03- An Unicorn!

: "And by the way, this is my son, Rafsan Raihan."

: "Oh hello! It is a pleasure to meet you!" (He stretched a hand for a handshake.)

: "Same here!" ( Rafsan felt that for some odd reason he is annoyed to the point that he is not even making an effort to pretend nice! Which is very unlikely of him)

Mrs. Razia smiled and asked Fahmi-

: "Would you like to drive us perhaps while we are at it?"

: "Oh...um sure." (He felt nervous for no reason)

It was a white Toyota Premio. Luxury lingered all over the white baby. He never thought of driving such a beauty! Almost gasped in sheer excitement, forgetting the anxiety!

: "Oh dear heaven! A Unicorn!" (Fahmi said that out loud before he hold himself back! And realizing the aftermath he covered his mouth! He is not being professional at all since he encountered them. He needs to restrain and act mature!)

His excitement touched Mrs. Razia. She too finally laughed and nodded-

: "Unicorn indeed! She is beautiful, isn't she?"

Now that the refrained elegant owner has responded equally, Fahmi felt more at ease! He quickly responded-

: "Yes yes! Very much!"

He moved forward and touch the clean white body as if touching his dearest one!

Mrs. Razia glanced at his son with a lingered smile from the earlier conversation-

: "I already like him!"

: "mmm..." (Said Rafa with a little frown)

: "Is there a problem, Son?"

: "No! It's just that..." (Rafa put one hand on his forehead as if he is having a headache) "it feels like a whirlwind when he is around! Barely any time to process things!"

Eventually, Mrs. Razia couldn't hold back anymore and giggled! She replied in between her laugh-

: "Cannot agree more! Shall we?"

: "Sure!" (Rafa at least loved this moment. It has been so long since he had seen her mother laugh out loud in amusement.)

When they arrived, Fahmi opened the back sit gate for them. When he entered and sat in the driving seat, Fahmi almost feel like moaning in pleasure. Everything seems so dreamy right now to him!

The people and the car both are so wonderful. He started the car with a faltering heart. At first, he struggled but soon after he gained control. They went to the restaurant as Mrs. Razia Suggested.

The 3 of them sat in one corner.

: "Is there anything you would prefer to eat?" She asked Fahmi

: "Oh..um it's alright. Anything you decide is fine!"

: "Are sure?"

: "Yes very much."

She chose the menu for all 3 of them and Fahmi loved the items as well.

: "So, Mr. Fahmi..."

: "Just Fahmi is fine, I am 28."

: "Right, Fahmi. I saw your CV. You are capable of being a manager or a team lead. Why do you want to become a driver!" She asked with sincere curiosity keeping her chin on the palm of her folded hand.

: "Uhh well umm... being honest with you I am tired of those high-profile jobs. And now that I was searching for a job, I don't know the notion sort of popped in my mind of being a driver! (He hesitated one moment in the dilemma of whether he should add more to it. Realizing Mrs. Razia is genuinely curious to know he adds a bit more) A relaxed cool job, with a handsome salary. No competition, office politics, nasty backbiting... I am just tired of this. I don't have much appetite for money. So all in all it is a great opportunity for me to live my laid-back life!" (Fahmi almost said in one breath!)

: "Wow! I see!"

: "Sorry I just blabbered what was in my mind. It was not very professional I assume."

: "No...no! Not at all. Don't burden yourself with that. I liked your honesty. What I am searching for Rafsan is someone not only with driving skills but also has a certain sense of assistance capability. To support Rafa in odd situations."

: "I see. I am sure I will be in help then."

Here at this point, Mrs. Razia thought to share a little bit about their personal lives.

: "You see since my husband passed away 15 years ago, I have single handily managed everything till now. Rafa is 25 now. And he is officially taking over the business. He is young, but a very refined man he grew up with. So I need a lot of reliable personnel. Would you be one of them, Fahmi?"

: "Oh, of course, Madame. I will give my best support to him and you." ( Fahmi gave that broad smile once again)

For a second Rafsan thought this person is kind of cute, isn't he? Right after he cursed himself, did he seriously call a man who is 3 years older than him CUTE!

: "Then it's decided! Rafa? Anything else?"

: "Nah. Whatever you choose." ( Then he looked with full concentration for the first time towards Fahmi) "Looking forward to working with you, Mr. Fahmi!"

: "Likewise Mr. Rafsan. Hope to get along!" (He smiled even brighter this time as he said that.)

"Shit!

Does this man has any self-awareness!" Rafa thought again.

"Darn! What am I so pissed for!"