Omer POV .... I am sitting with father in his office while our PA is briefing us about the upcoming conference...
I keenly listen to all the details that someone entered by knocking door ... I look behind to see who entered and surprised to find it's zenia father ...
"So, Zenia father works in our company. " Ahan.When what an amazing coincidence," I thought.
He greets sitting down on a chair. When after an hour the conference ends, I watch him going out. therefore, following him I walk behind. To know why zenia is not showing up in the university from the past three days...
"Sir". Respectively I stopped him. After salam, I start to speak ...
"Yes, Mr Omer. "With a surprised face, he looked at me.
"Sir. Actually.."
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I start to speak by clearing my throat... "I know your daughter Zenia as we study at the same university... uncle, I want to know, how is zenia and why is she not coming university? I finish asking and gazed at him...
"She is fine and today she left to university" he replies shortly with a smile.
" OK beta..." Nice to meet you... Take good care as I have to leave now.."...excusing himself he departs after tapping my shoulder gently.
After knowing that today she is present at the university. I start to walk up by leaving the office at a quick pace. I want to see her ... Damn, it's been three days seems like three years.
Her face flashed in front of me. Making me increased car speed. ...................
Zenia POV
My day seems fine as I did not encounter anything horrible yet. Feeling relaxed now I smile at my stupid worrying ideas...
I sit heartily near the garden...but suddenly after passing a few minutes I feel nervous by sensing myself under some intense gaze...
I could not realize where this feeling was coming from but it tensed me up realising that I am being watched by someone...
I look around and find a few students passing, chatting and walking near the garden ...
"No one is looking at me.". I thought of looking here and there. But why do I have this strange feeling? ..
Thinking that my eyes fall at a corner, near the garden area. where I locate Miran Shah sitting leisurely on a chair and strangely staring at my direction...
" What's his problem? " I bite my lower lip nervously thinking. Then by averting my gaze, I try to ignore him... but alas! for my poor eyes as now they spot another person.
Noticing him standing there. I whisper his name ..." Omer Hamdani "...
I feel him staring at me with some intensity which forces me to lower my eyes...
