#4 - AsYa FF : Kya Hua Tera Vaada... Chapter 21 - Page 10 ! (19/04) - Page 6

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Originally posted by: MayurChan

Hello Hello ApPy Ji...😊

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Hope You are doing Good...😳

So as I was here...so maine socha ki iska bhi comment complete kar hee doon...

Coming to this story...

So ASYA are in INDIA and with Asad's family...

See Dilshad barging into their room without knocking was ok muaff kiyaa...but wahin thairke ke apne Bahu and bete ke romance ko dekhna is bad manners...🤔😆

ASYA are very much comfortable here...even in all this mess...they still manage to tease eachother yet be their for each other giving the support which both of them need now in this tough time...

Asad's reaction to Nikhat was not necessary i feel , yes his reaction to Dilshaad was rude but expected...but what suprised me was Zoya's reaction on this whole thing...and she really is a very smart woman and a very good wife too...👏

Baki the Rashid and Asad's part was emotional...and the end of this part too..

I guess abhi aise hee rahega and also woh TWIST 😕 kab aayega...??

Enjoyed reading this part...

Continue soonish...

Hellooo Mayur Ji !! 😳 kya haal hai, aapka ? 😆 hum thik hai, aur agle hafte se aur bhi better ho jayenge 😉

i agree it was very naughty of Dilshad, i mean you are absolutely right, she could have left after realizing her mistake 🤣

this is the time they need each other the most because even though Asad and his family are having harships, even Zoya feels lonely because she never got to know her in-laws, since they had left for New-York the following day after their Walima 😕

yes i'm trying to make Zoya as neutral as possibke because in a way she was not present when all their problem happened so she cannot judge without knowing both sides😳

hahaha stop worrying about the twist, there's still some time before it comes 😉

thank u so much for the lovely comment, Mayur !! loved reading it ! 😃

hey guys !! i'm so sorry for not having updated thos story for over 2 months, anywya i won't bore u with my excuses but i have a great news, from newt Friday evening i'll officially be on summer holidays until mid September, so yes i'll be able to write and update more often !! 🥳

This one goes to every single reader who has been waiting for the following chapter to come 😃

Chapter 21:

When Rashid saw his son again, he held his hand out for him to take. Zoya sensed Asad debating with himself to take his father's hand or not, she rolled her eyes and discreetly shoved her shoulder with his, making him take a step forward towards Rashid.

Asad hesitantly took Rashid's hand and sat on the stool next to his bed. "Superman cannot be defeated by a disease, Beta. Main kamzor zaroor lag raha hoon lekin main kahi nahi jaa raha, main idhar hi hoon tumhare kaan kheenchne ke liye!"

Asad smiled weakly while Dilshad, Najma and Zoya chuckled.

"How are you feeling?" Asad asked softly, vulnerable to the situation.

Rashid's eyes watered, "I'll be fine now that you are here..."

Asad lowered his gaze, not being in his element, and the fact that he was on the spot was not helping. He looked at his father and said the first thing that came to his mind, "You should rest!"

Every person in the room could see the disappointment on Rashid's face, but the father did not let it linger and smiled softly. The fact that Asad was here when he was sick was a big deal in itself.

To get rid of this sudden awkwardness, Zoya stepped forward, "So, Abbu, Ready for the surgery?"

Rashid chuckled, "Do I even have a choice?"

Dilshad stepped forward as well and crossed her arms on her chest, "No, you do not! Aap tab tak thik nahi honge jab tak surgery nahi ho jaati!"

Asad stood up and went back to his spot, next to Zoya, "Dhakka dena zaroori tha?"

Zoya looked at her family then winked at her husband mischievously, "Kaunsa dhakka?"

Asad only glared at his drama queen while she grinned like an angel.

They were interrupted by a knock on the door, Zoya was shocked to see her side of the family on the other side of the door. They were all here: Anwar, Zeenat, Najma, Waqar, Mehreen and of course, their newborn, Irfan.

If Zoya was shocked, her family was not at all! She gasped and ran to her father, almost jumping on him and Anwar laughed out loud, hugging his daughter tight to him. Some tears might even have escaped him.

