Imp Note before reading : Plzzzz reread last two chapters. Or else you would lose touch with the story and you won't find this final chap interesting.

So plz reread.

I am a humour writer so don't expect me too write a totally awesome revelation of the murderer. I don't write mysteries.

Maniks POV

I am the world's most dumbest guy.

I searched for Nandu everywhere, but forgot to check the CCTV .

As I walk towards the CCTV camera video storage room, I notice a paper on the floor.

" What's this" I ask myself.

I open the paper and see a few numbers on it.

"94528454**"

This has to be something Nandu left. This is just eight numbers.

Damn it.

The only option is CCTV.

I run into the room and open the computer and gets disheartened to find all videos inside the house had been deleted and all inside cameras are off.

Maybe I will get something from the porch cameras data.

I open to find a video.

Nandu was being dragged by a guy with a purple mask.

( why do all villains wear a black mask. I wanted something not so cliche. Lol).

" Manik follow my heart " she screamed.

" my rants .....help..." I heard her fading sound.

Follow her heart. Nandini never says such cheesy things.
Unless she is joking.
She won't be joking at this situation.
She never gets cheesy.
Unless she wants to piss me off or.....

She has another meaning to it.

What can it be. What does it mean by follow her heart? Its something about her rants.

She rants all the time. Damn it!

Ladies and gentleman, That's when flashback hit me.

Flash back- At the mall(nandus POV for flash back)

Suddenly the goon comes asks " what you doing"?

"Oh, we are doing aashique 2 roleplay" I say.

Apparently it looks exactly the same. Now the let it rain.

Let it rain all over me.

Why do these people keep coming into our life?
The goon exits the shop making me take the jacket off our heads.

"Seriously Nandu. Aashiqui 2 roleplay?" Manik says cracking up.

I notice the jacket and see that it has the number 24 written on it. Its fully black leather.

I suddenly say dramatically handing over the jacket " this would look absolutely amazing on you.
Oh my divine lover. Here you go. Accept this. This is my heart "

"You are one in a million" Manik says laughing.

Flashback ends

Maybe that's what she meant by follow her heart. I rush to the bedroom to see the jacket on the bed.

I grab the jacket and check all the pockets.

What could be the clue.

I suddenly notice the number printed on it. Maybe this is the clue.

Whose number can this be?

A day ago ( Nandini's POV)

Maniks getting me ice cream!!!! Wohoooooooo!!!

You guys don't know how awesome it is to watch a warm movie with a cold ice cream and a hot boyfriend. The best offer that you can pray for.

I plug my iPod to the speaker and put 'kala chashma' and started to dance.

Well i don't exactly feel ruthless to call it dance.

Does running around like a maniac with your hands and hips swaying considered as dance?If yes, then I am pro.

Suddenly I hear the shattering of a glass.

" kaka again dropped the tea set?" I sigh and ask myself.

As I enter the kitchen I see kaka tied up.

" kaka!!! Why the hell have you tied yourself up?" I asked with sheer foolishness.

Suddenly the kitchen door gets closed to reveal a guy with a purple mask.

" who are you" I squeal out. I take out my phone and call Manik. That's when the squeaky lady from the network company reminded that my phone balance was facing poverty.

What timing!! "Shit! No balance" I say exasperatly.

I heard him chuckle at my situation.

"Who are you" I ask again.

He ignores my question and walks towards me.

"Don't you come near me. Stay away, you purple masked donkey" I shout.

" its true what I heard. Maniks girlfriend has made him mad. Literally mad. You must be good at spreading your madness. You successfully made Manik mad". The guy said.

" Are you mad? You are keeping on calling me mad like a mad person. Your talks about madness is making me mad. You better stop saying mad or I else I will be bad. If I be bad, you will be sad for the rest of your life. Now make me glad by not saying mad or else I will be sad. If I am sad, Manik will be mad" I rant in an incredible speed.

" shut up!!!!!!!" He shouts.

My hand covers my mouth involuntarily.

He grabs my hand and starts walking
I am telling you guys he shouts like Manik. I think they are related.

I try my best to get loose from his hold. I use all my weight and sit on the floor.

See how being unfit and fat helps you.

He starts pulling me. I am swayed through the floor like a broom
I guess I am not that fat.

After perfectly five minutes, he had taken me to the camera room. He deleted all the video clips and switched of all cameras in the house.

He pulled me into the room and tied me on the chair.

He left his phone on the bed and went to the washroom.

Such an unprofessional kidnapper. Like which kidnapper leaves their phone on the bed.

Especially when my rope is lose.

Hehe.

I knew if I tried to escape now, I will get caught. Soon I have to use this time wisely.

That's when an idea struck me. I took his phone and managed to dial my number. I had muted my phone so that he wouldn't hear it.
I kept his phone back safely.

I take a pen laying next to the table and find the kidnappers number from my received calls.

"94528454..." I start to jot down suddenly I hear him coming out. I throw the pen in some direction and sit on the chair and pretend as if I am tied up.

He eyes me suspiciously.

" Good to see you are obeying to me". He says smirking.

I am sorry, I am a Rebel.

I didn't write the remaining two digits.'24'

I see Maniks jacket on the bed and by sheer luck and coincidence I notice that number on the jacket too is 24.

Again an idea struck. The kidnapper switched off all the cameras inside but there is one in the porch. I have to convey this to Manik without the kidnapper finding it suspicious.

