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It's a weekend...and I am here again...but not with the weekend Special Coffee...
Coffee is not ready...so I thought to give you something else...I hope you enjoy...😊
This is something I have written months ago...It's just because of My Darling Sweetie I am posting it today...I warn you it's a total crap...not any logic...but as sweetie said illogical things are made for us KaBhians...😆 so here it is...
~~AsYA (KaBhi) OS~~
---LET'S BURN SOME CALORIES---
"MR. KHAN..." He startled as she barged into his room shouting his name at the top of her lungs
"How dare you Mr. Khan..." pointing her index finger towards him she inched forward, her eyes spitting fire...she was fuming in anger...
He sighed placing his laptop aside & rising up from his bed looked into her almond shaped eyes, which glaring at him. All he could think was how cute she looks...all red in anger, a smile crept on his lips & it fueled her more.
Stepping forward she stomped her feet in annoyance, "YOU... ouch..." her hands clutched his shoulder as she twisted her leg & crashed against him. His hands grabbed her waist to balance her but with a sudden force he stumbled back & fell on his bed with her on top of him. A moment passed & he opened his eyes...her shallow breath fanned his collarbone...squeezing his fingers on her waist he breathed in her fruity scent...she moved trying to get out of his hold but with one swift move he flipped her on her back positioning himself on top of her. Studying her for a moment his fingers reached to brush the tresses away from her face. Her fingers curled tightly on his shoulder as his breath fanned on her face. "Mr. Khan" that soft whisper from her trembling lips & he craved to feel & taste them...his head dipped...
"Asad..."
He jerked back to present & sighed heavily, "What the hell is happening with me" raking fingers through his hairs he pulled himself up from the bed. "She is driving me crazy" he shook his head, he was not at peace. All he could think from last two days was the KISS...which not happened because of his phone. If it was not his phone rang in very moment, he would have kissed her...senseless... "Urghh..." he growled as his mind was just wondering around the only thought, how it will feel to kiss her...That sight of her wrapped in his arms...her fruity scent... her parted lips inviting him to claim...left him craving...
"Asad...where are you...breakfast nahi karna?" He let out a deep breath hearing his mother constantly calling him for breakfast.
He stepped out from his room & walked towards the dining table but the sight in front of him tortured his already disturbed state. "Umm..." She moaned as her full plump lips wrapped on a slice of pizza. "Umm...its heaven..." swallowing the mouthful she closed her eyes cherishing the taste, all oblivious of the effect on the person who was staring at her from a distant.
His fingers curled at his back as he tried to calm down the desire pooled inside him.
"Mr. Khan" she called as her eyes caught him standing outside of his room. "What happened?" she asked innocently increasing his frustration. He opened his mouth to say something but as the other two pair of eyes turned towards him, he closed his mouth mumbling something under his breath.
"Asad...waha pe kyun khade ho..." Dilshad asked & he moved towards them shaking his head. He needs to divert his mind but it looks like she was on a mission to torture him endless... He closed his eyes getting frustrated as she licked the sauce off her lips.
"Ms. Farooqui..." suddenly he shouted making her gasped while Najma moved back frightened balancing the cup of coffee in her hand.
"Asad...kya hua" Dilshad asked quizzically looking at her son's sudden outburst & then looked at Zoya thinking what her Bechari Zoya did that made him furious.
"Ahem..." clearing his throat Asad studied everyone's reaction, "Um...wo sorry..." he mumbled sitting on his chair, unfolding the newspaper he tried to concentrate his mind on some business news while three ladies looked at him astonished. From the corner of his eyes he noticed Zoya shook her head looking at him moving the slice towards her mouth. stop noticing her' he warned himself sipping his black coffee but it was impossible for him to ignore the way she was enjoying her breakfast pushing his mind to all the wild directions.
Massaging his temple he looked at her & then at the contents placed in front of her, "what type of breakfast is this Ms. Farooqui" he asked keeping his tone stern. The slice stopped near her lips as she looked at him narrowing her eyes, confused with his strange question while he groaned inwardly as his eyes again traveled in forbidden direction.
