Chapter 18
A new relationship formed between Atif and Hamaira, their engagement was the starting point of their new life together. Asad and Zoya had been married for many months now, they were still newly weds. Falling in love, realizing the love, it had been a journey for Zoya after getting married. Asad is her love, her first love and definitely her last love. This realization had brought happiness of heaven and earth to her. Asad and Zoya were still Asad and Zoya and not AsYa. Asad loved her and he now knew that she loved him and only him. Confessing the pure love you feel for the other is the most precious gift one can give. It was now time for them to give and receive this precious gift. They were standing at a threshold which when crossed together hand in hand would take them on a new and wonderful journey.
Asad took Zoya to an isolated corner of the main hall where he gave her the notepad. After Asad left Zoya opened the notepad and saw that Asad had actually completed his punishment that too in handwriting as beautiful as pearls. There was also a little note after the 100th aankhon dekha aur kaano suna humesha sach nahi hota. Asad was with everyone waiting for Zoya to join him for dinner. He looked at Zoya. They had an intense eye lock. Zoya smiled bashfully. She joined everyone for dinner too. After dinner the families had a nice chat over coffee. Atif and Asad too had some funny moments where Atif was scared of Asad because of the misunderstanding the latter had. Asad also told Atif to take care of his younger sister Humaira or else. To which Atif replied that Asad would never have to think about or else as he would try to keep Humaira as happy as he has kept Zoya.
In the absence of his family Atif would now be left in the care of the Khans and Siddiques. Atif- Humaira and Asad-Zoya stole glances at each other. Atif and Asad could not wait to be with their respective partners. Atif would have to wait longer but Asad's wait would be over soon.
On purpose Asad spilled coffee on his shirt. "Zoya, zara aana mera shirt clean karne mein help kar do. Asad told her to follow him in a very husbandly manner. Zoya knew her shauhar and the reason behind his new new shauharpana. "Asad, clean kya karna aap ek kaam kijiye na room mein jaakar shirt change kar lijiye. Zoya was no less than him. She was not going to give in easily. "Zoya, mere liye shirt nikaal do. He said with a stern smile. Zoya acted like she was tired from the whole days bhaag daud. "Asad, ek shirt tum khud nahi nikaal sakte. Dekho toh meri bechari Zoya kitni thaki hui hai. Dilshad scolded Asad. "Ammi, ye bechari nahi hai. Asad could not even explain why he said it at this moment but he and Zoya knew very well she was no bechaari but was being an atyachaari. Zoya, baad mein milo dikhataa hoon tumhe.' He gave her a strict look. Kya dikhayenge? Apne six packs.' She looked at him naughtily teasing an irritating him more than he already was.
"Zoya, ab humein bhi chalna chahiye. Asad told as they bid good bye to Atif and his parents. "Kya? Asad bhi aaj meri engagement hui hai please aapi ko mere paas rehne dijiye na. I have so many tings I want to talk to her about. Humaira tugged on his sleeve like a little child, she knew he would give in this way. "Apni aapi se pooccho, if she wants to she can stay. Indirectly Asad was making Zoya choose between him and Humaira. "Asad, thank you so much, main aapse poochna chahti thi but aap aaj hi wapas aaye the toh maine socha ki aap mana kar denge. Aap bhi ek kaam kijiyena yahin ruk jaaiye, kal hum saath ghar jaayenge. Asad could not believe she chose someone else over her. Given a choice he should be her number 1, not only when given a choice he should always be her number 1. "Chalo ab sab so jaao. Sabreen and Noor said as they moved towards their room. Gafur-Razia, Rashid-Dilshad went to their rooms. Zoya went with Humaira to her room. Humaira was very happy and wanted to share her happiness with her aapi. Her phone rang, it was Atif. "Humaira, tum baat karo Atif se. Ye raat phir tumhaari life mein nahi aayegi. Apni khushi, apna har ehsaas uske saath share karo. Haq hai uska. Aur aaj se tumpar sab se zyaada haq uska hai aur uspar tumhaara. Enjoy your lovely phone conversation. Main jaati hoon. She kissed Humaira and was leaving, "Aapi aap? "Tumhaari sirf sagaai hui hai meri toh shaadi hui hai. Humara ek doosre par haq hai aur uss haq ko jataane ke waqt aaya hai. She smiled and left.
