Armaan Meets Fahd.

How do you introduce yourself to a toddler? I am your mother's boss... No, that can't be right. Why am I even saying this? She is just my employee and no one else. That's it, Fahd, always keep that in mind.

Fahd started pacing in his room wondering why he asked to meet her.

Armaan.

The little girl is the talk of everyone that knows her. Especially his parents who came to adore that little princess as they lovingly call her.

He didn't know that this particular little girl would do something that no one would have thought to do for Azaan and him.

Meanwhile, Hanan was trying to find the right moment to tell her family about the job she had gotten. And the fact that her boss is Fahd who was Azaan's best friend until someone ruined it.

"Dad, can I talk to you, please?" Hanan asks her father while they were having lunch as they normally do whenever their granddaughter visits them on the weekends.

"Of course, love. What is it that you want to tell us?" her father asks, smiling at her.

"Dad...I found a job but my boss is..."

"Fahd, I know", he says surprising her. "I knew because I was the one who helped him with his company and he called and told me about it. He wanted to know if it was okay to hire you even if you are the cousin of Azaan. I told him it's a job you needed and that's what is important as for Azaan, he can grow up and face the fact that you got a job at Fahd's company", he added smiling.

"What are you two talking about?", her mother asks them as she enters with Armaan by her side.

"Just that our daughter got a job from someone whom she thought we won't agree for her to work there", her father explained to her making her laugh.

"Hanan, my dear. We aren't the type of people to do to our kids especially when it comes to their jobs, dreams, and aspirations. You are a grown-up now, a mother, and that's what is important. You have every right to decide who you work for", her mother Laila says. "Besides, all we ask is for you to value and respect your principles and Islam and its teachings", she added placing a sippy cup of juice for Armaan.

"Thank you, Nana", Armaan says drinking her juice after saying her duas.

"You are most welcome, princess", Laila answers her granddaughter.

"Dad, he also wants to meet Armaan because sometimes I will need to take her with me. Not because I don't want to leave her with you but also because I know that you guys have your work that will need to be done", she tried and explained to her parents who immediately understood what their daughter meant.

Sometimes things work differently when it comes to fate, we just need a push to get where we want to be or who we want to be.

In the coming week, Hanan was ready to join Fahd's company as his assistant as he had hired her.

"Okay, Armaan. Remember what I told you...."

"Yes, mamma. You told me to behave, and not to my anyone mad. And also not to be a brat", Armaan repeats what her mother had told her.

"Ya Allah, this girl. Okay princess, let's get to the car. Here is your backpack", Hanan says to her daughter while helping her wear her backpack.

The backpack consisted of her three pairs of clothes. She tends to get the dirt off her clothes very quickly. Her crayons, colors, and her favorite coloring book.

Plus Hanan never forgets Armaan's favorite toys, blanket, and shoes too.

One time she made the mistake of forgetting Armaan's blankie at home while they were on their way to her papa and nana. She had to turn the car around to get it.

"Okay, mamma. Ready let's go", Armaan says to her mother while Hanan was trying to lock the door of their home.

"Coming, I just hope you won't make a mess or even worse", she tells her while whispering the last statement to herself and earning a look from her daughter.

"What? It isn't like you don't do that", Hanan says to her while Armaan just giggles knowing that her mother was right.

"Okay let's go, my love", Hanan leads her daughter to the car. She strapped her in her car seat and then starts the car to head to work.

Ya Allah, don't let her embarrass me while I am working. And don't let her say the things she does especially to him.

After what seemed like thirty minutes when they reached Fahd's company. Hanan then parked the car and got out along with her daughter.

"Hey, are you Miss Hanan Muhsin?", a girl asks smiling.

"Yes, I am", Hanan answers her shaking her hand.

"Nice to meet you. I am Mandy and I am here to show you where your office is. Could you come with me please?", Mandy tells her.

They followed her to the elevator and then Mandy explained to Hanan which floor they were heading but this wasn't new to her as she was here a week back.

"Here we are", she leads them to the office next to Fahd's. "This is your office. I hope you like it and if there's anything you want just call me and ask me, "Mandy tells her smiling.

The office was spacious; in the corner, a small space was made just for Armaan. It had everything that a little girl would ever wish for.

"I hope that everything is to your liking, I don't want Fahd to get angry with me," Mandy tells her as she smiles at them. "Before, you even ask how I am related to him. All I can say is that he helped me a lot in my life. If it wasn't for him, my family, and husband would have been out on the streets. I owe him everything that I have in my life, right now. He is like my brother", she explains to Hanan.

"Thank you. But what work should I do? Is he here?", Hanan asks her.

"Yes, I am here, Miss Hanan," a husky voice interrupted Mandy from answering. The three of them turn to face who it was.

"I am sorry, was I interrupting something?", he asks as he approaches them.

"No, boss. I am just explaining to Hanan everything," Mandy says to him grinning knowing how much Fahd hates being called that.

Boss.

"Mandy", he says with a warning voice and then turned to face Armaan who was looking at her in awe.

"Are you a superhero?", she asks as she approaches him making him smile.

"No, why do you ask?", he asks as he kneels to face her.

"Well, you are tall, very handsome and you have muscles too", she says pointing at his arms.

"Aru, what did I tell you...?"

"Mamma, but you didn't tell me that we are meeting a superhero. Are you....?"

"Aru, stop. I am sorry Fahd. She just talks and....."

"Hanan, it's okay. Besides, now I know why everyone who has met her, falls in love with her", Fahd assures her. "I have some chocolates in my office, let's go and leave your mamma and Mandy so that they can work", he says to Armaan taking her hand.

"Aru, shouldn't you be asking for permission first?" Hanan says to her daughter making her pout.

"But mamma, the superhero has chocolates", she says pouting making everyone in the room chuckle.

"Okay fine. But remember what I said...."

"Yes, mamma. I didn't forget the rules you told me", she answers and takes Fahd's hand, and then walks out of the office.

"Are you sure she is three years old?", Mandy asks Hanan who shook her head.

"I think she was born in the wrong year. I think I should go and check on them..."

"Hanan, you worry too much. Let's concentrate on your work and then at lunchtime we will go and check on them", Mandy advises her.

"I think you are right", Hanan agrees with her and they start working on what Fahd had already explained to Mandy.

Meanwhile, Fahd was having the time of his life with Armaan.

I can't believe that anyone throws this away for money. I would love to have a family, in shaa Allah, and who wouldn't want to her a daughter as charming as Armaan or even a wife like her mother who would do anything and everything for her family?

"What are you thinking about, Superhero?" Armaan asks him when he wasn't answering her questions.

"Nothing princess. I am just thinking why you are calling me Superhero. Which superhero do you think I am?", Fahd asks the little girl.

"I love black panthers. So I think you are him", she tells him grinning.

"So you think I look like him?", Fahd asks her.

"No, you seem to be like him. You have muscles, and you are tall", she answers and making him smile.

"Okay thank you, princess. Time to continue coloring", he tells her placing her coloring book close to her.

Fahd and Armaan began spending time together whenever Hanan was busy. Fahd started to feel overprotective of them both, especially Hanan.

Hanan has started receiving messages from someone who wants to harm her.

Protecting them is very important to Fahd as they became his family as he was theirs.

Blood doesn't make you family. Family isn't something that anyone could have it. It takes a special someone to make a family. To hold it together so that no one will be able to break it.