AdiYa FF : The Beating Hearts♥️ | Bepannah || Bepannaah | Aditya || Zoya

Episode 1

While the song "abhi nah jaayo chodkar" played in the background, Zoya ran all excitedly, juggled through the streets of Mussoorie, with a wide smile on her face. She held two letters in her hand while the sun completed his duty to shine brightly over the humongous valleys of the beautiful town.

"Zoya beta aap subah subah kahan jaa rhi hai itni jaldi mein" asked a lady who was watering her plants in her flower shop.

"Yash se milne, Mrs. Augustus" Zoya said pausing for a moment, getting her breath back. "Hum aapko baad mein batate hai. Abhi humein jaldi hai". She sprinted in a second without letting the lady complete her  line. She barged inside a a house and entered a room full of books. She jumped on the person sleeping on the bed.

"AAAHHH ZOYA!"irritated Yash shouted at her while removing the blanket from his face. "At least tell me before jumping on me suddenly" he complained.

"Oh stop your drama. Dekho mere paas kya hai" she pointed towards the letters.

Yash grabbed his spectacles while getting up rubbing his eyes, which were kept on the side table and held the letters reading the name of the sender.

''Kya yeh woh hai jo main soch raha hoon?'' Yash asked with a smile on his face and his eyes beaming in excitement.

''Ji, hum Mumbai jaa rhe hai!''

Yash and Zoya were childhood friends who grew up in an orphanage in Mussoorie after their parents died in a car crash. Zoya had completed her MBA while Yash had cleared the IPS exam. Zoya had applied for the job in a multinational company HH Industries and Yash had applied for his placement in Mumbai as he wanted to be with Zoya. Their wishes were fulfilled as they both received the confirmation letters for the jobs. Zoya was on cloud nine. She had always dreamt of joining a large company where she could meet new people and earn a lot. Yash and Zoya had suffered a lot during their childhood due to poverty and the harsh behaviour of their caretaker. But finally the day came when Zoya could reach her ambitions. She smiled widely with her eyes filled with hope. Yash had always wished for her happiness more than anything. He prepared for his exams in the hope that if he got top scores, he will  be given the right to decide where to go. And he chose the place Zoya always wanted to go so that he could go with her. Yash watched Zoya's joy and excitement and couldn't resist hugging her.

''Congratulations Zoya'' he wished keeping his head on her shoulder.

''Congratulation to you too Yash'', she smiled.

Zoya had considered Yash her best friend and her support. But she never thought of him more than a good friend. That was not the case for Yash. He had loved her immensely from the day Zoya first kissed him on the cheek when Yash had saved her from a street dog. Since the day they were seven, he never thought of anyone except Zoya. He had sacrificed his everything to make her the happiest. All he cared for was her. He wanted to confess her when they reach Mumbai. He was waiting for the right moment. He wanted Zoya and him to settle in their jobs before bringing up the topic of marriage because he knew what was more important for his love.

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"Zoya tum taiyyaar ho?" Yash asked while grabbing his car keys from the drawer. It was their first day at the jobs. Yash had prepared Zoya's breakfast and lunch while she was getting ready. He had packed it in the lunch bags as he knew Zoya would eat her breakfast in the car.

"I am here. Lets go." Zoya said while coming out of her room wearing a peach embroidered kurti and a pair of jeans with nude stilletoes. She had her long black her curled and applied very light makeup to go with her dress. Yash was awestruck at the sight of how beautiful she looked.

"Yash! Lets go"

Yash got back to this senses and they both left their apartment to go to the Zoya's office.

Its been a week since Yash and Zoya shifted to Mumbai. They had rented   two BHK apartment in Bandra because it was close to Zoya's office. Yash had been given a car for his duty by the government. They had settled in the new city well.

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"Excuse me. I am Zoya from Mussoorie. Its my first day of work. Can you tell me where I should go", Zoya asked the lady at the reception desk of HH Indutries.

Zoya was instructed to go on the top floor of the building to meet her new boss Harshvardhan Hooda. She had only seen him in the newpapers or on TV. He was her idol. She had wished to meet him always and now she was outside his cabin, her palms all sweaty but her eyes filled with confidence.

She knocked the door and as she went into the cabin, she saw a the head chair turned opposite her with a man sitting on that with his legs crossed and a file in his hand.

"Good Morning sir. I am Zoya. Your new secretary starting today. Nice to meet you", she greeted with full enthusiasm.

"Hmm" a short yet cold reply made her way.

"What! Sirf hmm. Yeh kya hota hai. Humne itne pyaar se bulaaya aur yeh hai ki. Khair Zoya aaj aapka pehla din hai koi gadbad matt kijiyega." Her old habit of talking to herself in the lowest tone never left her side. She could do this at any time and at any place, no matter what.

"Did you say something" asked her boss still not turning towards her.

"No sir. I didn't say anything. Umm sir what should I do first?" Zoya asked to cover her foolishness.

"Clean my desk. Sort out all the files but don't throw anything. Make sure you don't make sound because I hate being disturbed", and he again diverted his focus on his file after that cold lines.

Zoya did as she was told. She cleared up the mess that was created on his desk. "Done sir", she said after finishing her work.

He finally closed his file and turned around. Zoya looked at him shocked and surprised.+

"Aap"

"What? Do I look funny to you?"

"Who are you?"

"Me? Your boss. President of HH Industries, Aditya Hooda.

