My smart wife!

How could merely a 21-year-old win with our Ira? Who had a mind of a 38-year woman!

The day went by.

They continued shopping while Vivan followed them behind with their bags.

He won't let a pregnant lady hold them.

She shopped so much that it would last a lifetime. Yet most of it would probably not be taken back home.

It won't even fit the suitcases...

One day wasted. Two more to go...

Night,

"It doesn't seem right," Clara said to Ira with a doubt when Ira insisted on sleeping together.

"What? Clara, we are like sisters. I have known you since your birth. Now that you are with Ashay we should get even closer. Let's have a girls night."

Inspite of Clara's insistence, Ira forced her to sleep in her hotel room throwing Vivan out to another.

How could Clara give up?

But whenever, she tried to reach her phone, Ira would take her hand, tell her weird stories about Ashay's childhood. She even held her hand in sleep.

Ira didn't sleep even a moment to keep a close guard on Clara.

There Vivan didn't sleep a moment as he was worried about Ira.

He knew her. That woman was stubborn in her bones.

If there was something she wanted to do, it would be done by hook or crook.

'Separating the couple who had been together for already 4 years would be hard', he thought. Though they were young, he knew Ashay loved the woman a lot. He could recognize Ashay's loving gaze to Clara.

It was the same as his.

But his was full of longing and yearning?

Were the couple not as stable as they look?

Vivan was deep thought, making plans when he heard a knock.

Ira with her messed hair stood in front of him. 

"Why are you still awake?" he got angry.

Ignoring his vexed voice, she showed him a mobile in her hands, "Look, I brought Clara's phone." She raised her head with pride. "It is locked though. Connect it to the laptop in a red bag. There is a software installed which will crack the password of her phone." Ira kept the phone in his hands, "Try to find something useful but bring it back early in the morning before she wakes up."

"And don't knock the door. Call me I will open."

And she ran to her room.

Vivan stood dazed looking at the mobile.

Even stealing someone's phone.....

'Oh! My wife is smart!'

Vivan connected the phone to laptop via USB cable.

'As expected of my wife. Well prepared for everything.'

Sigh. He found nothing useful, no sceptical photos or videos. After which he then installed another software for blocking all incoming calls as Ira told him.

Just then he finally found something suspicious.

There came a message with number 6666666.

The number undoubtedly belonged to someone wealthy.

It read " Meet me, Zee Cafe, 22 at 10 pm."

There was still no reply. Clara probably hadn't read it yet.

Further, there were almost no other message, no contact, no call history in her contacts except for Ash!

How could a 21yr old girl only have one contact on her mobile that was of her boyfriend!

A smile appeared on his face on discovering something useful. The call records made it clear that there was something fishy about that girl. That was why his wife was so anxious to keep her away from Ashay.

Such empty records only meant it was all deleted.

'A cunning girl.'

If only he could steal the mobile and find the deleted records.

Yet he couldn't take a risk, besides this would make Clara cautious which was the last thing they wanted.