...Letter from Aaraa:...

...Hello, I am Aaraa. A student of arts from Collogibal College. I've submitted all my information regarding my entrance exam in your Be-lin Shie office. Please valid my ……request and reply my place....

...Thanking you,...

...Your Aaraa....

'oh! it's her again.' -Ren signs in terror.

'who?' - Dreck queries.

'who will it be? It's Aaraa. Asking about her interview marks.' sorrows

'Ha! so what? Isn't she qualified?'

'No she was'

'Then what's wrong to message her that she was qualified?' - Dreck helps Ren

'Its about because she is very tough to handle.'

'whats wrong with it?'

Actually she was the one who has got high score in all the examinations and she was even impressed by our CEO. But..it's just....just...' Ren tries hard to say but..

'Just what?'

'Its that she is Pregnant.'

'What?' -Dreck

.......

It's the early summer, where the fresh mint leaves seems to start their scorch under the sun.

Hello! I am Dreck. Twenty three years. Working under the company of Be-lin Shie. It's the most one and only well developed company in my hometown. Every kid's goal is to climb the stairs of this company atleast once. Ofcourse, our hometown is not so maintained well in agriculture field. But it has all its roots of the trade business.

Be-lin Shie is the company for all the Novelists, who are the accelerators in writing the stories or in poems.

Every year my company competes with the Paris- Winnerland, a company which has almost ten billions of people liked by their criteria. Comparing to the Winnerland, Be-lin have seven billions of ratings. So, currently my boss is tiring all of us, the management association members to introduce new and we'll hand powered writer's to on the stage of our Be-lin.

Yes, it's really tiring for me to join in that type of company in this small age. But I have no other option to survive than struggling. My only work in the office is to collect all the data's of newly added writer's and arranging them into a newly secondary section and then clicking them one by one to read their history of bio-data and rearranging them to new groups and assigning their work.

It's really tiring, tiring, tiring. For that I need to get up at morning Seven, and having a breakfast through the path of my office and massaging my eyes regularly as I will work on computer more than eight hours. And my friend named Ren, a troublist have me to save him from my boss and manger.

There's a rule in my office that

any person who is above twenty years old can be admitted into the office.

They can work atleast five years once admitted, and also even work after their retirement by scoring the paper of 'Writpo'.

Every gender has permitted to be admitted by the company.

But no pregnant lady's can be admitted.

....So that's what is....Be-lin Shie

'What? She is pregnant?' Dreck investigates.

'Yup' Ren deeply moves.

'Then why don't you just say to her that no pre....is allowed.' Dreck enlarges.

'How can I? when already our boss, the CEO has signed her contract.'

'What how come? our boss do that?' Dreck drinks water with a sudden startle.

'I too don't know. It must turns out that she just got it.' Ren thinks.

' What that 'it'? ' Dreck doesn't gets it.

'what! don't you get it. It seems she newly got her pregnancy. So that ...it turns out to be....like this.'

'Then what you do? Say to boss?' Dreck rethinks and asks Ren

'No way. If boss here that he signed a contract to a lady who is pregnant... I will be doomed for sure.' Ren cries in fear.

'Why will you be doomed?'

'Its because, it was me who is charging her account and assigning. So I will be blamed. I cannot do this. Can you help me? please Dreck...'