Karthick's pov:

"Ok little guy shall we find your mom?"

I asked.

"No mommy....aadhuuu"
He said while looking around.
The little guy speech was difficult to understand so I assumed he said "he couldn't find his mother" in the above text.

"Where did you come from? That hotel? The nearby park? That office building? That club?"

I asked and he started to cry now.

I am going mad in tension why would his mom or dad will be in the club with a child in tow .

"I...cam..e ...wi..th ...aaa..dh..uu..."

"What dear?"

"I....ca..."
He started crying hard.

"Oh ok sorry please don't cry ok? I will find your mom!"

I said and he was not stopping.

Now I understand why my mom always say I am bad with kids!
I cannot even stop a kid from crying.

"Baby look uncle will buy you chocolates...will you stop crying now?"

I said.

Did you just mention yourself as uncle?

Asked my brain.

'This is not the time' I said back.

"Aa..dhu....aa..dhu...."
The little one now cried louder.
With the sound he is calling I can only make out ' aaa...' and ' uuuu...'

We stood in the middle of road searching for a lady or a guy with a panic expression.
Screw me.

We stood there for literally 10 minutes but no sign of little guy's parents.

"Baby can we at least go to my car and call someone?"

I asked the little guy.

"No...n....o....aa..dhu...wi..ll ...co...me...!"

He said and cried louder if I took one step forward in any direction.

"No baby come with me please..."

I said and he got down from my arms.

As I tried to drag him towards my car he got hold of grills of the nearby gate.

"Little one...please..."

I started to beg him at this point.

"Siddu..my baby! "
I heard a panicked voice as I lift my head to see the source I found her.

It was the same woman.

It was her who hit that Gopal Varma with her car. She was the woman I met that night under some really bad circumstance.

She ran to me and got hold of the kid all the time me standing like a statue.

Relief was visible in her eyes she hugged and kissed the child numerous times.

As I got back to reality I waited patiently for her to notice my presence.
No...to give a large lecture don't be careless with a child again.

And she did notice my presence she did the thing I least expected.
She gave a right slap in my right cheek.
What in the green earth?

As my mind registered what just happened anger flared in me. I gave her a death glare.

"Are you trying to kidnap my child?"
Came her angry voice!
Why the hell will I kidnap her child?
First of all Do I look like a kidnapper?

"Do you know who I am?"
I literally shouted at the delicate figure.

She was shaking bad in fear with her child tucked in her arms.

The crowd stared to increase and few people started to defend her.
Someone called the local police station and in between the crowds she started to disappear like last time.

Some guy in the guy had guts to hold my shirt collar and say few curse words for trying to kidnap a innocent child.

Soon the police vehicle arrived and walked out the local inspector of the area
Kathir Velu with a smirk playing on his lips.
The first thing he did seeing me was laughing.
God my fate today!

"What's the problem here?"

Hearing his loud voice the crowd to moved to give him way .

"Sir this guy tried to kidnap a kid..."
A blue shirt guy in the public answered his question.

"Oh really "
Came his reply with him really trying to control his laughter.
Really you are going to die in my hands my friend.
I gave him a death glare.

"Answer them ACP KARTHICK PRAKASH did you try to kidnap a child?"
The blue colour shirt guy in a lightning speed took out the hand from my shirt.

"I am sorry sir. Please forgive me.."
The guy said in a scared voice.

"At last you guys understand that a ACP will not kidnap a child! Now move away please."
Came Kathir's voice.

Without giving a second glance I started to move towards the police jeep.
I was already embarrassed enough.

On the way back home I got a box of Mothi laddu as it was my mom's favourite.

Reaching home I entered kitchen to see my mom cooking lunch for us. I back hugged her.

"Ah you came how was your day? Any progress in the case you dealt with today karthi?"She asked with a smile.

"It went good mom should I take this to the table?"

I asked looking at the cooked meals.

"Mom it would have went very good how would it not? Getting a tight slap from a girl that too in front of public how the day can go any bad?"
Krithi my sister said coming to dining table.
F*** how come she knows it?

"Meanwhile was slap hard dear? Did it hurt bad?"
Came my mother's mocking voice.

"How did you know it?"
I asked pinching my sister's ear.

"Ah brother it's paining...."
She said defending herself from my tight grip.

"Answer me devil..."
I asked her.

"Your pet doggie told me the next minute ..."
She laughed while seating herself in the dining table.
Adi...the noodles head has a death wish really.

"Kids stop behaving like 5 year old's"
She said and informed us also that dad and elder brother would reach in 10 minutes.
We had a good time as a family after ages.

That night lying in the bed I went through today's incidents.

That young girl I saw 2 years back now have turned into a beautiful women. She looked so delicate at the same time she was strong...she looked so innocent at the same time she had guts to slap me!

I replayed the scene again in my mind she looked scared when I raised my voice. Did she not remember my voice?

It's hard to believe that woman has a child 3 years old. Where was her husband whole time?

Is she married? She did not wear any thalli or applied sindoor in her forehead.

I am a dumbass to think things like this definitely she would be she had a child remember!
Ok why I am worried that the girl is married or not?
'Because you find her attractive dude' said my brain.

I hit my head with a pillow as It's wrong to think of a married women like that.

After two weeks.

Aadhira's pov:

"I am sorry ok really I am what I did was wrong...."
He started coming near me.

"I am sorry don't come near me look I am really really sorry.."
He started to walk towards me and I started walking backwards in reflex.
I was standing at the verge of the cliff.

"I am sorrrrry..."
He came near me and grabbed my shoulder.

"DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM???"
With that he pushed me off the cliff.
Nooooooo.

I woke up with sweat all over my body.
F***..its again the same dream again!

It has been two weeks but I am having the same dream where the guy I slapped is pushing me off a cliff for the 5th in the same week.
What the hell!

I remember his exact appearance. He was what you call tall, fair and handsome. The long ends of his hair was swept across his face in a military cut. He had this insane authoritative aura around him and had this cold blue eyes which would probably freeze anyone near him. The bronze complexion highlighted his defined cheek bones.

The god should have probably taken a month off from his regular schedule to focus on him.

I can't believe I am crushing on someone who was kidnapping my child.

I remember how scared was I when I ran back to my car. I didn't stop anywhere I directly reached home.

And importantly I did not tell anyone about the siddu went missing or about that guy I met to my mother. I really didn't want to create problems to mom in her busy schedule.

Besides I certainly don't even know he is the real kidnapper and I don't know what came upon me to slap that guy. Maybe the motherly instincts got me good.

I instantly felt bad that I slapped a stranger not knowing the whole thing.

What if that guy was trying to do good?
God I made a mistake.

I shouldn't have slapped him.

'Besides everything.. for a kidnapper he definitely looked hot.' said my brain.
Screw me...he kidnapped my siddu right?

Then why is my brain doing this to me?