Part 16:
Zoya was back at her place, she was hurt but didn't cry in front of Haider because she didn't want to trouble him more as he was going through a lot and she was the sole reason behind his misery... Arooba was the one who told Ayan and Haider about Asad's stupid act, they wanted to confront him but he wasn't at home so they decided to talk tomorrow as they didn't want to sit and watch how Asad and Zoya ruining their own lives without thinking about their unborn baby...
Asad left the party as soon he realized what he had done, Sara tried to accompany him but he didn't let her be with him and left on his own... he wasn't in right state to mind, he gulped down the alcoholic drinks without thinking once and brought his anger down...
Later that night, Zoya heard the horn of his SUV, she checked the time and frowned as it was past twelve... she went to the window and looked for him and found his SUV parked outside of her house... her heart picked up speed as he kept his hand on the horn and didn't stop even for a second... Zoya smiled with teary eyes as she remembered something and went down the memory lane...
Flashback Starts
It was Rashid and Dilshad's 25th wedding anniversary, Khans and Farooquis planned a lavish party in a five star hotel and invited hundreds of guests... all were at the party except Zoya and Najma, as they were still getting read, typical girls... Asad was unaware of their absence but when someone asked about Najma it clicked him she was missing... he looked for his baby sister but she was nowhere to be seen, seeing him worry Nikhat told him that Zoya and Najma were at home and will come on their own...
Asad checked the time, it was past seven and he sighed annoyingly as he knew it must be Zoya's ideas of coming alone... he went to Haider to inform him that he was going to pick Najma and Zoya but Haider stopped him as he was already going... Haider and Najma had confessed their love and wanted to spend a few minutes in private so Zoya helped them and they stayed at home so that Haider can pick them up and then Haider and Najma were free to spend time during their drive to the hotel...
Haider was more than irritated when Asad tagged him along, well Asad too knew what was going on between Haider and Najma and he smirked seeing Haider's dull face throughout the drive... Najma was ready when Asad and Haider came to pick them up, Asad noticed how his baby sister's face fell seeing him there... he didn't want to spoil their plan, he was just teasing them, in order to compensate he told Haider to take Najma to the hotel as Zoya was still getting ready...
Asad smiled shyly as he killed two birds with one stone, first he helped Haider and Najma, and second he got the chance to be with his lady love, his Zoya... what if he had not confessed yet, he loved her and he was damn sure she loved him too... smiling to himself he made his way towards Zoya's room and found her struggling with the zip of her dress...
Zoya was too hooked up and didn't notice Asad coming in her room... Asad moved closer and stood right behind her, he raised his hand to help her and as soon his fingers brushed with hers, she stopped struggling and looked up in the mirror and found him right behind her... Asad locked his eyes with hers and in a swift move he zipped up her dress, he inched closer and placed his both hands on her shoulder while Zoya kept her eyes locked with his...
Asad: if you are done with your staring session, can we go... he whispered in her ear...
Zoya blushed but seeing Asad's smirk she controlled herself...
Zoya: and if you are done with your distracting session, will you go so I can get ready... she replied...
Asad: that's not fair Zoya, we are already late aur tumhe abhi aur tyaar hona hai...
Zoya: it's a girly thing Asad, you won't understand... abhi aap jaiye or mujhe tyaar hone dejiye...
Asad sighed and left while Zoya smiled at his reaction and resumed her work... it had been hardly a minute when Zoya heard a loud horn of his SUV, she went to window and found Asad standing near his SUV while his eyes were fixed on her room's window... seeing Zoya at the window he kept his hand on the horn and didn't stop even for a millisecond while Zoya placed her hands on her ears...
Zoya: Asad... stop it yaar... she shouted from the window...
Asad: not until you come down...
Zoya: okay then go ahead, I'm not coming...
Zoya didn't like his commanding nature, she wasn't going to do what he wanted... she came back to her room cursing him under his breath while Asad being Asad didn't stop the horn, he smirked as he knew she will come for sure after all he was too good in testing her patience... Zoya had had enough, she didn't want to go deaf in such young age, cursing him once more she did the final touch up and went to him...
