Driving Me Crazy

A'S

call from Furkan. I smiled and an

re you? I missed you

e some good news; I got

ud of you. By the way, I'm coming to

g back, really?" I

ll anyone. It's a

wait for you

iss tomorrow," Fur

age, Furkan," I r

s so common. People even do kis

ome back," I said, try

, bye," F

ye," I replied b

meeting Furkan the next day. I was countin

n I reached the office, I went straight to Sir's office. When I knocked on the door, a voice called out, "Come in." I en

t me and smile, "Good morning Izra, please come in

at the person in front of me. He was slightly shoc

slapped yesterday. I was certain he would never forgive me. As I stood there, I could see a smirk forming on

the file on his desk and mumbled, "Sir, here is the report you asked for." He didn't spare me a single glance as he continued working on his

esitantly said, "Sir, all four?" He glared at me, his eyes piercing through me, and sneered,

ter." His expression twisted into a devilish smile, and he said sadistically, "Well, you can leave a

ncing at the clock, I realized there was no way I could make it home with him still

y tasks like a determined fool, I finished everything by 6 o'clock. Carrying the completed files, I walked bac

my heels, and left for home. That man was insufferable,

id, but then I heard a voice t

nside the room and exclaimed loudly, "Asslam o Alikum!" Everyone turned to look at me, but when our eyes met, t

urkan?" He was about to respond when my aunt int

m, Furkan is just fine. I am only two years ol

wards my room, and my sister Shiza hugged me. "Api, did you see? Furkan is here. He is so handsome," she gushed. I smiled and