"What do mean Mr. Khan" She finally asked placing the slice back in her plate.
"Wo...I mean yeh Pizza, muffins & these chips" he said pointing the items.
"Haan...toh...what's the problem?" she asked not getting what he means
"The problem is, do you ever think how many calories you are consuming with such food" he asked just to tease her. She stared at him with her eyes wide open, "Don't look at me like this, I didn't ask you to follow a strict diet but kuch to sochna chahiye na aapko, breakfast, lunch, dinner, all the time aap yeh junk food khayengi to uska kya effect hoga"
"Mr. Khan, are you trying to say that maine..." she asked getting furious by his questioning but Najma peeped in with her extra knowledge of diet cutting zoya's words.
"Haan Zoya Bhaijaan is right, you have to be careful with your diet...you know maintaining weight is harder than losing..." leaning over the table she added enthusiastically, "Don't you know, pizza ke ek slice me 285 calories hoti hai, yeh muffins me 377 aur aap din bhar yeh chips khati rehti hai na usme 547 calories only in 100 grams of chips"
Zoya just gaped at Najma thinking why the hell she is enlightening me with this knowledge
Dilshad looked surprised as Najma provided her knowledge & then looked at Zoya who was looking at Najma with her mouth open in perfect O' shape.
"Tamatar, you mean ke mujhe..." She tried to asked something when Dilshad interrupted her
"Hmm...I think she is right Zoya, from now I am not allowing you to eat these all junk food all the time...at least breakfast to thik se karna hi padega tumhe..."
"That's good Ammi...aapki bat toh yeh manegi hi..." Najma said getting up from her seat, taking a bowl she filled it with boiled sprouts "Take this..." she forwarded a bowl to Zoya & sat back in her seat.
"Allah Miya...What's wrong with you, Phoopi you also think that I have..." Turning towards Dilshad Zoya asked but land line rang interrupting her talk & Dilshad went to receive a call. Zoya stared at her back & then pouted looking at the bowl Najma gave her. Giving Asad a murderous look she gulped a spoon full of sprouts.
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Getting ready in white full sleeved shirt & blue jeans she stood in front of mirror inspecting herself from each angle, "Do I really need to think about my diet" she thought pouting when her phone rang flashing the name Mr. Khan. "Mr. Khan...now what he want...uff, mujhe bat hi nahi karni hai aapse..." mumbling she put aside her phone.
After some time Dilshad entered in her room, "Zoya, what happened to your phone, Asad kab se call kar raha hai, why you are not receiving his call" She asked.
"Now why he is calling me" Zoya thought & noticed there were 7 missed calls from Mr. Khan.
"Woh...silent tha mobile...I didn't notice..." she said still checking her phone
"It's okay, call him now...he wants to talk something with you" Informing her Dilshad walked out of her room.
"Mujhse bat karni hai..." She thought dialing his number, "hope ab yeh na batana ho ke lunch me mujhe kya khana chahiye..." she mumbled angrily.
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She was standing outside the building of Dilshad Construction. Half an hour before Asad asked her to meet him at his office to sign some documents as he was helping her to solve her visa issue offering her the job in Dilshad construction.
Enthralled was how she felt looking at the interior of his huge cabin. He turned from the large glass window behind his desk sensing her presence. Sinking into his huge leather chair he motioned her to sit down as he was busy on phone call.
