AsYA New TS: Kaha Na I love you abb Jaiyiee [Part 2 10/6][COMPLETED]

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Posted: 9 years ago

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Just loved reading this!! 😳 ⭐️

Edited by nikii11 - 9 years ago

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Sanskruthi

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Posted: 9 years ago

#92

Thankyou for the wonderful response! I am overwhelmed<3
Enjoy reading!

~Shot 2~

"Are you crazy Miss Farooqui, yes I know you are but can you use that unused brain of yours atleast for a minute... that is a gun not a toy!" he said angrily

"Ya allah, a gun- are you a terrorist?" she wiggled her eyebrows teasingly

"W-What?"

"Terrorist yaar! That dishum dhishum!" he said mimicking some punches she had seen in few of those south-Indian dubbed in Hindi movies

"Dhishum-Dhishum with a gun?" he raised his eyebrows

"Okay Okay Dhishkyaoon Dhishkyaoon!" she said doing the gun action

Asad smiled at her antics without showing his lips curved upside as he continued to stare into his eyes.

"Chaliye issi baat pe ek sher arz hai!' she said she jumped down the bed "Jab pado beemar toh dhundo Chemist," she put her hands on her waist as she began reciting before Asad pulled her slightly to face him and continued her, meri wali suniye, Jab pado Beemar toh Dhundo Chemist, My name is Khan and I am NOT A TERRORIST!" he said his face awfully close to his that their breaths were cutting each other's.

"Wah Wah Mr. Khan meri sangat ka asar!" she said with a bright smile and kissed his cheek in over-excitement only to be embarrassed later, she abruptly ran out of his room realising what she just did!

*Splash*

Asad kept on splashing cold water over his face but somehow was unable to calm his heart who was possibly running to pump the blood in the body of a fast-runner athlete! How could she manage to do all these things to him he didn't even knew existed till date! There should be an end to this or else he wouldn't be able to live peacefully!

Asad's thoughts were disturbed by the knock on the door!

"Asad.."

"Ammi you don't have to knock when you enter!" Asad said quietly

"I guess I need to have myself used to this cos after your marriage-"

"Amm not again!" Asad rolled his eyes

"Asad just have a glimpse of this photograph!" Dilshad pleaded embarrassing Asad to a certain limit, he couldn't see that plea in her eyes!

"Okay fine!" he took it hurriedly and tore the envelop clearly indicating his discomfort only to be ultra shocked by his mother's selection he threw some confusing expressions to Dilshad

"Do you like her Asad?" she said looking straight into her son's eyes as she knew her son maybe emotionally challenged but his eyes weren't!

"Ammi... Zoy...I mean Miss Farooqui...how? I mean why?" he stammered as if a thief in denial would do if the cop showed him proof!

"Yes or No Asad?" he said without blinking her eyelids

"Woh actually..."

"Asad listen to me.." Dilshad moved forward cupping his face, "You are my son not Mr. Rashid Ahmed Khan's , you have been bought up in my upbringing and not anyone else's so stop doubting yourself. I trust my upbringing more than the blood of that man you are carrying in your veins!" She said sternly without any expression on her face

"Ammi..." Though Dilshad wasn't letting it show on her face Asad could sense her tumoil all he wished he could erase her every pain every mark that certain bruises made on her heart!

"Asad please, bring yourself out of the secluded corner where nobody can reach!" she said desperately

"But Miss Farooqui, I mean hum ek doosrese bohot alag hai..." Asad said

"Yes or No!"

"Ammi..."

"Look Asad, I thought only she is the one in this whole universe who manages to send you over the edge be it anger or care! Maybe I am mistaken but abhi you and her both have come into the age where you should marry... if not each other then someone else and even the community leaders were suggesting few suitors for her, ek doctor or doosra engineer who and what do you think perfect profession for her husband?" she said trying hard she would keep her voice stern and was successful too.

"Architect, an architect is perfect for her!" he said blushing slightly, Dilshaad giggled and kissed her son's forehead as finally something meaningful had got into it!

After his ammi left he sat on his arm chair resting his head on it's head-rest thinking how his life changed when she had knocked on the door of his tightly locked heart! If someone would have said to him two years back that he will be in love with a messy girl who ate pizza on bed and wore jeans he would have laughed his heart out. But now as it has really happened he couldn't help but keep smiling like a loon.

"Good Morning phoophi!" Zoya smiled brightly as she headed to the dining table.

"You are late!" was all she could hear when she smiled slightly at Asad making it fade while he cursed himself under his breath as she excused herself to the kitchen.

"Asad kyu chillaye us bechari pe!" Dilshad scoffed unbelievingly

"Ammi woh bechari nahi hain!" he stated simply

"Asad you have to propose her aise patate hai kya ladki?" she faked anger and started whispering tips so that nobody else hear. Najma who was a silent spectator continued to enjoy the show as audience.

Zoya took more time than usual to drink her warm honey mixed water hoping that Asad would have finished his breakfast and left to his room, getting into an argument with him was the last thing she wanted to ruin her mood with!

"Zoya kya hua beta?" Dilshad called her out noticing its taking her exceptionally long

"Nothing phoophi just warming the water!"

"Warming? Miss Farooqui its called boiling!" Asad said standing behind her as he had come to discard his plates in the washer. Zoya flinched as she noticed his proximity when his hot breath fanned her neck that gave rise to small goosebumps which did not go unnoticed by him and he smiled slyly.

