"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

Everyone's face turned to the source of the voice and it was none other than Amir's father.

"Since they both have a thing for making trouble. Getting them married will be easier and they know each other so well" Zara felt her heart beat inside hearing the word marriage. it's not that she doesn't want to get married but not so early when she just started her career. And that to Amir? she glanced at him through her side-eye. She never once thought of getting married to Amir, I mean they're childhood best friend but it just doesn't fit in.

"That's a good idea Marwan, I'll take that into consideration," Jawad said. Zara's mouth opened to say something but closed it again, it feels like her mouth had been tied down.

"I'll be happy to get a troublemaker daughter in law like my son" Yasmin beckoned.

As the conversation was going on, meanwhile three hearts were in thinking each with their ow

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 idea suddenly popped up

"Okay, I'll give you free food for the whole week" Seriously Zara, she mentall

Chapter Eight