AsYa TS "Mohabbatein"
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Part 1
Note: In this
OS Asad stopped Zoya from going NY and made her wear a ring at the airport, but
when AsYa returned Khan Villa, Asad told her that engagement was a fake one and
made Zoya upset... later that night, Zoya accompanied Khans to some function
where Dilshad announced Asad's marriage with Zoya that too in 10 days... next
evening, Asad and Zoya exchanged rings in front of Dilshad and this time Zoya
told him that it's a real one... tanveer who was mad in ager decided to break the
marriage, so she told Ghafoor about Zoya being his daughter after having a good
amount of money and left Bhopal... later that night, when Asad and Zoya were
discussing about "Nakli Nikah", Ghafoor came there and claimed Zoya as his daughter,
unwillingly Zoya agreed to go with her father...
On
8th day
Khan
Villa...
Around
12AM, Asad returned from his work, from past week he was doing only this, he
used to leave for office without having breakfast and returned late on nights, his
thoughts drifted to that day when happiness took leave from their lives...
Dilshad
who had announced Asad's marriage in front of the whole world, each passing day
broke her from inside, her fear increased when Asad refused to talk on marriage
thing, Asad knew how much his mother was suffering, but what can he do??? Zoya
and his marriage was fixed, okay he called it a fake one, still he was
marrying, his mother and sister were happy, Miss. Farooqui was more than happy,
but after his official engagement everything changed, their home turned in
house, laughter turned into silence, his mother was ill, Najma buried herself
in her studies and he... he was running from his own feelings...
Putting
his thoughts aside, Asad changed in his white kurta, he was hungry since
morning, so without waking up Ammi and Najma, he quietly made his way towards
kitchen... Asad was in kitchen when someone switched on the lights, he turned and
found his baby sister, tamater...
Najma
took the plate from his hands, and told him to sit on dining table which he obliged,
she served him the dinner and sat on his left side, Asad was eating quietly, he
was almost done when he felt his sister's gaze on him...
Asad:
tamater...
Najma:
ji...ji bhaijan...
Asad:
what's the matter???
Najma:
bhaijan wo... wo kuch nahi...
Asad:
tamater... kya hua... you want to say something right???
Najma:
hmm... she just hmm-ed in response...
Asad:
bolo bhi...
Najma:
bhaijan aap kal Shimla ja rahy hain na...
Asad:
yeah... kuch mangwana hai kya???
Najma:
nahi... kya aap apna trip cancel kar sakty hain???
Asad:
cancel... par kyun... tamater I really have to go... see I know I'm spending less
time with you and Ammi but I promise after this trip I'll spend some days with
you and Ammi...
Najma:
it's not like Ammi and I need your time... I mean we do, but the problem is
something else...
Asad:
problem... what happened???
Najma:
pehly aap promise kejiye aap Ammi ko nahi btayenge... she is already tensed, I
don't want to stress her more...
Asad:
okay I understand now tell me what the problem is...
Najma:
bhaijan wo... wo kal humey City Mall jana hai...
Asad:
City Mall???
Najma:
yeah... you know jab se Zo... Zoya gayi hain...
Asad
looked at her immediately, he knew that this will come one day, he can't run
from Zoya's topic, forever, can he???
Asad:
what about Zoya???
Najma:
wo apko to pata hai us ghar main sabko strictly warn kiya gaya hai ke koi bhi
hamary se contact nahi karega... par kuch dair pehly mujhy Nikhat ne phone kiya
tha...
Asad:
Najma tum janti ho yeh sab possible nahi hai, un logo ne Ayan se cell phone ly
liya, sab par tarha tarha ki pabandiyan laga di hain or...
Najma:
main janti hoon bhaijan... Nikhat ne Zoya ke kehney par call ki thi... she
finished...
Asad:
Miss. Farooqui ke kehney par...
Najma:
haan bhaijan... un logo ne Zoya ka passport cheen liya hai or bagair passport ke
wo NY nahi ja sakti so apki help chahiye thi...
Asad:
I can't believe wo log aisa kar sakty hain... or Miss. Farooqui ko NY jana hai to
apny Abbu se kahain unhy passport dain... I'm sure she can talk to him... mere
samney to itna bolti hain wo...
Najma:
yahan ki baat or thi bhaijan... yeh ghar Zoya ko apna sa lagta tha...
Asad:
wo ghar bhi unhi ka hai tamater... or please Ammai ke samney yeh sab mat kehna
warna wo samjhaingi Miss. Farooqui par koi zulm horaha hai... he finished his
dinner and stood up to go...
Najma:
aap Zoya ko India se bhaganey main madad karengey ya nahi???
