On another day, Zimal was getting ready for her job interview.
She looked at herself in the mirror one last time.
Her heart was beating a little faster than usual—not because she was weak, but because this opportunity truly mattered to her.
Just then, her phone rang.
She quickly picked it up.
”Assalamu Alaikum, Afifa,” Zimal said.
”Wa Alaikum Assalam,” Afifa replied with a teasing tone.
“Wow… today you actually look properly Muslim.
What happened?
Suddenly you remembered you are Muslim?”
Zimal sighed softly, ignoring her teasing.
”I’m going for a job interview today.”
”Okay, okay, good luck!
Which company?”
”Innovexa.”
There was a brief pause.
”Innovexa?” Afifa repeated in surprise.
“That’s a big company… good luck.
Call me when you’re free, I’ll pick you up.”
”Okay, bye.”
”Bye… and break a leg!”
Zimal smiled faintly and ended the call.
She took a deep breath, adjusted her dress, and left the house.
Outside, she booked a taxi.
Sitting in the cab, she stared out the window quietly.
Her thoughts were heavy—her past job, her mistakes, and her uncertain future all mixing together in her mind.
—
Soon, she arrived at Innovexa.
The building was tall, modern, and full of energy.
People moved in and out like it belonged to another world.
Zimal looked up at it and swallowed her nervousness.
Then she stepped inside.
—
Inside the interview room, everything was silent and serious.
”Hello, Miss,” the interviewer said.
”Hello, sir.
My name is Zimal Hashim,” she replied politely.
”We’ve reviewed your CV.
What was your previous company?”
Zimal paused for a moment.
”Land Mega Development.”
The interviewer raised his eyebrows slightly.
“That’s a very big company.
Why did you leave it?”
Zimal lowered her gaze.
”Maybe… I didn’t deserve that position.”
A short silence filled the room.
”Tell us what you know about Innovexa,” the interviewer asked.
Zimal slowly lifted her head.
Her voice became confident and professional.
”Innovexa is a modern technology and development company focused on innovation, creativity, and smart digital solutions.
Its goal is to create high-quality software, websites, and digital services that help businesses grow in the modern world.”
The interviewers exchanged impressed looks.
After a few more questions, the interview ended.
—
Outside the building, Zimal stepped out—and saw Zawar waiting for her.
”What are you doing here?” she asked in surprise.
”Afifa was busy, so she sent me to pick you up.
Problem?” he replied casually.
”No, it’s fine.
Let’s go.”
They both got into the car.
”So, Miss Zimal, how was your interview?” Zawar asked.
Zimal leaned back slightly, finally relaxing.
”I think it went well.”
”Good.
Did you eat breakfast?”
”No… and now it’s already lunch time.”
”Then what do you want to eat?”
Zimal looked out the window.
”Anything you want.”
”Okay, then let’s go.”
—
Meanwhile, in another place…
The atmosphere was cold and serious.
”Ibrahim, what’s the update?” Sahriar asked.
”Nothing new, sir,” Ibrahim replied.
”Be serious.”
”The construction site is almost complete, sir.
But about Zimal’s case… they still want an investigation.
And they still need her cooperation.”
At the mention of her name, Sahriar paused for a second.
”I don’t need anyone,” he said flatly.
”Sir, we really need her cooperation,” Ibrahim insisted.
”Shut up.
Call her and tell her—whenever we call, she must appear immediately.”
”Yes, sir.”
—
Later in the office…
”If Sahriar Sikander finds out, he will cut your hand,” Afifa whispered.
Zawar scoffed.
“Enough.
He’s not that dangerous.”
”You’re new here.
You don’t know him,” Afifa warned.
”But he speaks so politely with everyone.”
”That’s exactly the problem,” she replied.
“That’s what people think.
But there’s another side of him…”
Before she could continue—
”If you are done talking, should we start working?” Sahriar’s voice cut through the room.
Everyone froze.
”Sorry, sir,” Afifa said quickly.
”If you cannot do your job properly, then resign and leave.”
His voice was calm—but sharp enough to silence the entire room.
”We won’t repeat it again, sir,” Zawar said immediately.
Sahriar said nothing and walked out with Ibrahim.
—
Later, Afifa received a call.
”Yes, Zimal?”
”I got the job!” Zimal said excitedly.
