11 Chapter:11-Finally, I Can Hold You I'm My Arms

(Mint POV)

"where are you, Martin?"

I WAS ASKING MYSELF THIS QUESTION AGAIN AND AGAIN. like it was the desire of my heart to make sure this particular person to be found. I was like if I find him, I can find the answer for myself for sure. so I was...

I was running, this was for the purpose of searching for him. the heart inside my chest was pumping differently/unusual than other days. it was beating up like crazy, it might get explode. maybe that was the fault of my worries that makes my heart sense terror.

I was navigating that person just for a glimpse and wishing for one person safety particularly more than others. It might be the moment when I think for sure, for me, he was the most important human being alive in this entire world. I was moving through the crowd all along with my car and was searching all over the street.

"he might be somewhere near."

I was keeping faith in my heart and my eyes on the street, examining every little detail while I was riding my car. the manager handed out his location when the last time his phone was activated.

"It was right here. oh! God the road is not in the condition to cross by a car."

by just speaking that, I thought it would be better for me, I park my car just there at the side of the blockade and it would be better if I follow my steps further.

when I entered that vast destructed area, I can't clearly see the traces of him but I can watch people's struggles for having themselves, caught in these circumstances. the massive wreckage all over the streets cause people to go into vain, I can sense people's sea of fear and pain that has captures the surrounding aura. which makes me much and more worried about him. I was asking people about him while searching for him.

"Hey man, you lend me your hand. we need to take him to the emergency centre nearby."

"He does not seem like he can walk, I'll carry him on my back."

the person who asked for my help was one of those people who lend their hands for the rescue. but he didn't look like he was sent by the government agency for rescue. so I asked him out.

"if I'm not mistaken, you don't look like you belong to a rescue squad."

"ya, you are saying right. I'm not. I'm just a common person who is helping these people in need."

"I can see these many people lend their hands for help."

"The rescue squad isn't here yet and we don't know how much time will they take to appear here. however one of the men I from the common people has suggested us all to help those people in need."

"Sir, you are doing a great job. even you don't know these people, you came for help."

"ah! it's not a big deal. and also it was not a time to think about that type of typical stuff. if I didn't lend my hands, how can I consider myself as a wise human being? I know many people may not join their hands, they might not want trouble for themselves. I can understand why. even they were stuck with the label "selfish" they have their reason not to do so. I might have a choice not to help too. but that's just a typical shit of my bad attitude. and besides, I might just see either suffer who are in need. I am unable to look into my daughter's eyes when I get home safe without helping in this unfortunate event. and if I can help, why should I sit around and do nothing? I can see these many people are here injured with this unexpected trauma, I should lend myself not as a good person but as having a personal satisfaction so I can sleep at night peacefully."

yup, his motive was reasonable. that apply to every human being who is decent. and after all, people need people in many to expect like helping them in many ways, giving good advice and many more, that's how a society runs. I didn't have much conversation with him. but as he asked me to carry the man, I went him them to the centre they created.

"Mom!!"

"Oh! My child, you are safe."

(the girl who request Martin for finding her mother finally meet with her mom. her mom hugged her daughter. she was crying a lot actually both of them were crying a lot after they meet.)

In this whole process, I didn't forget about Martin for a single second. I still wanna know where is he.

"Look there are many people coming this way."

"Wait they have their uniform."

"yes, they are rescue squad."

"We are finally saved."

a bunch of armies soldier with rescue square team, firefighters and doctors finally came as a hope for the injured people. I was happy with all of them. they funny made it. but wait!!!

"look the person who leads us in this typical situation is with them."

"Yes, it's him. I have not asked his name though. but Brooks like a college student."

I was turned my head in order to see the person's face they were mentioning.

"What is this beat, I'm experiencing presently. is that!!!!"

in this situation outshining from others, like an angel I can see him coming towards here, where I stand.

I saw, Martin, carrying men besides his left arms and waking over here. I was just said in my mind what a helping nature. I might be correct about my decision that I'm going to take today.

he was talking to the soldier. I don't know what was their conversation was but as soon as we make an eye contact my tears burst out of my eyes. and him, he saw and ran through me. everything stared, it was like a miracle to see him safe, completely unharmed. my heartfelt relief.

finally, I see he was there on the other side. coming to me with tears and having a typical sad-mad face. he jumped on me as soon as he fat bear me.

"What a relief."

It spoke out from my tongue. hugging him so desperately and tight that if I can go beyond I'll surely crush his bones.

"I was so worried about, do you to know Mint?"

he cried loud enough that my heart can sense his heartbeat, that much rapidly and strongly beating that I can felt his pulse on my chest. that was even stronger then I was having mine. I take a deep breath and hold into his body in my arm. and asked again for the final time.

"My dear heart is this really that zing I was waiting for all the Time. getting confused, jealous, hurt all these kind of emotional issue when seeing him with someone else?"

the answer gives me "DEFINITELY"

I cried

"are you all right?"

I was such a fool, all that time I was trying to conclude my feels for him. that was not even that much complicated. why? why did I like this?

but, whatever.

I now can call him by his name in another meaningful way more than a friend.

"I Fancy You."