Asad stopped as soon he saw a furious Zoya coming towards him, he smiled seeing her angry avatar and before she could have lashed out on him, he got in the car while Zoya sighed at his audacity and sat without saying anything...
After a few minutes, she turned towards Asad and glared him while Asad suppressed his chuckle and continued driving...
Zoya: why are so bad mujhe theek se tyaar bhi nahi hone dia... koi aisa karta hai kya, continuous horns, seriously Asad... she asked...
Asad: everything is fair in love and war Zoya... he replied winking at her...
Zoya: oh please love aur app se... NEVER...
Asad: like I'm dying to hear "I love you" from you,kuch bhi haan... woh tum ne hi shuru kiya tha girly thing and all toh bas mere ander ke gentleman ne socha tumhe thoda male adamant behavior ki jhalak dikha doon... tit for tat, you know...
Zoya: of really Mr. Khan...
Asad: oh yes Miss. Farooqui...
Zoya: well for your kind information mujhe sab pata hai, so please aage se itni fazool mehnat karne ki zaroorat nahi hai...
Asad: you sure you know everything??? He asked looking in her eyes...
Zoya: yeah...
Asad: 100%???
Zoya: more than 100 percent... she replied looking in his eyes...
Asad smiled and looked back on the road and continued driving while Zoya blushed knowing very well what he was asking... what if they didn't confess yet, wasn't their love evident in their eyes that spoke volumes...
Flashback Ends
Zoya wiped her tears and sighed as she came to senses with the continuous horns by him, what if the circumstances differ, weren't they same Asad and Zoya, so how could they behave going out of their way...
Asad wasn't in his senses, he just wanted to have a word with Zoya, in private... in his drunken state, he went to her place and kept waiting for her just the way he used to do before...
The other family members knew Asad won't stop until Zoya go to him and that's what they wanted... they didn't interfere before but they wanted that Asad and Zoya sort out everything on their own...
Knowing about his habit, Zoya sent Arooba to him but within a few minutes she came back...
Zoya: why are you back Aroo, he is still there... tell him to go, I can't face him, at least not right now...
Arooba: Zoe, you should go...
Zoya: you know I can't... she turned to the other side...
Arooba: I know Zoe, but right now he needs you... his hand is bleeding and...
Zoya: and... she asked facing her as worry took over her...
Arooba: he is drunk... she replied...
Zoya: Allah Miyan! What's wrong with him??? He can't be this careless, how can he drive in drunken state... pichli baar bhi aisa hi kiya tha, yeh Asad meri KaBhi nahi sunte... tum ruko mai abhi aati hoon...
Mumbling to herself Zoya left from there while Arooba smiled seeing utmost concern for Asad in her eyes... no doubt she knew Zoya ruined her own life for his sake but that was something she never witnessed... she sent a silent prayers upwards hoping the best for Asad and Zoya...
Asad knew he did wrong and hurt her to the core but he also knew that Zoya can't see him pain and that's why he injured his hand by breaking a glass in his hands a few minutes ago... he was being selfish but wasn't that right, if he was wrong then she too was at fault and whatever were the issues, she was his wife and he had all the rights over her... if he can love her madly then he had complete rights to scold her too...
Zoya came to Asad and opened his side of car door, she found his right hand badly injured as blood oozed out of it... she gently took his hand in hers but Asad pulled it back...
Asad: get in the car... he spoke firmly...
Zoya: your hand is bleeding Asad, please come inside and let me attend your wound...
Asad: GET IN The CAR... he ignored her concern and said looking in her eyes and paused on each word...
Zoya literally skipped a heartbeat seeing his red bloodshot eyes, words refused to come out of her mouth and having no courage to argue, she meekly nodded her head and got in the car while Asad zoomed off...
The drive was a silent affair, Asad fixated his gaze on the road and gripped the steering wheel tightly while Zoya knew it was do or die situation for her... on one side, it was Asad's safety while on the other side, it was their separation and she never wanted to loose Asad just because of her selfish love but she didn't know how would she face him and answer his questions...
