The unique proposal.
The dining table was today unusually quiet. no shayaris, no chuckles, no eye rolling, nothing. the usual chatterbox Miss Farooqui aka musibat magnet is also here, but she is also quiet, her gaze shifting occasionally from her aapi, to her own food, to Mr Khan.
yes, the reason of this sannata was her Aapi, Zeenat. out of nowhere she had entered Khan mansion today some hours before. she was initially happy that she has arrived, but was sad the next moment.
"tum humare saath wapas ja rahi ho Zoya."
her aapis words shattered her. not only because her purpose to come to India, to find her Abbu was still incomplete, also because she was not ready to leave her jahapanah six packs.
things had changed drastically between them. they had not confessed yet, but still they know what they feel for each other, it was pure love and admiration. now leaving him was not easy.
Zoya didnt even get a chance to tell aapi about this since she had absolutely refused to listen to any excuses of her. she was determined to get her back to NY.
"Baji," Zeenat looked at Dilshad, while Zoya froze in her seat and Asad looked at his food with extra attention.
"Main Zoya ko NY le kar jaa rahi hoon."
the next thing that was audible- the spoon which Zoya was holding fall on her plate with loud sound, Najma's gasps and almost ready to bring tsunami through eyes, and Dilshad's reasonings not to let her go. zeenat and Dilshad was talking, Najma was holding Zoya's wrist so tightly like Zeenat will drag her right now. amidst all this chaos...
"Zoya kahin nahi jayegi."
all stopped talking at once and again pin drop silence consumed the room, as the Lion Ahmed Khan opened his mouth for the first time this afternoon. all stared at him, Najma hopefull, Zoya tensed, Dilshad quizzically and Zeenat little shocked, since she thought Asad absolutely hated Zoya so he should be happy that she is going.
"aur aisa kyu Asad?" asked Dilshad softly.
"kyuki main aur woh nikah karne wale hain."
all 4 jaws touched the table, and the criminal, Asad Ahmed Khan, got up from his seat gracefully and walked toward his room, dropping the bomb behind him.
later in the night, @ 11.45 PM.
Zoya tip toed in the kitchen to fetch water, careful not making any sound. she could not sleep, the culprit was Jahapanah 6 packs who had left the house after dropping the bomb and left her all alone to deal with other 3 women. Dilshad was happy, ecstatic with joy, she didnt care how her "ishq se haseen humari duniya hain" wala son fall in love with a girl, who according to him was childish, irritating and bina tehzeeb aur tamiz wali. she was happy that her son finally agreed to marry, with the girl she liked most.
on the other hand Najma and Zeenat were too curious. Najma wanted every detail of how they progressed in their relation and fall in love, while Zeenat was little hurt that Zoya didnt tell her about such a big thing. only Zoya know how she managed these 3, she all but cursed Asad for this weird situation.
"Ya Allah !!" she nearly got a heart attack when she saw someone in darkness sitting on the floor, leaning on wall. the figure was startled, and in darkness she make out its Asad. he nodded at her, as she clutched heart to control her irregular heart beats.
"Mr Khan, aise koi darata hain kya? what are you doing here this late?"
he didnt give any answer, which was really unusual. she kept the water glass on dining table and went to him, sitting beside him on floor.
"kya hua Mr Khan? all ok?" she asked again. he sighed.
"i think i messed up." he answered in grave tone and her heart stopped for a moment. is he regretting about that declaration of Nikah?
"mujhe aap ke aapi se baat karni chahiye thi, aise sabke samne..." he said more and she sighed in relief, a small blush on her cheeks now. but being the girl she was, she decided to tease him little.
"waise mr Khan, mujhe nahi pata tha aap itneee daring hain," her voice was oh so mischievous that even Asad smirked, "sabke samne aise keh diya? wah wah Zoya Farooqui is impressed."
"humein khushi hain ke aap impressed huye, Zoya." he said softly, not breaking eye contact. she froze hearing her name, her first name from his lips. it felt too special, and those eyes held her captive. time and surroundings blurred for her for some moments, and she looked back to those eyes with deep love and admiration.
she snapped out of it, smiling like a fool, "par aise nahi chalega, aap ko mujhe ache se propose karna padega Mr Khan."
"pehle aap ke aapi se apka haath mang loo." he answered. she rolled her eyes.
"oh ho Mr Khan, aap bekar mein tension le rahe hain. Aapi apko accept kar lenge, akhir meri choice hain hi best." she straighten the imaginery collar near her neck and Asad narrowed his eyes in oh- really way.
