Yakeen Ka Safar Fan Fiction

Chapter 12

In Karachi,

Zubia reached her home along with her brother and khala. All she felt was that she was entering hostile territory. All her haunter memories came back to her. All the emotions that she had suppressed have come back to her. She was met with her Bhabhi's unwelcoming attitude. If it wasn't for her khala, she would have had a nervous breakdown. It was her brother who tried to control his wife the most. Just a look from him was enough for her to shut up. She went to her room only to realize that it wasn't like how she left it. None of her things were there. It was converted into a guest bedroom. She was hit with the harsh reality that her house didn't have any place left for her anymore. But she chose not to complain. She was about to start a good chapter of her life and she chose not to dwell in the past. She was going to marry the man of her dreams and she didn't want any negativity affecting her mood. She relaxed a little with her khala. After sometime, she went on to check on his nephew and he came hugging towards her, telling her that he missed her and that managed to put a smile on her face. She was however not comfortable. She didn't feel home and she was missing Asfand very much. She had just wished he was there with her at that moment. That's when someone rang the door bell. Before she could reach and open, she already saw Sheema at the door. There was a delivery boy standing there with a big bouquet of pink roses.

"Kis keliye hai ye ?" Sheema asks the delivery boy.

"Zubia Khalil" the boy replies.

"Kisne beja hai?" she asks ignorantly.

"Asfandyar Khan" the boy replies after looking at his memo.

Just then her khala also comes there, she hears the conversation.

She smiles and calls Zubia.

"Ji khala" she comes.

"Beta yelo tumhare liye" she takes the flowers and hands them over to Zubia "Asfand ne beja hai".

Zubia takes the flowers while her lips are curved into a huge smile. She takes the flowers from there and quickly leaves.

Sheema on the other hand is boiling with anger and jealousy. She cannot stand the fact that Zubia is getting so much attention.

"Meri beti ki kismat bohot acchi hai, jo usko Asfand jaisa saathi mila" her Khala says to Sheema. 

She nods unwillingly and leaves from there. 

Zubia goes to her room, and starts feeling those flowers thinking about Asfand. Their first meeting, his scolding, his awkwardness around her when he first started liking her. There is a smile plastered on her face thinking about him. Just then her phone rings, 

"Hello" she answers the phone very excitedly.

"Wah, bohot kush lagrahi ho, flowers acche lage?"

"Haan... bohot zyada" she answers caressing the flowers.

"Kya kar rahi thi?"

"Kuch bhi nahi, aap kya kar rahe hai?"

"Mai hospital mai busy hu, bohot kaam hai jo wrap up karna hai shaadi se pehle"

She smiles when he mentions about the wedding. 

"Zubia.... tum kush toh ho na?" he asks her.

"Aap aisa kyu puch rahe hai?"

"Aise hi" he says casually. 

"Mai bohot kush hu, infact itna kush ai pehle kabhi nahi thi"

Asfand smiles at her words. They spend some more time talking to each other before getting back to work.