𝐌𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧 ✔

Chapter 40

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"Leaving forever...."
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Ayan's POV:

"Sir, we have searched everywhere... But couldn't find her.
We are really sorry sir."
I cut the call immediately as tears ran vigorously from my eyes.

Another call and no news...
A day has passed but there wasn't any trace of her.

Do I really deserve this kind of punishment? A day has passed... I don't know what is her condition. I don't know has eaten or not...

The Ayan Siddique, whom no one has seen crying, is now crying in front of everyone.
But I feel that these cries are still nothing to make my heart light.

I just want to see my Ayaah for once and make sure she is okay.
I want to embrace her so right that she never thinks of leaving me ever again.

"Ayan, we will find her... Don't worry buddy!" Imtiaz said as I looked at him with my eyes that held redness and tiredness altogether,

"Will... Will she be okay? Imtiaz..." I said as my voice was cracking.
He didn't answer but just looked down. My heartbeat raised as I looked at him raged.

I grabbed his collar and yelled,
"WHY AREN'T YOU ANSWERING HUH??
ANSWER ME!
ANSWER ME NOW!!!
SHE WILL BE ALIVE! WON'T SHE?"

I don't know what am I doing... I want my wife back!
I will burn the whole world if I don't see her soon.

My dad came and pulled me away from Imtiaz.
"Ayan, please calm down! We all are trying our best to find Ayaah. Your behavior may ruin everything!" Dad said as he rubbed my shoulder to calm me down.

Those eyes filled with rage started to become moist again.
As more tears left my eyes.

I looked at dad as painful sobs left my mouth.
"Where is she dad? Where is she!
Will we ever find her? I need her in my life dad...
I need her in every step I take towards the future.
But she didn't even consider talking to me before she left dad! Am I so bad? Why did she do this Dad?" I said as the pain inside my heart increased more.

"Everything will be alright son...
Just put your trust in Allah!" Dad said but I couldn't keep my heart stable.

"Bhai, I found this note and painting in Bhabi's room." Rafi said and I turned to her.
She handed me the note and the painting.

It was a painting of mine.

I looked at the painting as I it portrayed me... The way she thinks of me.
I could feel the brushes of her fingers as I touched the painting...
Nikhar used to tell me that Ayaah makes painting of mine but I never seen any of it.

This is the first painting, I am seeing of mine by her.
Unknowingly a smile formed on my lips as tears glistened my eyes.
How closely she used to observe me!
But the sadness covered me again.

I opened the note with my trembling hands...
I couldn't gather the courage to read it...
But bracing myself, I opened the note.

"Dear Ayan...

I can't tell you to forget me...
I know you can't... But I am asking you to move on...."

I just read that bit and I felt rage building inside my body. I tore the note into pieces ..
And tore the painting along with it...

My I felt rage inside my eyes as tears blurred my vision.
How can she even talk like that!! Doesn't she understand how much I love her! After all of this, how can she ask me to move on from her!