"None of your business Mr. Khan and I take boiling water with honey, any problem?" she said wanting to reply for his arrogance at the table and turned to take out the water pot from the burner with bare hands, noticing it Asad pulled her to the side making the water fall on his hand instead . He let out a slight scream of pain and Zoya panicked.

"Allah Miya whats wrong with you? Why did you put your hand in middle!" she said dragging his hands under running tap and sighed when tiny blisters started oozing on his skin. Unknown to her Asad was enjoying the attention he was been showered upon by his lady love.

Without warning she dragged him to his room shocking Dilshad and Najma who were gestured by Asad that everything is fine!

"Allah miya have you lost your senses Mr. Khan!" she said angrily

"Miss Farooqui, It's fine!"

"What was the need for you to be superhero all of a sudden!" she scolded him

"Like seriously Miss Farooqui, if it wasn't mine it would have been your hand! Do you care so much for me that you wanted your hand to be scalded with boiling water... you should be happy instead that your delicate hands are saved!" he said trying to avoid eye contact afraid that she may notice he is teasing her.

"It was my mistake so I could have paid for it! Can't you see something as clear as fact that we live in 21^st century and not 17^th century! I am not delicate, I can manage very well!" she said now angry on herself

"Yeah you can manage!" he said sarcastically

"You are such an old fashioned man, I doubt if you had anyone in your life to tell you do's and don't except your ammi!" she said not finding any other reason to continue their conversation

"What do you mean?"

"You don't have girlfriend to keep you updated in life! Your headset still belongs to 17^th century!"

"So you think that I am old fashioned, someone from 17^th century just cos I have nobody to sit on my lap and lick my ears?!" he snapped while Zoya's eyes widened guessing it to be his definition about a girlfriend

"No not only that, but maybe a girl change you... that will be a good option you should let a girl try it to you!" she said like a fact irritating Asad as he didn't notice an ounce of jealousy

Asad felt offended as she was saying he should have a girlfriend without even a glint of jealousy in her voice. God knows why but he wanted to see her possessive as any other girl would have while talking about exes of their man. But hold on! He really can't expect her to be that in just a day! Hell he has to propose her!

"Who will? Will you?" he said with a teasing smirk moving close to her as he began taking a step backward with his each forward step until she was stopped by a wall behind her and his hands rested on the wall caging her in between.

"Miss Farooqui, I want to tell you something!" he said huskily

"Yes?"

"Woh actually Zoya..." God knows what happened to his two second old bold gesture as he just wasn't able to get a perfect vocabulary for his sentence on the other hand Zoya was annoyed and she rubbed her hand on his blisters causing him to flinch in pain she always wished he spoke three words and even though he spoke three words they were 1. Woh, 2. Actually, 3.Zoya she sighed as her mind replayed countless times he approached her!

"Mr. Khan I know your vocabulary has got limited supply of words but I never thought it was running in extinction leaving only these three words in it!" she said sarcastically

"Zoya yu should have been careful what if the water had fallen on your hands!" he changed the topic while Zoya kept on staring him as if he just told her that he has lost his six packs forever!' This guy was such a turnoff, she realised as her heart started beating normally!

"Yes Mr. Khan I know its very greatful of yours to save my hand and I do understand that you won't be there always-"

"Actually I can be there!" he said without breaking the eye contact and her heart picked up a speed unknowingly

"How?" she didn't knew but the question flew out of her mouth even before she would get a glimpse of what's happening!

"Marry me!" he said simply while she stared at him, allah miya is this even the way to propose?!'

"You want to marry me?" she asked and this was the time when Asad realised what he just spoke, Ya allah this is not the way it should've been!'

"Miss Farooqui..."

"Why?" she asked immediately not letting him complete

"Hmm, I love you, so-" he said as a blush crept his cheek

"What? What did you just say?" Zoya had tears in her eyes and without wasting time anymore Asad pulled her into a hug, she noticed him crying and cupped his face

"What happened?"

"Kaha na I love you abb jayiee!" Asad said was so overwhelmed and unable to take that feeling when he told the girl he loved his feeling and seeing her reciprocate it was way too overwhelming then he had thought!

"Mr. Khan!!" Zoya was confused

"See last thing I wasn't is you seeing me cring like a teenager, and ha I will have my confession kiss later" he said with a pout

"Emotionally challenged!" she muttered

"Suna meine!" he said

"Acha hua! And Mr. Khan Confession kiss confession ke baad hi lete hai!" she said as a matter of fact

"What do you mean?" he said not trying to know what she was upto before she placed her lips on his, her thumb rubbing away his tears sending him onto the peak of ecstasy!

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THE END

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I don't know what is the whole thing about pinning girls to wall is, I asked my brother if he has done any such thing to his GF and he said he finds it overdramatic and gross to do anything like that and laughed it off. My sis too had no different opinion and she said if her BF would do anything such she will fume if he tries to corner her without permission. So technically I don't get what's so hot in pinning girls to wall that every second show has it done!
Anyways enjoy the cheesy update, I don't have anything in this genre to write anymore, Maybe sometime in future* sigh*! I will miss writing this!
Thankyou everyone who commented and liked this piece of mine!
-Sanskruthi-

Edited by -Fleurdelice- - 9 years ago