Forgiveness does not change the past but It does enlarge the future.

Ayushman's pov:
I was ecstatic, and the guys promised to help me and let the other girls know.

How fortunate I am to have such wonderful people in my life, and I will be even more fortunate when I get to meet her soon, insha'Allah.

As you probably already know, Sabiha's father agreed that I should make amends with her, but I was even more thrilled when I learned from Ayaan that Sabiha still likes me and that he discovered this by listening in. Curiosity killed the cat, but it benefited me.

Ayaan: Whoa, someone is beaming right now.

Zaid:Yeah and blushing.

Faizan(ex of Sabiha):Don't even think of hurting her but blush looks good on you.

I am not blushing and guys don't blush ahhh these people!!

I even asked who Faizan was because I was so intrigued, and after learning the whole story, I realized that Sabiha was the strongest of them all.
One moment these guys are making jokes, and the next they are threatening me.
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She has not even realized I am here, or else she would have freaked out, so I decided to calm down, watch her, and then interrupt. I wanted to see what book she was reading, and I imagine she was on the romance section. After prayers, I was watching her read a book on Wattpad. I swear, does not she get tired of Wattpad? As I looked around her room, I noticed her favorite books, which I assume she buys from Wattpad?

Don't worry I came with permission of the people outside and guys made plan so that I could ask forgiveness.

When she finally saw me, her reaction was the best, and I took a picture of her. She asked me countless questions, but I chose to ignore them.

I put my leg between her and the door just as she was about to shut it in my face.

Conversations:
Sabiha:Why have you come here without anyone's consent?

I came to see you.

Sabiha:Yeah so now leave.

"Why so much anger?" I appreciate the party, and please listen to me once.

Sabiha:You are welcome, and I owed it to my boss-in fact, I would have done the same if any boss had been present.

I had to calm down and get to work, even though I knew she was teasing me or maybe trying to see how angry I was getting.

"Oh really?" I winked as I asked her.

Sabiha:Yeah and who allowed you in my room?

I have asked the people downstairs for permission, so please pay attention. We have to return to work tomorrow.

Sabiha:Well as usual work and work that's all matters to you.

If you are envious of my work, I will cut back or we will collaborate after you accept me.

Sabiha:Ahhh youuuuu....why did they even allow you?

So will you forgive me?

Sabiha:No and forgiveness for what?for abandoning me after six months, causing me pain, or fleeing for five years? Did you even realize how long you went when I told you how I felt?

I knew that this was the last time she would cry when she turned her back on me.

Five years is a long journey, I know. I know you care about me, so please forgive me from the bottom of your heart and check to see if I have changed.

Sabiha:Apology not accepted.

Let us see who prevails; if you are stubborn, I am more so.

Yeah, the great businessman, I got down on my knees. I knew she could not stand me kneeling or bowing to someone, so Ayushmaan knelt down to win his first step towards her heart.

I reasoned, "So I will not stand up till you forgive me,"

Sabiha:What you just din't....

Yeah I did now still you?finally she turned.

Sabiha:Please stand up it doesn't look good on people like you kneeling down.

Whatever I don't care.

"So am I forgiven?"

Sabiha:I had forgiven you long time back.

What?then why all this?I was still kneeling down and she took a picture of mine.

Sabiha:Payback and you are forgiven.

She was looking down, a shy Sabiha?Even though it is not often seen, I still need to clear up some confusion.

I was aware that there was a person behind I could tell by the expression on her face, and then I realized that everyone was there-not just guys.

Ayaan:Sorry brother we are on both sides.

After they all gave me hugs, I noticed that Sabiha was blushing, which is why she had left the door open-she knew they would invade our privacy.

Even though she has forgiven me, that is still her nature. I want more; I may be selfish, but I want her to trust me again and work for me as an assistant. Please, Allah, help me.

"I want to show my feelings most of the time, but how?"