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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

The sun shone brightly over the skyline as Zain, dressed casually yet with his usual understated charm, stood at the base of the tallest tower in the city. The same tower where days ago, Elena had pulled him aside, insisting they didn't belong there. But today—today was different. Today, he would reveal the truth.

He turned to Elena, her hand resting gently on his arm, and her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Farhan, who followed closely behind, still unsure why they were being brought here.

"Where are we going, Zain?" Elena asked with a curious smile. "You've been mysterious all morning."

"You'll see," he replied with a wink.

They entered the sleek, glass-panelled lobby. The staff at the reception immediately stood up. "Tuan Zain," they greeted in unison, bowing respectfully.

Elena's steps slowed. She looked around. Everyone in the lobby—security guards, receptionists, even the janitor—had stopped and acknowledged Zain with the kind of respect reserved for only one thing: power.

Her eyes widened. "Did… did they just call you—"

"Yes," Zain said, smiling softly. "This building is mine. This company. Everything you see here... belongs to me."

There was a moment of stunned silence.

Elena mom eyes blinked rapidly as she clutched her handbag tighter. "What…? You mean—this is your company?"

Mr. Farhan looked up at the grand chandelier and then at Zain, his voice shaking. "You own this entire tower?"

Zain gave a nod. "And about forty other properties in the city."

Elena stepped back slightly, disbelief painted across her face. "You… You're the one everyone was talking about? The silent tycoon?"

He chuckled. "I didn't think it mattered, back then. I didn't want you to love me because of this. I wanted you to love me... for me."

Tears welled in her eyes. She shook her head, laughing in disbelief, before throwing her arms around him. "You idiot," she whispered. "Of course, I do."

Zain gently pulled away. "There's one more reason I brought you all here today."

Elena gasped, her hands instinctively covering her mouth.

He got down on one knee, right there in the middle of his grand lobby.

"Elena . I've waited a lifetime to feel what I feel when I'm around you. And now that I have you… I don't want to spend another moment without you. Will you marry me?"

Tears streamed freely down her cheeks. She nodded, unable to form words.

"Yes!" she finally choked out. "Yes, Zain!"

Applause erupted from the staff around the lobby. Mrs. Zaleha was already in tears, and even Mr. Farhan, the stern businessman who once doubted Zain, now had a rare, proud smile on his face.

"This… this is unexpected," he said, clearing his throat. "But I see now. You're not just a man with wealth, Zain. You're a man with heart."

Just as they embraced, a voice echoed from the entrance.

Elena's long-lost childhood friend, now elegantly dressed and still as dramatic as ever, walked in with disbelief etched across her face.

"Elena... you're marrying... Zain?" she asked, her voice trembling between shock and wonder.

Elena laughed, wiping her tears, her hands still held tightly by Zain. "Yes, Qis. I'm marrying him."

Qis looked from Elena to Zain and back again, then broke into a huge grin. "Finally. The storybook ending we always talked about."

Zain stood up and turned to Mr. Farhan. "I want to set a date, if you'll allow it, sir. I want to make Elena mine officially."

Mr. Farhan nodded. "You have my blessing. Let's make it soon."

As they all made their way up to the 412th floor—now a place of celebration, not secrecy—the tower wasn't just a symbol of power anymore.

It was now the beginning of something even greater.

Chapter 23: The Tower of Truth and a Proposal of a Lifetime