My heart is meant to be yours...

CHAPTER 64: THE BOMB JACKET

Shreya P.O.V.:

I got into the car and asked the chauffeur to drive home. I got busy with my calls. I then noticed we weren't on the route that leads us home. I asked the chauffeur "This isn't the route to the house right ? Where are you taking me ?" Then, I felt someone put a cloth covering my mouth and nose. After that, I was blank. I didn't know what happened.

Daya P.O.V.:

Dada ji and Bhaiyya were using all their influence to find my Pari. All I could do is sit helpless. We came back home and waited for some clue. I never felt so helpless. It's afternoon already and I still don't have Pari with me.

Bhabhi brought a glass of water for me. She said "Drink some water Daya." I declined.

Mom persuaded "Daya, drink it."

I said "Mom, how do you expect me to drink water when I don't even know if my Pari is fine. She didn't even have her breakfast this morning. I'm not going to eat or drink anything till she comes back."

I looked at Maa. She was crying while Papa was consoling her. I then looked at Sachin bhaiyya and Ishu. Sachin bhaiyya was on the verge of breaking down while Ishu was crying. Purvi was consoling her.

I went to Maa and kneeled on before her. I took her hands into mine and said "Maa, I'm very sorry that I broke my promise. I promised you that I'll take care of Shreya more than myself. I couldn't keep up the promise. It's my mistake that I left her alone. Please forgive me."

Papa said "Daya, don't be sorry. You're not at fault. Shreya will be fine."

I then went to Ishu, took her to the couch and made her sit. I took the glass of water from Bhabhi and made her drink it. I said "Ishu, I'll bring back Anshi."

She hugged me and cried. I hugged her back. She said "I trust you Jeeju."

I seperated from the hug and went to Abhijeet bhaiyya. I asked him "Any news yet ?" He nodded in a no.

I said "Bhaiyya-" I was cut off the by the notification in my phone. I took the phone out if my pocket and found a video message. I played the video. The video broke my heart into peices. Pari's Choora adorned hands and feet were tied to the chair. She was unconscious.

I said"Bhaiyya.. Shreya...My Pari....We need...to save..her.." It had become hard for me to form words.

Bhaiyya took the phone from me. He said "Dushu, play this video on the laptop." Dushu went and brought the laptop. I did nothing but watch the video over and over again. I noticed something in the background.

I said "Dushu, zoom in." He zoomed in and I saw the number 63/11 on the wall behind.

I told bhaiyya "Bhaiyya, that's is 63/11. Can you find any clue with it ?"

Dada ji said "That's the format we number the godowns here. I'll find out who's godown is 63/11." Dada ji called someone and enquired about the number.

Dada ji informed us "That is Pratham's godown."

Kajal Bhabhi asked "The same one who attacked you in the Mela ?" Dada ji nodded.

I could see a ray of hope. Now, I'll find my Pari and bring her back. I said "Bhaiyya, let's go and bring Pari."

Bhaiyya said "No Daya. I'll go with the police. You stay home."

I said "No bhaiyya. I'm coming. Please. I promise I won't interfere in your work." Bhaiyya looked skeptical about it but he allowed me to come along.