Morning came faster than expected. Amir pace around the room continuously waiting for his father to come down as they're leaving together. He's eager to get it done and be free from the nervousness that was killing him. He remembered his mother's words about believing in himself that he'll do well, and it kind of gave him strength.

'Okay, let's do this" he muttered breathing in and out. Just then, his father's footsteps transpire from the stairs.

'Shall we son?" he said. Amir took in a sharp breathe once again before answering.

'Yes, Dad. Mom wish me well" he said to the woman who ambled behind her husband. She places a small kiss to his forehead while saying a prayer to him for Allah's protection.

'May Allah protect you and brings success to you" Amir felt relieved for his Mother's prayers. A sense of braveness shot through him. As long as Allah's protection is with him, he'll be af

"Amir? what are you doing here, I thought you left for work" she didn't expect to see him here, as she received a message from him not less than one hour ago. He walked majestically through the place with hands stuffed in the pocket. "You know I'm the boss now, I can leave whenever I want to. Aren't you happy to see me" Zara stared at him mouth agape as he scanned the whole place with a sense of someone who's in charge.

"Of course, I'm happy because you'll be my waiter for the day"

"What?" he turned around wide-eyed "Can't you see I'm a busy man" he let out, adjusting his tie.

"Oh is that so?" an amused smile dangled at the corner of her lips as she folded her hands across the chest.

"I think I'll get going, my Secretary will call me anytime now" she watched as he sauntered to the door. She has to stop him, he's the only one that can help her now before she gets new employees. An ide

He pushed the door opened, revealing his parents on the dinning eating. Making his way towards them, he greeted them with a salam.

"Brother Amir welcome back," his brother Siddiq said pulling the chair for him. Amir sat down while his Mom thrust the food in front of him.

"Eat up," the woman said with a smile. Total silence was maintained as they eat their food only the sound of plate chattering could be heard. When they're done eating, he helps their Mom with washing the plates, he loves helping his mom. When he was a child, he used to wash plates and help his mom with the cooking. Yasmin stared at her son while he works in the kitchen. Her troublemaker son.

Siddiq came behind her. "Brother is doing the dishes again?" he asked Yasmin turned to her other son.

"Yes, why don't you go and help him" she ushered. All the while Amir didn't notice them standing behind him until he felt a pre

Morning came faster than expected. Amir pace around the room continuously waiting for his father to come down as they're leaving together. He's eager to get it done and be free from the nervousness that was killing him. He remembered his mother's words about believing in himself that he'll do well, and it kind of gave him strength.

'Okay, let's do this" he muttered breathing in and out. Just then, his father's footsteps transpire from the stairs.

'Shall we son?" he said. Amir took in a sharp breathe once again before answering.

'Yes, Dad. Mom wish me well" he said to the woman who ambled behind her husband. She places a small kiss to his forehead while saying a prayer to him for Allah's protection.

'May Allah protect you and brings success to you" Amir felt relieved for his Mother's prayers. A sense of braveness shot through him. As long as Allah's protection is with him, he'll be afraid of nothing. They left the house, Amir being the person driving while his father sat at the pass

Chapter Seven