CHAPTER 8

                                    

                                          
There are some moments in our life that makes us shock makes us doubt at every single thing, and my life was full of it, 
                          
It was not enough that I got kidnapped by some mysterious people and now here I got a job in such an unexpected way, well someone said that right, this world is unpredictable!
                          
" So, Gashiya Zulfikar did you liked your work here ? ", asked the same heavy voice ,
                          
" yeah it's good ", I stated trying to sound normal,
                          
He nods and lean against his chair, looking at me like scanning my mind, I felt uncomfortable under his gaze and cleared my throat,
                          
" what did you mean by that ", I asked slightly bending,
                          
" by what exactly ? ", he asked with a smirk,
                          
" by that beauty...talent something like that", I told him,
                          
" ah! That! You know why you are here ? ", I shook my head
                          
" because I want you to be here, I acknowledge your talent  ", he stated casually
                          
" that means you were keeping an eye on me and that's why you gave me my bracelet back so that I can notice you ", I said sternly, I know after that I am gonna lose my job but I don't care , 
                          
But to my surprise he just grinned as he knew that was coming,
                          
" I have a lot of work to do rather than stalking you and that bracelet thing that was just a coincidence okay ", he tried to convince me,
                          
" okay fine I believe you, with that but tell me one thing tha...",
                          
" I saw you in PSO (Pakistan State Oil )”, he cuts me off,
                          
“ You were there to give an interview and unfortunately you didn't get selected but you were not sad you didn't lose your hope, you were so passionate, and that thing made me impressed, I wanted that passion for my assistant manager so, I asked my secretary to contact you that's all nothing else ”, he explained, as I was keep looking at him he started again,
                          
“If you are confused that how I got your number, so let me tell you I am Arsalan Ahmad and to find someone out is not a big deal for me get it !", he stated proudly, 
                          
" get it ", I nodded,
                          
" that's all then, you may leave now ", he said casually,
                          
" okay then ", I nodded and stood up from my place,I was about to walk out when he stopped me on mid of my tracks , I turned around and looked at him questionably,
                          
" Make your self comfortable here and if you need anything please let me know ", he spoke, all I saw was concern in his eyes, I hummed at him giving him a small smile,
                          
With that I walked out of the cabin,
                          
many people suspect that Arsalan Ahmad, his son killed him,
                          
you know I really hate him, he's so grumpy, arrogant and rude,
                          
Many voices echoes in my mind, but what I concluded about Arsalan Ahmad that he was a nice person and I liked him,
                          
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After tiring work of six hours I finally managed to reached my house at five, 
                          
" Asalam o Alikum ", I said to Dado entering her room, 
                          
" Walekum Aslam child, how was your day ?", Dado asked embracing me,
                          
" It was tiring ", I sighed,
                          
" Wow! Looks like someone has dug the whole mountain ", Dado said sarcastically,
                          
" Dado please, I am serious there was a lot of work ", I pouted,