AsYa FF: Healing Her With His Love- Thread 2 Link below- 28th Apr - Page 2

Nice prologue dear
Zoya didn't like Asad & his friends as she judged them bc of Imran. She hate her mom & didn't like rich people. Waiting for story to start so plz continue soon.
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Hmm!intrstng.
Looks lk zoya blngs 4m rich family bt 4 sm reasn she leave it.
Want 2 read more.
Cntu soon

Interesting

I'm glad that there's another story for me to read 😊
It seems interesting...
Continue soon.
And thanks for the PM!

Interesting one juhi
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luk frward to updates

This so full of confusion and suspense
Zoya lies to everyone about her clothes
Why
And why so much hatred
Sounds so interesting
Update soon

Originally posted by: Linsie

congrats🥳 on your new story

Originally posted by: Linsie

Nice prologue...

interesting

what to read more...

continue soon...

A/N: I know some of you can get confused with names. Don't worry. Only 2 college characters are out of Qubool Hai😊. I think many of you have not read the plot in a post I made few days ago. Its good if you not read as I removed that post. Its good that many of you don't know what all I had spilled about this story in that post😆.

Part 1

Delhi:

It was morning. A girl of 18 entered d Seventh Heaven parking on her scooty. Seventh Heaven is a 7 star suite which recently opened its branch in India. She was wearing a red top n black jeans. A sardar in his early 30s greeted her wid a warm smile. She returned back d smile. He was d manager of d hotel named Maan Singh.

"So, u r here for ur 1^st day job," said d manager.

"Yes Sir," said d woman.

"Zoya Farooqui, I already told u not to call me Sir. U call me Mr. Singh, Mr. Maan or Maan Singhji," said d manager.

"Okay Maan Singhji," said Zoya.

"Well, Jung Bahadur will show u ur room which u will share wid our candy counter girl Humeira Siddiqui as I said earlier," said Maan.

"Oh yeah, I met her yesterday n bcum friends wid her," said Zoya.

"Dats very nice," said Maan.

"Jung Bahadur, take Miss Zoya to her room," said Maan to a bell boy in his early 20s.

"Okay Maan Singhji," said Jung Bahadur n turned to Zoya, "Come wid me, Zoya. Let me help u wid ur luggage"

He tuk her inside d lift n pressed 22^nd floor. Wen they reached, he tuk her to a section of employees quarter n rang d bell. A girl of Zoya's age opened d door.

"Zoya," said Humeira wid a smile, "I was waiting for u only."

"So nice of u," said Zoya wid a smile.

Humeira Siddiqui is d daughter of Gaffur Ahmed Siddiqui who is a school teacher n Razia Ahmed Siddiqui who is a housewife. They live in another city in Delhi which is far away 4m here. Humeira left d house deciding to luk for job to lessen d financial burden of her father as she wants to bcum a fashion designer. She is working in Seventh Heaven 4m 3 months dat is after her HSC Board Exam. She visits her parents once a week or on holidays. Her parents r very loving n supportive of wateva she wants to do as a career.

Jung Bahadur tuk her luggage inside. She lukd around d room.

"How did u liked d room?" asked Jung Bahadur.

"Its very beautiful," replied Zoya wid a smile.

"Okay, I am leaving. Humi will show u everything," said Jung Bahadur n left.

"I am so happy dat I got a friend here who is of my age n will study wid me in d same college," said Humeira wid a smile.

"Even I am very happy to find a friend. Its really very difficult to find a true friend wid whom we can feel very comfortable," said Zoya wid a smile ending wid a hint of sadness.

"Well, I will show u everything," said Humeira n held her hand.

"These r our beds," said Humeira pointing to d 2 beds.

Zoya smiled nodding her head.

"Dis is our wardrobe," said Humeira.

"Dis is our kitchen. Dis is our fridge. Dis is our washroom. Dis is our balcony...," Humeira kept on showing her everything.

"I hope u liked everything," said Humeira as she finished showing her d room.

"Yaa, I liked it very much," said Zoya wid a smile.

Zoya removed her section of d wardrobe.

"Aata mi maajhya vastu cupboard-madhye thevte(I am keeping my stuffs in d cupboard now)," said Zoya as she opened her luggage.

