It was Sunday morning, if it would be past days, he would be working on his PC, and his wife would be serving him coffee and while serving him his coffee, she would say that she had prepared his jogging dress and then after taking his coffee, he would get change.

But now, everything was different, he had awoken earlier than before because he didn't sleep last night, he even messaged his assistant that today wouldn't be a holiday, all the employees would have to come to the office no matter what. Firstly, it was because Naksh told him that he would call a drawing artist and second he wanted to distract himself from this thought about his wife by working in the office and for that he cancelled the holiday of all his employees.

He was now going out for jogging when the maid interrupted him,

“ Sir, what should I make in breakfast? ” she asked, it reminded him of her wife who never asked him what he wanted to eat but knew all his favorite dishes, he loved the food made by her, however, he never told her that her hands had magic in it. How badly he wanted to tell her now, but unfortunately, she wasn't there to listen it,

“ Sir, sir.. I'm talking to you.. ”

The maid waved her hands in front of his eyes, only then he came back to his sense.

“ Hah.. Make whatever you want, ”

he said with darkened face and turned to leave, however, the maid again interrupted him,

“ Sir.. ”

“ Now what?? ”

he asked in a cold voice because her presence was reminding him the disappearance of his wife.

“ Sir, I need money to buy the groceries.. ” she said hesitantly while he bit his lips.

“ Money.. ”

He murmured as he suddenly realized that his wife never asked money from him. He wiped the drops of sweat from his forehead, and then rubbed the place between his brows.

She lived two years here, but she never asked anything from him, not even a single coin. He too never spent his money on buying anything for her or for this home except the apartment. Then how did she manage everything for two years? How was she buying groceries and other stuffs? Why didn't she ask him to give her money?

“ Take this card and buy whatever you want, ”

he said while throwing a card to her, the maid frowned after seeing a master card, she was only a maid, not his wife, why this man was giving her a master card only to buy some groceries, little did she know that this man was doing this out of his guilt.

She then turned to leave, but he called her,

“ You.. What's your name? ”

he asked, it would be much better if he would have asked this from his wife, but what's done was already done, he couldn't do anything except for regretting.

“ Bela.. ” she replied

“ How did you get your job? I mean how did she know you and offer you the job? ” he asked with meaningful gaze while she replied,

“ I had given advertisements in the news paper that I want the job of care taker and then I received a call, she said that I'm hired, ”

“ Oh, you can go now.. ” he said while narrowing his eye.

‘ What the fuck is going on? She was illiterate, she couldn't read the newspaper, how did she read that advertisement, and that letter.. How could she write so well, especially Hindi, and most importantly, she never asked me money then how was she managing everything? Could it be that she was working somewhere? Oh God!! How could I be so ignorant, I should have asked about her needs, I forced her to work in a strange city, wait a second, how could she work somewhere, She didn't have any qualifications, who would give her work? Don't tell me that.. She was working irrelevant jobs, or she was having an affair with someone? Could it be that she ran away with her lover? Oh God, what am I thinking, ’

He cursed himself while pulling his hair in anger, to release his anger he walked outside.

As soon as he started running, his guards started following him, however, he stopped them as he wanted to be alone. After running for about a kilometre, his gaze fell on a tea seller where few men were gathered,

‘ If she was working somewhere or meeting with someone, the neighbors must have seen her anytime, ’

he thought as he walked up to the tea seller to get some information from the customers sitting there. He then took out his handkerchief and brushed the bench carefully before sitting there, the men sitting there laughed inside after seeing his action and then busied themselves in their routine gossips.

After ordering his tea, he faced to a man and said,

“ Do you live near apartment no 36? ” he asked casually.

“ No, I live four apartment away from that, this brother live near that apartment, ” he replied while pointing at another man. That man waved his hand to him while he smiled,

“ Bro, have you seen the lady who lived in Apartment no 36? ”

“ Are you talking about that victim, do you know her? ”

he asked with curiosity

“ Victim? What do you mean by victim? ” Krish asked with frowned eyes.

