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An AsYa(KaBhi) TS

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PART ONE

"Ammi...can I get my coffee at least..."

Dilshad Khan shook her head as her elder son massaged his temple mumbling something under his breath when the commotion from the kitchen reached his ears... She smiled knowingly; well aware of the reason behind his annoyance...

The hustle bustle of the kitchen of Khan Villa in the mornings...that has became a nuisance for the elder son of the Khan Family Asad Ahmad Khan from past few days...as the new hobby of cooking took a birth in his family suddenly... Not suddenly...actually he was aware of the reason for that stupidity...

Two of his younger siblings Ayaan and Najma with their chief chef of Khan Villa's Kitchen Rashid Ahmad Khan...well, that was what Rashid Ahmad Khan called himself, working on their new experiment every morning had became a headache for Asad... Handling the three of them with their over crazy ideas was something that Dilshad Ahmad Khan can't manage but she was enjoying new dish everyday by her husband and actually liking the idea...so didn't interfere... But for Asad Ahmad Khan the whole drama was irritating as his peaceful breakfast time had ruined and hence he was found in the kitchen every morning to control that all craziness...

He shook his head looking at his mother who didn't bother to intervene... Getting up from his chair finally he walked towards the kitchen and Dilshad followed him...

"Ayaan... Najma..."

A stern voice thundered and Ayaan froze on his spot with a knife in his hand while Najma's hand stilled on the pestle which she was using to grind something in a mortar...

Both glanced towards a furious Asad and then turned their gaze towards Rashid who was still searching something in the refrigerator...

"Abbu...Do I have to remind you every day that your contribution is needed more in office and not in the kitchen"

"Ohh my Son..." Rashid moved back from the refrigerator managing a bowl in his one hand and two containers in other... Placing everything carefully on the kitchen counter he walked towards Asad, "Why I have to remind you every day that I am the Boss...be it in the office or in the kitchen..." he said pointing towards his apron where the words I am the Boss' printed...

"Abbu please..." Asad massaged his temple

"What please... experimenting something new in the kitchen every day is such a fun...and when I am doing this for my beloved wife its feel more amazing...you should try cooking Asad..." Rashid suggested walking back towards the counter and Asad cursed the person who set this weird idea of fun in his family's mind...

"Anwar uncle is not in the city and there is a meeting you have to attend in an hour Abbu and here, you are wasting your time with these two..." he tried to control his temper, "And you two..." he turned towards Ayaan-Najma, "enough of this childishness...go and get ready for the college..." He shouted asking them to move out of the kitchen

Ayaan and Najma shared a look as Asad turned and a smile spread on their faces as their gaze traveled towards the person entered in the kitchen

"Ammi...meri coffee..." Asad turned to move out of the kitchen but stopped looking at the person in front and his hand reached his temple, "Reason for these all craziness..." he shook his head mumbling

"What??" He looked up as the person stood in his way, arms crossed and a demanding gaze was fixed on him

"Now you don't taste my patience...get out of my way..." He said turning to other side but the person moved blocking his way again... "Don't you understand..." he yelled

"I heard what you said Asad"

"Ohh good...that means you are not suffering from any hearing disability Zoya"

"You think everyone should go through the same syndrome as you?"

"And from where you get this idea?" He asked crossing his arms in front

"I didn't get any response from you whenever I tried talking to you so I assumed that you might have some problem with your ears..." Najma and Ayaan burst into giggles while other two spectators tried to stifle their laugh listening Zoya's explanation

Asad's one glare and Ayaan Najma looked down... Moving towards Zoya he narrowed his eyes..."Talking?" "Ohh...You mean asking the same question again and again"

Zoya stared at him for a moment, "Okay...but what I could do if I didn't get any proper answer, you never give me the proper reason Asad...you never bother to explain why you don't want to get married?"

"If marrying means have to tolerate a person like you for my whole life then it's wise to not get married...right?" He asked leaning a bit towards her

"That is so mean of you Asad..." Zoya huffed

"Really...am I?" He smirked

"Yes you are...why you..." Zoya said but he interrupted her

"I don't have time to waste in this nonsense...you have already ruined my family's mind with your crazy ideas..." pushing her out of his way he walked out of the kitchen

"YOU..." composing herself Zoya ran behind him, "What do you think of yourself haan?" She demanded as she stood in front of him stopping him as he was going to pull the chair to sit

"You think cooking is some craziness...some childishness?" She raised her brows, "Running a business is the only sensible work as per your opinion baki sab toh waste of time hai...Right?"

