Sold For Marriage

13. Anxities comes and goes

NAZRUDIN

I know driving recklessly fast is reckless. But what can I do?

I was panicking, having anxieties. I never knew that I was feeling this way. I was never the emotional guy, well I am, but I always know how to keep my emotions in check. But this? Even the thought about it already scares me.

When Chris had called me, I was at the college, talking animatedly with my friends. However, when he had said that she had fainted and was admitted to school, my breathe had stopped and my heart was shattered.

I remember my friends giving me weird looks when I just dashed out from the college building, searching frustratingly for my car, but I knew that I genuinely felt scared.

My heart was beating uncontrollably and anxieties kept on coming instead of going. I pray to Allah that nothing bad had happened to her.

I was broke out from my thoughts when there was a car suddenly swerved away from me. Ya Allah, I have to stay calm. Or all of this will be in vain.

As I parked my car in the parking lot, I immediately got out. Not caring the fact that I haven't took a shower or that I looked like a huge mess since I still wore my mickey mouse pajamas. It was early in the morning and Chris had to called me on 6 am. I had almost fell asleep from praying Fajr. 

As I got into the building, I saw that the people were giving glances at me.
However I did not cared about that as Zynah was my top priority right now.

If it's not without Farukh's and Alia's remark, I would be confused on why would I even rushed into this. But clearly the answer is the fact that I have started to take a liking on Zynah is probably why.

I tapped on the elevator's button furiously. I realized that I must be so impatient by the fact that people kept on giving me weird looks. I was wearing a damn mickey mouse pajama to school, what do you expect?

When the elevator had dinged opened, I was immediately filled with relief when there were no one inside. A small room with people in it would probably make me very anxious.

As I went in the elevator, there were two more people coming in. A blond and a blonde. They both looked alike so I assumed that they are siblings.

"W-what fl-floor?" I stuttered. Dammit. Stay calm Nazrudin.

"The fifth" he said as he looked at me. I nodded and tap the fifth floor. I realized that I was shaking so bad so I recite some dzikrs to calmed myself down and tried to hold my hands together.

Until I felt someone patted on my back. I instantly looked back from the surprised and saw the blond smiled at me. Now that I realized, he was the same age around me.

"Calm down bro. You're a Muslim right? Recite some of those, idk, dzikrs? I also had a Muslim friend and he always does that, I gotta say it worked on him" he said and the blonde beside him gave me a big grin.

I nodded slowly and the elevator dinged opened. I looked that the floor number and saw that it was the fifth floor. As they both left the small room, the blond turned around and gave me a thumbs up until the doors closed. The elevator didn't moved yet so I leaned on the wall and bought my hand to my chest where my rapidly beating heart was placed.

I breathed in and out, reciting the words of Allah and the prophet Muhammad here and there. When I felt my heart slowly calmed down, even though I still felt anxious, I snapped up my head and tap the seventh floor where Zynah was designated.

I silently thanked the blond man quietly and went out when the doors opened once again. The moment my foot took a step outside, I was immediately felt anxious but not bad than earlier.