Sold For Marriage

14. Heads up, she's my wife

Salam and hiiiiiiii. So anyways, as you all know these past few weeks maybe a month already, I haven't updated anything in this book at all and well the time had come where I finally update it. If you're reading this then I want to thank you for not forgetting about this book at all and also if you're a new reader, then I thank you too for reading this book despite of being on hold for a while but here we are mates. Ready to go.

As always, thanks for votes and comments.

NAZRUDIN

As I went back inside the room, I tried so hard to hide the blush on my face. I didn't know Zhafir knew about my feelings towards Zynah but apparently my brain decided that I have to promised him.

So much for bluffing.

I sat back down again on the chair, reading a news paper that lied on a small table beside me. I was staring at it blankly as I turned the pages around continuously. Even though my eyes were reading through the words printed out on the papers, my kind seems to have gone elsewhere. Especially to this one specific blonde girl.

"What were you and Zhafir talked about?" Zynah signed which made me broke out from my trance. I folded the newspaper in half, placed it back onto the table and shook my head.

"Nothing much" I signed back. Sighing, I leaned front. But obviously to keep a halal gap between us. "How are you feeling?"

And I never missed how her cheeks had reddened even though she turned her head around. Oh my Allah, I'm becoming a haraam man now.

I should be dead by now if Zhafir found out about this.

"I'm pretty okay" she signed, eyes adverting away from mine. I smiled at it, cute, I thought.

No no no no no Nazrudin. Calmed yourself down. Just no. You is haraam Nazrudin. You is very haraam. I is very disappointed in you Nazrudin.

I suddenly remembered about the promise I've made with Zhafir. And it was my intention to keep the promise.

Looking at her right now, she was the most beautiful person I've seen. Her blue eyes looking through out the window to look at the patients walking on the park, her eyes seemed turned into a cheerful one ad she gave out a small smile.

Ya Allah, she's so beautiful now with her hijab but how will she ever look like without one on?

-Woah woah, wait a sec there Nazrudin-

I'm seriously becoming a haraam man now. Due to the sudden realization of that, I immediately looked away. But I exerted to much force from turning my head around that the chair didn't even balanced well when my whole body was also affected by the force.

You got the damn thing right my dearest readers.

I fell onto the ground.

Oh but not just silent fell where I just fell flat on my bat kind of one, oh no it was not.

It's the one where you're holding a small table for support but actually bring you along with it into the ground and made a huge rattling noise because of it. Not to forget that I fell like a retarded person.

My head hit the ground first, but not hard enough for me to passed out, just painful enough to hurt when it's been touched.

Since the hospital bed was so tall when you lied on the ground, Zynah looked like she was standing on an edge of a cliff when she pooped her head to looked at me with a worried look on her face.