"These stupid se experiments tum log karte ho na kitchen me that is waste of time...can you even cook one thing that is eatable for a normal human being?"

"What do you mean...?" She pushed him, "Main kuch khane layak bana nahi sakti...tum jo roz..." she stopped abruptly

"Main roz what Zoya...?" he raised his brows

Zoya sighed looking towards Dilshad who smiled asking her for something and she shook her head before turning towards Asad again... "Leave it...tumse baat karna is a waste of time actually..."

"Ho gaya...ab chalo sab breakfast karne..." walking towards the dining table Dilshad started to serve everyone as Asad, Najma and Ayaan sat on their respective places

"Main breakfast kar ke aayi hu Phoopi..." Zoya said as she sat on the chair after pouring juice in glass for herself, "Dost, have you tried that mushroom kebabs recipe" she asked to Rashid who walked out from the kitchen with a bowl in his hand

"Yes...here, Mushroom Kebabs..." Rashid declared as he placed the bowl on the table asking Dilshad to taste it...

"Ammi..." Asad sighed folding the newspaper as he couldn't focus on anything he was reading, "Coffee..." he again asked for his coffee while Dilshad was busy in tasting mushroom kebabs and he massaged his temple, "Everyone has gone crazy in this house...ek cup coffee bhi naseeb nahi hone wali yaha...all thanks to..." his outburst interrupted as a cup appeared in front of him...

"You are most welcome..." Zoya smiled as he looked up but before he could say anything Rashid interrupted

"Coffee chodo...taste it..." Rashid said as he ladled mushroom kebabs in Asad's plate

"Let him drink his bitter coffee dost...warna office me bechare employees' par gussa niklega..." Zoya said walking towards her seat; she winked as he glared at her

"Abbu...you should stop this now and get ready for the meeting" He turned towards Rashid deciding not to argue with her for a while

"My workaholic son...you should compliment your Abbu...I am the only successful businessman you must have known who has proved himself very creative in kitchen too..." Rashid said proudly looking at Dilshad's approving smile as she tasted mushroom kebabs

"Don't expect a compliment from him Dost...he can only do the business...actually aap jaise multitalented, full of life person ko yeh kharoos beta suit hi nahi karta..." Zoya said sipping her juice while watching Asad's reaction as she looked at him from the corner of her eye

"Ohh really...then why you are behind that Kahroos son of his..." Asad asked getting up

"Don't flatter yourself much; wo toh Dadi ki khwaish thi is liye main..."

"Don't try to drag Dadi in this...aaj wo hoti toh I am sure tumse mera Nikaah kabhi nahi hone deti..."

"Asad..." Dilshad tried to intervene

"She is so annoying Ammi...I can't tolerate her...you still want me to marry her..."

"Talk with me Asad..." Walking around she stood in front of him, "You don't want to marry right?" She asked looking into his eyes, "Okay... it's fine...but today I want to know the reason...tell me..."

"Why not...every day I find out many reasons...so be ready" moving a bit forwards he smirked and she seethed in anger as he winked moving back, "It's going to be quite a long list Ms. Farooqui..."

Zoya glared at him crossing her arms, "FINE...let's see how many reasons you are going to discover for rejecting ME..."

"I guess this morning fiasco you can count too...from the day you come back to Bhopal it has became impossible for me to even breathe peacefully in my own house...and I could imagine how horrible it would be if you permanently come in my life..." He smirked and Zoya opened her mouth to say something but ringing sound of his mobile interrupted them...