“ Don't you know that? Five days ago, few robbers sneaked into her apartment with the intention of robbery and stabbed that woman, she was hurt so badly, tsk tsk, it was terrible” he said with serious tone while Krish became silent for few seconds, meanwhile, the man continued.

“ But, that woman was so mysterious, no one had ever seen her outside, she never come out from her home, no one knows whether she was married or single, but we have seen a car always being parked there on Sunday, God knows it was her husband's car or his bf's, but that woman was really unfortunate if she was married, I mean who does leave his young wife alone in this type of area? You say, will you ever leave your wife alone like this, will you? ” the man turned angry face while Krish was looking blankly at the man, he replied with hoarse voice, “ N.. never, what happened to her then? I mean where did she go? ”

“ She came back after three days, she must be in her apartment, who cares, she doesn't talk to anyone so nobody talks to her, you know naah, lady ego, if she doesn't talk to neighbors then the ladies would never gonna talk to her, and if we men dare to talk to her then be ready for a civil war, haha.. By the way you are looking new here, young man, ”

“ Oh yeah, I.. I'm new here, I need to go, I have work to handle, ” he said with indifferent voice and bid his farewell to the men.

“ Good Morning sir... ”

“ Good Morning Mr. Goenka, ”

“ Have a nice day sir, ”

“ Good morrrrrrningggg sir ummmm...”

A girl pinched the girl who who just wished while yawning, she immediately straightened herself however, he wasn't giving attention to anyone and kept walking up to his cabin.

“ Somebody please tell the boss that today is Sunday, why the hell has he called us here, ” the girl pouted whereas another girl glared at her, giving her warning to shut up,

“ Sshh, I heard that Mr. Goenka's mood is not good today, so better to shut your mouth close, ”

“ Shut my mouth close? I CANCELLED MY DATE TODAY OKAY? ” the girl yelled at her whereas another employee joined them.

“ You are complaining because you cancelled your date and there I'm, I had been promising my wife that this Sunday, I will definitely go to watch Captain America's civil war movie with her, now you see, it seems like a civil war is going to be initiated in my home, ” he said with unhappy expression whereas the two girls laughed meanwhile, the first girl who was the receptionist shouted,

“ Oh shitt.. ”

“ What happened? ” the other two asked,

“ I forgot to inform him something, ” she said as she rushed to Mr. Goenka, he was still outside his cabin when she caught him.

“ Mr. Goenka, ” she called him and he stopped,

“ I forgot to tell you something, ” she said,

“ What is it? ” he asked.

“ Actually, five days ago, when you were out of the city, a woman had called here, she said she was your maid.. ”

“ What?? What did she say? ” he asked excitedly while she continued

“ She didn't say anything, she just wanted to talk to you, she said she was urgently in need of you, by her voice she seemed to be in some kind of pain or injury, ” she said with confused voice while his expression darkened, he knew that five days ago she was stabbed by robbers.

It means she called for his help but he wasn't there when she badly needed him. He left her alone, how terrible her condition would be.

“ AND WHY THE HELL I'M KNOWING THIS NOW?? ” he shouted at her, meanwhile, all the employees became silent and started looking in this direction.

It was so unusual to everyone because Mr. Goenka was a kind of man who rarely loose his temper but what did happen just now that he lost his temper on his receptionist and the girl seemed to be in shock after seeing that cold expression on him.

“ Y.. you were out of the city.. ” she Stuttered

“ SO WHAT?? WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL ME? ”

he shouted again whereas the girl swallowed her saliva, it wasn't her fault, after all receiving such type of call was not so unexpected. There were many girls who pranked by calling here randomly and saying that they are Mr. Goenka's gf. Many girls even claim that they are pregnant for his child so as to grab his attention to their shits. As a receptionist she knew very clearly what call need to be forward, what not. But this time, she too was confused whether it was real or fake, she even tried to talk to the lady but the woman herself had hung up. What could she do now?

After giving her a ice cold look, he entered his cabin, and dialed a number,

“ Hey Kartik, I don't care where you are but I want you to immediately show your ass here.. ” he said coldly at phone.

