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Behind You

Behind You

Author: Zaynab
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Chapter 1 1

Word Count: 1311    |    Released on: 23/06/2022

g something out of character. Such thing leads us into shutting out the people dear to us, Chasing away the people that are good to us. One thing to keep in mind is that no matter

y, my phone was in silent mode” fishing out my phone from the bag, I changed it back to ring mode. “Go meet him, before he throws a tantrum,” she said moving back to her seat. I know he will my knuckled folded in a light fist, I knocked on his office door with some files on my other hands, “Come in” he deep voice reverberates through the hard wooden door. As usual, his face was croaked in a frown. “Good morning sir” I greeted putting on a fake smile and placing the files besides the pile documents in front of him. “What's good about the morning” he ushered back his attention still on whatever he's working on. He said nothing for like five minutes completely ignoring me. I almost thought he forgot that I was still standing there, and my legs are killing me already. “Call this number and schedule a meeting with him,” he said finally looking up. I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes. “Anything Sir?” I asked, taking the note from his outstretched hands. He waved his hands dismissing me. “Okay Sir, ” I muttered, getting out of his office, and closing the door with a slight thud. I hope he didn't hear it. “I hope the boss didn't snap at you” precious asked. I just shrugged knowing how the boss is. sometimes I used to think that he's being forced to work. After working for the day, feeling exhausted; packing my things, I bid precious goodbye and left not before making sure the boss doesn't need anything but warns me to always be at work on time. It is not that I used to come late to work, it's just today. ••• “Assalamu Alaikum” I muttered stepping my foot inside the house. “Wa alaiki salaam” Yasmin answered, who was seated on the couch reading a book I assumed. “Welcome back sis Farah” she spoke up side hugging me. I squatted myself beside her and plopped my leg on the center table. “Where is mom?” I inquired, removing the coat off my body. “She's in the kitchen” I took five minutes of rest before strolling to my room, freshening up together with Wudhu, and conducted my Namaz. ya Allah protect me and my family. “What's the delicious you're cooking mom” Mom was in the kitchen as always, the kitchen is one of her comfort zones. “Rice with vegetable sauce”

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