JUVENAL

About eighteen months ago, shamim had first met Juvenal when the both of them came for an interview at the company they currently worked in. Dressed in his favorite tuxedos that Ella bought for him, he whispers some motivating and affirmative words to himself as he waited carefully sitting on the chair to be called on by the interviewers. He realizes a lady is staring so closely at him. He would have loved to ask why she is doing so but the current mood and circumstance didn't permit that. Who knows? She might be an undercover interviewer trying to get silly mistakes of the aspiring workers and hold on to them as a reason for not employing them.

But his perspective almost changed when she actually left her seat and sits close to him, the moment she realizes the seat was vacant. Now he is really getting confused of her identity. He looks at her manner of dressing and can see clearly that she is also holding a file with her. She somehow looks like an aspiring worker.

"Hi." Juvenal greets with lots of smiles and waves at him.

Shmaim looks at the young lady for a minute, not sure of what to do anymore. He came in for a job not making friends!! But finally, his sixth sense told him to reply the greetings. "Hi." He says bluntly.

"You are here for the interview right?" She asks with a lot of interest.

He looks at the girl in a very pissed manner. I mean every normal person should be able to tell that. "Yes." He nods.

"I am here for the interview too." Juvenal says and folds her arms I just wish we both get employed. We can be best friends."

Shamim felt like immediately rejecting the friendship offer but he takes a deep breath and whispers. "I think we should get in first before hoping to be friends.

"That's right." She nods gently getting the great push back from her interview friend, but didn't stop. Instead, she persists with her questions. "What are you applying for? I am applying for the public Relations officer post."

"I am applying for the advertising personnel." Shamim replies still blunt again.

Someone comes out of the inner office, dressed in a black chinos trousers and a grey shirt with a lovely black tie. He holds the door handle and looks around the waiting room before asking. "Who is Mr Shamim?"

"I am sir." Shamim replies and stands for recognition.

"Okay." The man nods and looks at him from head to toe in an observing manner. "Come in." He says and walks back in.

Shamim takes a very deep breathe and clears his throat. "You can do this Shmaim." He motivates himself.

"Break a leg." Juvenal adds with her thumbs up and a lot of smiles on her face to encourage him.

Although, she is a total stranger. But for the fact that she encouraged him, it melted his heart that minute. "Thank you." He says with a real smile and walks in to the interviewing room.

The interview was vey short than he expected, he was only asked his name and the interviewers went through his certificates. He was also asked some questions, but they were mainly on his own point of views. What he had least expected is the work been giving to him right on spot. He was employed in the exact department and position he wants. Before leaving the interviewing room, shamim had wondered if his mom or dad put a call through to get him this Job. His parents are very influential people, with just a call they can get him any comfortable job in Burundi, but they agreed on not doing that.

Shamim happily walks out the interview room. Juvenal walks in immediately acting like she doesn't k ow him at all. Again, he believes she is acting very suspicious. Why did she just walk in like that without waiting to be called on?

Nevertheless, newly employed advertising personnel decided to wait for his potential friend. He sat on the chair which he sat earlier, and begun to wait. The wait lasted just five minutes.

Juvenal walks out with a lot of smiles written over face but the smiles increased when she sees Shamim. "Shamim." She calls sweetly.

Gently, he raises his head to check who had called him so sweetly as if he or she knows him well, and it happens to be the anonymous identity lady. "Oh hi." Shamim responded with a wave.

She sits close to him and asked. "You got the job didn't you?"

"Yes." He answers and nods with a smile. "What about you?"

"Yes I did!" Juvenal replies with a very loud excited voice. "You see, wishes do come true."

"Wishes?" Shamim asks.

"Yes." She nods. "You know earlier, I had hoped we get in and become best friends. Now, look what happened."

All Shamim thought or had in mind that day was having a new friend, especially a colleague friend. Since they were both newbies, he thought it would work out well. But, Juvenal wanted more and she wouldn't stop chasing after him.

If he was to count, she had bought him close to one hundred different gifts. Juvenal always get to work before Shamim, she will use that opportunity to prepare his coffee. She is very familiar with his favorite flavor and taste. A lot of people envied the care and attention Shamim got from the girl. But left to him, he would classify it as her doing too much and forcing herself on him.

Shamim had told her countless times that he is in a relationship just to chase her off but it isn't working, instead she keeps persisting. Sometimes, most people conclude that the both of them actually have a thing. Most especially how she cares for him when ever he isn't feeling too well, get a lot of people thinking and just speculating about what they choose to believe.