Chapter 3

Ten minutes later when Olivia and the two men left me alone in the room, Yeah that is when she told me her name, the beautiful lady, she is Olivia. I was instructed to just stay in room as if I could escape, they locked me. I tried to find a way if I could get out in this room but I failed. “This is kidnapping! What do they need from me?” I mutter to myself.

It is my first time to enter a luxury room, though it was not my first to be in a hotel, but this is too much. The room is so extravagant, I sat down on a king size bed thinking of my family, It’s been 3 hours when I left them and I am sure my Adam is looking for me now and knowing the people in the community where we live I bet they’ve already got my bag that left on the street when the two bastards came to me.

If only I managed to keep my bag then I’ve had my phone with me and be able to contact Adam. I am wondering what he feels now. I knew he is worried to death because of me.

Adam’s POV

“What the fuck do you mean? My wife is already gone for five hours, why do we need to wait 24 hours? Why can’t you just do your job?” I yelled at the police officer in front of me. He is actually my friend Niko. “Adam calm down, you know this policy don’t you? I will help you find Ara, don’t worry. I know what you are feeling right now buddy.” Niko said to me.

I need to find my wife. Who took her? What if she’s badly hurt? A lot of what if’s on my mind and the thought of something bad happened to her made my whole body tremble in fear and the tears that I am holding back is starting to fall. I exited the police station and continue searching for my wife. I went to some places my wife can possibly go to. I went to some of her friends but still no traces of her. I looked on her phone that was given to me when her belongings were found hanging on the street. She did not message anyone, nor call when she was gone. I stop walking for awhile because I felt the pain again, “Please not today, I need to find my wife.” I stumble when my phone rang. It’s Mirna, the old woman in our neighbourhood calling me to say that my twins are already looking for me; I told them that their mom was missing and that I needed to find her.

I entered the house to see my babies are crying and Mirna is trying to console them. “Mirna, thank you very much for attending to them.” I said to her with a smile, not showing how tired, depressed and in pain I am. She looks at me with worry on her face and the tears are about to drip down on her cheeks and said.

“Adam I know Ara is a strong woman. She will be okay and she will come back to you soon. Everything will be fine.”

The old lady is very close to my wife, she is like our second mother. Her whole family is actually very close to us. She’s widowed, her husband passed away a year ago and she is living with her three children under one roof with their own family and kids that is an Asian culture, extended family I guess. But in this community everybody is a family to us. I am cognizant that everyone in here is helping me looking for my wife and I am very thankful for all of them. Putting my babies on their beds I mutter. “My love, where are you?”