"Abbu...can I expect you in office today? Mr. Mehra is calling..." he asked before receiving the call

"Hmm...what can I expect from a kharoos son of mine..." Rashid sighed while Zoya giggled

"I just can't tolerate this craziness..." Asad shook his head and received the call, his gaze was fixed on Zoya while he was talking on his phone...realizing his challenging gaze Zoya looked away and he smirked as she sat on the chair

"Don't you think we are missing something...?" Ayaan nudged Najma

"Hmm...Definitely something is there we didn't know..." Najma said looking at Asad suspiciously

"What's going on...?" Zoya tapped on Najma's shoulder sitting beside her

"That is what we want to know...what's going on?" Ayaan whispered leaning over

"What...you already know..." Zoya said glancing towards Asad, "Asad Ahmad Khan is so manipulative..." She huffed looking at his back as he walked out

"So you are not going with him today?" Dilshad asked and Zoya's eyes widened

"Ohh...yes I am going..." She jumped up and followed him out, "Asad...wait..."

Four of the Khan Members shook their head as Zoya yelled following Asad

"I don't think things are going to settle between them anytime soon if we didn't interfere..." Rashid said

"And I think things are already settled...they are just playing around...didn't you notice that challenging look of Bhaijaan...something is definitely cooking..." Ayaan stated his observation

Najma nodded, "Then I really hope it turn out something as tasty as this mushroom kebab..." She said shoveling a spoonful of mushroom kebabs into her mouth

"Enough of the cooking now...you are getting late Rashid..." Dilshad shook her head getting up

"Ammi you are definitely hiding something..." Ayaan asked while Rashid and Najma looked at her questioningly

"Not much...I just know about this cooking thing..." She said and smiled looking at the three confused faces, "Actually Zoya prepared something every day for dinner and she asked me to keep it as a secret...especially from Asad..."

"That means actually lots of cooking is happening here..." Ayaan grinned

"Enough now and keep your mouth shut..." Dilshad warned

Ayaan and Najma grinned, "We are just going to enjoy the cooking show..." Both said as they made a gesture to zip their mouth...

PART TWO

Rushing out of the Khan Villa Zoya sighed noticing him busy in talking on his phone. She halted in her steps as he leaned against the car still engrossed in phone conversation... She took the moment to admire him... He looks taller than the last time she had seen him, she had noticed it before as in three years it had become her favorite hobby to observe his each picture he posted on social media sites...but now standing there few feet away, he seemed all different...more handsome...more attractive...her eyes traveled on his face like she was devouring him with her eyes and her stomach did flip flop as he looked up at her disconnecting the call... She noticed the smugness on his face as he stared at her for a moment before turning to open the car door... Taking a deep breath she shook her head before rushing towards the car... Opening the door she hopped on the passage seat, avoiding looking at his side...

Allah Miya!!! why sometimes he behave like...like...um...' she was unable to decipher something that she has witnessed lately...he argued with her over every possible topic or accused her more than before or just tended to turn a deaf ear to her questioning... But it was like he was deliberately doing that all... sometimes that one different look of his and she felt her heart almost stopped beating... I guess I have started to imagine things...' she tried to change the path of her thought process...

"Do you have to follow me everywhere?" Asad snapped as he sped out of the Khan Villa gates, "ghar, office and now you didn't even spare the only peaceful half an hour I could get while driving...tum direct apne ghar se office nahi aa sakti..."

He was in his usual bickering mode and Zoya felt relaxed, "Ohh so your Tannu can accompany you right?" She asked finally looking at his side

"She is not following me like you are...it just her residence is on the way..." Asad replied focusing on the road

"Really...that's why in past three years she had been tagged along with you everywhere..."

"And how did you know that...ohh wait..." he looked at her suspiciously, "you have been keeping tabs on me all those years..."

"Why would I do that...I just got to know every time...it wasn't like I intentionally inquired about you..."

Asad looked at her for a moment before looking ahead on the road, "forgot about past, why you are tagging along with me everywhere now and why its bother you if Tannu accompany me...?"

