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Originally posted by: asifiqbalsh
Nice update
Asad & zoya both heart broken
Asad told all truth to friends & they all are with him
Precap was amazing
Plz continue soon
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Chapter 21
Don't be mad because I don't care anymore, be mad because I once did and you were too blind to see.
- Asad Ahmed Khan
Zoya had re-read the mail for 1000th times since the day she received it. It was like two years ago. Asad's last message to her. She had heard from her friends that Asad is no more the guy she had last seen, six years back. He was the guy she left shattered at the airport. The guy who kept begging her to trust him, who pleaded her to stay back. The guy who loved her truly, madly, crazily, irrevocably and the same guy she broke heart of. Turned down. Why? Because SHE had never understood what love meant. SHE was supposed to trust him. But what did SHE do? Left him when he needed her the most and moreover doubted his love for him. She had said that he is no one' to her. Wasn't that what she said the last time she talked to him? He had called her one more time to say that he can't live without her. And she had said, "Stop living, if you can't. I don't give a damn." That's when he had stopped calling her, messaging her and trying to talk' to her. That was three years back.
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And now sitting on a cab that was taking her back to where she belonged, a place called home, she gave a last look to the mail, with a content smile on her face, "No Asad, you care. You still do. You might have turned into an arrogant, stubborn, egoistic, ruthless businessman, but I am no less sweetheart. I have turned even more sexier and bolder. So let's wait and watch! Watch how I manage to get you back. I know I don't deserve you after what I have done, but I will make up for every mistake with my apologies, every tear with my kisses and every pain with my love."
The cab came to a halt in front of the Farroqui Villa. She stepped outside, paid the cab and looked at the house for a while. Ah! How much she missed this house and the house left to hers where she probably had spent more time than in her own house. "So, everyone get ready for the surprise." She hadn't informed anyone about her decision of coming back to India. Simply because she loved taking and giving surprises.
She dragged her luggage and ran inside her house. Once she was inside, she shouted, " Mom! Where are you? Dad! Zyan!" No one's home? Oh! Khans ke ghar pe honge. With that assumption she ran to the Khan Villa.
The next minute she was ringing the doorbell of Khan Villa. She was getting impatient with every single passing second. She wanted to surprise them and see their reaction on seeing their daughter after six long years. Najma's, Aayan's, Zyan's, Humzie's reaction and moreover Asad s reaction. Will he smile at her? Hug her? Or wouldn't even acknowledge her. The thought itself sent shivers down her body.
Inside the house:
It was yet another day when The Khans had invited The Farroquis' for lunch. They were on the dining hall when they heard the doorbell ring.
"Asad beta, jao jake dekho. Kaun he darwanje peh." Dilshad asked Asad who was just entering the dining hall.
" Thik hai Ammi." He approached the main door. He was having this unusual feeling since the morning and was missing Zoya a lot. Every little thing reminded him of her. He wanted to talk to her, hear her voice but he knew he couldn't.
With these thoughts still in his mind he opened the door. "Allah! Please. Asad get a grip on yourself." Murmuring those words he proceeded to close the door, when he heard her voice. "Asad." She had said. That means she was for real and he was not imagining her like he used to in the last six years. OMG she is for real. I feel like embracing her and never letting her go away from me. I can't believe my Zoya's back. MY?? Reality hit him. He masked his face which held so much of emotions with his usual mask of indifference. He then gave a stern smile and leaving the door ajar turned on his heels and went to his room after saying, "Ammi, Ms. Farroqui's home."
The moment he said that, he heard the chairs being ruthlessly clattered and the entire house rushing towards the entrance door to welcome their darling daughter. After all she was back home after six long years. The drama was common. He brushed off the thoughts and closed the door of his room. That's when he realized he had very less time in his hand. Cursing himself he jumped off the balcony and went to Zoya's room. He gathered all his belongings and threw them to his room and came back.
In these six years, his bed was untouched. Not even a single night did he sleep in his bed. Sleeping in Zoya's bed gave him solace. He felt as if he was nearer to her. Both Farooquis' and Khans were unaware of this fact excluding Humeira.
FLASHBACK
It was the night Zoya had left for New York. Everyone had already started missing Zoya. Zyan and Aayan had tried their best to entertain everyone but everything went in vain and thus everyone had retired to bed. As soon as Asad entered his room, all his emotions exploded. The pain he was holding within himself the whole day broke down. He sobbed like a little baby. He hadn't even imagined, how it would be to live like, without Zoya. Especially after he had considered her as his life." He cried the whole night. He wanted to sleep, forget the pain for a while. But sleep was far away from him. When he had had enough of trying to sleep' he walked to Zoya's room, through the balcony. He looked at the bed that once used to be preoccupied by his angel. He looked around the room. They had fought so many times, supported each other, laughed, cried, hugged, and kissed in the same room. He went and lay on the bed and surprisingly as soon as he hit the bed, he forgot all his pain and loneliness. He went in a deep slumber.
The next morning when Humeira entered the room to collect her belongings, she was surprised to find Asad in Zoya's room, sleeping peacefully in her bed. She smiled looking at the guy who was so much in love with her Aapi. She went to the side of the bed and gently woke him up. He slowly opened his eyes and smiled on seeing Zoya's smiling face in front of him. Humeira followed his gaze and saw Zoya's photograph hanging on the wall. She felt sad for Asad, but she couldn't do anything. " Bhaijaan, get up and go to your room before someone sees you here." That was when he realized he was not the only occupant of the room. He looked at Humeira sadly.
"You miss her, right?" It was a stupid question, but she couldn't stop herself.
"Yes. A lot. I couldn't sleep in my room last night." He reasoned why he was in the room.
"I can see that." She smiled at him.
After a minute of silence, he spoke, "Humzie, can I ask you a favor?"
"Shoot!"
"Can I sleep in this room from now onwards?"
She smiled at his request. "Of course you can Asad."
"Thank you." He looked at her gratefully which she acknowledged with a nod.
As she turned to leave the room, he called her, "Please let this be a secret. Please."
"You can trust me the way I trust you bhaijaan." Saying this she left the room.
FLASHBACK ENDS
Since that day, he never slept in his own room. Even after he had stopped talking to Zoya, he couldn't stop himself. During the day he tried running away from Zoya's thoughts but during nights he embraced them wholeheartedly. And it was always Humeira whom he shared his secrets with. She used to update him about Zoya every single day. When Zoya had said him to stop living if he can't live without her and she doesn't give a damn, he wanted to believe her. But poor Zoya! Her voice had betrayed her and Asad saw everything beyond the words. She didn't mean it. But the very words compelled him to take another route. Another way of getting Zoya back. The way of indifference. He thought those words would make him hate her. But how could he hate her when he couldn't even sleep without going through her mails and holding her photo frame. How could he hate her when she ruled his dreams, no matter day dreams or the night one. He knew that he loves her and cannot give her space to any other girls. But still he should wait. He knew she had realized her mistakes, but he wanted more. More than just realizations.
A/N : Sooner? Very much! In consideration to the last few updates. So bear the short one. Was about to update yesterday itself. But due to IPL couldn't . Anyway, since its done now..
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