Brother Enamul released my hand.
What do you do if you don't leave?
What do I mean? I'm telling you to give up. Either, or I'll scream.
Enamul smiled broadly. His eyebrows danced
Said
--- Is that so?
Do it and see the scream.
Let's see who believes in you.
--- Why are you here?
Suddenly, Priyanti Enamul was shocked to hear such strange language.
He crossed the yard and kept his eyes on the front door.
Following the origin of the words, the eyes of both of them looked for the creator of the strange sentence.
Piyanti was surprised to see a stranger standing near the front door smiling.
No one outside the gate of this house is allowed to enter this house.
No one from outside is allowed to enter this remote village.
Priyanti's great uncle Aziz Rahman made his own rules.
His strict instructions.
Priyanthi has never seen this rule being violated in so many years.
But today no one from outside, absolutely foreign people have come and appeared.
Priyanthi watched the boy from head to toe.
Her skin color is very white.
The color has become more prominent in the black jacket.
Priyanthi's forehead frowned when she saw the boy wearing a jacket in such heat.
The boy repeatedly pushes the hair on his spiked forehead with his hands.
He is looking around with curious eyes.
It is clear from seeing that the village has never seen.
There is a lot of fascination in both eyes.
The dark brown eyes are twinkling.
The boy came and stood in front of Priyanthi with a smile on his face.
Said
--- Didn't you hear?
Piyanti was surprised. What is the boy saying? What language is it? It sounds like Bengali.
Seeing Piyanti not speaking, the boy asked Enamul, who was standing next to him,
--- What's Happening Here?
Enamul did not understand anything. He does not know English. He did not study much.
Who will go to study again after all day and night bullying?
She looked at the unknown boy with wide eyes and tried to save the meaning of the words.
Behind the boy, Aziz Rahman opened the door and entered.
Enamul looks at his father and says,
--- Dad, who is this?
Where are you coming from?
Aziz Rahman patted Enamul on the back.
She looks at the boy proudly.
--- Bujla Janeman, this is my pula.
Even if you don't study at the fair, English is very burdensome.
Kiri enema ka?
When Enamul is dry.
This time in front of his father, he frowned thinking that his nose could be cut off.
Priyanthi looks at her uncle.
--- Who knows?
Aziz Rahman looked at his girlfriend with wide eyes.
As soon as he saw it, he started shouting.
--- What are you doing here? What's here?
Can you stand in front of the dead outside shamelessly?
Jah, go inside.
The stranger looks at his girlfriend.
Addressing Aziz Rahman, he said,
--- Why are you shooting?
Aziz Rahman smiled foolishly. He told Enamul,
--- Play some, you can play these languages.
Enamul also smiles foolishly.
Itchy head.
He looked at the boy and smiled.
The boy smiles too.
He laughs without understanding what happened.
He sees his girlfriend with a smile.
Priyanthi doesn't pay attention to all this.
He is used to hearing all this.
Slowly he crossed the yard and entered the house.
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---- What is it?
Aziz Rahman doesn't like talking at the dinner table at all. But today is different.
He sat down to eat with the foreign boy.
The foreign boy picks it up from the food plate and asks for the name.
Aziz Rahman is still not bothered.
Not being there means not being bothered at all. On the contrary, he looks happier.
It is obvious from the look on his face that he is very happy that the foreign boy has come.
Abanti is looking at the foreign boy with curious eyes. He is more busy rolling his eyes than eating.
Priyanthi noticed the matter and stabbed Abanti with her elbow.
Avanti sits on Priyanti's body and whispers,
--- Why did a foreigner suddenly come to our house, Ray Apu?
Do you know anything?
Priyanthi does not speak.
He warmed his eyes and signaled to remain silent.
Avanti is not silent.
Unaware of Priyanthi, he leans towards Tishara who is sitting on his right side.
Whispers,
--- Do you know anything Tisha Apu?
Tisha was busy eating. She chewed the food as soon as she heard Abanti's question.
At the end he whispered to himself,
--- What do I know?
- Why did uncle suddenly bring this boy?
- I don't know anything.
Avanti is not disappointed. When she gets a chance to tell a story, she uses the opportunity honestly.
--- Which country would it be?
--- I don't understand.
--- Think America, Nare?
Tisha shook her head.
--- Maybe.
Aziz Rahman threatened. Tisha looked at Avanti and said,
--What are you doing here? Why are you talking so much? You have come to eat.
Tisha swells her face.
- Is that foreign boy also talking, father?
--- He and you are not one.
--- Why?
--- He is coming to visit here. He is the guest of Geram. And are you like that?
On this occasion, Tisha sat down and asked the inner question,
--- Then why are you coming to our house?
Aziz Rahman frowned.
When Tisha entered in fear.
He knows exactly how terrible it can be for Dad to be angry.
