Rashid accepted in front of the world, that he will cast her.

"Mr. Rashid...hope now you understood, how it feels when you get insulted...and Asad!!! You are one of your kind!!! Kudos to you!!" Zoya thought in her mind, and smiled as the car drove off.

"Asad, I really don t understand the actual reason behind your wrath on your father..." Ayaan said driving the car, while Asad was looking out through the window, behind, "But, still he always is cared for you. See, he is the one who always takes you out on bail whenever you land in troubles...he bears everything..."

"The one who is wicked and evil inside too looks too soft and good natured outside, Ayaan..." Asad said, "There was a time when I considered him my hero...but now...I regret to even bear his surname!!"

Ayaan, just listened to it and drove off silently, while Asad just closed his eyes and lied on the head rest of the seat, in thoughts.

Rashid was sitting at the office room, at his home, as he recalled the night's events. He broke the glass vase next to his chair, out of rage, and Dilshaad came to him hearing that.

"Rashid!!! What happened??" asked Dilshaad, being petrified looking at the shattered glass on the floor.

"Your son...your bloody son...what does he think in his mind haan??" asked Rashid coming to her, with glaring eyes, while Dilshaad looked at him with tension on her face.

"What type of a son have you given birth to?? He made me a laughing stock today, in front of the entire bloody media!!! What manners have you taught him??? First...he got some stupid girl to launch in this industry...next he started getting involved with her...and his foolish decision of getting married to that cheap classless girl...moving out of home...getting arrested for drunken drives...how have you grown him up???"

Dilshaad just looked at him with tears filling her eyes and gave an intent look at him.

"Is he behaving like the son of a millionaire?? He just behaves like a third-grade thug..."

"Then what are you, Rashid??"

Rashid was taken aback, to hear that question from Dilshaad. Dilshaad wiped her tears and came to him closer.

"Tell me Rashid!! If my son is a third-grade thug, who are you then??" asked Dilshaad, "You listed out the wrong-doings of Asad right, did you ever wonder who forced him to do all that??"

"You mean to say, I am responsible for this ruthless behavior of his??" Rashid asked, looking at her.

"Can you say a no??" asked Dilshaad, while Rashid just was spell bound looking at her, and he turned away from her.

"All these days I stayed quiet. I was an obedient wife only to you, but I guess while fulfilling the duties of a wife, I forgot my duties as a mother. That's why today you are pointing out to my upbringing of my child." Dilshaad said with tears.

"I grew him up with all good manners and discipline only, Rashid. He is my only son and I gave him the best of my teaching in good morals and attitude. That's the reason; he is living with the love for that one girl alone in his life throughout, even after his separation with her with not even a second lady's trespassing, unlike you!!!"

Rashid abruptly turned back at her, and shifted his eye-sight away from her, while Dilshaad came to him.

"If he left his affectionate mother and lived alone, it's because of you!! If he took up on smoking and drinking, it's because of you!! If he is ruining himself like this day by day, it's only because of you, you and you!!!" Dilshaad said him, with tears glistening in her eyes.

"I am happy, that my son grew up as per my upbringing, instead of growing up like you!! I am proud about that!!" Dilshaad said, while Rashid looked at her, "You deserve all these insults and tensions, given by my son...you owe them!!! Dare not, talk about my up-bringing or my son's morality!!"

Dilshaad picked up the glass pieces from the floor, and walked off from there taking a glance at Rashid. Rashid just sat at his office chair, recalling what all Dilshaad said, and drank his glass of water.

It was night and Zoya was sleeping in her room, at her flat.

Just then there was some noise surrounding her, which disturbed her sleep.

Zoya woke up from her bed at night, hearing it and looked around. She saw some brightness outside her room too. She stealthily walked outside, towards the source of the sound.

She came to the living room and saw that the TV was on and the channels were changing continuously all by itself.

Zoya being horrified looked at the remote and it was just lying on the table and there was no one at the sofa too, but the channels were changing all by itself.

She slowly walked near the sofa, and took the remote with shivering hands and switched off the TV.

"How did...how did the TV get on all by...itself??"

She started walking towards the room in slow steps, while her face was all sweating in horror. Suddenly,

"Zoyaaa..."

Hearing that whisper of her name, Zoya stopped all of a sudden with racing heartbeats.

Breathing heavily and face filled with a higher amount of panic, she turned towards her side and saw the music system having turned on.