Afifa’s face lit up.
“Really?
Congratulations!
You deserve it!”
”Thank you!”
”Tonight you’re treating us.”
”Us?”
”Me and Zawar.” Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
”Okay, deal!”
—
At another place…
Sahriar’s car stopped near a house gate.
”Sir… why are we here?” Ibrahim asked carefully.
Sahriar stared at the gate in silence.
”She told me not to come here again…”
”Then why did we stop?”
”I just wanted to see her.”
Ibrahim looked at him closely.
”So… you fell for her?”
Sahriar’s eyes turned cold immediately.
”Are you insane?
I don’t fall for troublemakers.”
”Then why does she affect you so much?”
Silence.
After a long pause, Sahriar finally said quietly,
”I just… don’t want her to suffer because of me.”
—
Next day, Zimal entered Innovexa again—but this time as an employee.
The building no longer felt frightening.
Now it felt like a new beginning.
”Are you Zimal?” a man asked.
”Yes.”
”I’m Yahiya.
I’ll be guiding you.
Come, I’ll introduce you to everyone.”
As she walked through the office, she felt nervous—but also proud.
This was a new life.
—
After some time, Yahiya called her.
”The manager is calling you.”
”Okay, I’ll come.”
Her heartbeat increased as she entered the manager’s office.
”May I come in, sir?” she asked hesitantly.
”Yes, come in.”
”You called me?”
”Yes, Zimal.
Are you okay with the new company and people?”
”Yes, sir.
Everyone is kind… I don’t feel like a stranger here,” she said quickly.
”Good.
But you will have to meet the CEO.
She is very strict—but also kind.
You’ll be meeting her soon.”
Zimal nodded.
—
The manager took her inside.
The atmosphere changed instantly.
A woman stood there—confident, strict, and powerful.
”So, you are Zimal,” she said.
”Yes, ma’am.”
”My name is Jennifer.
I am the Co-CEO.
The main CEO is not here right now due to duty.”
She continued firmly,
”I am informing you because you are new.
There are 102 interns joining, and everything must be organized within two days.”
Her tone was strict and sharp.
Zimal felt nervous, almost scared.
Her hands trembled slightly, but she controlled herself.
In a calm voice, she said,
”Yes, CEO.”
But inside… her mind was full of thoughts.
Zaroon… Sahriar… Afifa… my past… my future…
And yet, she stood still.
A new life had begun—but nothing from her past was truly gone.
Zimal left the room with a broken heart because she thought Jennifer was as cold-hearted as the CEO of her old company, Sahriar Sikander.
Zimal sat quietly in her cabin and looked around.
Everyone seemed busy with their work and looked exhausted.
At that moment, she realized that if she wanted to survive in this company, she would have to work extremely hard.
After a few minutes, Yahiya and Elaf came toward her desk to explain the work.
”Okay, thanks,” Zimal said politely.
Elaf smiled warmly.
“Hello, Zimal.
My name is Elaf, and I’m also part of your team.
Have a good day, Zimal.”
”Nice to meet you too, Miss Elaf,” Zimal replied softly.
”Same here,” Elaf said before both of them walked away.
Soon, Zimal became busy with her work.
After checking the files for some time, she leaned back in her chair and sighed tiredly.
”Oh my gosh… how am I supposed to do all this?”
”I can teach you.”
Jennifer’s cold voice came from behind.
Zimal quickly stood up.
“No, ma’am.
I can do it myself.”
Jennifer crossed her arms.
“People usually resign from here within two days.”
Zimal lifted her head confidently.
“No, ma’am.
I can do this, and I’ll stay here as long as I want because my work never disappoints others… or myself.”
Jennifer looked at her carefully.
“Okay.
Let’s see.”
”You’ll never be disappointed in me, ma’am,” Zimal replied with determination.
Jennifer turned around and walked back to her cabin angrily.
The moment she left, Yahiya rushed toward Zimal in shock.
”Zimal!
How could you say that?”
Elaf laughed lightly.
“You just shot yourself in the foot.”
Zimal looked confused.
“What happened?”
Elaf sat beside her and whispered dramatically, “Miss Zimal, this is your first day, and you already challenged Jennifer.
You’re supposed to survive the first week quietly.”
Zimal folded her arms stubbornly.
“I can do everything.
