Pale Spring Episode:02

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Md: Adib Hasan

The second episode

Three.

Sohan has been Abid Shahriar's manager for almost three years now. Now he is standing hesitantly in front of Abid's library room. Even after so many years, the inertia could not be overcome. I know why when I see this man my chest throbs, but I never spoke to him in a loud voice. There are some people who see the respect from the bottom of their hearts, want to respect. Abid is just such a person for Sohan. Hesitantly knocking on the door, Abid was busy with his pen. The seriousness of holding on to the face as always. What is always immersed in a deep sadness! He does not think why such a good man will have so much trouble!

He allowed her to enter as soon as she wrote, and she came closer to Kachumachu's face.

Abid asked, "Say something?"

'Sir, that reporter is teasing the girl. Not listening to anything, what should I do, sir? "

Abid raised his eyes in a dull manner and said, "Why are you asking me? You solve it yourself. And make arrangements to leave quickly."

"Sir, if you say give me a ramadhamaka? They are not good-natured people, I would say goodbye with a slap, but her luck is good, so I have to leave the girl on top of what, what did you say?"

"I'm not at all interested in hearing your weird talk right now. Say goodbye right now." Sore throat

"Yes sir. I'm saying goodbye. But what shall I give sir Ramdhamak?"

When he finished speaking, he looked into Abid's eyes and did not dare to speak, but came out with a tickle. Abid likes this boy very much, he is very trustworthy even if he is a little humble, he can be trusted with confidence, even a bit of Bokasoka. Even after saying goodbye to the girl, she kept calling. She is worried about how to stop this girl.

As soon as Sohan left, he took a deep breath and re-immersed himself in writing, the deep sadness in his heart. In the heart

What a stone-crushing torment burns him incessantly. Intense remorse for burning pain. Every now and then tears came to the eyes of one of the eighteen-year-olds, who had intense longing and deep desire. That abysmal love has not been extended to her, reluctantly or incapacity! That was the last meeting. Constantly burning with guilt, this burning has been his constant companion for so many years.

Four.

Although three days have passed, Anand has not been able to give any significant news yet. The author does not come out. Even though he kept Anand attached, he did not give up, Anbesha is constantly calling. Feeling we have 'Run out of gas' emotionally. But he did not give up to maintain his stubbornness. Feeling we have 'Run out of gas' emotionally. Surprise, he has never been so hangla! He did not see the failure, he does not want to see. So stick to this.

He's in a bad mood over the manager's bat, this stupid guy told him a lot today. Anand is therefore asked to keep an eye on this man as well.

The office also said that they will not be able to cooperate. It is forbidden to do anything contradictory, the authorities do not want to face any case. Anbesha says in her mind, "Don't take any responsibility, you can take the result again."

On the sixth day, Anand received a phone call, "Listen, I'm wandering around with your investigation, nothing is working. A little while ago, her manager came out, I followed her. She went to a Women's Welfare Foundation. Maybe to donate. I followed, went to another foundation, then another. "

"Didn't you ask there?"

"I was doing it, but they don't leak confidential matters without the donor's permission, but one has my friend's wife. After asking him, he denied it at first but later admitted that Abid Shahriar has been donating large sums of money there for several years."

"Why so much secrecy? I don't understand why there is so much privacy in it!"

"Listen, don't disclose the source, the poor thing will be in danger later. That was the major condition of their agreement."

"Hey no! His name won't come. Confidential fact we deal a lot. You don't have tension. You keep doing your job."

Leaving the phone, Anbesha gets overwhelmed with thoughts, there is something. Two of the four can not match!

The next afternoon they suddenly rejoiced and followed as usual, but their destination was now out of town. The author himself is there, along with the driver and the manager.

"You keep chasing, and let me know, I'm coming too."

"What do you mean! Why are you coming? It will be evening after a while, there will be many nights to come back. This is not a place for you to be capricious, very risky!"

"You don't talk to me about your Guardian brand. I can protect myself. Besides, you're here," he said excitedly.

"At least take someone to the office!"

"The office has told me not to give any support. I may give it at this time. But it is a question of my self-esteem. After hearing so much, I will not ask for any support from them."

"But you are their employee, they are obliged to give you your safety."

"Even if I give, I won't take it. You keep telling me the location."

"Why are you so stubborn? Whose fault is it?"

He didn't listen to her, left the phone and went out in a daze.

As the car left the city and headed for the village, the red glow of twilight spread across the sky, and the call to Maghrib came from a distant mosque. There is not much mechanics around. As soon as I turned off the AC and lowered the glass, a breeze of fresh air came in. Suddenly the mind became better.

Coming closer to the destination, he breathed a sigh of relief as if Oito Anand was standing there.

Five.

Sohan was standing outside the tin shed house with a paved wall, when he suddenly saw Anbesha in front of him, he was shocked. Kattabar Sheyana, this journalist, has come here overnight! He was very angry with Abid, if he had threatened him, he would have left him behind for so long, but he could not do that for Abid. He is very sorry. Seeing the face, it seems that someone has slapped him, as if he will immediately burst into anger!

"What's up Mr. Sohan, how are you? Your smile is so beautiful!"

Anvesha said looking at Sohan's confused face. This guy listened to him, you can just take a sip.

"Call your sir, talk a little, or arrange a party? Surely he doesn't want a syncret here?" The question was thrown in a tone of contempt.

Sohan closed his mouth and went inside without answering. And Anbesha is relieved to be able to give him back even a little bit of para.

Abid was spending time with a few children, trying to create a family atmosphere for some time for homeless children. In the meanwhile, the arrival of Sohan in a toothless manner, understands something serious.

"What's the matter, any problem? Why do you look like that?"

"Not just a problem, absolutely symbolic panic. Sir, that journalist is coming here."

"Tell me, isn't he supposed to know?" Somewhat surprised.

"Sir, he says he won't go without talking to you. If you try to chase him, he'll sync!"

He told the children to go inside and told them to come in and talk. I heard what he wanted to say.

You have to see him who can be so desperate just for the interview, Abid felt curious. Why does he like this girl? It reminds me of someone who was left behind, who called out with a strong handkerchief, who was lost in utter negligence. A sigh came out of his chest, which is now his constant companion.

Surprised, the two-eyed Sohan said, "Sir, will you talk? Did you say I am making arrangements to evict you?"

Abid said in a cold voice, "You don't have to do anything, just send him inside. I'll see the rest myself."

Sohan shook his head and said as he walked out, "There was no need to show so much kindness. I could have sized this naughty girl alone! What great courage is keeping me on top of the race." Although he can not do anything, as much as he brags!

Anbesha took a while to believe in her own destiny, but after burning so much wood, she finally succeeded! When you enter, you will feel fluctuating, whether all the questions collected in a few days will be answered, or you will avoid it without hesitation!

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