8:30 in the morning. For the sweet girl, this is the time to sleep soundly. But today she ignored her sleep and took a bath and is now in front of the dressing table. He needs to get the tidy up as soon as possible. Mom is still blabbering on like every day! But today she seems to be in more of a hurry than her mother. He has been waiting for this day all his life. Today that her marriage, with the stupid boy. I don't think there has ever been so much joy before. Even though the music is not playing at home, it is still playing in my mind.
Well, what makes you so happy! That's why I'm just getting mad! Nah, there's one more reason. That is, today's life will be completely new. A life full of diversity and mystery!
This is what the sweet girl is thinking while combing her hair. Apart from this, what else will he do? There is no work at hand. Barapaksha will come around 10 o'clock. The formalities will start from noon after the family wedding. The stupid boy bought it and sent it himself. How beautiful! He has been wanting to talk to her for a few days now. But no one is having time in these activities.
How to do one thing! I call him now. Who knows, he might still be sleeping! Still sleeping, no! I'm taking care of you. Wait.
Sitting in his room on the second floor, he sent a call to his brother with his maid.
2.
Mr. Fool is still sleeping. Peaceful sleep. After a long time, this one night he passed without nightmares. That's enough for him. Though sleepy, he can imagine everything happening around him. The fun of such a vague sleep is different. Nah, it starts to rise this time. The boy opened one eye in the middle of laziness. Five missed calls on the mobile next to it! His future wife's father called!
- So early in the morning! What do you think! They did not have any problem!
He hurriedly sat up. Her chest is shaking with thought. His phone rang immediately. With a trembling voice he said, 'Slamalikum Abba.'
'Babadhan, do you still sleep!'
'No! I mean, this is what I got up to ...
'
'Ohh sorry uncle. It will not be wrong.
'Hey hey, that's right, of course I won't get another chance to make a mistake ....
' Gee, that's right. '
The boy heard a feminine laugh from the other end of the phone.
There is something wrong. He thought to himself.
'Well Dad is your daughter by your side?'
This time both of them burst out laughing.
'Give me the phone.'
The girl picked up the phone. The boy is wondering what is happening!
'It's good that you don't know my father's throat, but how can I forget my brother's throat!'
The girl laughed again.
'It's okay to do such nonsense all the time, so to speak today!'
'Why baby! Is today a very special day? '
'Nah. I kept it. '
'Angry! Hey listen ... '
The line was cut before he could say anything else. The girl could not call anymore. Whatever happens, the arrogant boy will not pick up the phone for another hour.
3.
It is half past eleven at night. After being in a trance all day, the sweet girl and the stupid boy are now pretty much normal. Now they are the oldest human beings in the world. Today their heavenly passion will become a very earthly need! The sweet girl and the stupid boy are now in the same bed in the dark room! Both are looking out the window. Lightning flashes outside. But it is not raining. It is not clear whether it will happen at all.
'Ogo listen!'
'Hmm.'
'Lightning flashes.'
'Hmm.'
'Will there be lightning!'
'Hmm.'
'I'm scared when lightning strikes.'
'Hmm.'
The stupid boy is still indifferent. Unable to find the sweet girl, he grabbed her hand and put it on his shoulder and released it.
'How did I look today?'
'This is good.'
'Well done! Tell me exactly. '
'Roughly.'
'I looked bad!'
The crazy girl is looking at the stupid boy with swollen lips. Her eyes are rolling. The foolish boy realized what he had done wrong.
'Hey, I didn't say that, baby!'
The boy embraced the girl emotionally.
'Honestly you look more beautiful without makeup. As it seems now. This is how I want to see you every morning. What can I see? '
It started to rain outside. Ahladi girl is now the happiest girl in the world.
Sadat Shahriar