'Honestly, wife, haven't you done anything bad with any other man? Don't think of me as a criminal. I know how the mind is bad. I look at how blurred everything is.

Even in this hot evening, half of Fayez's body is covered with a kantha. What if he has a complex illness. The village doctor said to see a good doctor in town. But that ability has not become Fayez's in the last six months. And for Shahidar, he is another terrible thing. Yet that is what the thirty-year-old girl is trying to do.

She is silently listening to her husband with her hands on her cheeks. Seeing him remain silent, Fayez tried to sit up. At that moment Shahida came forward and grabbed him and sat him down and said- Ah, what to do! Do it! Your body is that bad.

Leaning up and leaning against the earthen wall, Fayez answers in a dull voice - whoever has a faded color in his mind, his body will be worse!

Shahida is in pain. The leaves of her eyes are blurred. Somewhere a dumb scream is trying to come out but is failing. However, he replied in a calm voice - your words hurt me nowadays. As if those words have been made in the world by listening to me.

Fayez smiles. Laughter is not for Shahida's words. It is for her own destiny. He said that when a man loses the power of his body, his power disappears from everything in the world. Isn't that right, wife?

Shahida put her hand on Fayez's cheek and pressed her face and said- don't say that. You are my husband. What do you want to know?

- I don't want to know anything. But how do you have three stomachs every day! I have been sitting and eating for the last six months. What do you do during the day? I can't think of anything sacred. I shouldn't think so.

Shahida grabbed Fayez's hand tightly. Two slender slender hands. It is getting more and more dull day by day. He kissed Fayez's right wrist once and looked up. Then he said - there is no holiness in the world. What do you do when you think of something sacred alone? The whole world is now crushed in the mill of sin. There, poor people like us survived by committing a minor sin. What is the damage to the world?

Fayez understands that he will never get a proper answer from Shahida. With a pile of pride in his mind, he lowered the pillow and lay down again. He only knows how to do this useless thing now. Lift the pillow and lean against the earthen wall. Lay it down again. For a long time, the outside light is not well seen. What a serious disease. He does not know the name of the disease. The fever only comes every hour. It goes beyond that again. As far as change is concerned, it is only the body that has become dry. Shahida said she would be taken to the city's top doctor in a few days.

After feeding Fayez and putting him to sleep, Shahida pulled the door from outside. Salam, the only son of ten years, is lying next to him. He does not talk to Fayez. He fell from the guava tree four years ago and stopped talking. He speaks correctly. But for some it is incomprehensible to understand that language. His bed is a little next to Fayez. He can't speak so loudly anymore. Every night the boy has become accustomed to sleeping alone. Shahida sleeps alone in the dilapidated room next door. But a more unfamiliar, familiar voice floated to Fayez's ears. She just can't sleep.

Shahida scratched her head and barely left the comb on the earthen wall, and immediately Arman, the twenty-seven-year-old son of Gazi Matbar, appeared. Seeing Shahida, he spread his lips and smiled and said- your age is increasing day by day. But with her, I see that the form is not going less. Are you taking the love of her dead husband lying on the bed?

Shahidar tied the words like a thorn in his side. Death is better than this. But when destiny says death is not in the fortune, it must be endured. He had to wander around this house in search of work. In this country of scarcity, who will hire him!

On the evening of the service, he would go door to door and return home with a little money. Arman blocked the way in the middle. Ignoring the tempting offer of a few rupees, he could not save his personality in the end. Only the atmosphere became heavier. Hutom fled to a nearby forest for fear of the owl. Only Shahida could not escape. He knew very well that there was no law in the world to speak for him.

Only in the heat of power and money, the child of law flourishes. He comes out and scratches the feet of those in power. This heinous life started from that extreme experience.

Shahida sighed and said- I will not do these bad deeds anymore. Whether my husband is good or not, I will not. His own self-esteem is bigger to me than that man's health.

Arman Kai jumped forward like a fish and came forward and said- don't show so much chastity. I can't cross even if I don't want to, I can't cross even if I want to. I will lose all the money that passes in the last month.

- Even if I die, I can't do bad things anymore.

Shahida was going to say something more. But before that another man entered the house. This man has entered this house before. But alone. Secretly. He does not know the darkness without Shahida. He called him Hazrat Chacha in broad daylight. Seeing Arman, he said- What are you doing here today?

Arman replies with a demonic smile - Aizaka was the day I came. You came by mistake uncle. She will be seen later. Meanwhile, Shahida has become Sati Savitri. And she will not cheat on the groom.

-Ah! Should I say that? How does the stomach work?

Shahida protested - if not, it will not work. You go out of this house. Otherwise I will call a complaint.

- Prostitutes complain again! In the end, I will do it without you. Now let's act like a sensible girl.

Shahida pushed Hazrat's body away and said- move away. It's been a long time. I will make arrangements to float myself in the Ganges in pieces. No more. Many have lived this sinful life.

As if the blood became hot in Arman's head. He grabbed Shahidar by the throat. Hazrat had lost consciousness many years ago. Now all that was left was to apply the remnants of Setuku. Picking up a brass jug next to him, he hit hard and sat down in the middle of Shahida's head.

The girl fell to the ground before she could feel her hands on her head, shouting "Ma Go".

So far the other two have stopped. But Shahida's frozen body explains a lot. From the next room, Fayez is screaming with a broken throat - give him a break. Pray to Allah, give him a break.

Hazrat and Arman fled in fear. Fayez's chattering went on all night. In the morning, some distance away, Azgar Ali got up to perform ablution and came running after hearing the voice of Fayez's broken throat. He saw a skeletal body slapping his chest and crying. Shahida's frozen body in the next room.

Many people have gathered in the yard since morning. Some praise Shahida, some speak with hints of sin. Shahida's body has been brought to the yard. Someone tried to pull Fayez out but he did not come. From inside the house, he is leaning against the earthen wall and looking towards the yard. Hazrat once looked at Shahidar and said "Aha Re" and said goodbye.

The only son Salam is constantly humming. Only Fayez is not crying anymore.

He looked silently at the yard and thought-

"What is the severe punishment for the sins of helpless people. But the great sins of great people are not punished. Ray Shahida, I knew all about you. I was just waiting, you saved yourself before you saved me. But you survived like this? Who else will I wait for? "But you wait on the other side. I don't have much time."