Najma
was trying to make it simple but Asad was making it difficult for her, when he
was about to go, she directly asked what she wanted to ask from few minutes...
Asad:
what did you say??? Bhagana??? Are you serious tamater??? Miss. Farooqui ko
pata nahi kab aqal ayegi... don't she know her father is a respectable man of
society...
Najma:
oh I forgot... a respectable man who fixed his own daughter's wedding without her
consent...
Asad
looked at his sister with complete shock... did he hear wedding??? How can they
force her for a wedding... no actually from where the hell did that wedding came...
don't her father know about their engagement, she belonged to him how can
someone force his fianc to marry some other man... no he will not let that
happen... Najma was looking at her brother, he was lost somewhere else, she came
near to him, placed a hand on his shoulder and brought him out of his trance...
Najma:
bhaijan... parson Zoya ki shadi hai... or unhey yeh shadi nahi karni... she needs
your help... please bhaijan aap hamari help...
Asad:
City Mall kab jana hai... he replied...
Najma:
OMG bhaijan... aap sach main hamari madad karenge... main abhi Zoya ko call karti
hoon... I still can't believe aap maan gaye...
Asad:
calm down Najma...
Najma:
apko nahi pata bhaijan hum sab kitny pareshan thy... abhi sab apko hi karna hai...
Ayan bhaijan ne sab plan kar liya hai... kal humey Zoya ko kisi bhi haal main
apny ghar lana hai... aap Zoya ke sath rahengey or udhar Ayan bhaijan Zoya ka
passport chura lengey or...
Asad:
yeh sab plan kiska hai... he said surprisingly...
Najma:
wo... wo Ayan bhaijan or Zoya ne...
Asad:
hmm okay... you go and inform them... I'll help...
Najma:
thank you thank you thank you sooo much bhaijan... you are the best...
Najma
hugged her brother in excitement, Asad smiled at his baby sister and dropped a
kiss on her forehead...
Later
that night, Asad didn't slept even for a second, he was reliving each and every
moment which he had spent with his Miss. Farooqui... to be honest he always used
to fight with her, he hated her messiness a lot, sometimes her continuous talk
disturbed him too, but when he came to know that she have to go back, he lost,
he ran towards airport like a mad man, he made her wear the ring in front of
that officer... he was too stupid, he didn't realized his feelings for her and
called it fake, again his mother announced his marriage with Miss. Farooqui, he
obliged and made her wear the ring again, but her so called father popped up
and ruined their sweet little moment... during past week, he controlled on his
feelings, he buried himself in his work so that he can keep his feelings aside,
but when he heard about her wedding with someone else, he lost it, he realized
his love for her... yes he loved her, don't how and when he fell in love with his
Miss. Farooqui, but he loved her and only this truth matters... now he was eager
to meet her tomorrow, he wanted to know what she feels for him, he knew that
their feelings were mutual, still he wanted to hear out from her...
Asad
picked up his cell phone from the side table and pressed the power button, he
smiled seeing his cell phone's wallpaper, his Miss. Farooqui's picture was set
as wallpaper, can you imagine Asad Ahmad Khan doing this, actually no one, it
is said that love changes, so here that proverb implies, love changed the great
Asad Ahmad Khan, a good change indeed...
Asad:
I just can't wait for tomorrow Mrs. Khan... he whispered to himself and hugged
his cell phone closed his eyes and drifted to sleep...
On
9th day
Khan Villa...
Dilshad
came downstairs, she was in living area when she spotted Asad and Najma at
dining table, she looked at them again and again, happy tears brimmed in her
eyes, she thanked Allah for such a beautiful morning, everything was perfect,
she missed Zoya here, before she can think further, Najma came to her Ammi and
took her with her, Asad, Dilshad and Najma had their breakfast after so many
days, they spent a quality time together, after that Asad and Najma attacked on
TV and watched their favorite channels, Dilshad found it fishy, she was about
to ask but Asad and Najma diverted the topic, as the clock stoke 11AM, Asad and
Najma left for the City Mall leaving a confused Dilshad behind them...
City Mall...
Asad
and Najma entered in a boutique, where Ayan and ladies of SM were already
there, Najma winked at her siblings while Asad was searching for Zoya but she
was nowhere, Ayan didn't care about Razia and Shireen's glare and came to his
brother and took him in a hug...
Ayan:
Mona is upstairs, you will find her in first trial room... he whispered and broke
the hug...
Asad:
thank you Ayan... he ruffled his hair and came towards Najma... tamater main abhi
ek call kar ke aata hoon, till then you select a dress...
Najma:
ji bhaijan...
