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Chapter 19.
It was Monday and Ammah's first day at work. The kids were on holiday so while Mubarak took the younger ones to day care Ammah had just dropped the twins off at Ariah' s house. Being a primary school teacher, she says that during holidays it gets lonely without seeing the kids so she started this islamia thing where she teaches them Qur'an and Ahadith during the weekdays. MashaAllah.
Then she drove to work, while silently praying all was going to go well.
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Ammah must've gone to work really early because she had been here for about 18 minutes before a group of seven people walked in. She waited, not for them to talk to her but to simply gauge their expressions. Ammah had been a people person through out her life but it had also been her rule not to talk to people that had a frown on their faces.
Why talk to people you know would ignore you. she thought.
But that thought soon disappeared as a couple of them smiled in her direction so Ammah stood up and made her way towards them. Introductions were made and Ammah was slightly happy about the people that worked in the same floor as her except for this one woman. She knew that her office would've been somewhere along the second to the last floor of this huge and magnificent building.
The man that owned this building is a business man named Edward Inglewood, a British old man that started it from scratch and now has one of his son working with him while the other boy is in his last year of university.
" so Ammah, which job where you given in the company?" Salimah asked as she placed her bag and things on what appears to be her table.
" the boss's Assistant" Ammah said with a smile on her face until Maryam turned and glared at her. Ammah let out a groan and turned to face her. Yeah, the girl Ammah didn't like just had to be Maryam, her neighbour " is there a problem Maryam?" Ammah said ever so sweetly. Dyln chuckled at the scean and Jessica that had taken a seat while looking at them with an amused expression. It was quite obvious they didn't like each other.
" well the thing is" Maryam leaned in with a scowl covering her face " I'm the CEO's assistant.
Ammah has been caught offgaurd for a second before she grinned " exactly, your the CEO's and I'm the founder's"
Ammah didn't have time for childish bickering so she turned her head around and completely ignored Maryam existence. They all started to work and Jessica told her to just wait till he came. Maryam was suppose to direct her to her own office which was on the top floor but seeing how she retired to her own office and slammed the door. It didn't take a genius to know she had no intention of doing soo.
Lucky for her, Mr Inglewood appeared only a few minutes later and had called Maryam to send Ammah upstairs. SubahanaAllah, was the first thought that crossed Ammah's mind. The place is beautiful with all the classy and expensive painting and objects, nothing that could beat Minarak' s company but it was still breathtaking to say the least. Mr Inglewood had just gone off the phone and turned with a big smile on his face which did wonders to calm her down. The man seemed to be in his early sixties or so " you must be Ammah Khamrif. The woman the had been transferred from Pakistan, correct?" He beamed at Ammah.
" yes sir. That would be correct " she also smiled.
He brought out his hand in the form of handshake " it would be my pleasure having you as my assistant, sir Inglewood " he skillfully noticed he reluctance and do he added " I'm do sorry dear, I keep forgetting Muslims don't allow contact with men" he smiled once more. He began moving in a certain direction and signified that she followed him. Her office was like she hoped. Very spacious indeed.
It would need her personal decoration but nothing too much.
Sir Inglewood had specified what he needed her to do all week and she had immediately started, only stoping to reply to messages from her family and friends wishing her good luck on her first day of work, including her former boss.
Hours had passed without Ammah taking notice until he ringed for her to come to his office and it was already 1 o'clock . And do she did " what could I do for you sir Inglewood?"
" oh nothing dear. Your lunch break begins at 1pm and ends by 3, ill let you know when you could go back home whenever I feel you should. But since it's your first day here, how about you take the day of kiddo"
She chuckled when he called her that but then felt it was wrong for her to take the day of on get first day " before you say no I would like you to know you might not really get much off days so please do take this opportunity"
Next 15 mintues, Ammah was pulling of in her Honda Hr-v, and drove herself home. The kids wouldn't be done till 3.
At home Ammah took an advantage of being home alone and threw her problems out the window for know. She didn't think about Hafiz neither did she think of a certain moody man she lived with.
By two in the afternoon she was on the table and fuck it up was playing on full volume. That one song you just have to dance to no matter what, you could say it brings out the crazy in Ammah. She made a small slide on the table and pretended to be playing the strings of a guitar with her eyes closed but it was the grin on her face that mattered.
Until she heard Mubarak clear his throat and her eyes split open wide like saucers. She was still on her knees and her fingers stilled in an awkward position and Ammah had difficulty remembering a time she had been this sevearly embarrassed just as she had trouble remembering how to breath.
Not because Mubarak had taken of his suit jacket and had rolled up the sleeves of his light blue dress shirt while showing of a little of his chest due to the few buttons that were unbottened and the abandoned tie that was hanging loosely on his sholder. No that was possibly not the only reason why.
She was completely mortified by the situation he caught her in but it only took a few seconds to pass by before they both brust out laughing at it all.
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