Dressed in her green sharara she looked like a dulhan. She had the smile of a new bride going to begin her new life. Her eyes were filled with love and dreams for her new life. But where was the mn with whom she was to begin this new life. Asad was angry as Zoya chose to stay with Humaira. She remembered his expressions, she blushed even more. "Asad? She opened the door of his bedroom but he was not there. Don't tell me! He couldn't be ther could he? He is not a child anymore.' She looked out of the window and saw light coming out of the tree house. She was sneaking out of the house in the middle of the night. She never thought she would do it for a boyfriend, here she I doing it for her husband. Her heart raced and she took quiet quick steps towards the tree house. She looked at her dress. "Ismein kaise upar chadoongi? She took a few pebbles and began aiming at the three house window. "Asad? Asad. Asad main jaanti hoon aap yahan hain please neeche aa jaaiye. Mujhe aapse baat karni hai. Asad. There was no reponse from his side. So she had no choice but to go to him. "Asad Ahmed Khan, kabhi socha na tha ki aapki mohabbat mein sharara pehenkar tree house par chadoongi. She climbed up and what the hell was this! The board was back, Girls and Lizzie not allowed.'
"Allah miya, what's wrong with this man? Bacche ke baap ban ne ki umar mein khud bacche bane hue hain. She knocked on the door. "Asad, please mujhe andar aane de. He was inside sitting with his legs folded, his hands clasped around the knees and his face mirrored the boyish anger inside him. She knocked on the door once more. "Asad, please open the door. Main aapko yahan aapke imposition complete karne ke liye jo reward promise kiya tha wo dene aayi thi. Reward chahiye na? If he was acting like a child she would treat him as one. The promise of reward made him melt a little, he quietly moved towards the door of the tree house but did not unkock it. She was sitting leaning against the door. "Theek hai ja rahi hoon main jab gussa thanda ho jaaye toh aa jaana. She pretends to leave but suddenly he opened the door and she fell backwards hitting her head on the wooden floor. "Ah! Allah Miya! What's wrong with you? He helped her get up, they were both now inside the tree house. She was rubbing the back of her head and he very sneakily locked the door.
"Mera reward? Asad asked with a smile. "Reward? Mera sar phodne ka reward chahiye? Itni zor se lagi hai dard ho raha hai. She was angry with him. He slid and positioned himself behind her, his legs on either side of hers. He put his hands on her shoulders and softly blew on the place where she was hurt. Slowly the naughty boy blew behind her ear and on the nape of her neck. She felt ticklish. Her back was touching his chest. If they were riding a bike like this, road side loafers would pass a loose cmment, hawa ko aane jaane ko toh jagah chod do.' His hands moved from her shoulders onto her arms and slowly he put his hands on hers. He pulled their upper limbs inwards caging her. "Ab tum meri qaid mein ho Zoya, lekin giraftaar toh main hoon tumhaari mohabbat mein. They were looking at their image in the mirror. There was passionate love blazing in his eyes and she was burning in the same fire.
"Asad, please chodiye na. He let go of her, she was not expecting it. He then made a sudden move, she was now once again lying on the floor and he almost on top of her. "Asad, kya kar rahe hain aap? Kya chahte hain? "Wohi jot um dene aayi thi. Mere imposition ka reward. He leaned in to kiss her but she turned away and he kissed her cheek. Again he tried to kiss her this time he kissed the other cheek. She tried to wriggle out from under him. "Zoya, zyada mat hilo hum tree house mein hain. Tum zyada hili aur tree house gir gaya toh? He wanted them to stay in that position, he had no idea what she was thinking. "Zara se hilne par aapka tree house gir jaayega toh aapke imposition ka reward main aapko yahan toh nahi de sakti. "Kya matlab? She showed her the note he left with the notepad in which he had written the punishment.
Without you, my life is so incomplete because I am so addicted to you.
I want to kiss and hug {^much more} you to warm my heart tonight.
Forever, and ever after.
[Italics: Zoya had written to complete the note.]
"Asad, kiss me. Zoya was the one to initiate. She closed her eyes. "Abhi nahi, yahan nahi. She opened her eyes. "Zoya, if I / we begin anything right now I won't we able to stop and we will literally end up bringing down the house. Main humaare pyar ko breaking news banakarsabke saamne nahi lana chahta. Tumhara mera pyar, ek doosre ko pyar karna I want it to be just for us. Samjhi? he made sure to make her understand that he was notrejecting her but wanted to do things right by them and their love. "Ghar chalen? Humaare ghar, jahan shaadi ke baad humari pehli raat honi chahiye, naye ghar mein zindagi ki pyar ki nayi shuruat. He kissed her on the forehead. He helped her down the tree. They walked hand in hand slowly, there was no rush they have their whole life in front of them. "Asad? Ek baat poochon? "Poocho. "Hum jab bhi ladenge toh kya aap naraaz hokar tree house mein aa jaayenge, wo ladkiyaan kehti hai na main maayke chali jaoongi waise. Zoya teased Asad. "Nahi, main tumse maafi maang loonga. "Lekin naraaz aap honge toh aap kyun maafi maangenge? "Kyunki tumhari maafi mere liye kisi reward se kam toh nahi hogi. "BADMAASH!!! Zoya lightly hit him and ran ahead, Asad followed her.
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