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Chapter 15 b Part 2.2
Asad kept a 55cm American Tourister Lollydots purple spin case on the bed and unzipped it. Zoya sat on the chair with her hands crossed watching Asad. She was angry at him. "You have to go home Zoya, and I don't want to hear one word about it." Asad told Zoya. "Zoya, make sure you take all your notes and books. I don't want you to forget anything. Haan if you forget anything mujhe bata dena I will get them to you. I don't want you to waste your time by coming here to get them. I'll do one thing I'll pack all your books and notes. You can pack the clothes. It will be ok if you don't pack many clothes, ghar par hain tumhaare clothes. You need to take all your books and notes." Asad had a pile of books in his hands. He turned and saw that the suitcase was closed and zipped. He placed the books back on the study table and came near the suitcase. There was a little opening in the zipper. Asad peeped in from there. "Zoya, are you in there? What are you doing in there?" He unzipped the bag and Zoya sat up cross legged inside the suitcase.
Asad sat on the chair facing Zoya. "Zoya, aisa kyun kar rahi ho? I am sending you home. You like travelling na? Yaad hai how you used to not like it if your abbu or both your parents or anyone from the family went out of town leaving you at home? You used to get inside the bag just like you have now so that they had to take you with them." "Haan, that was because I love to travel." "Haan so you are travelling!" "Isko taravelling nahi bolte, you are sending me from this home to that one." "Zoya, why are you doing this? Why aren't you listening to me?" He asked in a tone her parents used when she was a child. "I will not go home. I want to stay here Asad." Zoya continued to sit in the open bag thinking Asad would not be able to move it. Asad picked her up by her waist, like he would pick up a small baby and put her on the bed. "Zoya, exam's sar par hai and I want you to do your best. If you will stay at home toh ammi and chachiammi will be able to take care of you. You will have no household chores and you will have more time to prepare for your exams." Asad tried to reason with her. "Haan I will not have any household chores there but aap bhi toh nahi honge na. I will not go!" "Zoya, I will come there." "Sacchi?" "Of course! Who else will help you do your revision or give you mock tests?" Zoya saw him as if he stole her ice cream.
"I will not go! I will not go! I will not go!" Asad sat on the chair as he was pareshan with his wife and her ways. "Fine, I will not send you home but you will do as I say." "Okie dokie." "Accha jao and put your bag in the store room and come back here." Zoya happily wheeled away her suitcase. When she returned Asad told her that she will not do any house work or any work for him. Zoya agreed. He had prepared a time table for Zoya. She was to function according to it and only it. Asad called up at the family home and told Razia and Dilshad to send the maid and the cook to AsYa Villa. Zoya's final exams were to begin in 2 weeks. She had a study break. Asad was helping Zoya prepare for them. He set question papers for her and took her timed tests in all the subjects. He corrected them as strictly as possible. Zoya had been studying really hard. She thought of doing maximum of her stuydying when Asad was at the college so that she would get time with him when he returned but nothing like that happened. Asad used to take her revision, make her solve question papers of previous years and also give her designing and construction assignments.
Zoya was sick and tired of studying all the time. "Asad, itna toh maine boards ke liye bhi nahi padha! I want a break." Zoya was making a sketch according to the specifications Asad had provided. She put her pencil down and went to the living are where Asad was. Zoya saw Asad playing with building blocks. He was lost in making a beautiful apartment building with garden, children's play area, parking and pool using building blocks. She went to her room stomping her feet. "Hello!" She said in a grumpy voice. "Hello!" her sister replied in a singing happy voice. "Asad is such a ... such a ... urgh!" "Aapi don't say anything against my Asad bhai." "I am not saying a word against your Asad bhai I am doing kudkud about my husband." Zoya replied angrily. "Kya hua, aapi?" "Humi, you have no idea what Asad is doing! He is making me study for long hours and khud he is playing with building blocks." "It is obvio aapi, you have to study because you have to appear for the exams. Ab Asad bhai thodi na padhne baithenge just so that you have a study buddy. Don't give him a hard time and go study!" Zoya disconnected the call as there was no point in complaining about Asad to his chamchi!
"Zoya!" Asad opened the door of their bedroom at half past midnight. "Zoya, aao I have another assignment for you." "Asad!" "It is really fun! I am sure you will have lots of fun doing it." "Yeah right!" Zoya did not want to go but went anyways. She saw the construction Asad had done using building blocks lying on the kitchen table. She looked at him. "What is the assignment?" "You have to find the flaws in this construction and come up with ways to make them right." Zoya laughed naughty evilly and Asad smiled seeing her happy. Zoya pulled out a chair and took seat. She rubbed her palms and was ready to point out all the flaws. She stopped before starting. "Zoya kya hua?" She rubbed on her tummy. "I am feeling hungry." "OK I'll make you a sandwich." "Nahi sandwich will be too heavy. I will feel sleepy if I will have a sandwich." "Toh what do you want?" "Sev, kurmura and puri." Asad looked at her and then at this watch. "Zoya, kaunsa bhelwala abhi milega?" "This is why you should have stayed at home. Asad there is always a dabba full of sev kurmura puri at home." "Alright I will get it for you." Zoya got up to go with Asad but he signed her to stay put.