Sitting there in front of him she found herself noticing his each move, the way he was talking with authority, his brows knitted in confusion, how he shrugged his shoulders & his shirt pulled tight across his chest...he leaned forward to check something on his laptop & his dark locks fall on his forehead...irritated he pushed the locks off of his forehead...his forehead creased as he read something on his laptop screen...his lips pressed tightly together... As her eyes fixed on his lips blood rushed to her cheeks remembering the incidents two days before. She felt those strange fluttery feelings took birth insides her as the memories flashed in front of her. She bit her lower lip nervously imagining him kissing her, "he would have kissed me that day if it wasn't his phone decided to stop him"
Disconnecting the call he looked at her flushed face & a dreamy look in her eyes. Clearing his throat he broke her trance & forwarded a file towards her to sign the papers. "You need to attend the office for some days as they might have come here to confirm that you are working here" She just hummed as he suggested. The thought of being around him all the time send a tingling feeling down her spine & her already flushed face changed another shade...leaning she focused her eyes on documents trying to hide her face with her hairs. She jerked back sensing him standing beside her, She didn't realize when he came around & stood beside her...her thoughts running all the wild directions...her heart raced as he leaned over & flipped the documents, "Here..." he indicated & holding her breath she signed the document. "What the hell I am thinking...I should leave as soon as possible" She thought & turned towards him when she heard a knock on the door.
"Sir Mr. Mehra is here..." someone informed him. As the door closed she pushed her chair back, "Umm...Thank you Mr. Khan" she said getting up from her chair in haste & her knee slammed up against the corner of the desk hard making her wince in pain. Asad hurried towards her and kneeled down as she sat back in chair rubbing her knee. "Careful Zoya...is it paining..." he asked worriedly & she smiled despite of the pain witnessing his care, "um...no...not much paining..." she said trying to get up from the chair but stumbled back feeling the pain & grabbed his arm to balancing herself, "That I can see...come...just give it a rest for sometime..." he said holding her & guiding towards the sofa but she winced again. Looking at her for a moment he bend down & swiftly gathering her in his arms walked towards the sofa. "Umm...I can walk Mr. Khan..." She protested but one look in his brown orbs & her protest swallowed back. Biting her bottom lip she tried to look away from his narrowed gaze. Her fingers curled on his shoulder as his heart drummed against her ear.
He felt the waves of desire throughout his body as he saw her biting her lower lip. Her flushed face was making it difficult for him to hold back himself. Those pink soft lips urging him to drive forward & claim them. But he stopped himself with great control as he has to attend a meeting at that moment. Placing her on the sofa he looked in her eyes, which conveyed his own emotions. He shook his head, he had to divert his mind & her too in that matter. Closing his eyes for a moment he looked back at her with a mischievous glint, letting out a deep sigh he added, "I think you should seriously lose some weight, meri to jaan nikal gayi aapko uthake..."
Zoya's eyes widened & filled with anger as her mind processed his words. Pushing him away she straightened herself. "How dare you Mr. Khan..." She said getting up but he held her shoulders not letting her to move, "I am..." she didn't give him a chance to talk as her anger reached at its peak, "Don't you dare to utter a word Mr. Khan...just leave me...maine nahi kaha tha uthane ke liye..." she said pushing his hands off.
"I was just teasing you Zoya...it's..."
"You are so mean...I just hate you Mr. Khan..." she said getting up again.
"Wait...dard hoga phirse...main toh sirf majaak kar raha tha..."
"Majaak...ise majaak kehte hai aap..."
He was going to say something but interrupted hearing a knock, "Yes Prasad I am coming..." informing Prasad he turned towards Zoya, "You just stay here till I come back...you understand..." warning her he walked out not giving her a chance to replied back.
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Zoya was pacing in her room recalling Asad's comment. She didn't wait for him in his office & came back home. Locked herself in her room she tried to calm down herself but the constant ringing of her phone not helping her to calm down. Switching off the phone she threw it on her bed, "How dare he comment like that" She thought standing in front of the mirror. "Maine kya sach me moti ho gayi hun..." she huffed looking at her mirror image, "Najma & Phoopi also thought that I should follow some diet...that means I..." turning back from the mirror she slumped on her bed not completing the sentence. "I have to search some faster ways to burn the calories..." she mumbled grabbing her laptop.
Asad was calling her constantly but she wasn't receiving his calls. Giving up he placed his mobile aside & sighed leaning back in his chair, "Hmm...very bad joke...ab bhugto...kaise manau ab Zoya ko...itne aasani se nahi manegi ab wo..."