"par Miss Farooqui, agar apki Aapi maan bhi gayi, fir bhi ek problem hain."
"kya?"
"mujhe propose karna nahi ata."
"KYA????? !!!!!" zoya at once stood up on her feet and kept her hand on mouth, totally shocked.
"Allah Miyan, whats wrong with you Mr Khan? aapko propose karna nahi ata? kabhi sikha nahi kya?" she nearly yelled.
"kiss school mein propose karna sikhate hain Miss Farooqui bataiyye zara." he answered sarcastic. she glared in response, but next second grinned.
"aapko sab kuch sikhana padega...chalo isse hi suru karte hain." she told to herself and grinned, while he narrowed his eyes. whats this girl upto?
"ab dhyaan se suniye aur dekhiye mujhe. aise karte hain propose." she said and bend on knees, while he looked at her actions amused, crossing his arms over chest.
"first rule, bend on your knees...with a smile. Smile, Mr Khan!" she said in hitlerish tone that made the latter chuckle.
"second rule, look into your partner's eyes." she looked in his eyes and all humour vanished from his face. he was again drowning in those eyes, like always.
"third rule...oops, usse pehle, Mr Khan, give me your ring." she raised her hand.
"ye bhi rule hain kya?" he asked amused while removing a special ring. she took it ignoring his words.
"ok, third rule, with a smile and looking straight into your partners eyes, tell what you feel about her. tell what you like about her, that you want to spend your life with her."
"aur woh kaise?" he asked in his husky tone. all playfullness vanished from his mind.
"watch me now." she answered while holding the ring on her fingers and offering it to him. taking a deep breath, she started speaking.
"Hi Mr Khan, mujhe to aap pehchante hi honge, aapki museebat magnet, Miss Farooqui," Asad chuckled at her proposal, "you know what, pehle main apko bilkool pasand nahi karti thi, your OCD behaviors, and those comments about my dressing, i absolutely hated you. the only thing good about you were your six packs." she said shamelessly while Asad's eyes widen.
"par pata nahi kaise, i fell in love with you. and oddly enough, you also retun the same feelings for me." she continued, her voice is a mixture of admiration and love, "to sidha sa logic hain, jab do insaan ek dusre se mohabbat karte ho, unhe saath rehna chahiye. to humeein bhi saath rehna chahiye, nahi?"
"aur mujhe pata hain apse kuch hone nahi wala..." she added teasingly while Asad narrowed his eyes, "aapse proposal ki ummed to dur ki baat hain, so i am proposing. to kahiye Mr Khan, karenge mujhse Nikaah? sambhal payenge apni museebat magnet ko?"
Asad was totally stunned. it was the first time she had said she loved him, of course though it was a fake proposal she had to say these all to add the feelings but the words were true. he could not answer her, just stared at her with awe and admiration.
"Mr Khan? jawaab dijiye. my knees are hurting." she complained, "aapko mera proposal qubool hain?"
"Qubool hain." he answered and she grinned, like she has conquered the world or something. she slipped the ring on his ring finger. he hold her arms and made her stand on her feet again.
"dekha? aise karte hain propose. kuch sikhiye mujhse..." Zoya was busy to show off while Asad was constantly staring on her face. without any warning, he slammed his lips on hers and started to kiss her passionately.
they broke apart after sometime when they felt the need of air. he pecked her lips once again and grinned while she blushed deeply. their first kiss was as magical and perfect as it can be.
"Happy Valentines day." he whispered to her hear and her eyes widen. the next thing was...
"ALLAH MIYAN !!!!" she nearly yelled while Asad tried to stop her, "shhh."
"maine valentines day miss kar di? ya allah...kitne plans banaye the maine..." she pouted while he chuckled, "koi baat nahi, nikah ke baat hum ache se celebrate karenge agle saal, hain na Mr Khan?"
"waise main duniya ka shayad bohot rare insaan hoon, jiski hone wali biwi ne usse nikah ke liye aise propose kiya hain."
"for your kind information Mr Khan, that was to teach you. i am still expecting a proposal.''
"ab kaisa proposal? apne mujhse pucha aur maine haan kar diya." he freed her and started to walk toward his room, while she opened her mouth in shock.
"ALLAH MIYAN!!! that was just a mock proposal Mr Khan !! thats cheating." she stomped her foot and walked behind him, while he grinned to himself.
now everyday will be beautiful.
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