---Hussain's POV ---

----Several months later ---

No matter how many times I tried to contact her it just wasn't working.

Months had gone by since I last spoke to her.

I met up with Chandani one time because she was out and about and so was I and the first thing I asked was about Aayushi.

I needed to know that she was okay and the second thing was if she'd gotten married or something.

Thankfully she was still single.

I turned on the tv and the news was on. I normally wouldn't care for the news but today the topic got my interest.

The company that Aayushi worked for went bankrupt, which means she's probably unemployed right now.

I have to go to her house.

I turned off the tv and left.

I got to her house and rang the doorbell and her mom opened the door.

I quickly remembered everything about Aayushi's past and her getting in trouble.

"Hello. How may I help you?" She asked.

"Woah aunty we were all playing cricket and our ball into your guy's backyard. I was wondering if you could get it," I said.

"Absolutely. Ek second. Aayushi! Zara neecha ana!" She said.

A few seconds later she came.

"Can you get the ball from the yard? I'm need to finish dinner," she said and left.

Aayushi opened the door and walked out.

"We both know you used an excuse. Why are you here?" She asked.

"I was watching the news and..." I was saying but she interuppted me.

"The company," she said and I nodded.

"I don't work for them anymore," she said.

"Oh," I said.

A fancy BMW pulled up and she quickly fixed herself.

"Larkha wala. Hussain, challo yaha sah tum," she said.

"Larka wala?" I asked.

"Hussain, get lost," she said.

"Fine," I said.

As they got closer to her I kissed her cheeck.

They were all looking in shock and she slapped me.

"Cheap kahi kha," she said and went inside.

How is she moving on already?

Let's just see if I let you get married to anyone that's not me.