Try atleast to be a pencil and write someone's happiness and eraser to erase sadness.
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Sabiha
He was pushing me away and closing off again, and it hurt a lot to know that he was concealing something.

Was I selfish, as he said? While he knew how I was.

He gave me a week, but I only knew what I needed to do and decide that day.

What was going through his mind?

We were already engaged, so it was my responsibility to support him through both happy and sad times. I will soon be his wife.

That thought only made me smile because I adore him so much. Thank you, Allah, for bringing him into my life.

Seven days have passed since our last meeting, and after much consideration, I have made the decision to go to his office and inform him of my choice, whether or not he agrees.

Yes! Can't wait to see his reaction.

I woke up early today, thank God, for tahajud and fajr prayer, and when I looked at my wristwatch, it was only 6am.

I sprinted to my closet because picking out a new outfit every day is the hardest part.

Blue is his favorite color.

Here we go, Blue.

I looked in the mirror and, thank God, I was better than perfect.

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Although I was thrilled to see him, I told my parents everything because of what had transpired in my previous romantic life. I decided that they would be informed of everything regardless of the outcome, and they were pleased with my choice.

I used to walk into his enormous office without asking, and now I am outside of it. I wish I could go back in time.

"Two times I knocked... "Where was this man?" "No response." I questioned myself.

I loved hearing that deep, familiar voice say, "If you turn, you will only know whose behind you, but as usual you only think of yourself."

I did not turn, and he continued talking.

"So, why have you come here? He said in a chilly tone, but it sounded great, "Oh, you have finally made up your mind. Just decide and go, because I have a lot of meetings to handle instead of wasting time with girls like you."

I turned to him and grinned.

I simply grinned at him while he glared at me like I was a thief.

"What is so funny?"He avoided me by asking while typing on his cell.

"Have you looked? "You still remember that I love it when we wear matching?" I pointed to both of our outfits and said, "We are wearing matching colors."

"You only considered this after I have been talking for so long?"What is the matter?" He moved closer while keeping his phone in his pocket, but I took two steps back.

"Now, tell me what you decided."Approaching, he murmured.

"I have decided to...

Yeah I am listening.

In an attempt to hide it from him, I said, "I am ready to marry you," but wow, was I mistaken.

"What did you just say?"The first time, he asked as though he had not heard.

Idiot

As I waited, I noticed that he was grinning, but as soon as I looked at him, his face went blank.

I told him to see how he would respond, but he simply shrugged his shoulders. "I said you were smiling."

"Repeat what you said," he practically yelled, causing me to leap from my spot.

"Mr. Ayushmaan, I am prepared to wed you, and you will soon be mine since no one can separate us. I hope to see you soon, my future husband, insha'Allah." Without turning around or waiting for his reaction, I fled, but not before grinning at him and hearing him say, "Welcome to hell, my soon-to-be wife."

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