"Why you are asking me like I asked her not to come?" She was annoyed, "Ask your Tannu why she stopped coming with you now, I don't mind if she come but she did mind I guess...or it's you? She asked narrowing her eyes

"You know Zoya..." he glanced towards her once and paused as he slowed down to make a turn, "You are jealous...accept it..." He said as he sped up the car again focusing ahead

"I am not..." she huffed looking ahead

Both didn't bother to continue the argument for some time

Asad looked at her side and smirked noticing the desired expressions on her face as the same time she turn to look at him and their eyes met, "Hmm...see, still you have not become my wife but you have problems with my female friends...then imagine what you'll do once you get that right..." he asked as he pulled into the parking lot of KFG (Khan-Farooqui Group) "You will irritate me to the core..." he said leaning a bit towards her turning the engine off and she looked away

She didn't react and he smiled opening the door of his side, "I don't know about your purpose but company had appointed you for its beneficial purpose...so you better be focus on work..." he added before walking out and she missed the satisfactory smile that lifted on his face...

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"He is sooo...urgh!!! Why he is behaving like this, he could tell me straight that he doesn't want this marriage to happen and I won't bother him further..." sitting in her cabin she was typing furiously on her laptop, "No...I won't let him go without the proper reason..." She huffed as she stopped typing, focusing her attention on the laptop screen to check what she had typed, "Urgh!!!" she growled finding some errors and made corrections trying to focus on the work in hand for a while.

"I won't talk to him till he..." She shook her head as again her thoughts started to travel towards the only direction... "Why I am thinking about him...from the beginning he made it clear that he don't want to marry me..." She huffed willing to strangle him at that moment for being the reason of her disturbed state...

Flipping the page from the file that placed on the table she read the details before adding some points in the data she was working on and finally giving the rest to fingers she leaned back, "He never gave me any reason and now suddenly he wants to know the reason why I wished this Nikaah to happen...how that would make any difference when he is not ready for this relation..." She thought over the happenings from the last two weeks when she returned from London after three years...she asked him the reason for his rejection and for the first time he questioned back her regarding their marriage issue...

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Zoya and Asad had known each other from their childhood days...Zoya was five and Asad was seven years old when the two families joined hands in business... Over the years the business reached the height of success and so as the family's relation... Zoya, the bubbly girl was so dear to the Khan family and Aaisha Khan had always wished to see Zoya as the Dulhan of her elder grandson Asad...

From the beginning Asad and Zoya was like a tom and jerry and it irritates Asad a lot when someone mentioned her as his would be wife... For Zoya it didn't bother much as she took it as just teasing...

She was fourteen then, that day she had a fight with Asad and was hurt by his words... He involved in some clash in school, when she confronted he asked her to stay away from his matters and when she went in his room to search her new watch that Dadi had gifted her, he yelled at her for messing up his room and asked not to enter in his room without his permission...

"Main ab kabhi bhi baat nahi karungi Asad se...kya samjhta hai khud ko...mujhe koi shauk nahi hai iski cheezon ko hath lagane ka...rights to main bhi dikha sakti hu ise...egoistic fool...duffer kahi ka..." Running out of his room Zoya slumped on the sofa pushing the tears away... "Main ro kyun rahi hu..." she mumbled realizing that she was actually crying, it was the first time she experienced the hurt feeling because of his words

"Zoya...what happened beta, aise ro kyun rahi ho" Dadi who came out of her room asked worriedly as she noticed Zoya

"Kuch nahi dadi...main nahi ro rahi... main bhi use dikhaungi uske rights...aaye toh sahi baat karne mujhse...such a moron he is..." she accused him rubbing her cheeks as tears again ran down from her eyes

"Achha..." Dadi smiled sitting beside her, "Ro nahi rahi toh yeh kya hai..." she asked cupping Zoya's face, asking her to look up

"Haan ro rahi hu..." Zoya pouted as Dadi smiled, "Aap has kyun rahi ho..."

"Kuch nahi...batao kya hua...aisa kya kaha Asad ne jo meri sherni beti aaj rone lag gayi..."

"Main nahi ro rahi hu Dadi..." Zoya said stubbornly, "Aur jo kuch bhi hua ho aapki sherni beti handle kar legi..."

"What...Yeh ro rahi hai...is that even possible...?"

Asad's voice from behind and Zoya narrowed her eyes looking at Dadi, "Aap bata dena Dadi mujhe koi baat nahi karni iske sath..." she huffed getting up

"Seriously you are crying..." Asad asked coming towards her, "Hmm..." he stared at her, "I know I was rude, I am sorry...?" He said with serious expressions as he rubbed the tear drop off of her cheek and she just stared back at him...she didn't understand what but his touch seemed different to her...she blinked as he moved back...