Asad tried a lot to talk with her but she wasn't ready to hear anything. It fueled her more when he brought her favorite Kachoris. "What he thinks of himself..." she thought glaring at him & marched back to her room leaving a helpless Asad behind. He looked at Dilshaad & Najma for some help. "Bhaijaan aapko kisne kaha tha aisa majaak karne ke liye...ab aap hi sochiye kaise manana hai...humse toh nahi hoga..." Najma said & Dilshaad also supported her.
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Next Morning
Getting ready for the office Asad came out of his room. He wants to talk with Zoya & apologized for his stupid comment but he had to attend a meeting early that morning. Looking at Zoya's room he sighed, "Kuch toh sochna padega" he mumbled & checked his watch, "She must be sleeping" He thought & walked out.
As he opened the front door someone collided into him, his one hand reached on the door frame to balance himself & other went to held a person who suddenly barged inside, "Zoya..." he mumbled surprised. His eyes travelled on her, dressed in a grey tracksuit...sweat on her brows causing her bangs to stick on her forehead...her uneven breathing...she wiped the sweat from her forehead with forearm & looked at him... "Um...sorry..." she said curtly & tried to move but his hand tightened on her arm. "Zoya...listen..." He said moving towards her, "itna gussa..." her sharp intake of breath make him smile as his breath fanned on her neck. Her eyes met his as he made her turn to face him...she held her breath as he inched forward staring in her eyes...his intense gaze playing with her sense, "I am sorry Zoya...I know I shouldn't have comment like that..." She jerked his hand off as her anger resurfaced hearing his words, "You know, you are..." she glared at him but one look in his pleading eyes & she huffed sensing his effect on her, "Uff...mujhe aapse bat hi nahi karni Mr. Khan" announcing she marched away.
"Not easy..." he shook his head & walked out mentally cursing himself.
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At evening Asad reached home early than usual deciding to talk with Zoya. Freshening up he walked towards Zoya's room & knocked on the door. Not getting any response he slowly pushed the door open & peeped inside. His forehead creased as his eyes travelled in the silent room. Pushing the door wide open he stepped inside & the sight in front of him made him stilled. Zoya was seated on the mat with her legs in front of her; she moved her upper body forward & reached for the tip of her feet with her hands. Asad couldn't shift his eyes from her as her t-shirt ride up a little bit revealing her milky skin. After some moments she moved back and straightened herself. She then got on her knees, his eyes travelled on her curves as she slowly leaned back touching her feet with her hands. He groaned & shut his eyes. Sensing his presence she got back on her knees & stood up, "Mr. Khan" she whispered as he moved towards her sending shivers down her spine with his intense gaze. His hand wrapped on her waist as he pulled her to him...his other hand travelled on her face & her eyes closed...he dipped his head...
"Zoya...where are you..." Najam's voice travelled inside & he jerked back.
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He was in his room all frustrated with the happenings. She was just not listening to him & it was like impossible for him to get the thought of kissing her out of his mind. If it was frustrating that each time something interrupted him to reach her and claim those soft lips then the flashes of her doing yoga made him crazy. Raking fingers through his hairs he placed his laptop aside, not able to concentrate on anything he get up, "Why the hell she was doing yoga now..." he growled but then something click in his mind, "Yoga...What the..." He came out of his room as he realized that she was taking his teasing seriously.
He came out of his room & found her in kitchen searching something in fridge, "hope at least bat to sun le..." he thought shaking his head & walked towards her. "Um...wo Zoya..." she jumped up finding him behind, "Aap..." giving him a confused look she turned & closed the door of refrigerator & walked towards the kitchen counter while he followed her, "Zoya...suno...yeh jo..." he stopped as she glared at him folding her arms, "Ab kya problem hai aapko Mr. Khan..."
"Um...wo actually...I just want to say ki tumhe yeh sab karne ki jarurat nahi hai..."
"Dekhiye Mr. Khan...ab na mujhe aapki koi advice nahi chahiye, main dekh lungi mujhe kya karna hai..."
