Kirana arrived at the office early that morning, earlier than usual. There was a quiet determination in her steps as she walked straight toward the office room of her superior, Yusuf. Taking a deep breath, she gently knocked and entered. 🚪
"Good morning, sir," she said with a polite smile.
"Good morning, Kirana," Yusuf replied warmly, gesturing for her to come in. ☺
For a brief moment, Kirana hesitated, then handed him a small, neatly wrapped box. Yusuf looked at it in surprise and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"What's this?" he asked, clearly not expecting anything. 🤔
"Happy belated birthday, sir," Kirana said softly. "I couldn't give this to you on your birthday because I had something very important to attend to that day. So I thought I'd give it to you today."
A gentle smile appeared on Yusuf's face. He thanked her sincerely and accepted the gift, clearly touched by the thoughtful gesture. Kirana nodded respectfully and excused herself, returning to her desk to begin her work. As she walked away, her heart felt light small gestures, she believed, mattered more than grand ones. 🎁
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Meanwhile, in another part of the city, Yugh was trapped in a storm of confusion.
Zahra's diary was gone.
He searched the entire house relentlessly ; his room, the living room, cupboards, shelves, even places where he knew it could never be. Each failed attempt only tightened the knot in his chest. The diary wasn't just a book; it was Zahra's voice, her thoughts, her truths. Losing it felt like losing her all over again. 😐
Exhausted and frustrated, Yugh stood still in the middle of the house, his mind racing. This was no accident. Someone had taken it deliberately.
But who… and why?
The silence of the house offered no answers only deeper questions. 🌪