She looked at it keenly and walked towards it. She bent down at the music system and placed her ears closer to the speaker with her hand resting on that.

She heard a loud scream from the speaker and she moved back in a swift out of horror.

"Who is this...????" Zoya asked looking around, "Who are you????"

Just then, the rocking chair at her home started rocking slowly, and Zoya got up in horror, ran to her room, took her mobile and car keys and ran out of home, locking the door, and rushed out.

Asad was sitting at the office room, writing something in his letter pad, listening to an instrumental.

"I will dedicate this song to you, Zoya!!" Asad looked at that paper, "My first and last attempt of writing the lyrics and singing this song..."

Just the doorbell rang a multiple times along with knocks.

Asad looked out and looked at the clock, which showed 12:45 A.M.

"Who is it...this time??" Asad wondered, while the bells kept on ringing. Asad kept his pen inside the letter pad, closed it and walked outside towards the door.

He opened the door and was stunned to find Zoya at the door.

"Zoya??"

"Asad...please...if you don't mind...can I stay here tonight??? Please!!! " asked a panicked Zoya, and Asad saw her all disheveled in her night dress at his flat door, and taking heavy breath.

"What happened...you are here at this time...any problem???" asked Asad.

"Asad, I will tell you everything. Can I come in first...please??" asked a tensed Zoya.

"Yeah sure...come!!" Asad said and let her get inside home, while he closed the door in thoughts wondering what was the reason behind Zoya's tension.

"Are you okay now??" asked Asad, while Zoya was having water from the bottle.

Zoya had it, and took a deep breath and nodded her head at Asad, while he sat opposite her at the sofa.

"Now, can you tell me what happened??" asked Asad, while Zoya looked at him.

Zoya narrated all the events and drank some more water, while Asad was in thoughts listening to it.

"All these events are taking place since the beginning of Haunted Love for the second time...is this a message or something?? Or are these just her imaginations?" thought Asad, as he looked at a tensed Zoya sitting over there.

"If I had stayed there for some more time...I would have...I would have just gone crazy!!!" Zoya said holding her head.

"Are you...serious that these all happened??" Asad asked, while Zoya looked up at him, "I mean...maybe...it must be some...hallucination..."

Zoya gritted her teeth and got up from her place and went to him.

"You mean to say I am crazy???" asked an angry Zoya, "I look like some mental patient to you?? Haan??"

"No Zoya...I didn't mean that...just that..." Asad said standing up, while Zoya stared at him.

"What just that?? Haan??" Zoya asked, "I look like a fool to you to come in my night dress like this at the middle of the night?? I am not drinking 24/7 like you to think something in my imagination or hallucinate..."

"Now why are you linking that with this Zoya...I just clarified..." Asad tried to explain.

"Fine!! You need not believe me!! I will go back to my home itself...sorry for bothering you at this night...I am very sorry!!!"

Zoya, took her mobile and walked back to the door, while Asad went back of her.

"Zoya, listen to me...just listen..."

Zoya reached the door, while Asad dragged her by her hand and brought her closer to him.

"Just listen Zoya!!!" Asad shouted, while Zoya looked on, "I am telling you I am sorry!!"

Zoya looked down hearing it, while Asad composed himself, and left his hold on Zoya.

"Listen baby..." Asad said and stopped it, while Zoya too gave an awkward look hearing it, "Sorry...listen...I just clarified my doubt with you. Okay?? I am sorry if you felt it bad. Now, you need not go back home in this state. You stay here for the night, and leave by morning. Okay??"

Zoya nodded her head, while Asad signaled her to go in. Zoya walked inside, and sat at the sofa.

"Well, you go to sleep now" Asad said, "You can sleep in our room...I mean...my room...I will clean it up for you."

Asad said and walked to his room, and Zoya too followed him. Asad cleaned up his clothes and magazines lying on bed and looked at Zoya.

"You can sleep here."

"But...where will you sleep??" Zoya asked, with a doubtful look.

"Don't worry..." Asad said with a smirk, "I mostly sleep at the sofa or my office room only most of the days...rarely I come to this room to sleep."

Zoya looked down hearing it and looked around.

"So yeah...you go to sleep. I will be down only, if you need anything, use that intercom" Asad said pointing out to it, "Intercom No..."