"You really expected me to say this..." he asked and moving forward he wrapped his arm around the back of her neck, cradling her head in the crook of his elbow... She wriggled but holding her firm on the place he smirked looking into her eyes "Forgot it Zoya...you are not allowed in my room without my permission..."

"YOU..." she pushed him as he loosened his hold, "Don't you dare to touch me again..." she snapped as she grabbed his collar...

Dadi shook her head "Bas karo tum dono...pata nahi kab tak aise jhagadte rahoge tum..."

Stomping on his foot Zoya moved back and smiled victoriously as he whined, "Dadi...Dekha kitna pareshan karta hai yeh mujhe..." She complained sitting beside Dadi, "Ask him not to trouble me or else..." She said crossing her arms and looked up as Asad stood in front of her

"First, it's you who irritates me always...look at the state of my room, you turned the whole room upside down looking for this watch...you could have asked me... " He said showing her the watch she was looking for

"I knew it...tumhare paas hi hogi...who give you the rights to touch my things...aage se meri kisi bhi cheez ko hath mat lagana..." getting up she snatched the watch from his hand

"Achha...kya kar logi...see maine hath lagaya..." he smirked as he snatched it back from her hand

"Asad...give it back...if I don't have the rights to interfere in your matters then you too stay away from me...meri cheezon par tum haq nahi jata sakte..." She said following him as he ran around the sofa with her watch

"Asad...pareshan mat karo use..." Dadi said as she held Asad's hand stopping him

"Dekha Dadi kitna pareshan karta hai aur aap chahti hai main is stupid se nikaah karu..." Zoya gritted her teeth as she snatched the watch from his hold again

"Thank god kisi baat pe to hamare thoughts milte hai...she is right Dadi is jungali billi se nikaah...no way..." saying he walked out

Dadi shook her head and asked Zoya to sit beside her, "Tumhe pata hai Zoya..." holding Zoya's hand in her she smiled, "Tum dono ki yeh nok-zok me maine hamesha kuch alag mehsoos kiya hai...tum dono abhi nahi samjhoge aur main tumhe force bhi nahi karungi ki tum kabhi is rishte ko mere khatir apna lo...par dua jarur karungi ke tumhari jindagi me wo mod jarur aaye jab tum wo baat samjho jo mujhe samajh aa rahi hai...uska ehsaas tum dono ko bhi ho jaye..."

Zoya just stared towards Dadi not understanding the meaning of her words that day but in that moment her heart envisioned the moment when he touched her cheek to push the tear off...that touch of his feel different...and she was confused with feeling...that is totally unfamiliar to her...

As the time passed she has started to experience lot of the difference in her own behavior... Asad was always at loggerheads with her and she started to like that haughty side of his...She has started to feel his presence in her life but in a different view...She started to understand the meaning of Dadi's words a little bit...

Cooking was something that Zoya always enjoyed... Spending time in kitchen with her Ammi or with Dilshad ...that had became her routine... But she never knew one day cooking would do some magic for her...

"Zoya...aaj tum mere liye kheer banaogi...dekhu to sahi kya kya sikha hai tumne Dilshad se..." Dadi asked her one day and she agreed happily.

Everyone praised her for the delicious kheer she made. She was in kitchen with Dilshad when Asad returned from his coaching and Dadi served him the kheer. He wasn't aware of Zoya's presence and she was thinking that he would definitely find out some or other fault when he comes to know that the kheer was made by her. Hiding behind she was thinking about giving him some piece of mind when his remark amazed her...

"Wow...jhalli can cook too..." that was his reply and Zoya who was ready to retort back moved behind. Dadi smacked on his arm and he whined, "What...I am really praising her skills Dadi...kheer toh acchi banayi hai usne..." he said as he served more kheer in bowl...

Zoya watched him as he devour two bowls of kheer, he liked the kheer' that thought gave her the pleasure she never experienced before... Everyone praised her and she was happy but his words did something to her...that she felt like jumping around in joy...

