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My heart raced with each step I took. I said lots prayers before entering the hospital building,trust me you don't want to see Mr Arman on a bad mood.

"Hi Fouzia,Mr Arman request for your presence at his office immediately you arrive at the hospital"
Becca,the receptionist told me with a professional smile,I could tell she was used to it,but professional smile wasn't my concern at the moment.

"Thanks"
I returned her smile before moving towards the elevator.
I pressed the button to the first floor and the doors closed as it started moving slowly.
I wished it would move even more slowly.

What if I lose my job, that means no more staying in Turkish, I'll no doubt have to return home and meet with the upcoming catastrophe.
Also known as arranged marriage.

The doors opened and I realized I was at the top floor and was greeted by a quiet hallway. I walked out and moved towards his office.

When I reached, I had to stop in front of the office to calm my self,then knocked twice on the double doors with Doc Arman inscribed with a beautiful writing and top.

"Come in"
He called from inside.

Taking a deep breath to calm my self once again,I pushed the door and entered with a smile.

"Good morning Doctor Arman"
I said a bit cheerfully.

"What's good about the morning when you're late for work, check the time and tell me"

With a grimace, I fished my phone out from my bag and checked,it was past 11, I silently told him.

"And what's the time for work"
He questioned

"7 sir"
I replied and waited for him to decide my fate.

"Good"he sighed playing with his pen "you've been doing this quite lately,and I'm not very pleased,you see if not because I like your work,and you're one of the best employees I have in this hospital, I see no reason to keep you"
He was looking straight at me

"I'm sorry sir,in sha Allah I'll do my best to improve"
I told him sincerely,because God know if I lose this job,I'm doomed,getting another one would be so hard.

"Alright, I hope so,you may leave"
He dismissed.

"Thank you sir"
I smiled and quickly turned on my heels without waiting for him to say anything,incase he change his mind.

"Phew"
I held my chest after closing the door,thanking God he didn't fire me, I think Zoya made that part up,I'm so going to kill her.


"Fouzia,are you alright"
I nearly screamed when I heard Aabid's voice.

"Yes,I'm fine"
I muttered looking somewhere else,he was giving me a dreamy look and I really hate it.

"I'll go to my office,bye"
Without waiting, I sprinted away.
Everyone in the hospital knows about the crush Aabid has on me.and Allah knows I don't share the same feeling,not that he's not good looking or something, I just don't want any relationship after my last one,boys would always be boys.

I branched at Zoya's office to give her a piece of my mind
"Hey dear"she greeted cheerfully while I answered her with a glare.

"What did I do?"
She asked innocently

"The question is,what didn't you do,you nearly gave me an attack you idiot,did you know how I had to rush here because a crazy someone thought it was funny to tell me I was getting fired,what if I had an accident while ru......"

"Deep breaths dear,deep breaths, I said it so you would hurry and not lazy around before coming"
She grinned

I was about replying her when she handed me a cup and a package "breakfast"
she grinned.

As if on cue,my stomach growled, I snatched to away from her feeling less annoyed,she really knew how to get on my good side.

"You're still in trouble"
I told her before exiting her office to settle in mine.

Zoya has been my friend since I started working at the hospital,she is a Muslim Canadian from a family of six and is currently engaged.

Unlike someone who doesn't plan on doing that anytime soon,guess who?






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