Asad hit the break reaching their destination, he came out of the car and moved towards Zoya's side and opened the car door for her... it was then Zoya came out of her thoughts and found Asad holding his hand out for her, she looked at him and he lightly smiled... Zoya placed his trembling hand in his and stepped out of the car and as soon she looked at the place her eyes welled up...
Asad had brought her to their Dream House, he knew that in the entire world their Dream House was the only place where Zoya can open up with him... today he didn't want to fight or argue, he just wanted to make her remember their old days so that they can sit and talk... feeling her emotions he tightened his grip on her hand and took her inside...
Jo bhi kasmein khaayi thi humne
Vaada kiya tha jo milke
Tune hi jeevan mein laaya tha mere savera
Kya tumhe yaad hai
Kya tumhe yaad hai
Taking slow steps Zoya entered in their Dream House and memories came running back to her... she didn't want to cry but that house, no not house, her home, her actual home reminded her beautiful days and passionate nights and her eyes moistened on their own... she looked around and found dust everywhere as she knew it Asad didn't let anyone step in their home, not even for household chores...
Asad knew what Zoya was thinking and going through, he wanted the same for her... he wanted to make her realize what she did to their own home and lives... the dust at their home can be cleaned but if they preferred their egos over their love then the same dust will spread all over their hearts then the rain of tears would not help at all...
Din woh bade haseen the
Raatein bhi khush naseeb thi
Tune hi jeevan mein laaya tha mere savera
Kya tumhe yaad hai
Kya tumhe yaad hai
Zoya didn't know when Asad dragged her to their bedroom, she was so lost in her own world but as soon he opened the door of their room, she froze... she gasped seeing the disaster in their bedroom and fresh tears brimmed in her eyes after all she was the sole reason behind ruining her life, Asad's life, their home, their love and everything...
Asad closed the door and moved closer to Zoya, he was drunk but he was aware of his doings... he cupped the side of her face and wiped away her tears, feeling his cold hand on her skin she looked at him and as soon their eyes locked, he shook his head saying her not to cry...
Zoya smiled at his concern and placed her hand over his hand that was on her cheek and as soon she felt his hand, it clicked her his hand was injured... she took his injured hand in hers and gasped as seeing blood, she made him sit on the bed and left to bring the first-aid kit...
Asad smiled at his wife, the way she took his hand in hers and cleaned his wound was enough to make him fall for his wife all over again... he didn't hiss as she cleaned his wound with dettol as this pain was nothing compared to the pain he went through in past few months...
Zoya immediately blew air on his wound and looked at him only to share an eye lock... she froze when she found him staring at her intently, their moist eyes, the longing and yearning was evident there... both knew the current circumstances were hell difficult but for Zoya it was needed while for Asad it was nothing but pain...
Asad took her hands in his and made her sit on the bed while he sat on the floor and rested his head in her lap... Zoya didn't know what to do, her mind was telling her to push him away while her heart wanted to sooth his pain... putting her thoughts aside, she did what she needed to do at that moment and caressed his hair with her trembling fingers...
Jaage jaage rehte the khoye khoye rehte the
Karte the pyaar ki baatein
Kabhi tanhaayi mein kabhi purvaayi mein
Hoti thi roz mulaakaatein
Zoya cried as she remembered their old days and compared with today... there was a big change, heart wrenching change... it was the same room where Asad had confessed his love and they had shared their first ever kiss... Zoya smiled shyly remembering that moment, she was so eager to hear his confession and when he did, she was highly impressed...
Teri in baahon mein teri panahon mein
Maine har lamha guzaara
Tere is chehere ko chand sunhere ko
Maine to jigar mein utaara
Asad moved closer and hugged her by her waist, Zoya's heart went out for him as she felt his silent sobs... she pulled him closer and ran a hand on his back to calm down, se too cried with him as she realized how hard it was to see your loved one in pain... she didn't know life will be this cruel to them, there was a time when they spent their days and nights under the roof and after marriage she felt like she was the luckiest girl of the entire world and today her own love turn out to be her enemy...
