Pale Spring Episode:03

#Pale_spring

Md: Adib Hasan

The third episode

Six.

Abid stood up and greeted Abedha, "How are you? You will be much younger than me, so it seemed appropriate to say so. Didn't you remember anything?"

Anvesha looked a little annoyed and said in a slightly annoyed voice, "I have no allergies to you or you, so there is no need for excuse elaborations. You can say whatever you feel comfortable with."

Abid, once again impressed, did not reveal that the girl was not supposed to be twenty-six or twenty-seven, but forty-one. This interval did not disturb the girl very much, but she spoke fluently enough.

"Should I have tea or coffee? You might have the benefit of talking!"

Anbesha nodded in agreement, saying nothing. Abid looked straight into his eyes for a moment. Face-to-face looks different from what you have seen in pictures or television footage of some meetings and seminars before. The sharpness of the personality is well understood, and it seems to be much less than the real age. It seems that he is still wandering in his youth. In front of this bright young man with a strong personality, he feels a little humble, he is trying desperately to cover it. Nothing can be allowed to tarnish one's own image, so try to maintain the style by showing a little dot. Abid looked at him and said, "What's your name? One of my bad habits is I can't remember the name of someone I don't know."

Anbesha's firm reply was, "I haven't told you the name before, so the question to remember is not coming here. I am Anbesha Ahmed."

"So Anbesha, what will the ball say?" Abid asked with a full look. He did not know that anyone's vision could be so sharp. It seems that even if you don't answer or ask questions, you will be able to answer them by yourself. The restlessness inside him may not be hidden for long.

"Ordinary people know a lot about you, so do you want an interview?"

He said with a faint smile, "Anbesha, look, you may know that I've always been away from all this. I'm a recluse, I feel comfortable in hiding. I'm so sorry to disappoint you. Finish the coffee."

The smile on the corners of her lips is a little wider now, Anbesha is looking fascinated. This man's smile is so deadly that it is the responsibility to turn a blind eye! How many hundreds of young women will die in this laughter, the man must not be aware of it! If I had known, I would not have taken it so seriously! But at the last moment Abid's words became clear, and the fascination vanished into thin air. Her eternal passion and stubbornness took the place of fascination.

"Then why did you call me in? For a joke? I won't leave without an interview."

Holding a smile, Abid said, "Why are you insisting like teenage girls? Are you old enough to be so childish now?"

"I can do a lot of things, I don't care if it's agreeable or inappropriate. You give an interview, that's the last thing!" Abid says with some annoyance, "How old are you?"

"Anyway, asking someone's age, what kind of rudeness are you supposed to know?"

"There's a lot more rudeness. It's also rude of you to follow me like this, to ruin my privacy. I can take legal action if I want to. You can't force me without an interview. It's not rudeness either." Abid said in a hard voice.

"Look, it's just an interview. What's the harm in giving it to you?" He moaned in his throat.

"Listen girl, I've had a lot of jokes about you in the last few days. But now you've crossed the line. You're going to say goodbye to that friend of yours right now. I don't want to hear another word."

Sambit of Anbesha returned as if the stems he had made for so long had melted to the ground in shame and humiliation. I was in a very bad mood, thinking that I was playing so hard Why is it that such a hutch hits the cash, and behaves like that, then you have to be ashamed of yourself! He still doesn't understand this. But when there is no knowledge of Hitahita, the mood loses control. Feeling utterly humiliated, he could not hide his tears as he stood up. Tears rolled down her cheeks. Her mother cried for a few days when she left, but when she slowly learned to understand, she did not cry anymore. Today, after so many years, we met again with tears. Surprise, so much water was stored in the eyes! Almost ran out.

Seven.

After searching, he looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was nine-thirty-seven. Reaching Dhaka is almost two, now it is not safe to go. Abid thinks it would have been better not to have said it so harshly. The girl has come so far for him, at least a little bit of responsibility is on her. Although she came for professional reasons, she felt a little upset for the stubborn and stubborn girl. He called Sohan and asked him to stop.

Sohan was very unhappy with Abid's decision. He said, "Sir, when the disaster has left on its own, what is the need to bring it back with an invitation card? Besides, the main weapon of the girls is to go and cry.

"Did you know that you talk too much?" Abid stood up by the window and said in an angry voice.

"Yes sir, you know. Dad always says, Mao says, more ......"

Without saying the rest, he gritted his teeth and said, "You have no desire or time to listen to nonsense. Go quickly and stop him, tell him I will give the interview."

For the second time, his eyes widened, trying to understand if he had a hallucination. The decision that has remained unshakable till today has moved away from there, even in the crying of a foolish girl. Do not understand what was needed to be so good! But he has nothing to do now, he likes this man very much, the respect also comes from respect. The broken heart therefore goes to stop the search.

Anbesha stood by the car, wiping away tears, and looking around for joy. Suddenly his eyes went to Sohan, his teeth were running towards him. Panting, he said, "Sir, he told you to go inside. He will give you an interview."

Anbesha suddenly did not understand the word, it took some time to understand the matter. How much wood burned, but the desired opportunity came! The sleeves exploded in joy but did not reveal the outside. The insult that is still fresh!

As soon as he came in, Abid hid a sigh of relief.

"You've come on a journey. You must be tired, refreshed and rested for a while. We'll sit down after dinner. Let me know at your home and office."

"I won't stay. I'll leave with the interview, so there's no need to rest."

Abid's annoyance skyrocketed as if, "It's about ten o'clock now. I don't want to hear any more nonsense." Sabita called someone and asked him to show her the place to stay.

"Her name is Sabita, she is in charge here. Staying with her tonight is not going to be a big problem. At least it will be better than being on the road." He went out. Wonder where this guy got so much right! Went with Sabita thinking.

At night they sat outside on a paved pond, facing each other at some distance on the stairs on either side. The full moon was floating in the sky. It's raining cats and dogs! Crickets are ringing in my ears. There are thousands of fireflies sitting in the bushes next to the pond! All in all, the environment seems unearthly, supernatural. Strangely beautiful atmosphere has been created. Enjoying the greetings of nature like a fascinator. Somewhere in the distance, the hukahua sound of some shares came out of the abyss. In order to give me a chance to enjoy this strange beauty, I just forgave the hostile behavior of this writer in my mind.

And Abid is thinking that the truth that has been suppressed for so long may have to be revealed in front of everyone this time or the conversation will end by ignoring the cruel truth of life. But he is absolutely incapable of lying. Again, he is thinking about how to express the responsibility for the inhuman consequences of a girl. If someone had responded to the tumultuous call, perhaps the consequences could have been avoided, but his spring would also have been colorful. Some hesitation and hesitation came and filled Abid's mind.

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