"Oh shit! I forgot the gate keys." Asad was at the back gate of SK mansion. He did not have the time to go to the front door nor could he go home empty handed. He climbed over the boundary wall. He entered the house through the back door. He did not want to disturb anyone. Asad went to the kitchen making sure he did not make any noise. After switching on the lights in the kitchen he began searching the dabbas for the snack Zoya wanted. "Rashid, Rashid wake up." Dilshad whispered. "Umm Dil, sone do na." "Rashid! Wake up kitchen mein koi hai. I was going to get water when I heard some noises and the light is also on." "Tch! Toh main kya karoon. Go and jo bhi ho use pooch kya chahiye!" "Rashid it is not a family member! I think koi chor hai." "What should I do it is a thief? Tum jao you can handle a whole gang of thieves without my help. Woman power zindabad!" Rashid rolled over and pulled the blanket over his head. Dilshad pulled the blanket with force and whacked him on his buttocks with a ruler. "Ouch! Dil you are more dangerous than a chor!" "Get out of the bed Rashid and come with me to the kitchen. Chor ko pakdo." Dilshad and Rashid came out of their room and saw Razia and Gafur too walking towards the kitchen. Asad had found what he was looking for so he switched off the light and was coming out of the kitchen. "Ouch!" he screamed as he was hit by something. "Ouch! Good very good! Aur le!" Asad heard Dilshad and Razia's voice as they whacked him once more. "Ammi! Chachiammi!" He screamed. "Asad!" The light was switched on. Asad was standing there with a dabba in his hands. Razia had a hangar and Dilshad had a ruler in her hand.
"Uff! Kya hai? Kya shor macha rakha hai tum logon ne?" Noor and Sabreen came to the kitchen. Humaira and Najma too were woken up by the commotion. They all looked at Asad. "Zoya, was feeling hungry and she wanted to eat sev kurmura puri so I came to get it. Ammi and chachi ammi thought I was a chor so they beat me up." Rashid and Gafur after giving Asad a khadus look went to their respective room cribbing because their wives woke them up for nothing. Humaira had a lovey dovey look on her face. "Asad bhai! You are so cute. Aapi wanted to eat sev kurmura puri so you came here at this hour and also got beaten up for it. How romantic and ek aapi hai all she does is kudkud because you make her study hard." "She does what?" "Asad, chalo now go home." Dilshad told him to go. "Ammi, chachi ammi could you please..." Razia and Dilshad stopped him from completing the sentence. "Asad, we will make some snacks and send them tomorrow to AsYa Villa. Asad went home and the residents of SK mansion to sleep.
Asad used to stay up at nights while Zoya studied. She could not wake up early to study so she studied all night. She used to sleep when Asad was at the college. He used to come back from the college make hot beverages for both of them and wake up Zoya. They had the same schedule everyday. As Zoya used to be a good girl and study hard, Asad took her every alternate day for an ice cream treat. He also gave her a head massage as she demanded it. He took care of her, himself and the house. The only thing she had to do was study. Two weeks passed by and it was the first day of Zoya's examination. Asad woke her up after he had prepared the breakfast. She got ready and they had the breakfast and left for the college after a quick dtop at SK mansion to take blessings from the elders and pick up Humaira and Najma.
Humaira and Najma went to their respective examination halls after wishing each other and Zoya All the best' for the exam. Zoya and Asad too wished them. "Zoya, get out of the vehicle and go to your class." Zoya put out her hand. 
"What?" Asad asked her when he saw her hand gesture. "Bread butter jelly jam, best of luck for your exam." Asad you did not wish me for my exams. Asad matching his fingers with Zoya and they twisted their hands in the opposite direction and shook hands as Asad recited the best of luck lyric. Zoya went to her examination hall after Asad asked her if she had al the things she needed. This went on for a week and half. Zoya had four tests which were on every third working day. "Finally, Asad aaj mera last paper hai. You will come for the annual function at night right?" "Of course I will, Zoya. Aaj Humaira ki performance hai. Finally she is going to sing in front of everyone." "Asad I will go home after the test and then come back in the evening for the function. Is it ok?" "OK. Erm but you will have to go home and come back on your own. We are going to start correcting the papers from today itself." Zoya went to give her exams.