One by one, Zoya hugged and kissed each of her family members, having missed them dearly.

As she hugged her brother, she asked curiously, "How?"

Waqar did not need to ask for more, he understood perfectly what she meant, "Your dear hubby!"

Zoya looked towards her hubby but he was being hugged by her father, she sighed and took Najma in her arms.

Indeed, Asad had called Zoya's family. To him it was not a big deal because they were family and they were bound to visit his sick father anyway. He only thought that they should come during their short stay, in that way they could also meet with their daughter as well as visit.

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After a lot of arguments, Anwar and Zeenat agreed to stay over for a few days in Khan Villa in itself. Obviously, being loving parents, they could not resist much the temptation of seeing more of their daughter.

Since it was a surprise to Dilshad as well, once home, it all became hectic with her, Nikhat and Zoya to organize and prepare the two guestrooms for the couples and Nikhat sharing her room with Najma.

With the excuse of calling Asad up for dinner, she went to their room to find him standing near the wardrobe and ending his call with Salman. She walked on the tip of her toes and once she stood right behind him, she slipped her arms around his waist and laced them on his stomach, resting her head between his shoulder blades.

"I love you."

These simple words made Asad's day and he laced his fingers with hers that were resting on his stomach, and pulled her flush against his back. "What a coincidence! I love me too!" As Asad pulled her forward to face her, the sight of Zoya's grin and the twinkle in her eyes made him kiss her forehead, "I love you too..."

To Asad's kiss, Zoya rubbed her face in his chest and he put his arms around her, holding her close, "Thank you..."

Asad only shrugged, "Not a big deal."

Zoya leaned back, "It is to me... I mean, you know how much my family means to me, and the fact that you went out the trouble of calling them here that too in these circumstances..." Zoya paused and cupped his face in her hands, "Thank you!"

Asad made her sit on the bed and kneeled in front of her, "We are married, right?" Zoya frowned but nodded, "We love each other, right?" Zoya nodded again, "Do you ever do things for me that you don't like or rather that make you uncomfortable?" This time Zoya shook her head and Asad smiled, "That's right because what we do, we do it for each other's happiness. Tab bhi jab humein kuch karna acha nahi lagta, we do it, apne liye nahi, ek dusre ke liye... jaise tum mere liye khana banati ho, mere kapde sambhalti ho, mera khayal rakhti ho, it is my duty as well to take care of you in exchange."

To Asad's words, Zoya could not help but tear up a little. Even though she had had her share of hardships in her relationship with Asad, she still felt happy and blessed to have such a good man as her best friend, as her husband, as her life partner.

"I promise to always be there for you..." Asad promised solemnly and this time Zoya could not help the tears rolling down her cheeks.

"I promise to love you till the end..." Zoya promised through the lump in her throat.

Just as they were going to seal the deal with a kiss, a knock on the door interrupted them.

This time Zoya sighed and quickly pecked his lips before getting up and wiping her tears, "I actually came to call you for dinner..."

Asad walked to the door, "You go freshen up first! I'll get the door..."

He opened the door to the maid, who came to call him and Zoya for dinner.

After dinner, Anwar and Zeenat had retired to their room for the night and so had Dilshad, to call and check up on Rashid.

As the younger generation sat in the living room, Mehreen laughed at the expressions Zoya was making while playing with her son.

As she cooed with the little infant who obviously did not understand a thing, Mehreen winked at her, "Bache itne pasand hai toh apne kyun nahi peida kar leti!"

Zoya blushed but ignored her sister-in-law's comment.

However, Najma insisted, "Bilkul! Ab Phoophi ban gayi, ab sirf Khala banne ka intezar hai!"

As Mehreen and Najma laughed, Zoya's cheeks kept getting darker, that's when Nikhat added some salt, "Kaash mujhe bhi Phoophi banne ka sukh milta..."

While the girls kept teasing Zoya, Asad sat on the other side of the couch with Waqar discussing business. When Asad saw Zoya flushing, his lips twitched, wondering what had made his Zoya blush this way.