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Episode 2

Aditya Hooda was at one of the top positions of HH Industries, not just because his father was the chairman of the company, but he was more than capable for this role. He had spent almost his entire life in London studying, from elementary school to Oxford University, away from his family. A year ago, he returned back to Mumbai to take over the role as the President. He was an exquisitely handsome young man of thirty with a muscular build and well toned body. Aditya's fashion style was cherry on the cake. Always dressed formally in perfect fit suits and his Armani watch which he loved the most. He would have been perfect in all ways if his arrogance and harshness didn't poured out from his attitude and aura.+

On the other side, Zoya was breath-takingly beautiful. She was fun loving and a little quirky, as Yash would describe her. Zoya had a heart of gold, loved by everyone around her. Though she was talkative, and by that means, a lot. She had an unusual way to live her life, laughing at the most inappropriate places, crying out all of a sudden, doing things which sometimes shocked her best friend, even if he knew her the best. All that aside, she was extremely honest about what she felt. Zoya was straightforward, facing the world head on, which was the trait that Yash loved the most.

Zoya's hopes of meeting her inspiration crashed to pieces when she saw an unfamiliar man as her boss.

"But I was told I will be secretary to Mr. Harshvardhan Hooda.", she complained as this was not what she expected.

He looked at her in the most digusted way after hearing her complain.

"Look I don't have enough free time to give you any explanations regarding your stupidity or your immature work behaviour. One word more and you will be thrown out of this office. And I will make sure you never get a job elsewhere.", Aditya said in the harshest way possible. "Now go make me a cup of coffee. Hurry"

As Zoya was making the coffee in the cafetaria, all she could do was talk to herself "Kya samajhte hai khudko. Matlab koi Aise baat karta hai employees se. Kitna achcha hota naa agar HH sir ke saath kaam karte. Kahan yeh Aditya ke chakkar mein fasa diya aapne Allah", she poured the coffee in the cup to take it to her boss.

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"Tum ro kyu rahi ho Zoya?" Yash enquired seeing Zoya in her room, continuously sobbing.

"Humne Kya socha tha aur kya ho gya. Hum nhi jaa rhe kal se kaam par", Zoya said while sneezing her nose in the tissue which Yash handed over to her.

"Arey baba kuch batayogi bhi yaa yoohi bachon ki tarah yahan baith kar royi jaayogi?", Yash said holding her hand.

"Hum naa uss adhiyal..I mean uss Aditya Hooda ko bade pyaar se coffee lakar di aur....."

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Flashback:

"Sir your black coffee", Zoya kept the coffee cup on his table.

While looking at his files, he took the cup in his hand and the moment he sipped the coffee, his eyes became red with anger. He, with a great force, smashed the cup on the floor near Zoya, missing her by a centimeter.

"Maine tumse ek chota sa kaam diya aur tumse woh bhi naa huya. Itni bakwaas coffee maine aaj tak nhi pee" He shouted while getting up.

"Sorr..rry sir. I didn't know aapko coffee kaisi achchi lagti hai...", a tear escaped Zoya's eye when she apologised.

"Shut up! I don't need excuses. This is the last time I am telling you how I like my coffee. If this repeats next time, you will be fired"

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"Humne aaj tak aisa sadu aur ghatiya aadmi nhi dekha. Isske baad saara din humse mazdooron jaise kaam karaya. Kam se kam hazaar baar daata hoga humein. Aur taane toh mahashaye ke kabhi band hi nhi hote.....", she kept on complaining about her boss while Yash carefully registered her every word in his mind. But all he could focus was her cute angry face and her hand movements being totally mersmerised.

"Yash! Yash!", Zoya said waving her hand to alert Yash who was deeply concentrating on her beauty.

"Huh? Haa? Kya keh rhi thi tum?", Yash asked getting back to his senses.

"Kya hai Yash. Yahan hum apni life ki itni dukhbari dastan suna rhe hai aur aap hai ki apne khyalon mein khoye hai. Bataiye na hum kya karein?" Zoya was irritated with her new boss and his rude behaviour.

"Zoya yaar tumhe kaun force kar raha hai uss company mein kaam karne ke liye. Tumhe isse better position mil sakti hai kisi aur badi company mein and you know that.", Yash said comforting her.

"Yash hamara bachpan ka sapna hai Harshvardhan sir yaani ke hamare idol ki company mein kaam karne ka. Agar humein wahan kisi sweeper ki bhi job mil jaati toh hum kar lete. Aap yeh achche se jaante hai.", dissapointed Zoya said.

"Jaanta hoon Zoya lekin aisa kya hai uss aadmi mein joh tum usko itna like karti ho." Yash enquired.

"Harshvardhan sir hamare liye inspiration hai. Kaise unhone Itna bada empire akele ek choti si basti se shuru karke, poori duniya se ladhkar banaya hai. Aur woh gareebon ki kitni madad karte hai. Employees ko kitna pyaar dete hai. He is the best." Zoya's eyes glittered as she told Yash about her idol.

"Zoya joh jaisa dikhta hai zaroori nhi ki woh waisa hi ho" Yash said in a very low tone thinking deeply looking at the floor.

"Kya?"

"Nothing. Chalo dinner is ready. I have prepared your favorite Rajma chawal. Lets dig in", Yash said cheering Zoya up.

"Wow Rajma Chawal. Give me two minutes to freshen up." Zoya excitedly said going into the washroom.

Yash stood up looking at the window thinking critically about something before going out to set the table.