In the evening, all the students and teachers were present in the amphitheater of the institute. The event began with the speech from the principal thanking all the teachers for their year around services and wishing all the students the very best for their results. Humaira had requested her performance to be kept at the very last so that she could practice. Two hours of celebrations passed and it was finally time for Humaira's performance. The lights were switched off on the stage. Dim lights were switched on and there was a smoke effect on the stage. From amidst the smoke appeared Humaira. She looked like and angel amidst the clouds. She was sitting on the piano stool.
Humaira's dress for the Annual Function
She began playing the tune of the song she was going to sing. There was pin drop silence as she sang the song.
bahot pyar karte hai tumko sanamZoya pulled Atif in a dark isolated corner of the college corridor. Atif was shocked not only with the way she pulled him in an isolated dark corner but also with the way she looked. She had the complete look, denims-Tshirt-hoodie and a shoulder travel bag, of Geet from Jab We Met, the scene where she is running away from home. "Zoya, what's all this?" Zoya put her finger on her lips. "Shh... Atif don't speak in a loud voice. Koi sun lega. Atif I have a secret to tell you." Zoya was very enthusiastic but kept her voice low so that only Atif could hear her. "Atif, I have had a crush on you from the day we became friends in F.Y.J.C. I even joined the interiors course because you were joining it. You fit perfectly in the mould that I had imagined of my dream man. Don't be angry with me for not telling you earlier about this as I know you to have feelings for me and only me. I have feelings for you too, Atif but my parents want me to get married to someone they chose for me. Atif, I can't marry anyone else and so I have run away from home. I should have told you about this earlier but I was waiting for our finals to get over. Today was the last exam and so I am telling you. Now the two of us can run away from here and live our life like Raj and Rashmi from QSQT. Atif we are best friends and they say that best friends make the best life partners. Come on let's go from here before someone comes finding us. I have made all the arrangements. I have planned everything. First, we will get out Bhopal and go to Massourie. I have also booked a guest house there. You don't have to worry about anything maine sab soch liya hai. In 2 weeks we will get our results which we can have posted to the guest house and then we can start our career together at the same place." Atif was speechless and continued to stare at Zoya.
He then managed to speak up. "Zoya, I am not in love with you. I had no diea of your feelings for me. I am in love with another girl. Actually I am in love with Humaira." Zoya looked at him with horror in her eyes. "Atif, what are you saying? I thought you were in love with me. Ab mera kya hoga? Where will I go? What will I do?" Zoya collapsed on the floor. "Zoya, it is not too late. I will take you home." Zoya looked at him and hid her face in her pams. "Main kya moonh lekar jaaoongi ghar, Atif? I have left a note saying I am running away with you and they should consider me as dead if they do not approve of our rrealtion. I also told them not to look for me. Ab mera kya hoga??? Atif, I have burned all the bridges connecting me to my past in hopes of building a future with you. Main toh lut gayi! Main toh barbaad ho gayi! I have no other option that offing my self!" Zoya began to cry loudly. Atif sat there looking at the girl whose life he had ruined and he did not even know how he did it!
Atif felt someone else's presence. He saw that it was Humaira. She heard and seen everything that had just happened. Atif came to her and cupped her face. "Humaira, I had no idea. I don't know what she is saying and why she is saying it. Humaira I have never looked at her in that way nor have I ever done or said anything to give her the slightest idea that I have feelings for her. I swear upon our love Humaira, I fell in love with you the first day I saw you. Humiara main sirf tumse pyar karta hoon, maine kabhi Zoya ya kisi aur ke baare mein aisa nahi socha. Humaira please have faith in me." Humaira took Atif's hands off of her face and went to Zoya. "Aapi! Stop it! Inki halat toh dekhiye! Bechare Atif! He is feeling so bad that he has spoiled your life. Stop it aapi!" "Oh! Tch tch tch Humi tujhe inki halat par hbahut taras aa raha hai?" Atif was confused as it is and his confusion grew even more when he saw Zoya and Humaira smile. Zoya hugged Humaira and kissed her on the forehead. They both then began to laugh at his condition. "What the hell is going on?" Zoya came near him but Atif got scared and moved back. Humaira laughed on seeing him scared.