Getting up he turned and she smiled as her eyes met with his... "Don't you have any other work other than experimenting in the kitchen" he asked moving towards her. "You know ...most important ingredient for kheer is sugar...tum shayad bhul gayi thi...next time yaad rakhna..." Leaning towards her he said and moved back not getting any reply from her.

She didn't feel in her heart to retort back on his comment, her heart just wanted to cherish his earlier words... Words those did the magic... Staring at his confused face for a moment she walked past him...she needed to think over the happenings...needed to understand the change that had started to take place in their relation...

Those were the days when she found herself sitting in her room doing nothing but thinking about him...smiling looking at his pics...admiring him... Just the mention of his name and she felt the strange sensation within her...she has started to find the excuses to talk to him, though their talking means always a bickering over something and most of the time she did it purposely to pull him into argument... A pang of jealousy she started to feel when she saw him with any girl... And he had became the reason for her cooking...as many times she had noticed him enjoying the food she cooked...that always gave her the strange satisfaction...

She was confused in initial days because of her own behavior but as she thought over it deeply she realized the meaning...and when she accepted to herself that she was in love with him that was the moment her heart was at ease finally... She never tried to disclose her feelings to him... Once she asked him what he thought about Dadi's wish and he made it clear to her that he wasn't willing to marry her... From that day she wanted to know the reason but he never gave her any reason...

It had been two weeks now she has returned... She was in London for three years... She was aware that once back in India their Nikaah issue would raise by their families for sure. She wanted the Nikaah to happen...that was her dream...she wanted to be his only...but not because their family wants or for Dadi's wish... She wished his acceptance for the marriage on his own will...She wanted him to feel the same for her as she feel for him...

She entered in his room all excited to meet him after three years... She watched him standing near the bed and reading something from the file and just looking at him her heart started hammering inside suddenly...

She looked around in his room averting her gaze from him and Smile formed on her lips as she noticed his things placed on the bed beside his suit jacket... his tie, watch, phone but the thing grabbed her attention was cuff-link...the same cuff-links she had gifted him...

"So you are back..." He asked moving back sensing her presence and she was lost as he smiled...his dimpled smile that always made her forget everything...

"And you have not changed a bit..." he said turning from her breaking her drooling session...as he placed the file aside...

Moving back he studied her for a moment... "Still you have not learned to knock..." He said and she frowned...

"And I guess you have become more arrogant..." she retorted back

"Hmm..." he smirked enraging her, "Or it's you who turned into more annoying person than before..."

"Urgh!!! I thought let's just keep aside the childishness and talk like a grown-ups but it never going to happen I guess..." She shook her head disapprovingly

"You want to talk..." he narrowed his eyes, "regarding?" he paused for a moment moving back a little and crossed his arms, "Let me guess...still it's the same question right?"

"Now if you yourself asking for it then let's just make it clear for once" She sighed hoping to hear some different answer from him, "See Asad..." she was serious, "I just want to know the reason that's it...if there is someone in your life then said it once, I won't bother you again..." she asked as that was her biggest fear, she somehow knew that there is no one but still she wants to be sure...

"Well..." he looked in her eyes before walking towards the mirror, his gaze was fixed on her through the mirror while he was combing his hair, "let that aside for a while..." he said and she looked up... Their eyes met in the mirror, his gaze was holding something that she couldn't pin point... He turned from the mirror, "Tell me why you want this Nikaah to happen...first tell me your reason and I'll make the things clear once and for all..."

She looked at him surprised by his sudden question, his sudden interest to know her opinion... But again that made her think.., Is he really wants to discuss seriously or as usual he is going to make a fun of me...' she couldn't believe him in that matter...

"I guess you are not sure about your reason..." his usual taunting made her believe that he was just playing around...

"Hmm...I am very sure Asad..." she said looking into his eyes, "Because there is the only reason for me that made me think about this idea in the first place...it's because of Dadi's wish I am..."

"Dadi's wish really Zoya..." he interrupted, "You said you want to talk like a grown-ups and still you are ready to take this important decision of life for Dadi's wish...haven't you think about it differently for once...like...umm..." He paused for a moment and she narrowed her eyes... "Like...if we are compatible for such a relation or not..." he completed but looks like it wasn't that he wanted to ask...she knew him well and as he scratched the back of his head while talking she guessed he was thinking about something else...