Asad
left from there, he was outside the boutique, some minutes later, Ayan and
Humaira stood in front of Razia and Shireen, they started with their fake
fight, Asad smiled at them and entered in the boutique again and quietly made
his way upstairs, he looked for the trial room, took a deep breath, twisted the
door knob and entered in the room closing door behind him...
On
the other hand, Zoya spent 7 worse days f her life, she had always lived a
carefree life, Aapi and Jeeju never imposed any restriction on her, when she
came Bhopal, she didn't follow any rule made by Asad, she was not that type of
girl, when her so called Abbu fixed her marriage without her will, she decided
to go NY, but her Abbu snatched her passport and stuff... Khan siblings and
Humaira were there to make her smile through tears, they made a plan, but they
needed someone's help, and Asad was the only option, after they can trust on
Asad... Zoya was not happy with the idea of involving Asad, she was upset with
him, she was engaged to him, okay their engagement was fake, still she was her
fianc, he didn't tried to contact her even for once... Zoya knew she had
developed some feelings for him, but the behavior of her Akdu's fianc
underestimated her feelings... now she was waiting for him, she knew that she
will be safer with him, but don't know why she didn't wanted his help at all,
she was expecting something else which she knew that will never happen...
Zoya
changed in a beautiful maroon lehenga, she was checking herself in the mirror,
she felt something missing, she checked herself again and again but didn't
figure out the emptiness, suddenly she felt dupatta on her head, she
immediately looked up in the mirror and found Asad just behind her...
Tumko
Dekh Kar Yoon Lagta Hai
Koi
Bichda Khawab Aaya Hai
Asad
was watching Zoya from some minutes, he smiled at her when he found out that
she forgot something, but the best part was the he knew that thing... Asad picked
up the dupatta from the stand and placed on her head...
Barson
Lambi Raat Se Guzrey
Subha
Ka Jhonka Lout Aaya Hai
Zoya
looked at with moistened eyes, she didn't wanted to cry, but seeing him after
so many days, she let her eyes shed some tears...
Bohat
Dair Jaagi
Bohat
Door Aayi
Khawab
Ne Chodhi Na Meri Kalayi
Asad
turned her around, wiped her tears and pressed his lips on her forehead...
Kab
Se Meri Saans Ruki Thi
Mujhe
Saans Aayi
Mujhe
Saans Aayi
Mujhe
Saans Aayi
Zoya
closed her eyes and felt his lips on her skin, a lone tear escaped from her
eye, without wasting any second, she buried her face in the crook of his neck
and hugged him...
Saans
Mai Teri Saans Mili Toh
Mujhe
Saans Aayi
Mujhe
Saans Aayi
Mujhe
Saans Aayi
Asad
too hugged her tightly, he didn't needed any confession from her, her silence
said it all, he roamed his hand on her back and spoke sweet nothings in her ear
to calm her down...
Asad:
do you trust me Miss. Farooqui??? He asked after breaking the hug and looked in
her eyes...
Zoya:
hmm... she nodded her head in a YES...
Asad:
then go to your place and wait for me...
Zoya:
Mr. Khan aap...
Asad:
mene kaha na, aap apne ghar wapis jaiye... I'll handle everything...
Zoya:
but...
Asad:
aap sirf mujhse hi argue karti hain, apny Abbu ke samney to aap kuch nahi bol
sakti...
Zoya:
dekhiye aap mujh se aisy baat nahi kar sakty...
Asad:
acha to kesy baat kar sakta hoon phir...
Zoya:
Allah Miyan... What's wrong with you Mr. Khan??? First of all, you let me go, aik
baar bhi nahi socha that I'm your fianc, abhi help ke liye kaha hai to hamara
plan follow karney ki bajaye aap apna koi plan bana kar aaye hain...
Asad:
okay fine... I agree I was at fault... now tell me what you want???
Zoya:
what to do mean??? Apko yahan help ke liye bulaya hai...
Asad:
wo mujhy bhi pata hai... abhi main apki help kesy karon???
Zoya:
apko tamater ne san samjhaya tha, abhi aap aisy kyun kar rahy hain... aap se kuch
nahi hoga... I'll handle of my own, aap ja sakty hain...
Zoya
turned to go but felt a tug at her hand, Asad came just behind her...
Zoya:
let me go Mr. Khan... she tried to free her hand without turning...
Asad:
yehi to nahi kar sakta Miss. Farooqui... I can't let my fianc go... he whispered
the last part in her ear...
Zoya
missed a breath, first Asad was so close to her, she felt his hot breath on her
skin, second he called her his fianc, did she really hear "fianc"??? Zoya
immediately turned looked straightly in his eyes...
Asad:
I love you Miss. Farooqui and I can't let you go...