Zoya pulled his ear. "Atif ke bacche! Meri behen se affair chalaya and you did not even tell me." Atif stared at her still confused. Humaira came and made her leave Atif's ear. "Aapi chodiye inke kaan ko!" Zoya pulled both of their ears. "Atif you fell in love with my sister and tu Humi you fell in love with my best friend and tum dono ki itni majaal that you hid it from me? Atif jeeju, saali hone ke naate itna mazaak karne ka haq toh hai na?" Zoya left their ears and smiled mischievously. Atif breathed of relief. "Zoya, you had killed me with that prank of yours. Uff ab meri saans mein saans aayi! You scared the hell out of me!" "Oh really and did you for once think how did I feel when I saw my baby sister and my best friend engaged in an intese eye lock while she poured her feeling for him in a song. The two of you did not tell me na so I thought I will teach you a lesson. Uff kitni mehnat karni padi mujhe!" Atif and Humaira waited for Zoya to reveal how she planned all of this. "The first stanza that she sang I understood everything. So I thought that you have to be punished for hiding your love from me. I quickly thought of a plan and went to the girls' locker room. There was a junior, first year se, I told her to give me her spare clothes. She looked at me like an innocent bacchi. I told her thoda dhamki wali voice mein that I know that there are some girls who wear salwar suit from home and change into denims - tops at the college. She got scared and gave me her clothes. The Tiger Claw club is going for a hike tomorrow so there was a bag wo le liya and that is how I became Geet of Jab We Met. It was very easy after that as then everything depended on me, my flawless acting and ye kabootar!" Zoya laughed at Atif as she went to change her clothes.
Zoya's dress for the Annual Function
"Humaira, I was really scared yaar! I thought she had feelings for me..." Atif said wiping the perspiration beads formed on hsi forehead. "Ek minute you thought she had feelings for you? Atif aapka kabhi koi chance ho nahi sakta tha!" Humaira was amused that Atif could even think of such a thing. "Kyun? Aisa kyun nahi ho sakta? I am young, rich, intelligent and handsome." "Yes but you are not a KHAN, Atif and aapi ka childhood dream tha to become Mrs. Khan." "Tha? Matlab ab nahi hai?" "Her dream has become her reality Atif." "Matlab?" "Her childhood dream was to become Mrs. Khan and now she is Mrs. Khan." "Mrs. Khan? Zoya is married? Kab? Kahan? Kaise? Kiss se?" "Aapi is married to Asad bhai. They got married when you had gone to Dubai." Atif could not believe his ears. "Zoya is married to your Asad bhai, meaning she is married to Professor Asad Ahmed Khan?" Atif stood there with his eyes popping out of his scokets. "Eyes back in Atif. Yes, I am married to Asad. I did not want anyone to know of our marriage before graduation so Asad too did not mention it on his CV. I wanted to marry a Khan all my life and I thought that he will come on a white horse from some dream land but he was right there in front of me all that while. I am in love with him but aaj tak akbhi kaha hi nahi." Humaira wiped Zoya's tears. "Aapi? Are you going to confess today?" "Yes! Accha listen Asad had told me that he has some work so I need you to drop me at home. I need to make special arrangements for the proposal." Atif took Zoya and Humaira home.
Zoya was very excited to confess her love to Asad. She wanted it to be special. Asad and Zoya both loved the terrace of Asya Villa as it had a terrace pool. She went to the terrace and decorated it with flowers and scented candles. Red and white rose flower petals were scatterd all around the terrace. She placed different sized and shaped candles in such a way that they would enhance the beauty of the decorated terrace and the pool area. She placed read and white cushions by the pool and also a bottle of pink non alcoholic champagne in an ice bucket. After the sweet confession and something other sweet ___ making, Zoya thought that chocolates were needed to celebrate the occasion so she had arranged for them too. In the middle of the pool floated two interlinked rose petal hearts with A and Z written on them with white rose petals. While lighting the candles she hummed the lines
Kehna hai kehna hai
aaj tumse ye pheli baar
tum hi toh laaye ho
jeevan mein mere
pyar pyar hi pyar'
Zoya checked everything. It was beautiful. She went for a bath and get ready for Asad. She admired her beautiful self in the mirror. Sajna hai mujhe sajna ke liye...' song was playing in the back ground as she got ready for Asad. Zoya looked at her self in the mirror. She looked elegant in the white and gold floor length anarkali. Saj gayi main toh sajna ke liye...' She blew a kiss to herself and went to the living area. Her heart was beating very fast as at any moment Asad would enter through that door.
Zoya's dress or Love Confession
Zoya heard some noise and opened her eyes. The brightness of the sunlight hurt her tired eyes. "Asad? Where have you been? Main saari raat aapka intezaar ka rahi thi." Asad did not say anything. He was going to his room. Zoya caught his hand and looked at him. "Asad, what is this? What is this lipstick mark doing on your collar? Where were you? With whom were you?" She looked at him demanding an answer.
A/N: Dear Readers, Chapter 15 ends here. I hope I have given enough AsYa. I know there is no such thing enough of AsYa. I have tried my best to give a good update.
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