"Dekho Zoya tum samajh nahi rahi ho..." he tried to make her understand but she cut him
"Yes I know Mr. Khan...main to kuch nahi samjhati..." Zoya replied sarcastically & turned to prepared her soup, "aur please mujhe aur kuch samjhna bhi nahi...apna advice aap apne pas hi rakhiye..."
"What the hell wrong with you...kab se bat karne ki koshish kar raha hu...& you are just ignoring me..." he grabbed her elbow & made her turn to face him.
"Aur main bhi aapko kab se bata rahi hu ki mujhe aapse bat hi nahi karni...aapko samjh nahi aata..." she pulled her hand free.
"It's impossible to talk with you" he remarked getting frustrated with her stubborn act.
"Toh maine nahi kaha aapko mijhse bat karne ke liye...why you are wasting your time"
"Ohh...Thank you so much for reminding me..." he said & walked out of the kitchen, "Stupid ladki...normal bat karna to ata hi nahi..." while placing the ingredients back into fridge Zoya went to her room, "Arrogant man...kabhi nahi sudhrenge Mr. Khan...ladkiyon se kaise bat karte hai itna bhi nahi samjhte..."
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"Asad...tum kyun us bechari ko pareshan karte ho..." Dilshad said as she served him the dinner.
"Ammi please...ek to wo bechari nahi hai...main kab se bat karne ki koshish kar raha hu par wo sune tab na..." "Pareshan to usne kar ke rakha hai mujhe..." he mumbled sitting on his chair
"Hmmm..." Dilshad shook her head, "tum dono na...ab kya yeh naya jhagda pal rakha hai..."
"Ammi Zoya ne kaha hai use bhookh nahi hai wo thodi der bad dinner kar lengi..." Najma informed joining them for the dinner while Asad shook his head looking at her room.
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"Yeh ladki chain se sone nahi degi..." Asad thought getting up from his bed & sighed checking the time, "It's 11 & still she didn't come out of her room...ab kya dinner bhi skip karna hai" he mumbled coming out from his room & Walking inside the kitchen he grabbed a pizza box, which he ordered for Zoya earlier. Placing the slices on the plate he threw the box in dustbin & then walked towards Zoya's room with the plate of pizza.
He knocked the door but didn't get any response, "So gayi kya" pushing the door open he entered inside, "Aapko dinner nahi karna" he asked but didn't get any reply. Moving towards her he called her again, "Zoya..."
she looked up startled & pulled the earphones out of her ears, throwing them on the bed she slid out of her bed, "What's wrong with you Mr. Khan, aise to bade lecture dete hai aap, ab aapki tameez kaha gayi..."
"Look Zoya...main koi jhagda karne nahi aya hu...wo hum bad me continue karenge, filhal ye pizza kha lijiye..." he said forwarding the plate towards her.
For a moment Zoya's face lit up looking at the plate but then anger filled remembering his comment. "What do you think Mr. Khan..." she glared at him, "Pehle aap lecture denge ki mujhe kya khana chahiye kya nahi...aur phir kabhi kachori kabhi ye pizza mere samne lekar ayenge mujhe torture karne ke liye..." she shouted in anger.
"Aap samjhti kyu nahi...I was just teasing you..." he placed the plate on the side table & again turned to her but she was not in mood to listen any of his explanations.
"What you said...I should have lose some weight right..." she asked looking into his eyes, "Aapko kya lagta hai main nahi kar paungi...you better know that Zoya Farroqui kuch bhi kar sakti hai...I have searched better ways to burn at least 500 calories a day...I will show you that I can..." she gasped suddenly as he placed his palm on her mouth and wrapped his other hand on her waist pulling her towards him. "Umm...aahh..." She struggled in his hold & he smiled at her futile attempts, "Stay still..." He said tightening his hold & she looked at him with wide eyes.
"So you think that you have gained weight" He asked moving back his palm.
