Mahira's POV
" Are you feeling good? " Ryan asked me. I just nodded.
" Why are you so busy in this laptop, get attention to what I am saying. " He said again. But I was busy ignoring him. It was fun to ignore a Mafia and watch their controlling capacity.
" Okay, fine. I am sorry. Please don't ignore me... Please. " He tried to please me, but I was not satisfied.
So, he walked to my side. I was acting as if I am watching the Korean drama 'Descendants of the Sun' with English subtitles. Though I have already seen that before already, but the cute scenes are irresistible.
He sat down on his knees. This caught my attention.
" Ryan, what are you doing? "
" Let me confess today. "
" What? "
" Mahira, I love you infinite times. I am not a person to say speeches and those romantic lines. I am like, what I have to say, I will say it, directly not indirectly and concluding your speech with what you wanted to say... It's just that I love you and only you. "
I was jumping like a maniac in my mind.
So cute... I said to myself.
" But I don't love you, cause after what you did... It's the least possibility to love you back. " I replied.
" Look at them at least. They are so cute. " Ryan sat beside me and watched the scenes.
" Okay then, let us watch this. " I played the video after the 'RED VELVET' song where the couples fight out of jealous.
" You think, I haven't seen this k_drama? " He asked.
" Maybe, cause you don't have free time... " I answered.
" Ohh really. Then listen. I have seen the whole episodes. But still, play it. I love Song Hye Kyo." He said.
What?
"Nopes. Song Joong-ki is love. " I replied.
" Hye-Kyo "
" Joong-ki "
" Hye-Kyo "
" Joong-ki "
" Hye-Kyo "
" Joong-ki "
" Will you stop it now? " Ryan said in frustration.
" Awww, my hubby is jealous. "
" Yes, I am. Cause you are mine and no one else. " He pushed me a little, hovering me and we were so close that we were about to kiss, but the damn phone.
*Rings*
*Rings*
" Move now. " I said and pushed him away.
" Hello. " I said.
" Is it Mahira on the call? "
" Yes. "
" I am Zamir. I am Nureen's husband. "
" Yes. " I said trying to recall her.
Ohh! Nureen. Yes, she was missing from the friend's pictures. My bestie.
" Actually, I get to know this from Catherine that you are her best friend. So, I just need to ask if she is with you? "
" No. We didn't even meet after your nikkah. " I replied after recalling Catherine, my roommate, and Nureen's google.
" Okay. Sorry for disturbing you. "
" Wait... Tell me what happened? "
" She is missing for over half a month and police is like not taking it seriously. "
" WHAT? "
" Yes... "
" Okay, let me help you. Tell me more details. " I asked and we had a conversation with him for more than an hour and then I took the responsibility of searching her.
Ya Allah, keep her safe.
Author's POV
" So, what's next plan? " One of them asked.
" All the responsible ladies are kidnapped. "
" Very good, Son "
" And even the apartment is also filled with the people we want to take revenge with... "
" So, the next move will be from them. "
" Correct. But before that, I need to kidnap Haya too. " A fifties old woman said, pouring the glasses with wine.
" What? But she is your daughter. " She distributed the glasses and replied.
" Naah! She is not. She was just a girl, I adopted for my use... "
" Okay, as you wish. CHEERS! "
" CHEERS! "
to be continued
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