Kabir missing

Asmaira looked at him blankly, not understanding what he was saying.

"I said get out of my house right now, before I kill you", he growled

Seeing her unmoved, he pounced on her and dragged her mercilessly out of the mansion, throwing roughly on the ground.

"Driver!", he yelled, breathing heavily.

"Take her to her home and if she denies, just throw her on the road", with that he walked into the mansion.

Amaan was on a call with his security team lead when Salar and Fariya walked in smiling and busy in their conversation. Looking at their son's rumpled look Salar asked, "What's wrong Amaan?"

"Dad, Kabir", Amaan's eyes were moist seeing his father. Like a 3 year old, he wanted his father to help him.

"Kabir? Is Asmaira alright?", Fariya interrupted.

Why is she so concerned about her, Amaan cursed Asmaira.

"Asmaira? I am talking about Kabir", Amaan replied in annoyance.

"I know..." before Fariya could say more, Amaan froze. He heard Kabir's giggle and saw that Jamshed was carrying him.

"Kabir", he said in a loud voice and hugged him tightly surprising everybody.

"Thank God you are safe", he cried.

"What happened Amaan and I thought you were coming after 2 days", Salar questioned his son with concern.

"Dad, my meeting was over so I came early and when I came Kabir was missing. I have been searching for him like a mad", still holding Kabir in his arms.

"And I informed Mehwish that I will be coming today's afternoon".

"How is Asmaira, where is she?", Fariya felt something was wrong.

Amaan was speechless. He doesn't know how to answer his mother. Irritated with her son, Fariya asked Maya to call her.

"She is not there", Amaan replied immediately, not making eye contact with his mother.

"What do you mean?"

"I...I...."

"Amaan what did you do?"Fariya immediately was wary.

Taking a deep breath Amaan said, "I blamed her for Kabir and sent her back home".

"What". It was not a question, but a disappointment.

"Why did you blame her? Kabir was with us", Jamshed asked this time clearly irked with his brother's impulsiveness.

"She said she didn't know where Kabir was", Amaan said in a complaining tone.

"Mehwish, where is she?", something struck Fariya.

"Did you not inform Asmaira before taking Kabir with you?", Fariya questioned her daughter.

"She..she was sleeping and I told Amber to inform her", Mehwish justified.

Shit! Amaan thought.

Long after Maya, who spoke with the rest of the staff came back and informed everything to Fariya who was enraged. Sensing the tension in the room, Salar consoled his wife before returning to Amaan, "Go to her home and get her now, you will apologize to her".

Amaan frowned and was reluctant to go. He initially thought he would ask the same driver to fetch her.

"You blamed her for no reason and you will be the one to apologize and get her back".

"Dad, but she said she also doesn't know", Amaan retaliated.

"So did you call us to check once?", Fariya said.

This time Amaan clearly understood his mistake. Nevertheless, he went to her home. The last time he went there was to get Raina and he detests that family and its people. They were the same people who denied meeting Raina when she needed them.

"What are you doing here?"Ehsan lost his cool seeing Amaan at their doorstep.

"Uncle, I am sorry", Amaan apologized unwillingly.

"Sorry? Oh my..sorry for what? Ehsan mocked him. They were still on the doorstep.

"Whatever happened was a misunderstanding", Amaan was miffed, but chose to explain patiently.

"Misunderstanding? What is this new game you and your wife is playing?". Ehsan questioned.

"Sir, I know I am wrong, but please call Asmaira", Amaan lost his cool with Ehsan's behavior.

"Who Asmaira, we don't have anybody by that name".

"I am here to take her back, don't make it difficult for me please". Amaan sighed.

"What do you mean take her back? Is she not at your place?", Suraiya came around the door and asked hastily.

Something is wrong, Amaan thought.

"She didn't come here today?"Amaan questioned getting impatient.

"Ha, looks like you can't even take care of your wife and she chose you over her family. What an irony", Ehsan snorted and was closing the door.

Holding the door Amaan asked strongly, "choosing me over her family?".

"Yes, I don't understand what my daughters saw in you. She chose to leave her family and marry you. I disown her". Ehsan said indifferently.

"Ehsan, please she might be in danger, you know her how she gets scared easily", Suraiya pleaded.

"She should have thought that when she agreed never to step back in my home". With that, he slammed the door shut, leaving Amaan dumbfounded.

Immediately he returned to the mansion and hastily called for the driver who sent Asmaira home.

"Sir, madam asked me to stop the car in the middle and said she will go by herself".

"Where are you Asmaira?", Amaan mumbled while rubbing his forehead.

Slap

In the living room, only the sound of a slap resonated. Amaan stood with his face slightly sideways with the impact of the slap from his mother. Ishaal covered her mouth while Hania consoled her mother in law. Jamshed and Salar were on call with their contacts to find Asmaira. It was already midnight and Asmaira was neither at her parent's house nor the mansion.

"If anything happened to her, I will not forgive you. I promised Raina to take care of her", when Amaan heard Raina's name he raised his head to look at his angry mother.

"Yes, it was because of Raina. It was Raina's last wish to see you get married to her sister".

Amaan was shocked by the revelation.

"You always blamed Asmaira for everything, you thought she was taking Raina's place but she never. She never did anything that Raina used to do. It was you who were looking for Raina in her. It was you who couldn't accept the reality and vent your frustration on her".

"Where were you when your son was sick? When your son needed his father? Did you ever think how a newborn baby survived without his mother? We almost lost him, we lost Kabir but Asmaira came as a hope. She brought light into Kabir's life. You didn't see that, did you?".

Fariya's words were reverberating in his mind. He was in his room, exhausted by the journey as well as with the revelation. Why did Raina want him to marry Asmaira? Why did Asmaira choose him over her family?. It was too much for him to take and in frustration he threw his phone.

He slumped on the couch and closed his eyes in despair.

Ring!

He opened his eyes to his phone ring. He searched and looked in the direction of ringing and saw it lying beneath the dresser. When he was about to grab his phone below the dresser to answer he noticed something else. He took the phone and while answering the call he pulled a diary beneath the dresser.

A paper slipped out of it while he was holding it. The moment he set his eyes on the paper he was still. How could he not recognize the handwriting. It was Raina's handwriting. He disconnected the call immediately without letting the other person on call to complete and grabbed the letter.

Dear Ashi,

Please don't tear the letter before you read it. It will be my last letter to you. I am sorry I let you down and left you. Please don't be mad at me and forgive me. I am already dying and by the time you get this letter I will be dead.

I can't die peacefully knowing my son, Kabir will be alone. Yes! I named him Kabir. You remember how obsessed I was with the same. Please help me in dying peacefully. Please take care of my Kabir when I am gone.

I can never trust anyone with my baby except you Ashi, Please I beg you to take care of my Kabir and love him like his mother.

Please, it is my last wish, please marry Amaan. I know you hate him because of me but I am leaving behind my two most precious things, Amaan and Kabir.

Please take care of them when I am gone. Please.

Love,

Raina.

The letter slipped from Amaan's hand. If Fariya's words were tormenting him, then the letter doomed him. He came out of his trance when there was a knock on his door.

They found out where Asmaira was and Jamshed was calling him to inform him the same. He quickly drove with Jamshed and Salar not asking where they were going. His breathing stopped when Jamshed parked the car near the police station.