Agile

Lock-Picking

That evening, the weather is quite gloomy. It was dribbling since afternoon. As if like the weather changed all of the human's activities. The corridors are quiet. No laughters are heard. No annoying car honks from below. What's left is an ideal situation for someone stressed to calm their guts.

Fareez woke up from his sleep. Eyes rubbed. His yawning mouth is closed by his right hand. He then stood up and stretched his body. Some of his bones 'cracked' due to intense stretching. He had been accompanying Intan and Ainin since morning. He fulfilled every single one of their needs. Twisties, Mr Potato, Oreo, Pepsi. They asked many things. Especially Ainin. She wanted a reflexology massage! Fareez understands. He himself will be like her when he is in her spot. Thank god the hospital gives Fareez a comfy lazy chair for him to rest. Or else, he might need to sleep on the floor and stand up for the rest of the day.

At the right side of the ward is Intan's bed and on the left side near the window is Ainin's bed.

Sometimes Fareez wonder, why does he sacrifices himself going up and down the stairs to go to the grocery store at the ground floor just to fulfill Ainin's needs.

Am I starting to have a feeling for her? 

Ainin and Intan had severe injuries based on what the doctor said. Ainin broke his left arm and right leg. Intan broke her right rib. The doctor said, Intan is lucky her internal organs are not damaged. If not, she may be dead by now. Fareez isn't a doctor but he has an interest of being one. But Fareez knows if Intan and Ainin are in this condition right now, they won't be able to fight for the finals tonight.

Fareez stood back up again and wore his flip flops. Intan is sleeping. It looks like the curtain that divides Intan's and Ainin's bed is covering Ainin's bed. Maybe Ainin's had woke up and is changing clothes.

"Ainin, I'm going to the grocery store. Do you want anything?" asked Fareez.

Silence. No answer. Fareez approached Ainin's bed. Is she sleeping? But why would she close the curtains when sleeping?

"Eh, Ainin. Are you there? I want to go to.." asked Fareez again.

He opened the curtain.

"...the grocery store."

Noone. Ainin is not there. Fareez rushed to the bathroom. She's not there either. Then he went to the ward entrance, still nobody there. Coincidentally, Detective Hazim was just arriving.

"Coach? Have you seen Ainin?" asked Fareez

"Eh? Aren't you supposed to watch her?" Detective Hazim looked at Ainin's empty bed.

Fareez and Detective Hazim went to the corridor. Their eyes are peeled, looking around the corridor. They can't even see the cute body and face of that young lady. It's quite weird how she can go far with her bad condition. She needs to walk with crutches. But still, her walking pace is really slow.

"Fareez, try calling her." asked Detective Hazim.

Fareez grabbed his mobile phone. He then dialled Ainin's number. All of a sudden, Titanium by Sia is playing in the ward. Detective Hazim looked at the table beside Ainin's bed. Her iPhone SE is left there. Or purposely left there. Nobody knows for now.

"God damn it. Tonight's the finals and now she went missing." said Detective Hazim. There's a splash of anger and worried in his face.

"But.. she can't even fight tonight. Either she stays here or go with us, it'll be the same anyway." replied Fareez.

"Of course nothing will change. But, things like this lose our concentration. It's okay. Let's try searching for her first." explained Detective Hazim.