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In a bustling modern city, Zain lives a life far removed from luxury. Every day, he wakes up before dawn, walking and jogging a 30 km journey just to reach the home of Hana, the youngest daughter of the wealthiest and most powerful family in the region. Zain works as her driver and personal assistant, taking her to work, running errands, and accompanying her wherever she goes, never complaining despite the struggles in his life.

His routine is mundane, yet filled with dedication. After each workday, he showers and changes clothes in the car porch of Hana’s mansion, waiting for her to finish preparing herself. He often finds himself admiring her beauty and perfect life, but in silence, his heart feels empty. There is something deeper he feels for her, but Zain can only keep this secret within himself. He knows that in a world of privilege, he is just a simple man who doesn’t deserve to express such feelings.

Hana, on the other hand, seems to live in a perfect world. Beautiful, wealthy, and free, she has everything that others long for. Yet, behind the sweet smile and the shiny life, Hana feels an emptiness deep inside. The pressures of her family’s expectations have never allowed her to truly breathe. In moments of solitude, her thoughts wander to Zain—the man who’s always there, quietly handling her daily life without expecting anything in return. But like Zain, Hana also fears expressing her feelings. She feels unworthy, worried that acknowledging her emotions might ruin the professional relationship they’ve carefully built.

However, the tension between them continues to grow. Every interaction is charged with unspoken emotions—Zain holding back his longing, and Hana trying to forget the feelings that are becoming impossible to ignore. Every light touch, every gaze that lingers, every moment shared creates bittersweet memories that both soothe and hurt. They both know that the love between them exists, but their worlds are too different for it to flourish.

The biggest challenge comes when Hana’s father introduces another man—a perfect suitor, according to the family’s standards. This man is wealthy, successful, and has everything society expects. When Zain hears the news, his heart shatters. He feels powerless and pushed aside, only able to watch from a distance, even though his heart cries out because he knows that the love he hopes for may never be returned.

Yet, when Hana finds herself trapped between her family's wishes and the growing love she feels for Zain, she faces a tough choice. Should she follow her heart and chase the love she desires, risking everything, including her family’s approval and status? Or should she submit to the life her family has chosen for her?

Main Themes:
Unspoken longing: The deep love and longing that exists between them, yet cannot be expressed.

Sadness and sacrifice:
 Zain sacrifices in silence, while Hana struggles with balancing personal happiness and family obligations.

Fear of love: 
Both characters are afraid to admit their love for each other, fearing that it could destroy what they already have or cost them everything.

Inner conflict: 
The uncertain feelings—are they brave enough to defy the world and family for the love they share?

With these emotional elements, the story reveals deeper conflicts, intensifying the relationship between the two characters, and exploring their hopes and fears. The storyline becomes more dramatic, touching readers' hearts with its blend of unfulfilled desires and emotional struggle.

Just Fate

Zain car cruised silently down the road toward Elena's father's mansion. Inside the car, the atmosphere was heavy—silent—but Elena's heart was thundering in her chest.

Zain glanced sideways. "What do you think he wants... calling you home so suddenly?"

Elena took a shaky breath. "I don't know… But when he speaks like that, it's never something small."

Zain offered a soft smile. "Whatever it is, I'm here."

Elena didn't reply. She simply turned her face to the window, watching the blur of trees as her thoughts raced faster than the car.

As they arrived, the iron gates were already open—as if anticipating a storm.

Zain stepped out of the car and gently opened Elena's door. Together, they approached the massive front entrance.

Before they could knock, the door flung open with force.

Mr. Farhan, Elena's father, stood at the doorway, fury etched into every wrinkle on his face, his jaw clenched and eyes blazing.

His palm struck Elena across the cheek. Hard. The sound echoed through the foyer like a gunshot.

Elena's head whipped to the side, her hair scattering across her face.

Zain froze, stunned. His fists clenched at his sides.

Tears welled in Elena's eyes, but her voice didn't shake.

"What are you doing, Ayah?!"

"HOW DARE YOU! You disgrace this family!" Mr. Farhan roared. "Mr. Harith told me everything. You're dating the driver?!"

"He's not just a driver!" she snapped, her voice cracking from emotion.

"DO YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE?! Who I am?! We are not common people!"

"I know exactly who I am. And I know who he is. And I don't care!" Elena shouted through her tears.

From behind them, Elena's mother, Madam Zaleha, rushed into the room, gasping as she saw the scene before her.

"Elena…" her voice trembled. Her hand covered her mouth as tears spilled down her cheeks.

Then, with a deep breath, Elena looked straight at her father.

"Yes. I'm in love with Zain."

Zain's eyes widened. For a moment, everything around him vanished.

It felt like everything he'd ever wanted to hear — but never expected to.

A slow, quiet smile curved across his lips. Not of arrogance, but of sheer joy and silent victory.

Elena turned toward him, shaken and fragile. Her hands reached for his arm, gripping it tight.

Then she leaned her head against his chest, sobbing softly.

Zain instinctively wrapped his arm around her, gently stroking her hair.

"I'm sorry, Zain…" she wept. "I ruined everything…"

"No," Zain whispered, his voice low and steady. "You did the bravest thing today."

He paused, bringing his lips closer to her ear, and said softly:

"And Elena… I love you too."

Elena's breath hitched, her tears falling faster now, but for a completely different reason.

She closed her eyes, gripping Zain tighter. In that moment, despite the pain and the pressure, she felt safe.

Mr. Farhan stared at them.

The anger on his face... slowly melted into something else.

He slowly sat down on the couch, his hand covering part of his face as he tried to process what just happened.

He glanced at Zain again. This time, no longer as a "driver," but as a man — calm, composed, unafraid, and willing to protect the woman he loved.

Madam Zaleha broke into tears, sinking to her knees beside her husband. She too had seen it — that this wasn't a silly fling.

Zain gently pulled Elena even closer, placing a soft kiss on her forehead.

But the truth behind Zain…His identity…His empire…

And not everyone would be ready for it.

Chapter 17: Between Love and Rage