1 8𝚃𝚑 June, 2 0 2 1.

Dear Diary,

This is the first entry i have done to you. Let me introduce myself.. I am Shreya Banik, studying in Class 8. And my best friend.. Well that person is not my classmate.. That person is from an app..called Wattpad. I don't know that person's name nor do i know the gender. But i call the person Denturcati because the person told me to. I don't know the meaning but anyways it think it's pretty cool.

Denturcati is one of the important persons in my life.. I really didn't have much friends.. So, Denturcati is my only friend. She has played an important role in my life. You know today Denturcati asked me to tell my  darkest secret, i told her that i hate mum...because she always leaves me alone...and doesn't loves me...But when i asked Dentu about her darkest secret , Denturcanti  just texted “I'm dark” .   Denturcanti can be so confusing sometimes.. What does it mean..? So confusing. Anyways, who cares.

19𝚃𝚑 𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚎 ,2021.

Dear Diary,

Hello there! I'm back diary. You know today Mumma went to Grandma's house. So i'm gonna be all alone today again. Mum is awful. Denturcanti says not to talk to people who makes me feel bad. She tells me to ignore mum. And i seriously don't care about mum.
She is the worst.. The worst!
Anyways you know Denturcanti sent me a gift! They wanted my pic , and then  edited my pic into a masterpiece! Denturcanti is such a cutie! And a really amazing editor too! They really knows how to make me happy. I don't have much plans today... So i guess i will talk to Denturcanti for a bit.

20th June, 2021.

DEAR DAIRY!

I NEED TO TELL YOU SOMETHING! YOU WON'T BELIEVE! Denturcanti lives in the same neighborhood as me! Can you believe it?? I told them that i feel lonely, so they said that they would come to my house today!! Isn't this freaking amazing!!!  I WILL LITERALLY MEET DENTURCANTI! I wonder what is their gender...!

“No entry after 20th June” said rehana.

“Hm.. ” Ayush said.

“ What do you think? Any clue?'” Rehana asked Ayush while drinking her cup of tea.

“ Look... After reading her diary entries, i just figured out that this girl Shreya...obviously got trapped by this person called Denturcanti. Just think.. Isn't this obvious? This person asked Shreya for her picture in name of editing... And Shreya being innocent, gave her picture. She even told her address. Shreya doesn't have any friends nor is her and her mum's bond strong. You told Shreya's mum is single mother right?” Ayush looked at Rehana who nodded yes“Yeah Ayush..Shreya's father passed away in a car accident when she was only 1 year old..”

“So she doesn't even remember her dad well.. She basically is sufferer from depression.. She thinks nobody loves her..except Denturcanti.. And this person took full advantage of it” Ayush continued.

“That they did.. Ayush we even searched the whole house...but didn't find her phone... If we could just find that phone....” Rehana said while nodding her head repeatedly.

“I always knew you police officers can never find that phone Rehana... I mean it's obvious... Her phone had all the proves.. phone.. texts..her profile... They probably..took the phone...what am i even saying. They took the phone. Definitely did. I assume they did not know about the diary...so did not take that with them..” Ayush said.

I nodded her head and went to the kitchen. I needed to make some more tea. Brain doesn't work without tea..

“Rehana... please make some coffee for me  nahh...” Ayush asked me while smiling.

“I will...if you promise that you will help me solve this case” I grinned.

“Yarr Rehana..you do this everytime... You are the police or am i?” Ayush complaint being annoyed.

“Ohh...Ayush won't you do this for your lovely wife? You know nah...if i solve this case... I will have promotion!! ” I tried my best to make a cute face.

“Okay fine..but the last time. Promise?” Ayush asked.

“Promise” I said while crossing my fingers behind my back . I knew this was definitely not the last time.

“You know nah, that you don't have to try that hard to make a cute face.. You already have one ” Ayush grinned.

“Eww. Thank you for making me smile Ayush. Now come and help me get this coffee pack. How many times shall i tell you not to keep it that higher” I said while looking at Ayush annoyed.. But i knew i was blushing.