Jaane
Wafa Ho Ke Bekaraar
Barson
Kiya Mene Intezaar
Zoya
looked at him with teary eyes, she was literally shocked, but her heart did a
happy dance, she was dying to hear his confession, he took some time, but he
confessed, eventually...
Par
KaBhi Tune Nahi Yeh Tab Kaha
Jo
Abb Kaha
Asad
came closer to her, cupped the side of her cheek and wiped her tears with his
thumb pad...
Dill
Be-Bassi Main Chupke Se Rota Hai
Kya
Karoon Haaye
Kuch
Kuch Hota Hai
Zoya
let the tears fall, she rested her head against his and felt completed...
Kya
Karoon Haaye
Kuch
Kuch Hota Hai
Asad
closed his eyes, after his simple confession, he felt light, he was about to
hug Zoya when someone barged in the room...
Ayan:
bhaijan aap...
Ayan
and his sisters were worried, and here Asad was taking more than enough time,
when he entered the room he was about to shout at them, but seeing his bhaijan
and Mona in compromising position, he stopped, words refused to come out of his
mouth, he looked at AsYa with wide eyes...
On
the other hand, AsYa broke apart, Asad was little bit embarrassed while Zoya
smiled at Ayan's reaction...
Zoya:
close your mouth Rabert, warna makhi chali jayegi... she joked...
Ayan:
kya baat hai Mona Darling... neechy hum sabki darr ke maarey jaan ja rahi hai or
apko mazak soojh raha hai... he taunted...
Asad:
shut up Ayan... call her bhabhi...
Ayan:
oh please bhaijan... apko nahi pata yeh mujhse kesy baat karti hai, aap eski side
nahi... hey wait a second, what did you just say... "bhabhi"... yehi kaha na aapne...
Ayan
didn't pay attention to Asad's words, he started complaining to his bhaijan,
but then it hit him...
Zoya:
finally you heard him... she winked at Ayan...
Ayan:
OMG bhaijan... I can't believe this... you and Mona Dar... I mean you and Zoya...
Asad:
I said call her bhabhi... he corrected him again...
Ayan:
okay okay... Mona bhabhi-jaan... how's that???
Ayan
winked at AsYa, Asad rolled his eyes while Zoya broke in fits of laughter... Ayan
came forward, hugged his bhaijan and congratulated him, he was about to hug
Zoya, but Asad stopped him, and told Zoya to change in her dress, but Zoya was
in no mood to go, she hugged Ayan deliberately...
Asad
told Ayan and Zoya to go downstairs normally, he told them he will come at
their place and will see the matter, Ayan and Zoya tried to ask about his plan
but he didn't reveal his plan... Zoya changed in her dress and left with Ayan,
she was at the door when she remembered something and turned but stopped in
tracks... Asad was picking up that bridal dress from the stand...
Zoya:
Mr. Khan... what are you doing???
Asad:
umm nothing, you guys go... I'll come later or else Razia Bi ko doubt hoga...
Zoya:
haan par wo dress...
Asad:
you will come to know Miss. Farooqui...
Zoya:
whatever...
that bridal dress...
Ayan
and Zoya joined their family, Najma and others were surprised to see Zoya back,
but Ayan blinked his eyes and assured them there is nothing to worry about...
Asad too joined Najma, he told her to select some dresses for her and Ammi...
Najma:
bhaijan... hum yaha shopping ke liye nahi aaye... plan ka kya kiya... or Zoya yahan
kya kar rahi hai... apko unhy...
Asad:
tamater I don't think you will like the idea of helping Zoya in running away
with her own fianc...
Najma:
fianc??? Where did that come from??? Apko Zoya ki help ke liye bulaya hai
bhaijan, that guy is not here bhaijan...
Asad:
ahhh... you can't do this to me tamater... how can you forget???
Najma:
what??? She asked confusingly...
Asad:
yehi ke Zoya is my fianc... he stated simply...
Najma:
haan to... she replied casually...
Najma
realized his words and looked at his bhaijan with beaming eyes, Asad nodded his
head in YES, Najma huuged her bhaijan immediately...
Najma:
that's awesome bhaijan... I love you... you are the best bhaijan...
Najma
almost shouted, people of SM looked at her with confusion, while Ayan and Zoya
knew the reason behind her reaction... Asad and Najma bought some dresses, when
Zoya left with her family, Asad bought that bridal dress too...
Note: it
was an OS, but I divided into 2 parts just bcox of Annie... Tehs Aapi yeh hai
mera badla... lol... abhi part 2 chahiye to I want amazing replies...
Sooo that's it
Hit like and ignore my mistakes
lots of love
Ashii...
Edited by ashiii333 - 8 years ago
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