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Aisha's POV

Walking into Aryan's company limited like a crazy woman isn't at all funny.   "Great!!....just great Aisha, can't believe you're late on your first day interview".  I thought shaking my head.

I looked at my wrist watch and it was already 7:50am, I took in a deep breath so as to calm my self down. " I have to hurry up as it will soon be 8:00am, thank goodness I have ten minutes more. I have to hurry so he wouldn't think that I'm not competent for this job".  I muttered under my breathe.

All of a sudden, my body collided with a wall and all of my credentials flies on the floor.

Wait a minute....A wall? I waited to feel the pain at the moment but I felt nothing. In fact, the wall had moved by it self. 

Just incredible! I never knew a wall could move all by it self.

Just as I was about to regain my posture back, I heard a very deep husky voice.  "Can you watch your way next time?....so clumsy". He hissed and walk away.

Wait, What?!  Clumsy? How dare him!  I had thought it was a wall not knowing it was a guy I had run unto.  But how dare him call me clumsy, when he was also at fault. If he had concentrated on where he was going, we wouldn't have bump unto each other. 

What a gentle man he's, he couldn't even ask if I was okay. At least, a little concern like- "hey miss, are you okay?  Were you hurt? I could help you with your papers on the floor, after all, it's my fault".  I thought rolling my eyes in annoyance.

I'm going to teach this stupid spoilt brat a lesson. "Hey! stop right where you are!".  I yelled so hard and almost every one walking around in the big company could hear me, but he plays dumb.  Acting like he wasn't the one I was referring to.

Playing dumb right?...I know how to deal with your type.

I targeted the back of his neck and threw my beautiful purse at him. It hits him where I had wanted to and he stopped walking. 

I turned to my left when I heard someone gasp, it was the same lady at the reception, she had widen her eyes in horror. I smiled and raised a brow at her questioningly but she gave me an awkward smile and then faced her work.

I smiled in victory before sauntering closer to where he was standing. "You weren't thought on how to treat ladies with respect, were you?". I asked in an angry tone.

"No,I'm afraid not". he answered turning around to face me with that same husky voice.

"Allahu Akbar! (God is great)". I gasp seeing the most handsome man I've ever seen in my life standing right in front of me who was already smirking. He's sexy, with his dark brown hair that look rough but yet hot....subhanallah! Aisha, you shouldn't check him out.

"Like what you see?". He asked with the same arrogant smirk still plastered on his face.

I wish I could wipe those stupid smirk off his face.

"Oh no Aisha, what are you doing? Stop giving him the wrong impression. He might just thought you're drooling over him.  

"I need to put him in his place". I thought.

"To bad, I've seen much better". I tsk looking straight into his eyes.

I saw his eyes darken but he quickly mask it off replacing it with that same smirk again.

What's wrong with him?  I thought, I had fallen his stupid ego.

He took a step forward and he was now closer to me.  "so, you've seen much more better than me?".

"That's what I just said". I said rolling my eyes.

"Trying to be feisty? Hmmm, I like it". He said smiling.

Wow! He look more handsome while smiling.

Just as I was about to walk away and leave him there all alone to himself, I bend over to pick up my CV that were on the floor when my eyes caught the time on my wrist watch.   It's 8:00am already, I'm late for my interview and it's all because of this idiot. I can't believe I had stood here talking to this man for good ten minute.

Oh no! Aisha, what have you done?....

I can't take it anymore, I really can't ,and without thinking twice, I let it out.

"I'm late for my interview all because of you, idiot!".  I said angrily as I eyed him.

I can't pinpoint what his reaction was.......A smirk?or amused?  I don't know.

"Oh! so you are here for an interview?....  If I were you, I would hurriedly go up there and try my luck. Not everyone get the opportunity to work here,you know."  He said and walk away. 

What had just happened?  Did he just walk out on me without even apologizing for what had happened earlier? Why did I even have to stand here talking to him for good ten minute. I never got the word sorry from him, did I?   Arrrgh Aisha! you're such a fool, you had let the stupid handsome guy deceived you.

I pack all of my papers from the floor and entered the lift that would take me to the last floor. Pressing 58, I waited patiently and finally heard the sound

Dinnng

I walk out and saw a beautiful young lady sitting on her desk as all of her attention was fixed in the system in front of her, walking up to her, I greeted her.  "As salamu Alaykum (peace be upon you)"

"Wa alaykumu salam(peace be upon you too)"

"Good morning" I said smiling.

"Good morning beautiful, how may I help you?".

Beautiful? Wow, you'll surely made.my day today. 

"I'm here for the interview.  I was told to come by 8:00am. "

"Subhanallah!  I'm afraid the boss is not around,he had went out for an important meeting, but you could come back tomorrow by 9:0am". 

"This is all that idiot's fault "I muttered under my breath.

"Ms. Rukayya please, I really need this job, you have to help me".  I said to her desperately.

Looking at me like I've grown two heads.She smiled and replied me.  "Don't worry, insha Allah(by God's grace)  you will get the job". 

I knew she was surprised when I had called her name. I had seen it in the tag on her right chest.  

She is such a nice lady.

"Thank you Rukayya. I would really appreciate, if you could help me".

"That's not a problem, see you tomorrow" she said.

I turned around to leave but she stopped me.  "Wait!....what's your name?"

"Aisha Ibrahim".   I replied smiling.

"Today was really a bad day for me. No luck!". I muttered under my breath.