Kitne tere karib tha main to tera naseeb tha
Hoton pe rehta tha har waqt bas naam tera
Kya tumhe yaad hai
Zoya had had enough, she can't see him crying any more, she pulled away from him and cupped his cheeks in her hands... Asad looked up in her eyes as she wiped away his tears and placed her lips on his forehead, both shared an emotional eye lock and in the next moment they found themselves in each other's arms seeking solace...
Haan mujhe yaad hai
Haan mujhe yaad hai
Without breaking the hug, Asad pulled her in his lap and buried his head in the crook of her neck, he hugged her like there was no tomorrow while Zoya hugged him back as tight as it was possible... that was not an ordinary hug, they hugged after the four long months of separation, tears of happiness were in their eyes and they didn't want to pull away as the fear of losing each other again was still there...
Jo bhi kasmein khaayi thi humne
Vaada kiya tha jo milke
Tune hi jeevan mein laaya tha mere savera
Zoya was the one who broke the hug and took Asad to the bed, she knew he needed rest and so that she... both laid down on the bed in each other's arm, Asad didn't want to move an inch away from her and Zoya sensed his fear, she rested his head on her chest and patted him to sleep...
Kya tumhe yaad hai
Haan mujhe yaad hai
Later, Asad was lying in the arms of his beloved wife and closed his eyes to memorize the moment while Zoya didn't want to sleep, seeing Asad's vulnerable state she realized what damaged she had done, she can't see him like that so she thought of something big by which Asad himself back out...
Yes Zoya wanted Asad to give up on her... she didn't forget what had happened months back and in which circumstances she left him... she was back but not like before that's why Asad was still safe, their fights were the reason she was still in Bhopal... now, seeing the broken state of Asad, she realized Asad can be angry and do silly things like he proposed Sara but he can't hate her... she needed to do something to create distance, she didn't want to risk his life once again...
Next Morning, Asad woke up and found the other side of bed empty... fear gripped over him as he thought Zoya left him again, what if he was drunk, he remembered how he ended in her arms and that wasn't his dream... she was with him, for real but where was she now, thinking to himself he came out the room and found Zoya in the living area...
Asad sighed in relief as he saw her sitting on the sofa, Zoya sensed his presence and looked towards him... Asad smiled a little and took a step towards her as he knew they needed to talk but suddenly the door bell rang... Zoya stood up to open the door but Asad stopped her showing his hand and left to open the door and as soon he opened the door he literally froze seeing Ghafoor Siddiqui at his doorstep...
Flashback Starts
Ghafoor Siddiqui, Zoya's father... Zainab was happily married to a successful businessman in New York, everything was going good and when Zainab broke the news of her pregnancy things got better... Ghafoor always wanted a son but Zainab gave birth to a baby girl and breathe her last in the Operation Theater only...
At first Ghafoor took great care of his daughter and named her Zoya, she was his life, his only family but within a few years his turned into hate... Ghafoor started comparing himself with his colleagues as they had a son, instead of feeling lucky for having a daughter he cursed his fate... Zoya was 4 years old when she came India with her father, Ghafoor left her in an orphanage and never looked back... Zoya cried for his father, she knew her father will come to take her back but that day never came...
After two and half years, Anwar and Zeenat found Zoya along with other orphans... Zeenat and Zainab were cousins, Zeenat knew about Zainab's death and her daughter Zoya... when she met Zoya in the orphanage she found a locket around her neck which belonged to Zainab, she remembered Zainab used to wear same locket... Zeenat immediately called Ghafoor and asked about Zoya, at first he made lame excuses but when Zeenat asked to many question he told her truth and warned her never to disturb him again as he was happily married to Razia and didn't want to hear anything from his past... later Zeenat and Anwar adopted Zoya...
