His Hijabi Intern.

Chapter Ten.

Saturday Dinner.

Ayat's Pov.

Stupid, stupid, stupid. Why did I feed him? He is just my boss and nothing more. I am stupid to do that.

My poor heart.

I know he just wants a fake fiancée to make someone forget about him. But here I am guarding my heart because I don't him to break it.

You can't choose who to love or when it happens.

I can't fall in love with him when he is just using me. Today is the day that I will accompany him to that dinner party.

May Allah give me strength and guide me.

Author's Pov.

When Ayat starts talking to herself, her aunt looks amused at her shaking her head.

"Habibty, what's wrong? If you don't want to go then call your boss and explain to him..."

"It's okay, Aunt. Let me go and get ready because my boss told me he would be the one picking me up", she walked into her bathroom.

"This girl is something else", her aunt shakes her head and walked out of the room.

Ayat took the dress from her closet and lay on her bed. She took a deep breath and put it on. She dislikes makeup so she just applied eyeliner and some lipgloss.

Her aunt walks in smiling at her.

"You look beautiful habibty", her aunt tells her.

"Shukran, aunt. I feel nervous about this. What if I just stay home and tell him that am not feeling well? Besides, it might be uncomfortable for me", Ayat tells her aunt.

"It isn't good to lie, dear. Am going to ask you something. Do you like him? be honest, my child", her aunt asks her.

"Yes I do aunt but he and I are different. We come from different worlds. Plus he is my boss. I can't have feelings for him because I know that he might not feel the same way as I do. I will just be his employee and him being my boss", Ayat tells her.

Meanwhile, her uncle was at the door with Naeem. Jamil welcomed him into the house.

"Come in, what would like to have? Water, tea, or coffee", Jamil asks him.

"Am fine, thank you. How are you doing Uncle?", Naeem asked him.

"I am okay, Alhamdullilah...."

As he was about to say something else when he heard Ayat coming down the stairs. He looked up to see Ayat dressed in the dress that his sister had chosen for her.

"Beautiful", he tells himself. 

""Asalam Aleikum", Ayat and her aunt greet Naeem.

"Waleikum salaam. How are you?", Naeem asks her aunt while looking at Ayat. He was mesmerized by how beautiful she looked in simple makeup.

She isn't wearing any makeup, doofus", his conscience tells him.

"Am good, Alhamdullilah. It is getting late, you two should get going. Naeem, take care of her", her aunt tells him.

"I will. Let's go", he tells Ayat who followed him.

As her uncle and aunt close the door and Naeem turns his head towards Ayat.

"You look beautiful", he tells her.

"Thank you, and so do you. I mean you look handsome", she tells him while he opens the door for her.