"How do u know Marathi wen u r 4m Bhopal?" asked Humeira in a puzzled tone.

Zoya was stunned for a moment on wat to say.

"Bhopal is my native place but how can I tell her dat I am 4m Mumbai?" thinks Zoya.

"Who Actually, I had several friends in Bhopal who were Maharashtrian so I learnt their language," replied Zoya wid a smile.

"Ohhh," said Humeira wid a smile, "I will help u arranging ur cupboard."

"Okay," said Zoya.

Zoya n Humeira started arranging Zoya's things in d cupboard. Zoya noticed her one yellow dress showing Armani label at d collar n quickly turned it over so Humeira cud not see it.

"We have to reach college in some time to know abt our class. We already got our admission thru scholarship but 2day there will be admission for those who can afford money for our college," said Zoya.

"I am very excited to make new friends," said Humeira.

"Hope we make some really good friends instead of a bunch of spoilt-brats," said Zoya.

Scene shifts to Imperial College. Dis college is one of d best n largest college in Delhi. It offers various types of graduation n post-graduation courses. A group of students Asad, Ayaan, Nikhat, Ria, Farhan n Aditi(Sanam 2 of d show) were sitting near d stairs. Nikhat was in d IT section. She is a year senior to others n is elder sister of Ayaan. Asad n Ayaan were childhood friends. Asad n Ayaan made new friends Ria, Farhan n Imraan 2 days ago wen they came to see d cut-off lists in d college. Imraan has not came till now.

"2day, we r going to do our admission. Imraan has not come yet," said Asad.

"He may be on his way," said Ayaan.

"Lets stand in line now otherwise it will get long," said Ria.

"Yaa, lets go," said Farhan.

"Wen u r done wid admissions do lemme know. I have to go for class now," said Nikhat.

"Okay," said Aditi.

Asad, Ayaan , Imraan n Ria were takn admission in fashion designing while Farhan n Aditi were takn admission in IT.

Zoya n Humeira arrived in d parking on their scooties. Zoya was wearing a black crop top n blue jeans while Humeira was in a green short dress. As they Zoya parked her scooty, it got bumped into a bike which had a guy wid a girl sitting behind him. Her scooty fell down.

"Neet baghun naahi park karu sakto ka?(Can't u see properly n park?)" asked Zoya to d guy.

"Maaf kar mala. Mi tujhya help karto(I am sorry. I will help u.)," replied d guy.

He along wid d girl helped her pick up d scooty.

"R u also Maharashtrian?" asked d guy.

"No," replied Zoya, "I know Marathi cuz of some of my friends in my native place Bhopal. I am Zoya Farooqui."

"I am Karan Deshmukh 4m Mumbai. She is my twin sister Sameera(Sameera of d show but she is Hindu here). Her scooty got puncture so she came on my bike," said d guy.

On hearing dat they r 4m Mumbai, Zoya was shocked.

"U both live in Mumbai?" asked Zoya hiding her shock.

"No, we live in Delhi only. Our native place is in Mumbai. Our parents shifted here after their marriage 20 years ago," replied Sameera.

Zoya sighed in relief. Glad dat they did not lived in Mumbai.

"Wats ur name?" asked Sameera to Humeira.

"I am Humeira Siddiqui," replied Humeira.

"We got admission thru scholarship," said Sameera.

"We too," said Zoya.

"Lets be friends," said Karan wid a smile.

"Okay," said Humeira wid a smile.

They shook hands wid each other n walked 4m there.

Asad n his friends' turn finally came for doing their admission.

"Imraan has still not come," said Aditi.

A guy came near d line n was shocked to see d line too large.

"Imraan Qureshi will not stand in dis long line," said Imraan.

He gave some money to some students to bribe them n reached much ahead in d line. He cud not see his friends who went out of d line done wid their admissions His bribing act was seen by a girl who was none other than Zoya. She had left Humeira, Karan n Sameera to get coffee for herself 4m d coffee machine n while takn her coffee she saw wat Imraan did. She was very angry at his bribing some students who stood in line 4m long.

"Bloody spoil-brat using his money in a wrong way," said Zoya wid hatred.