Rashid and Dilshad being close friends got to know about Zoya, where they felt a pull towards Zoya and warmly welcomed her in the family they could not stop hating Ghafoor at the same time... when Zoya turned 10, Anwar and Zeenat told her about her past as they didn't want to hide anything, no doubt Zoya was still a kid but she was big enough to deal with her past...
Asad and Haider were elders so they already knew the truth and tried their best to help Zoya in every possible way... Zoya moved on but never forgot to hate her father and so that her entire family hated Ghafoor Siddiqui...
When Zoya was 18 years old, Ghafoor came India... he wanted his daughter back, Anwar and Zeenat refused him clearly but he wanted to hear from Zoya, don't know why but he felt Zoya being his blood will understand him... Zoya was too scared to face her father, she didn't want to leave her family and go with her father...
Asad was the one who helped her, he made her took stand for herself and told her to go and tell him what she wanted... Zoya took a promise from him that he would not let her go with her father, Asad who was madly in love with his jhalli Zoya promised her and gave her the courage to see her father... Zoya came to her father, she was still scared but when Asad held her hand, she spoke for herself and refused to go back with her without any fear... and that day Zoya literally fell in love with Asad, her friend, her guide, the shining star of her life...
Flashback Ends
Asad was still in shock, what was that man doing at his Dream House, wait a sec, who the hell gave him the address, he was lost in thoughts when Zoya ran to her father and hugged him shocking Asad to the core, was he actually saw Zoya hugging Ghafoor, the man who ruined his own daughter's childhoob by his own hands...
Zoya: it's too good to see you here abbu... she spoke breaking Asad's trance...
Ghafoor: meri beti ne pehli baar mujh se kuch maanga tha, mujhe toh aana hi tha... he spoke cupping her cheeks lovingly...
Asad: what the hell is going on??? He shouted as anger rose in him seeing that man behaving normal with Zoya, like he had never left her years back...
Zoya: Asad I know you are angry with me but don't forget he is my father and your father in law so please behave...
Asad: father??? Iss aadmi ko baap kehlane ka koi haq nahi hai aur tum kab se iss aadmi ko baap maan'ne lagi...
Zoya: kab se matlab, he is my father aur toh yeh baat shuru se jaante hain... she lead on Ghafoor's arm...
Asad: haan mai ache se jaanta hoon tumhare iss so called father ko, what is he doing here???
Zoya: abbu yahi Bhopal mai the, kab se mujh se milna chah rahe the... actually abbu chahty hain mai kuch waqt un ke sath spend karon toh bas mene inhe yahin bula liya...
Asad: are you out of your mind, tum iss aadmi ke pass ja rahi ho jis ne KaBhi tumhe palat kar nahi dekha...
Zoya: iss aadmi iss aadmi kya laga rakha hai Asad, abbu hain mere thoda toh izet se baat karo...
Asad: oh please save it for another time... agar tum ne apne abbu se mil liya ho toh can we talk in private... he asked stressing on abbu...
Zoya: nahi Asad, abhi nahi... mai abbu ke ja rahi hoon, hum phir KaBhi baat karenge...
Asad: tum aise nahi ja sakti, mujhe tum se baat karni hai Zoya...
Zoya: mene kaha na phir KaBhi... chalen abbu... she looked towards her father who didn't interfere in husband wife's matter...
Ghafoor smiled at his daughter and nodded in yes, before Zoya could have gone with him Asad spoke...
Asad: wait a sec Zoya...
Zoya turned and face him...
Asad: tum apne baap ke liye mujhe chor kar ja rahi ho???
Zoya: abbu ko meri zaroorat hai Asad...
Asad: aur mujhe???
Zoya: aap ke liye Sara hai na... she replied...
Asad: oh yeah how can I forget, tum toh mujhe pehle hi chor chuki ho lekin ab aur nahi... iss se pehle tum iss ghatiya aadmi ke liye mujhe chor kar jao mera khud yahan se chale jana behter hai...
Saying so Asad left from there and promised himself that he won't try to mend things again, he wanted to talk and sort out everything but Zoya choosed her father over him and didn't think about him for once while a lone tear escaped from Zoya's eye as she fell on her knees...
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