Priyanthi herself is her aquatic proof.
Tisha glanced at her sweetheart once.
She is wearing a dirty white sari.
He is picking up a handful of rice on his cheek.
He has no idea about anything around him.
Aziz Rahman was happy to see Tishar's frightened face.
He used this technique to subdue the whole family.
But at the moment he does not want to scare anyone.
In response to Tishara's question, he said,
--- Don't you know that there is no hotel in this village?
So I brought Amago home.
I am the chairman of Geram, do I also have a responsibility?
Pause and say again
Besides, I will also earn some extra money. I have said that I will survive the fair to stay in Polada.
There is no shortage of foreign money.
Priyanthi smiled sarcastically when she heard that.
Who knows better than his uncle that he does nothing without intere
,
,
--- Do you really know the upper name?
After eating, Abanti and Tisha secretly dragged the foreign boy to the roof. Both are of the same type. They are very fickle in nature. That is why the two are so close. However, there is an age difference.
Tisha and Avanti's elder sister Priyanti are the same age. Avanti is three years younger than them.
Even then, there are more similarities between Tisha and Abanti.
Girlfriend type.
And darling? She's a serious person.
Hearing Tishara's question, the foreign boy widened his smiling face.
He blinked for a while and tried to understand the meaning of the words.
At the last moment he shook his head loudly.
Avanti looks at him in surprise. Tisha asks,
--- Do you know anyone's name is Ray Tisha Apu?
Tisha is no less surprised. She also says in a surprised voice,
--- Janinare. I have never heard such a name in my father's birth.
Does this boy's father and mother call him Gude Gusti?
--- The matter of foreigners is different. It will be different.
Tisha nodded wisely.
- Hmmm.
Aziz Rahman's voice can be heard from below.
He is calling them. He is calling them Jaanemon Jaanemon aloud.
Avanti Tisha looked at both of them and laughed.
They can't stop smiling when they hear Aziz Rahman's face.
The three of them went down the stairs.
Aziz Rahman came forward with a smile on his face.
Her mood is hot right now.
It seems to ruin everything around him. Still he is trying to keep himself calm. He is keeping the smile on his face.
He is not at all willing to tarnish his own image by doing the opposite in front of the foreign boy.
His stupid boy, of whom he has been so proud for so long. The boy who has come out with a swollen chest, he is fluent in English without studying. He will be able to lose a lot of knowledge in English. He doesn't understand English either.
So far he has increased his price by saying these things.
Aziz Rahman's mood is not right with all these thoughts.
He is looking at Enamul standing next to him with bloodshot eyes and repeatedly warning him.
Enamul, realizing his father's warning, jumped in front of him.
Danger if in front.
He doesn't know exactly when and how to sit.
Aziz Rahman gritted his teeth angrily looking at Enamul's departure. He brought the foreign boy to his house with the help of this boy. He thought the boy would spend the day talking to Enamul. But now? What will happen now?
If there are no people to understand or listen to the boy, will the boy want to stay here? He will want to leave. What will happen then?
Aziz Rahman let out a sigh. The boy came and stood in front of him with Avanti and Tisha.
Aziz Rahman looked at him and smiled foolishly.
He winked at Abanti.
Trying to see something with fine eyes, he said in a serious voice,
--- This Jamada is Tisha in your name.
Tisha understands. Understanding the meaning of her father's words, she tries to cover up the matter.
Say,
--- What shirt, Dad? The body of this Avanti? Why should it be mine? It is his.
Aziz Rahman looked angry.
--- Don't try to fool me.
Tisha cringes in fear. Her face twitches. Priyanti and Avanti are her father's own nephew's daughter, yet Tisha doesn't understand why he does this to them.
Priyanti never says anything out loud. But Avanti? She is small.
What dirty clothes does he want to wear?
,
Let's go ........
#Story : Foreigner.
#Md Rabiul hasan.
# Episode: 1
(I will start this story after finishing the story "Spring has come")
Suddenly, Priyanti Enamul was shocked to hear such strange language.
He crossed the yard and kept his eyes on the front door.
Following the origin of the words, the eyes of both of them looked for the creator of the strange sentence.
Piyanti was surprised to see a stranger standing near the front door smiling.
No one outside the gate of this house is allowed to enter this house.
No one from outside is allowed to enter this remote village.
Priyanti's great uncle Aziz Rahman made his own rules.
His strict instructions.
Priyanthi has never seen this rule being violated in so many years.
But today no one from outside, absolutely foreign people have come and appeared.
Priyanthi watched the boy from head to toe.
Her skin color is very white.
The color has become more prominent in the black jacket.
Priyanthi's forehead frowned when she saw the boy wearing a jacket in such heat.
The boy repeatedly pushes the hair on his spiked forehead with his hands.
He is looking around with curious eyes.
It is clear from seeing that the village has never seen.