You Set My Destiny So Beautiful

crying in front of malik

Along the way the water continued to flow profusely from his eyelids, he felt his chest was squeezed by a heavy burden, in all his life he had never met his mother as angry as today, he felt more and more guilty

"do I have to put an end to my uncertain waiting at this end, am I just fantasizing

,a high-level delusion that at any time could have brought me down and destroyed all my hopes and feelings, making it difficult to recover?" mr. Ali why don't you give me a little sign until I'm more convinced of my stance, why don't you give me a little slit so that I don't hesitate any longer to pour all my race on you,let me tell the world so confidently that you will come to me, but this,,,

could it be that I was just too greedy to expect someone who never expected me?"

Adiba headed to his room with not so excited steps, his eyes were swollen and there were still some wet eye books that he had been trying to dry from earlier , ''looked some staff below him saluted and lowered his head

Adiba tried his hardest to reply with a meaningless smile

In a state of soul and in a state of constant fear he is still trying to be a good worker, he tries to focus on the work that piles up before him,

the phone sat on the right side of his desk ringing and moving

,he swiftly put over his shoulders and under his ears

"there's something I can help you with"

"sir told you to leave his room"

it was abil's voice calling milai his master's order

"alright!"

taklama then gave his greetings, Adiba,

he came in after being sent, he stood up

in front of Malik's desk, in,

hiding his swollen eyes

"master called me?"

"why is your voice, are you sick?"(Malik is still focused on his work)

"no sir" while pulling back the nasal water that was about to come out, Malik raised his head

because he heard Adiba, he noticed Adiba's face that was not as usual ,

"are you crying?"

"no my master just sleeps less"

Abil began to be moved by the sight before him,

" i'm a little kid who can't tell people apart from crying and sleep deprivation, your lashes are still wet"

idiih,, is that detail that Mr Malik noticed, has forgotten the muhrim times huh???

Malik reached into his pants pocket and gave a weathered handkerchief, his mother's legacy, the handkerchief he always took where

the handkerchief has also faithfully accompanied 8-year-old Malik in Cairo, there is a former knit as well even though there are traces of yarn that are not clear because so long, so,this is the first time the handkerchief has been touched by someone else

"it's a young, hopefully useful, but it's rotten"

o Allah sir boss does not look yes there is a face tissue loosened in front of the father, why spontaneously boss sir reached into the pants of the boss sir?

"are you okay?"Malik panicked to see Adiba getting so

"did I make a mistake, did the words I said hurt you?, the more you became when you saw me

"abil call ana!" ana is a female staff under adiba

without long use abil took the phone sitting at the table where he was waiting

"i'm okay sir"(Adiba)

"excuse me"(ana)

"get in"

Ana stepped in a panic, so she was never called by her president, did I make a mistake?"(anna)

he stood right next to Adiba, regardless of him, the color of his worry and fear

"master called me ,"

"pacify him and take him to a seat"

ana holds both of Adiba's shoulders and wants to carry him to the sofa by the window that was just there

"let's miss !"

"no ana, I'm fine, I just misunderstood my mom, so I got carried away"

Adiba tries to convince everyone in the room,

"alright ana you can come back, I'm sorry to bother you" Malik,

"well sir"

before leaving ana tried to straighten her gaze to Abil, while her master was busy with her work, she frowned

because I wonder what happened

abil just shrugged his shoulders

"oh yes sir, you called me here, if there is a job or ,,,".

" set my meeting with the CEO***** later at one o'clock, if you're feeling okay"

" all right sir, if there's no more excuse me"

"please"

Adiba came out with a handkerchief

Malik rubbed it against the rest of the water on his cheek, Malik looked at him until he disappeared behind the door

in front of her door she still stood as if unwilling to leave the room in which was a figure she admired

she stood up and wiped her tears.