“ Hey bro chill!! This expression doesn't suit to you, okay, be in your calm aura and tell me what happened? ” a man from the other side said with extremely calm voice as if it was very usual for him to hear Krish like this.

“ She is missing? ” he said

“ Who is missing? ” Kartik asked with confused voice.

“ That woman.. ” he said while bitting his lips.

“ Oh, okay... By the way who is that woman? ”

“ You.. ” he bit his lips and then took a long breath and said

“ The woman we brought from Assam, remember? ” he said with comparatively calm voice whereas Kartik shouted loudly on the phone,

“ What!! Your wife is missing? ”

Krish pursed his lips and said, “ Please tell me that you aren't sitting with Madam Rashmi or Aliya or anyone related to me, ”

“ Don't worry, I'm out of the city now, ” replied Kartik while Krish took a sigh of relief.

“ Come back, I need your help, ” said Krish.

“ Hmm, okay I'm coming tomorrow, ”

As soon as he hang up his phone, someone knocked at the door.

“ Come in ” said Krish and a man entered..

“ Sir, myself Pratik Patel, I'm an artist, Naksh sir would have talked to you about me, ”

The artist introduced himself and soon started drawing a sketch according to Krish's description. At the end, Krish finally received his wife's pic that was exactly like her. He forwarded his portray to Naksh and ordered him to find out the whereabouts of this woman in twenty four hours.

“ Will you come out from you so called CEO attitude and tell me what happened? ” an irritated Kartik yelled because he was waiting for Krish to spit out something whereas he was sitting on his moving chair and was busy with his thoughts.

‘ Was she having an affair with someone?’

‘ Did she run away with her lover? ’

‘ How dare she cheat on me!! ’

“ Are you telling me saying anything or I go? ” said Kartik while pursing his lips.

“ What do you think? Where can she go? ” Krish finally spoke while Kartik sighed,

“ If you would be a normal man, you would have already figured it out, ” Kartik mocked.

“ What do you mean?” said Krish as he raised his eyebrows.

“ Come on man, where does a woman go when she fights with her husband? ” said Kartik, trying to make him understand but Krish still looked confused and asked, “ Where?? ”

“ Ohh, you really lack social knowledge, to her parent's home, of course, a woman rush to her parent's home whenever she fights with her husband, see how easy it was.. ” Kartik said proudly where as Krish looked at him angrily.

“ And do you still remember that she belongs to a nomad group who doesn't have any home, they kept roaming throughout the year, maybe they are here today and would be in the south next month, how would she know where her people were? More importantly, she was illiterate, she didn't have money, she wasn't used to our life style, how could she find out their location and would travel to her tribe, it's impossible for her, ”

“ Umm.. I didn't think about it, oh by the way, why are you so worried about her, do you know according to a survey ninety percent husbands want their wives to disappear but it never happens, you should be proud that you are the luckiest one who is experiencing this, hehe, ” said Kartik while grabbing Krish's coffee mug. Krish glared at him while he gulped, “ Oops sorry, bad joke!! ”

“ By the way this coffee's taste is as bitter as you, ” he added

“ I'm concerned about other things too.. ” said Krish and explained everything to him that happened with him in past three days then added,

“ Don't you think it's strange, she was illiterate but she wrote a letter to me and in Hindi, she even read newspaper add and called a maid. How could it be possible? ”

“ Will you stop calling her illiterate for once? Come on man, you ruined her innocence and still talking so rudely about her, don't you have any conscience, huh, ” said Kartik while his expression darkened,

“ I didn't ruin her innocence, I didn't do anything to her, in fact, I was the victim of everything, ” Krish shouted while Kartik looked at him with stunned eyes, “ What do you mean? ”

“ I once had doubt whether I really had sex with her that night or not, and therefore I checked her body... ” he paused,

“ And...? ” Kartik asked impatiently.

“ She was virgin ”

“ Whattt!!!! ” Kartik blurted out in shock.