"No...not me...it's you...aapko lagta hai ke mujhe weight kam kerna chahiye...aur ab main try kar rahi hu to..."
"Shhh..." he placed his finger on his lips, "Kitna bolti hai aap...aise hi calories burn ho jayengi..." He teased & she huffed in annoyance moving her face away.
"Zoya..." holding her chin he turn her face, "main sach main mazaak kar raha tha...yeh sab karne ki koi jarurat nahi hai..." he said looking into her eyes.
"But Mr. Khan..." she tried to argue but he interrupted.
"I said there is no need of any diet...you look good enjoying your food..." he said honestly & then pulled her more to himself...his finger moved on her face lifting a stray lock of her hair off her cheek, tucking it behind her ear he gazed in her almond shaped eyes. She shivered in his close proximity...her heart raced as she stared into his orbs...heavy with desire...
"But still if you want to continue then let me help you..." he said huskily leaning forward
"Help...for what...?" she queried trying to keep her voice steady, his cologne filling her senses...his breath caressing her face...making her weak by each passing moment...
He gazed into her eyes, his lips inches away from hers, "Help to burn some calories..." he breathed and she closed her eyes & shiver ran down her body feeling light touch of his lips...on hers...
He kissed her parted lips tenderly, finally discovering her taste...soon his gentle kiss turned into hungry, passionate as he thrust his tongue into her mouth...his one hand pulling her more into him while he held her head in place with the other...she moaned in pleasure...her fingers threaded into his hair...
He left her breathless when he pulled away, resting his forehead against hers...moving back after a moment his eyes traveled on her flushed face...her eyes closed...still she was breathing heavily...tracing her lower lip with his thumb he whispered her name...she opened her eyes and gazed into his brown orbs but suddenly feeling shy under his gaze looked away...
He smiled placing his finger under her chin making her turn to face him, cupping his face in his palms he stared into her eyes, a wave of unknown bliss washed over him...in that moment he felt the urge to tell her what she meant to him...what he feel for her...the strong urge to open his heart to her...but his words refused to come out...& he just stared at her...their eyes conveyed all the feelings as several moments passed silently... leaning he kissed her forehead tenderly, "I...I love you Zoya..." he whispered and her eyes filled with tears...she was dying to hear those words from him... moving forward she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him...he reciprocated her action and a smile graced his lips as she whispered against his heart, "I Love you too..."
After seems like eternity they parted away, "Do you know Zoya..." she narrowed her eyes sensing his teasing tone, "how many calories you can burn by kissing..." her eyes widened and she smacked on his chest, "You are so mean Mr. Khan...still you think that I need..."
He cut his words as he moved away, "No there is no need...you can enjoy your pizza now..." he said forwarding a plate towards her, "And after that if you want then I can help you..."
"Mr. Khan..." she glared at him.
"Okay sorry...ab chaliye, enjoy your pizza..."
"Allah Miya...what's wrong with you Mr. Khan...plate kyun...box se direct khane ka feel hi kuch alag hota hai... pizza bhi koi plate me le kar khane ki cheez hai kya..."
"jee bilkul...aur aap yaha bed pe nahi bahar chaliye..." he said as she sat on the bed with the plate of Pizza.
"No Mr. Khan...bed pe pizza khane ka maza hi kuch aur hai..." she said taking a bite of pizza slice.
"Aap bahar chaliye..." he said pulling her out from the bed
"No way Mr. Khan..." she jerked away her hand from his hold.
"Ms. Farooqui..." he warned again but before he pulled her out of the bed she took another bite, "Umm...I was dying to eat...ek to do din aapki wajah se maine pizza nahi khaya... " she smiled at him cherishing the taste after two days.
"soch lijiye...I don't have problem if you enjoyed your pizza like this in bed Ms. Farooqui..." he said mischievously leaning towards her, "But be ready to face the consequences then..." his eyes gleaming in challenge as he tasted the sauce from her lips...
The pizza was forgotten... as Mr. Khan got busy in helping Ms. Farooqui to burn some more calories...
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