Nevertheless, the next view only made his longing more intense, with Irfan in Zoya's arms, and his wife cooing and playing with her nephew. Only he wished that it was not her nephew but their son she was holding so dearly.

But when he heard Nikhat's words, he tried to conceal his grin by taking a sip of coffee all while watching Zoya's expressions carefully.

However, he could not see anything but shyness, Zoya was surprisingly good at masking her emotions but her eyes could never lie to him so he tried to catch her eyes but unfortunately for him, she did not look towards him.

"What do you say, Waqar ? Shall we have a night undisturbed, Zoya just agreed to keep Irfan for the night, you know, for training purposes..." Mehreen spoke loud enough for everybody to hear.

"Bhabhi!" Zoya reprimanded and Waqar chuckled.

"I don't mind, a night of restful sleep sounds good to me..." Waqar slapped Asad on the back. "But don't you get enough of training, I mean your little Peanut is your baby, isn't she?"

They laughed knowing how much Asad and Zoya were fond of their kitten, who was at the moment, staying with Salman and Uzma.

When Asad saw the time, he decided that it was late and since they were going to the hospital the following morning, they all retired for the night, Asad and Zoya taking Irfan with them.

As they entered their room, Asad took Irfan from Zoya to look at the tiny baby. At 4 months old, he had the capacity of bringing a man like Waqar to his knees.

When Zoya saw Irfan in Asad's arms, she could not help the fluttering in her heart.

Her reverie was interrupted by her husband himself, "So, what do you think?"

Zoya blinked, not having followed anything Asad had said because of the eye-candy view, "Sorry?"

Asad looked towards his wife and saw her to be a little dazed, he outright grinned and wiggled his eyebrows, "See something you like?"

Zoya looked away and cleared her throat, "I was just... I'll go and change..."

Asad smirked but while Zoya was in the bathroom, he held up Irfan in the air, "What do you think, Champ? Does she want a baby?"

Irfan gurgled.

Asad sighed, "Yeah yeah, I know, I won't know until I ask..." As he gently shook the baby in the air, Irfan babbled and giggled, Asad sighed, "How can anybody resist a tiny adorable baby like you ?"

The adult laid the baby in the middle of the bed and lay along with him.

Irfan kicked and moved his limbs continuously.

Asad rested on his side, watching the baby, "Oh yeah? You think it's playtime?"

Asad started tickling his neck and his tummy, but when Irfan began sucking on his fist. Asad removed it, "No deal, little man, you don't know about it yet but there is something called germs."

Irfan protested by babbling and moving his limbs frantically.

Asad chuckled and replied as if they were really having a conversation, "Stop giving me sass, it does exist and has the ability to make you sick." When the baby gurgled some more, Asad sighed, "You don't know about it because you are still at the age of innocence..."

Asad was so engrossed by the little Irfan that he was unaware to the fact that Zoya was standing by the washroom's door jamb, and had witnessed most of the scene.

Zoya stepped up to the bed and lay on the other side of Irfan. She saw surprise in his eyes, he had not noticed her coming out of the washroom nor her approaching.

When Irfan got excited at seeing Zoya, she laughed and grabbed his fist, kissing it, "Yup! You got that right! East or West Zoya Phoophi is the best!"

Asad raised an eyebrow, "In this case, I think he prefers his Phoopha best!"

Zoya tsked, "Denial is not sane. You cannot turn your back on the truth!"

This time Asad was the one rolling his eyes. Then ever so slightly, without looking at her, he asked, "So, what do you think?"

Zoya blinked, confused, "About what?"

Asad looked at her, seeing her genuinely confused, he pointed towards the baby.

Zoya replied excitedly, "Ohh... About Irfan? Well, to me, he is the most adorable Babyboy!"

However, her husband did not share her excitement; he was more on the frustrated side. Asad massaged his forehead, then looked at her and explained apprehendingly, "Mera matlab tha, babies ke baare mein tumhari kya soch hai?"

Asad looked at her carefully, trying to guess her expressions. Unfortunately for him, he was disappointed because Zoya's smile faded as she sat up against the headboard, looking away from him and scratching her neck uncomfortably.