I am fed up calling this purple faced 'the kidnapper'. I am gonna call him....... Bob"

So Bob is keeping on talking with a smirk.

He talks too much. More than me!!

Somehow everything fastened. Within five minutes he was dragging me outside.

As we reached the porch I yelled out " Manik follow my heart".

Remember a day or two ago I bought the jacket for him saying ' this is my heart'.

As I give Manik a clue telling how it is regarding my rants, bob covers my mouth and says " there is no one here for you to shout out to".

Bloody bob!

Maniks POV ( Present)

God knows whose number this is? I dial the number. The person on the other side accepts his call and he asks " hello. Who is this?"

If I impulsively threaten or question him, then I will lose my last hope in findind Nandu. I hang up the call.

Within twenty minutes I got his number traced.

Nandini's POV ( Present)

You all know the typical cliche dark rooms were kidnapped people are locked in?
That's were I am in. Bob is busy in his phone. I guess he is planning something.
Manik must be so worried. I hope he understand my clue.

I miss you Manik. I can't be weak in such a situation. I have to fight. Manik has already hurt his one hand. I hope nothing happens to him.

" I want to go to the washroom" I proclaim.

He gives me a unsure look and unties me.

"Don't you dare try to escape" he cautioned me.

" okay " I say.

As I was about to go to the washroom I heard an unfamiliar voice " seriously! You are letting her go. I thought you had a minimum intelligence ".

He came next to Bob who had taken off his mask. I don't have an idea who Bob is. But I surely know this guy. Harshad. I expected Harshad, but who is this Bob?

" Harshad" I mumble recalling all the time he hurted him.

Anger flowed into me.

He hurts manik along with that how can he deprive me from going to washroom.

He is gonna die!!!!!!! ( :p)
Maniks POV

I can't believe my effin eyes.

Its him. But why did he do this. He is standing along with Harshad and Nandini.
I could sense anger in Nandus face.

" you are the stupid monkey who hurted Manik so many times" she shouted.

She kept on shouting making Harshad slap her.

That's it. How dare he slap her.

I closed my eyes and controlled my anger. As I opened my eyes to go and beat the shit out of them, I notice an amazing scene.

Nandini kicked both of them where the sun doesn't shine.

Let's have a moment of silence of prayer for their future kids. ( AN; perverted me )

I think its time for me to make my entry.

I know Nandini has changed me and made me understand that revenge isn't an option. Both of them deserves to get free tickets to jail. But I wouldn't get peace if I didn't beat the shit out of them.

Harshad was an obvious culprit.

But him..... RAGHAV!! never. ( so here the culprit aka Nandini's Bob is revealed. I know that was really quite expected but my intentions throughout this book was only to make you smile).

Why would he do it? I guess its time to find out.

Nandini's POV

" You do not mess with my boyfriend" I shout.

Suddenly I hear a familiar voice " Yes Nandu, no one messes with your boyfriend. Apparently they did. So they have got to learn a lesson "

Well it was Manik!

A huge smile paved way to my face.

I run towards him and hug him. "Manik, thank God you found me".

He hugs me back and slowly breaks the hug. He walks towards the guys who were still on the floor wincing in pain and says " I can't believe this Raghav. Just because I broke you and Cabir up, you killed... my dad. You never even loved him."

So Bobs real name is Raghav? Bob is such a better name. I am gonna call him Bob itself.

Both the guys manage to get up .

" Manik Malhotra!! Your right, I never was in love with. Cabir. But I surely was in love with his financial status and his fathers company 'dhawan industries. I never wanted to kill your dad. I wanted to kill you. Unfortunately your dad took your place'" Bob the asshole says.

Next the expected happened! Manik was beating Raghav like there was no tomorrow. I managed to inform the police through Bobs own phone.
As I finished informing the police, I notice Harshad trying to hit Manik from behind.

You ain't hurting my love again Mr. Saxena.

I grabbed the steel chair and started hitting him.

I hit him straight on his stomach. Well that looked like a helicopter shot.

Within minutes both of them were on the floor. The police arrived and took them away.

Manik turned towards me and hugged me.

" you alright?" He asked.

" I can be alright with two or three ice creams. He broke the hug with a cute smile.

I returned a smile. He slowly leaned in. I moved back and said with a smirk " not so easily Manik. You took so much time to find me. You need a punishment. You aren't going to get a small peck from me today. This is a promise to myself".

" nandu!!!" He whined like a two year old.

"Awwww. So cute" I say and peck his lips.

" You just broke your own promises" Manik says smirking.

" What to do? Manik Malhotra is irresistible! " I say.

He pulls in for another deep and passionate kiss.

" woah what was that" I ask breaking the kiss.

" What to do? Nandini Moorty is irresistible " Manik says

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Wohooooo! Longest chap ever. This is the second last chapter. You still have one more chapter and an epilogue left.

If there is anything confusing about this chapter then, please comment and say so I can immediately correct.

Don't forget to start reading Ira and the two idiots after this for the same kind of pagalpan.

I wanted to ask one last thing. Is there any reader here who watches Ishqbaaz? Coz I am crazily addicted to it. More than manan!!

I am planning on writing an ff in telly updates on Ishqbaaz. So if u want I can give you the name of the ff when I start.

If u do not watch Ishqbaaz. Plz try watching it on hotstar. It is effin crazy amazing