"So you think we are not compatible..." she questioned back and he sighed

"We are not talking about what I think...I just wanted to know..." he paused and noticing the look on his face she understand something was cooking in his devil mind, "That...if you really have grown up or still are the same immature annoying kid..." He smirked as her eyes shot daggers at him...

"YOU..." Zoya growled moving ahead, "you called me an immature kid..." her hands rose to grab his collar but he moved out of her hold and she gritted her teeth... "You moron..." she followed him but her leg twisted and she stumbled, "Aahhh..." she yelped and her eyes shut tight in fear as she expected herself to hit the floor...

Asad watched her falling and moved back briskly... His hands wrapped around her before she hit the floor...but he couldn't balance himself and both fell back...

"Aahhh..." Zoya gasped as her back hit on the bed...

A moment passed...she stayed silent trying to regulate her racing heart but his presence beside while his hand stayed wrapped around her body didn't let her heart to calm down... His fingers moved on her skin as he tried to pull his hand back and she gasped... Moving his hand back he hovered over her for a moment...the look of his that hold something strange made her shiver...she gulped as he moved close...his breath fanned over her face and she closed her eyes... "My cufflink..." he whispered taking the cuff-link that stuck in her strands and moved back... She inhaled opening her eyes and watched him sitting back besides her...collecting his things...

Getting up from the bed she straightened her dress avoiding looking at him...

"So are you willing to think over your reason or just want to let it go...?" He asked after a moment

She turned her gaze towards him, "You know my reason Asad...its better you explain yours now..."

"Hmm..." he sighed, "It's better to not think about the matter if you just wanted to do this for Dadi's wish..."

He sounded upset...well, that she felt for a moment but pushed the thought away as he get up from the bed, waste of time...' he mumbled adjusting his tie...

"Why its matter when you don't want to..." Before she could complete her sentence he walked out leaving enraged Zoya behind... "Duffer...Idiot...you never answered me straight...why expecting from me now...I am sure you would make a fun of my feelings as usual, but I won't let you do that...this is not any childish fight for me..."

A ringing sound of intercom broke her thought process and she sighed leaning forward to grab the receiver...

A voice from other end made her growled inwardly in irritation...

Part 3 A : Page 13

Hola Amigos!!!So it's me RJ Ridziieee back on the channel with get another interesting and much more amazing chapter... Well I just mean the reiew and promotion!..come on chado mat!

It is good to see you back Deepti
loved this ts
amazing updates
loved asya bickering and all flashbacks are lovely
asya were childhood friends and dadi wanted to get them married
update soon
well you know very well i want you to update You Are Mine
please update this story yaar

Originally posted by: Always_asya

It is good to see you back Deepti
loved this ts
amazing updates
loved asya bickering and all flashbacks are lovely
asya were childhood friends and dadi wanted to get them married
update soon
well you know very well i want you to update You Are Mine
please update this story yaar

Hey Daljit 😊
thank you so much for a lovely review
I am happy that you enjoyed AsYa's bickering...that is something I feel writing so updated this one
yes I know and promise next one I am going to work on U R Mine...sorry I made you wait

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Originally posted by: riddhi1206

Hola Amigos!!!

Its me RJ Ridziee back on the thread!!!

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Though I haven't yet read it lekin lekin bhae username hi itna impact full hai k by god k kasam mere bolne k zarrurat hi nahi hai...

Are wah...sone pe suhaga and cherry on the cake with the whole TS ek saath!!

Dene wala jab bhi deta deta chapar phadke haha

To jaldi se padho...and review it!

Ab bol do na Zara ..update me Jo hai laga...

Plzz read it...and are are kaha jaarahe ho...comments baaki hai...

Ab comments bhi to karna na

Chalo u enjoy.. N so will I!!!

Yes yes maine bhi abhi nahi padha... Okay now don't gimme that look guys...happens..

Ese bade bade desho me esi choti choti baate hoti rehti haii...

Enjoy guys!!!

But apne Reviews bhejna mat bhuliyega!

I will get back soonishesty...

Its me your apni RJ signing off for now...

But you stay tuned!!

Take care buh bye

Be yourself

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