“ It means, that night nothing happened between you two and that woman knew about it, still she didn't speak up, how vicious she is, when did you know about it? ” he asked in rage, however, he soon calm down and said

“ It's not her fault, maybe she would be afraid that time that her people would not believe her and her reputation would be doomed, girl's reputation is different from men and they care much about this, that girl must be scared that time, ” added Kartik while Krish sighed, seeing his only friend taking side of an unknown woman instead of feeling pity for him.

“ I found it long time ago, ” said Krish.

“ Oh by the way, you said that your wife didn't ask money from you yet she was living well and even maintaining your home, how is it possible? Was she working somewhere? Maybe we can get some clue from her working place, ” asked Kartik while Krish looked at him coldly, he suppressed his anger and said while pursing his lips,

“ Where could she work when she didn't have any identity card, and not to mention that she was ill.. umm, you know what.. ”

“ Oh yeah yeah, she was illiterate, I get it, then there is only one possibility.. ” said Kartik while thinking something deeply. Krish looked at him with deep eyes and asked impatiently

“ What? ”

“ She was having affair with someone, ” said Kartik whereas Krish clenched his fists in anger, he grabbed a file lying on his desk and threw on Katik's face

“ What nonsense are you spitting out? ”

“ Oh come on, bro, why are you feeling so jealous, it's not like you have any interest in her. You yourself think how could she have money when you weren't giving it to her? And what's more, she was married to you for two years yet you didn't touch her, women also has sexual need, if she wasn't getting it from you, of course, she would fulfill it from someone else, ”

“ Get out.. ”

“ What.. I just speak the fact, you just can't cage a woman without doing anything.... ”

“ I said get out, I don't need your help.. ”

“ Okay, okay, I'm not saying anything, is that fine? ” Kartik apologized, only then Krish calm down.

“ Then, what do you think? From where you will start? ” asked Kartik with serious tone.

“ I have prepared her portray and asked Naksh to find her whereabouts, ” said Krish while holding a file in his hands, Kartik chuckled.

“ What?? You busied your man to find a girl with a drawing? There are billions of people in this country and you are finding a girl with no identity and no clue. Even if your men are the best, they won't be able to find a single clue about her, not even in a month, I'm telling you it's impossible.... ”

“ Sir, we found her.. ”

Kartik's words were still stuck in his throat meanwhile Naksh barged in holding a file in his hand. Krish stood up excitedly whereas Kartik chuckled, he couldn't believe that this man had just proved his words wrong.

“ Are you a man or a computer? ” he murmured while looking into the file Naksh was holding whereas Naksh started scratching his head as he looked confused of his words. He then pointed a name to Krish and said,

“ Sir, the portray you have given us, we matched it from the registration data of Kuki tribes and it got matched with this girl name, Abha.. ”

“ Abha.. Yes, that's her name. I remember it now, ”

Krish said excitedly while Kartik looked at him with stunned eyes..

“ Don't tell me that you had forgotten your w... ” Kartik paused as Krish started coughing hinting him to not speak up by giving him a cold glare.

“...your maid's name. You are such a jerk, ah, poor girl, ” he patted Krish's back while pursing his lips.

“ What else do you find about her? ” asked Krish.

“ Sir, as you said, she is not the daughter of kuki's headman. She was a daughter of a normal man and the most important thing is that she died two years ago.. ” said Naksh while both Krish and Kartik were stunned. They glanced at each other, meanwhile, Kartik said with frowned eyes,

“ H.. Have you ever checked your w.. I mean your maid's shadow before? ” he stuttered as he gulped.

“ I have heard that ghost or spirit doesn't have shadows, ” he added while Krish glared at him

“ What nonsense, are you sure about it? ” Krish asked Naksh while he nodded

“ See, her death is recorded here, ” said Naksh while both Kartik and Krish saw it carefully. It was two days before the marriage date of Krish with that girl.

How could it be possible? He was living with a girl who was already dead. If Abha has dead two days before their marriage then who was the girl living with him and with the same face? Was she a ghost?