Don’t underestimate me.”
Yahiya chuckled.
“Your confidence is impressive, but Miss Jennifer is famous for breaking people’s confidence within minutes.”
Zimal dropped her head on the desk dramatically.
“Why always me?
Why do I always end up with strict and cold bosses in my destiny?”
Elaf laughed again.
“Then enjoy your destiny.”
Zimal sighed tiredly.
“Fine.
Now go do your work… and thanks for the support.”
Both of them returned to their cabins while Zimal silently stared at her files.
Deep inside, she felt overwhelmed and close to tears.
—
At another place…
Sahriar Sikander sat silently in his office, lost in thought.
”How can I do this?” he muttered to himself.
“Does this even suit me?
Am I a loser… or maybe I’m going crazy?”
Ibrahim looked at him with concern.
“Sir, what happened now?”
Sahriar leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.
”Am I… in love with her?”
Ibrahim’s eyes widened in shock.
“Sir, we’re in the middle of a meeting.”
The entire meeting room fell silent.
No one had the courage to interrupt Sahriar Sikander.
Everyone simply waited for him to finish speaking.
After a few moments, Ibrahim carefully cleared his throat.
”Sir… can we start the meeting now?”
Sahriar straightened himself.
“Yes, we can.”
The meeting continued professionally and ended successfully.
Soon, the meeting room became empty except for Sahriar and Ibrahim.
”Sir,” Ibrahim said carefully, “you should take some rest for a few days.”
Sahriar immediately stood up.
“Arrange a meeting with Innovexa today.”
Ibrahim blinked in disbelief.
“Sir… that’s not possible.”
Sahriar smirked confidently.
“Is anything impossible for Sahriar Sikander?”
Ibrahim muttered under his breath, “This man is seriously crazy.”
Still, he arranged the meeting with Innovexa.
Before leaving, Sahriar suddenly said, “Ibrahim, take Afifa with us.”
Ibrahim frowned.
“Sir, are we going there to congratulate her or what?”
Sahriar’s sharp eyes turned toward him.
“Your tone seems different today.
Should I cut your salary so you can remember how to speak properly?”
Ibrahim immediately straightened himself.
“Sorry, sir.
As you wish.”
Meanwhile, Afifa looked nervous while getting ready.
”Sir… is everything okay?” she asked hesitantly.
Sahriar looked at her coldly.
“Do you want to get fired?”
Afifa lowered her head quickly.
“Sorry, sir.”
Soon, they arrived at Innovexa.
The employees became excited after seeing Sahriar Sikander enter the company building.
The CEO welcomed him warmly.
“Sir, you are here?
This is truly an honor for us.”
Sahriar nodded slightly.
“We want a meeting with all your staff.”
”Of course, sir,” Jennifer replied respectfully.
Everyone gathered in the meeting room except Zimal.
Sahriar’s eyes moved around the room, searching for someone, but he failed to find her.
”So… everyone is here?” he asked calmly.
Elaf quickly replied, “Sir, except for Zimal, the new employee.”
Sahriar slowly raised his eyebrow.
”Didn’t I clearly say everyone?”
Jennifer became nervous.
“Sir, she’s new.
She doesn’t know the rules yet.”
Sahriar’s voice turned dangerously cold.
“So my words mean nothing to you?”
Jennifer immediately shook her head.
“No, sir.
Elaf, go and call Zimal right now.”
”Yes, ma’am,” Elaf replied quickly before rushing out.
A faint smile appeared on Sahriar’s lips as he lowered his gaze.
A few moments later, the meeting room door opened.
Zimal entered nervously while holding a laptop, a notebook, and a pen in her hands.
Since it was her first meeting in the company, she already felt anxious.
The moment she stepped inside, everyone looked at her with irritated expressions.
”H-Hello, everyone,” Zimal said softly.
But she had no idea that Sahriar Sikander was inside the room.
As soon as her eyes landed on him, her heartbeat stopped for a second.
Her hands trembled in shock.
The notebook slipped from her hands and fell onto the floor.
”What the—”
Jennifer immediately interrupted her sharply.
”Miss Zimal, sit down.”
Zimal quickly lowered her head.
“Y-Yes, ma’am.”
Still frozen in shock, she slowly sat down while Sahriar Sikander silently stared at her with deep eyes.