“Mmmm Rehana.. You should start drinking coffee... This smell of it just wakes up my brain cells... How can you even drink tea? It's so granny granny style” Ayush said while taking sip from his cup of coffee from which hot steam was coming.. 'awaking his brian cell'.

“Hey listen, you wanted your coffee..now have it. Don't even start with your coffee and tea debate drama” I warned him. I knew very well how much dramatic Ayush chakrabarti can be when it comes to his coffee.

“Okay. Okay. Fine... Now.. Let's finish this..and let's go Shreya's house.. We need to talk with her mum” Ayush said to which i modded.

The clock struck at 10:00am as Ayush and me reached the Mitra household.
I pressed the bell. The door was soon opened by a lady in her mid 40's.

“Officer Ray...Please come inside” Mrs Mitra, Shreya's mother opened the door. She had stains of tears on her face.. She must be crying recently.
She welcomed us inside her house.

“Mrs Mitra, this is my husband Ayush Chakrabarti.. He is here to help me” i introduced.
“And Ayush this is Mrs Mitra..Shreya's mother.

“Namashkar” Ayush greeted folding his hands.

“Namashkar, Nice to meet you Mister Chakrabarti..i am Shaleni Mitra.. Shreya's mam..” Mrs Mitra said smiling faintly.

“You both please have a seat, i'm coming in a minute” She said before going to a room which looked like the kitchen.

I sat down and patted on the sofa gesturing Ayush to sit down. He looked at me and whispered “ Don't talk..”

He sat down and looked at a room in the corner of the drawing room. The door was slightly open, so we could see a little bit of the world inside that room. Ayush signalled me to look there. Two people were sitting.. Atleast that was what i could see. The one who was sitting on the bed was an old man  and the another one was an young man.. Who was sitting on the chair. By looking at him i could guess his age was around eighteen or nineteen. Why is Ayush looking at them so carefully? Sometimes i don't understand him at all.

“ I'm so sorry for keeping you and your husband wait Officer Roy..” Mrs Mitra came out of the kitchen with a two cups of tea and biscuits “ Couldn't bring something more..for you guys to eat... So sorry-”

“It's totally fine Mrs Mitra.. We understand. This is was not necessary.. We ate breakfast before coming here.. But you bought so many things for us to eat.. How can we resist. Please sit down” said Ayush while sipping tea.

How can this person drink tea without debating. I have known him from college.. And this person never misses the opportunity to debate about the ultimate topic 'who is better ladies and gentleman? Tea or coffee' .

This same person is drinking tea like it is the first thing he wanted to drink.

“So Mrs Mitra.. Tell me everything from the beginning.. I want to know from your perspective ” Ayush said.

“Hah.... Mister Chakrabarti.. What can i say..she was the only family i was left with here after her father died.  Shreya was a lovely girl you know..but from last few months.....She had been acting very weirdly. She used talk to me rudely.
She always did the opposite of whatever i said...  She even started telling that i'm a bad mother frequently.  She started hating me more everyday. It seems like she was depressed.. Believe me i tried to talk to her.. But she used to ignore me.. The distance between us grew apart. I won't lie to you guys. I used to feel annoyed and irritated.. And i beat her two days before her..” Mrs Mitra closed her eyes. Tears were dropping from her red swollen eyes.

“I'm sorry” she said wiping her tears with the end of her sari.

“It's okay Mrs Mitra.. We understand.  I know It's not easy for you to talk about your daughter's death. You already are going through alot.. Please feel free to cry.. We are here for you” I said putting my hand on hers.
Ayush nodded and smiled.

“ She used to be always glued on the phone. She never had alot of friends.. I was her best friend.. But that completely changed” said Mrs Mitra.

“Um.. In her diary she stated that she used to use an app called wattpad.. And there she made a friend.. Um Mrs Mitra.. The police could not find her phone.. Right?” Ayush asked Mrs Mitra.

