love by chance

chapter 14

The morning sun had barely risen over the horizon when Irfan stormed into the dining room, his face set in a firm expression. His family members, who were busy having breakfast, looked up in surprise as he approached the table.

"Stand up, Amrah," Irfan commanded, his voice firm and authoritative.

Amrah, who had been expecting this, slowly stood up, a defiant look on her face. "What's going on, Irfan?" his mother asked, concern etched on her face.

"I'm taking Amrah to Nadiya's place to apologize for what she did to her," Irfan replied, his voice firm.

Amrah's face turned red with rage. "I'm not going anywhere!" she shouted, her voice echoing through the room. "And I won't apologize to that low-class girl! That's final!"

The room fell silent, with everyone staring at Amrah in shock. Irfan's face turned dark with anger. "You will apologize, Amrah," he said, his voice low and menacing. "You will apologize for what you did, and you will do it now."

Amrah sneered at him. "You can't make me do anything, Irfan," she said. "I'm not afraid of you."

Irfan's eyes narrowed. "We'll see about that," he said. "You're coming with me, Amrah. Now."

But Amrah refused to budge. "I won't go!" she shouted, stamping her foot. "You can't make me!"

The scene was becoming increasingly chaotic, with everyone arguing and shouting. But Irfan remained calm, his eyes fixed on Amrah.

"Fine," he said. "If you won't come with me willingly, then I'll have to take you by force."

And with that, he reached out and grabbed Amrah's arm, pulling her out of the dining room and towards the door. Amrah struggled and kicked, but Irfan was too strong. He dragged her out of the house and into the car, determined to make her apologize to Nadiya, no matter what it took.

As they drove away, Irfan's family members were left standing in the dining room, shocked and stunned by what had just happened. They had never seen Irfan like this before, and they didn't know what to make of it.

But one thing was certain - Irfan was determined to make things right, and he would stop at nothing to achieve his goal.

As they drove to Nadiya's house, Amrah continued to struggle and shout, trying to break free from Irfan's grip. But Irfan was too strong, and he held her firm, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.

When they finally arrived at Nadiya's house, Irfan pulled Amrah out of the car and dragged her to the door. He knocked loudly, and when Nadiya answered, he pushed Amrah forward.

As they arrived at Nadiya's house, Irfan turned to Amrah and said, "Now, apologize to her."

Amrah hesitated, looking around nervously. She seemed to be searching for an escape route, but Irfan's firm grip on her arm kept her in place.

"Apologize," Irfan repeated, his voice firm.

Amrah took a deep breath and finally spoke up. "I'm sorry," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Nadiya looked at her, her expression unreadable. "Why are you apologizing now?" she asked.

Amrah looked down, her eyes shamefaced. "Because Irfan made me," she said.

Nadiya's eyes widened in surprise, and she looked up at Irfan. "You made her apologize?" she asked.

Irfan nodded, his eyes still fixed on Amrah. "Yes, I did," he said. "She needed to learn that she can't just treat people however she wants."

Nadiya nodded, a small smile on her face. "Thank you, Irfan," she said. "But I'm afraid I won't be able to work with your company anymore."

Irfan's eyes widened in surprise. "What? Why not?" he asked.