He tried to hide his disappointment as he sat up against the headboard and took Irfan on his lap. He schooled his expressions before speaking, "I did not mean now, it's just that... Nikkah se pehle jab humari baat hui, I had not taken it seriously, I never expected to fall in love with you... I h-had said that we would wait for a few years but I did not mean it... Y-you know all about how I was before... Anyway, I just wanted you to know I want it... but only if you are ready... That's why I wanted to know your take about babies..."

Zoya did not know what to say to that. She loved babies and would love to have a few someday, and someday did not mean that she was not ready to have a baby with the man she loved but only that a baby should have a stable environment once born. A baby was a tiny little life but such a big responsibility! The point was that she did not think that having a baby now was the right time. With Asad torn between his grudge against his parents and the love he had for them, with the huge decision he had not yet taken about choosing Bradfrord Industries or Dilshad Constructions... And then a baby coming to this kind of mess, she could not think properly. She wanted a baby, she only thought that it was not the right time for him/her to come.

Nevertheless, Zoya knew how much Asad wanted it, the vulnerability in his eyes, the longing, it was all there.

Therefore, she took his hand in hers and met his eyes, "I would love that more than anything...", it killed her to see joy rising his eyes knowing that she was about to disappoint him yet again, "But we can't... It's not the right time. Mujhe nahi lagta ek baby ke liye proper time hai..."

As Zoya knew, the joy in his eyes turned into a frown, but he lowered his gaze to the cherub in his arms now yawning and he sighed, "I guess you are right... We have all the time ahead of us, anyway..."

Zoya let go of his hand and tried to change the mood, "He definitely likes you... he already had his formula so he can go to sleep now..."

Asad nodded and ever so gently caressed Irfan's cheek with his knuckles.

Zoya waited a few more seconds, "What are you waiting for?"

Clueless, her husband asked, "Matlab?"

Zoya kneeled on the bed, in front of him, took Irfan gently and put him over his shoulder and closed on of Asad's hand over the baby's head and the other, under his bottom to support him. Zoya teased him, "Take Irfan as a practice! Baby ko aise sulaate hain! Now, keep patting his back..."

Asad smiled when he started feeling Irfan's weight getting heavier by sleep before laying him down, on Zoya's side of the king sized bed.

His thoughts were interrupted by Zoya's voice, as she whispered with a smile, "Quite talented for a beginner! How many do you want?"

Asad wanted kids, but he never thought about the number, he paused before replying as he himself, lay down, "A whole basketball team!"

Zoya's eyes widened like saucers, she then narrowed them, "Isn't the expression football team'?"

Asad pulled her down to spoon with her while staring at Irfan over her shoulder.

He grinned his mischievous grin, "It is, but football team is so overrated!" then after thinking about it some more, he laid his hand over her flat stomach and caressing it, "I want three, non-negotiable! First, I want a boy, then two baby girls so that he can protect them when I'm not present."

Zoya's heart fluttered but she smirked and raised an eyebrow, "Do you actually know that we can't plan these things in advance?"

Asad frowned as if looking for a solution and Zoya laughed out loud.

Then he asked her, "What about you?"

Zoya grinned and winked, "Same pinch!"

They both laughed, for a change not stressing themselves over the operation that was supposed to take place the following morning.

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Rashid's operation was a success, as expected.

The Farooqui's went back to Mumbai, after meeting with Rashid in the hospital after his operation.

Rashid was discharged and ready to be taken home over the following week. However, the patriarch had a planning of his own, he had decided to hand over the wheels of Dilshad Constructions to Asad, unaware of the same proposition already having been given to him.

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A/N : thanks a lot guys ! let me know how it was, will update MML after next friday, so till then ! 😉

Res for Ankie, Mayur and Tehs !

it was so good loved reading it

Beautiful update Bano
Asad was hesitated to mingle with Rashid and it is normal
so he called Zoya's family so that they can meet her
love the teasing session
so Asad want baby but zoya is not ready for now
both promised each other
will they be able to keep it up or your title became true
curious to know what will be Asad's answer to Rashid's decision
amazing update
please update soon from now as you are free

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