"No: 4 to hall and No: 3 to office room..." Zoya completed his sentence, while both of them stood speechless hearing that.

Zoya realized that she had blabbered out something, while Asad noted that Zoya still has not forgotten anything about their home; her home.

"Yeah..." Asad looked around, "Correct...fine...you sleep...I will go. Good night!!"

Saying so, Asad walked out of the room, while Zoya sat at the bed looking around, and was deep in thoughts.

It was 1:30 at night and Asad was sitting at the hall, and thinking about what all Zoya had said, and was totally in thoughts.

"What are these supernatural stuff happening around me and her??" wondered Asad, "That day...asking me start Haunted Love...Zoya's premonition at home...photo frame breaking...defective photos...now this...does these all have some connection??"

"Aaahhh!!!!"

Asad got up in a jerk hearing Zoya's scream and rushed through the stairs to his room, and opened his room door.

Zoya looked at Asad and pointed out to the corner, "Asad!!! Asad!! There is someone there!!"

Asad rushed near Zoya and looked at that side and smiled looking at her, "Zoya, relax!!!! It's a flower vase only!!"

Zoya saw that keenly after Asad said and looked at Asad, pressing her temples.

"Zoya, I said you I am here. Relax!!! There's nothing to panic here!!" Asad said looking at Zoya, "Sleep peacefully!!"

"No Asad...I am feeling too scared..." said Zoya wiping off the sweat from her face.

"Okay fine...I shall sit here with you...okay?? I will be sitting here, fine?" asked Asad, while Zoya seemed a bit relieved hearing that.

Asad took the nearby chair and sat to the side of her bed, and lifted his hands up and asked Zoya to relax.

"Now sleep...okay?? I will be here only. I will be sitting here...okay?? Relax and sleep!!"

Zoya lied down again, and wrapped herself in the blanket and looked at Asad, as she dozed off to her sleep.

"Thank you so much for last night, Asad." Zoya said inside Asad's car outside her apartment, at 6 in the morning, and she got out, "See you!!"

"One minute!!" Asad called out to Zoya, and took out a rolled chart and handed it over to Zoya through the window, while Zoya looked at the roll and back at him.

"This belongs to you...I didn't feel it right to have something of yours with me without your knowledge. If you like it, you can keep it...or just tear it off and throw it!! Bye!!"

Saying so, Asad drove off from the place, while Zoya unrolled the chart and saw her sleeping portrait which Asad had drawn last night, and was moved with the fact that Asad didn't sleep the whole night, and was guarding her all the while.

"Your contract!!" Rashid said to Zoya at his office room.

Rashid gave the contract to Zoya, and Zoya sat in front of him in the opposite chair and gave a broad smile at him, while Rashid was burning in rage.

Zoya signed the contract and gave it back to Rashid and Rashid saw that she had signed "Zoya Asad Ahmed Khan", and was staring at her.

"You forgot who I am Zoya??" Rashid asked with glaring eyes.

"Not at all!!" Zoya said and wore her sunglasses and looked at him, "But you are going to see who I am hereafter only...Sasur ji!!"

Rashid stared at her looking at it, while Zoya smirked at him, as she headed towards the door.

"Imraan Sir...a note for you!!" said Imraan's assistant, and handed him a note.

"Who gave this??" asked Imraan while the assistant said, "It was a lady. She said she is your well-wisher!"

Saying so, the guy went, while Imraan opened the note which had a message written in blood and it read:

"Even if God leaves you...your karma is definitely going to get back to you...your days are numbered...!!!"

Imraan put down the note, out of horror and sat down in his chair, horror stricken.

So, how was this update friends?? So, our hero Asad tamed Rashid and made him agree to what he want by creating a huge tamasha out of him...😉 Here it seems like...Asad is giving Rashid a taste of his own medicine one by one...and he seems to avenge for his love...And how was Dilshaad's daring confrontation with Rashid?? And Zoya seems to face some supernatural disturbances at her home, and she took rescue at her husband's home... 😳 Asad does have a doubt that all these incidents might be having some connection...is it true??

And coming to the precap, Zoya seems to have returned back in full form, and will Rashid stay quiet?? And what about Imraan's dreading note?? Who must have sent it and why is Imraan in danger?? To know all this, do keep in touch and stay tuned...😉 I shall soon come back with an update after my other FFs. 😃 Keep your comments coming in!!! 😳

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