🥇 1st in SPIRITUAL genre - (UNVEIL CONTEST 2023)
Two people coming from completely different worlds, one being an extrovert and the other being the introvert. People say opposites attract but when both of them collides, it seems to be fire and fir...
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Hayat's POV
I woke up to the sound of my alarm buzzing, signaling the start of my big day. I rubbed my eyes and stretched, feeling both nervous and excited about what lay ahead. Today was the day I would start my dream job at the company I had always wanted to work for.
With a smile on my face, I hopped out of bed and headed straight for the bathroom. I took a quick shower, washing away any trace of sleepiness. As l blow-dried my hair, I couldn't help but feel a little bit anxious.
What if I didn't fit in? What if I didn't know what to do? What if I didn't like anyone there? What if my boss is rude? What if...!
"Stop! Everything is going to be Okay" I convinced myself.
I stood in front of my closet, I carefully picked out my outfit for the day - a white floral dress. The dress had intricate patterns of delicate pink flowers and green leaves, flowing gracefully down to my ankles.
Perfect!
I dressed up in my favourite dress and moved to the mirror. I brushed out my long, wavy hair and pulled it into a bun. I didn't apply any makeup as I am not a makeup person so I wrapped a baby pink hijab neatly and was done dressing up. I wanted to look perfect, but not overdone. I paired it with pink heels and a small pink backpack, feeling confident and professional as I checked my reflection in the mirror.
After getting dressed and ready, I grabbed my bag and headed downstairs, making sure to grab my new company ID and my notebook with notes for my first day. I took a deep breath and smiled, feeling excited and ready for whatever challenges my new job would bring.
It was a beautiful Monday morning, and the sun was shining brightly through the windows of the cozy kitchen. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling chicken filled the air, as I came bounding down the stairs with a big smile on my face.
"Assalamu Alaikum, everyone!" I exclaimed, my voice filled with energy.
"Walaikum salam, sweetie," replied my mother, who was busy setting the table for breakfast.
My father, who was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking his coffee, looked up and smiled. "Walaikum salam, my sweet girl. Are you ready for a busy day at work?"
I nodded eagerly. "Yes, Dad! I can't wait to learn more about this job."
My father chuckled. "I'm sure you'll do great, child."