“Hm.. Mr Chakarabarti..you are right”

“Mrs Mitra, under who's name was Shreya's phone ?” asked Ayush.

“Mine.. Mr Chakrabarti.. Her phone was under my name.. Infact.. She used to use the same email as mine..but why do you ask?” Mrs Mitra said.

Why is Ayush's face looking like that. It looked like he had heard the world's best news ever. His face lit up like the sun.
“Fa-..oh.. Well.. It's getting late.. Uhm.
Mrs Mitra... Can i have your phone?” he asked.

“Yeah.. Of course you can.. But i can not understand.. What will you do with my phone?” She asked.

As far as i know him.. He has understood something.. Or found out something. Right now the best thing to do is to keep quite and watch.

“Here” Mrs Mitra handed him her phone.

Ayush took her phone and... Well i couldn't see what he was doing.. Nor did i want to.. I know him.. He will say everything.. But he did not..

“Hmm.. Mrs mitra.. I am saving my phone number into your contact.. I will text you later..uhmm.. We should leave now.. Come on let's leave” he stood up and handed the phone back to it's owner.

“ What-” i gasped. What was he even doing.. He clearly understood something.. But why is he telling me to leave now..”

“Let's go” said Ayush “Nomoshkar”.

“Mr Chakrabarti have guessed anything?.. Everything is happening so fast.. I can't even-” said  confused Mrs Mitra.

“Mrs Mitra.. I have not.. If i do understand anything.. I will let you know” Ayush said smiling .

🦋Stepping out of the house🦋

“I can't understand a  single  thing!" I yelled at Ayush in front of our car.

“Not a word here Mrs Red potato.. I will tell you everything once we go back home” said Ayush smirking at me.
Ugh! I hate that name.. What red potato... Huh! Me here can't understand a single thing.. And he there joking with me. Idiot!

We drove back home in silence and once we got out of car , i shouted “Will you tell me now 'Mister Red potato'  mimicking the name which i hate.

“Ofc Mrs red potato” Ayush said while opening the front door with his keys.

“ Then PLEASE do!..”  I yelled.

“Then please do” Ayush turned towards me and said.

“What?” I asked..

“Then please do ask.. Ask me.. You questions mam” Ayush laughed.

Why is he like this.. Always ready to make me laugh when i'm angry. I tried not laugh and asked
“Who do you think those two people were in that room”

“Firstly there were three people not two.. Didn't you see the third person's leg ? It was clearly visible”  Ayush answered me question and entered in the house and i followed him.
“And secondly.. Those people were Mrs Mitra's parents and brother”

“What!.. She has a brother?..” I was shocked.. I did not know this...piece of information.. This was new for me

Ayush raised his eyebrow and crossed his arms “What type of investigations did you guys do?”

“Well.. We did not- whatever tell me how do you know so surely that he is Mrs Mitra's brother and those are her parents? ” i asked.

Ayush sighed and poured water in a glass. He handed me the glass and said
“Well.. If you looked around the room carefully you could see a photo on the showcase.. There were two kids, one was Mrs Mitra the other one was her brother that is that boy. And both of them shares similar facial features. And about the parents.. Well it's simple. The father's face visible.. He looked like the older version of the boy. And if you had not been looking here and there you would notice the lady's legs.. They were looking like a old woman's legs.. And those legs were not covered.. I assume she was were a nightgown..or something. Now tell me which elderly woman will wear nightgown in front of a man who is not her husband? Of course she is the wife of that man. So.. the younger boy is the brother of Mrs Mitra, the man is the father and the woman who's leg was visible is the mother of Mrs Mitra and the boy” Ayush sipped water from his glass and smiled.

“ And you found out all of these just by seeing a leg” i said blinking my eyes. I was.. Well not suprised but at the same time suprised.

“No .. I had the picture and the faces of the father and son as well Rehana ” Ayush explained.

“Ayush , i think you should leave this job you are doing and become a professional detective ” I grinned.

“Thank you but i think i am happy being detective for my wife.”

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