After Imraan was done wid his admission, he saw his friends near d stairs n went to them. Zoya saw who were his friends.

"How come u got d admission so early wen u came late?" asked Ayaan.

"Its d magic of The Great Imraan Qureshi. I gave some money to some students n got ahead," replied Imraan wid a laugh.

Zoya was again angry dat he was boasting himself. She cud not hear more of their talks as Humeira called her.

"Zoya," called Humeira 4m a distance.

Zoya went in her direction.

"Imraan, its not right to bribe like dis. These students were standing in line 4m a long time. Its cheating," said Asad.

"It was unfair to them," said Ria.

"Let it be na, guys. Lets talk abt our enjoyment plans we talked yesterday. We need to chill out for some time before our college starts," said Imraan.

"Fine," said Asad.

"Zoya, he is Ehsaan Akhtar. He is also a scholarship student. We just met him now. Ehsaan, she is Zoya Farooqui," said Humeira.

"Nice to meet u," said Ehsaan wid a smile extending his hand.

"Nice to meet u too," said Zoya wid a smile shaking his hand.

They talked for some time. Zoya, Humeira n Karan were in fashion designing while Ehsaan n Sameera were in IT.

"Wen we tell our graduation plans to anyone, they get shocked as among both of us they expect me to be in IT n Sameera in fashion designing," said Karan wid a laugh.

"It happens," said Ehsaan wid a laugh.

Karan, Sameera n Ehsaan went to get sumthn in d canteen.

"Lets find our class," said Zoya.

She walked wid Humeira around d corridor. She bumps into someone n her

While walking, Zoya bumped into someone. She was abt to fell but foud herself in someone's arms. She lukd at him n saw dat it was one of dat guy's friends who bribed d students. She immediately straightened herself. Asad bumped into a girl while walking around wid Ayaan n helped her 4m falling. He was mesmerized by her beauty but he saw dat as soon as she saw him she stood straight quickly breaking his trance.

"Sorry," said Zoya.

"Its okay," said Asad n asked, "R u both also freshers?"

"Yes," replied Zoya.

"But we did not saw in d admission line," said Asad.

"Cuz we r here on scholarship. Not at all can afford d fees of dis college like both of u," said Zoya coldly.

"I forgot abt scholarship," said Asad sheepishly.

"Glad u remembered now," said Zoya in a cold tone.

Asad was shocked wid her cold tone.

Ria, Aditi, Farhan n Imraan too came there.

"Wats ur names?" asked Ayaan.

"I am Humeira Siddiqui n she is my friend Zoya Farooqui. I work as a candy counter in a hotel suite n Zoya as a singer," replied Humeira in a friendly tone.

"I am Ayaan Naqvi. He is Asad Ahmed Khan. She is Ria Shareen. She is Aditi Kapoor. He is Farhan Ibrahim. He is Imraan Qureshi," said Imraan introducing them to his friends.

"Nice to meet u all," said Humeira wid a smile.

Zoya was not interested in talking to them after wat she saw Imraan doing n thinking all his friends r same like him.

"Humi, we need to join our friends," said Zoya.

"Lets talk for a bit to them," said hUmeira.

"They may be waiting for us," said Zoya.

"Okay," said Humeira.

Zoya n Humeira walked 4m there.

Zoya relieved dat Humeira agreed to come wid her.

"We did not even asked in which hotel they work," said Ayaan.

"Let it be. We can ask later," said Farhan.

"Lets talk abt our plans for chilling out at Seventh Heaven suite," said Asad.

Precap: #Asad n his friends reach Seventh Heaven. They r amazed to find Zoya n Humeira working in dis hotel only. While Humeira is happy to see them Zoya is unhappy.

#Humeira is shocked to see Zoya wid an I-Pad. Humeira asks abt how she afford an I-Pad. Zoya was initially shocked but replied dat her dad got her as a gift after she got good marks in 12^th teln him dat he had to save money to get it for her.

A/N: In Mumbai and other parts of Maharashtra, its normal for Muslims to talk in Marathi. I myself seen many of Muslims talking in very fluent Marathi. Zoya's behaviour has very strong reasons behind them.

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