@Story : In conclusion I am you too.

★Written by Md Rabiul hasan.

★part:01

Spriha was walking towards her aunt's room next to Ian's room. Sprihar's aunt called him. As soon as he heard Mami calling, he left the chat room and came up. Spriha is very fond of not only her aunt but everyone in this house.

As Ian was crossing the room, someone suddenly pulled him into the room. The girl's heart seemed to be drying up as someone rushed her to the room. Someone dragged him inside the room before Spriha realized anything. The girl's chest trembled with fear. Who will do such work in this full house? Who will show such far courage? Frightened, Ian closed his eyes at first, but Ian looked at him with a twinkle in his eye. Seeing Ian, he knows that the water has returned. At this point he realizes that there is only one person in this house who has such far-reaching courage and that is Ian himself. Ian dragged Spraha into his room and grabbed her by the door. The distance between them is just a name. The girl moved a little closer to Ian's desire. This time he looked at her with wide eyes and said,

-Brother you!

- What do you think? Who would dare to lay a hand on your body in this house?

- Not you, but me ...

Before I could finish speaking, Ian pressed his face to hers and gently touched her cheek very close to his. Touching Ian's cheek, the girl seemed to be frozen. Touching her chest. Fear, panic and trembling at the touch of Ian, the desire became sure. Suddenly, as soon as the knowledge of desire came back, desire pushed Ian away from him. After a sudden push, Ian went and fell, then snatched the two hands from the desire.

In a fit of rage, Chandali rushed towards Ian. The voice raised its voice a few degrees to the sky and said,

- No matter how many times I forbid you, don't do that to me.

Ian says somewhat naturally,

- If I don't, who will?

- And no matter what you do.

- Let no one look at you with their hands. He will not have a single bone in his body.

Raising her voice higher, she says,

-Yeah, you're talking like I'm a cabin wife with your dowry.

- How many more days?

- I'm too old to be your wife.

-I'll see you in time.

Anger is rippling all over the body. The girl's anger is at the tip of her nose. And he can't hear Ian at all. Yanta has also been wearing it. Whenever he gets a chance, he catches the spirits or jumps. Ian got out of his room and stood up again, looked at Ian and said with an angry look,

-Listen brother, I have said before that I still say I don't like you, I will never do it. If you are not the only man left in the world, then I will not marry you if necessary, but remember that I will not marry you.

After waiting for a moment, Spriha left Ian's room.

Ian clenched his teeth and digested the last word of desire, although it was difficult to tell if Ian had digested it. Far from talking on his face, no one talks to him even with a loud voice. Ian is a man of many strong personalities. Graduated years ago. He also got some good job offers. But did not join anywhere. He wants to accompany his father in his business. The eldest son of the family, Ian. Fathers always want their eldest son to keep at least his shoulders. Mosharraf Rahman is no exception as a father. So after realizing the demands of his father's mind, Ian rejected the good offers as soon as he got them and started his father's business.

2.

As soon as he started giggling in anger, Spriha entered his aunt Nazma Begum's room and put it directly next to the bed of her room and started drinking water with the jar of water. Nazma Begum sees Spriha drinking water like this and says,

- No matter how many times I have told you not to drink water like this, I am still standing.

He snatched the jar of water from Spriha's hand, poured water into the glass and extended it towards Spriha.

- No, eat now.

Lust cried out,

-Auntie doesn't drink water.

- That is before you eat and cool down.

Spriha finished the glass of water at once and wiped the water around the lips with the back of her hand and let out two loud breaths. Seeing Spriha sitting quietly, Nazma Begum asked,

- Now tell me what happened to you? Why are you angry ammunition?

Listening to Mami's words, it was as if the dormant rage of desire rose again. After the anger erupts, the desire says,

- Tell me, what is the reason for my anger to have your son?

- Why did my son do that to you again?

- Tell me what you didn't do. Why is your son so arrogant aunt?

- What did you say again?

Nazma Begum and Spriha hurriedly looked at the door of the room when they heard Ifat's voice. Ifat enters the room with two hands full of mehendi and tells Spriha,

- What are you talking about my brother again?

- I said I did well. Your brother will be arrogant and I can't say anything to him, can I?

- Why did he hear what he did?

- A little while ago he ...

Here is how he would say such a shameless thing with shame on his face. She is very angry with Ian. Even if the words are suppressed, the desire cannot suppress the anger. So he said angrily,

- Why don't he bother me. What a brazen man! I have never seen such a brazen boy in my life.

-Listen to ..

Nazma Begum tied up Ifat and said,

- Aha Ifat Ma, you don't leave out. He is a small man. I will explain to him.

-Mother, you later explain to Bhasti who is your darling. Before I say a little.

Ifat goes a little closer to Sprihar and says,

-Listen, we all love you very much. It would be wrong to say just a lot, I caress more than many. Firstly, it is for Fupi because Fupi is very dear to us and secondly, it is for my brother. My brother likes you a lot.

-But I ...

Ifat stops his desire and says,

-Listen, you didn't just say it, my brother Behaya, you didn't say it right at all. You know that my brother is not arrogant. As I grew older, many of my girlfriends could not talk to my brother about his age. But you are right and brazen, it is only for you because he likes you. And you don't even understand this simple thing.

Ifat stopped saying the words at once. Ifat will say something in the name of his brother and the girl who has not answered him is not Ifat. Brother is very fond of him. And whoever says whatever he likes in the name of that darling brother understands the face and even if someone tolerates it, Ifat will not tolerate it. Whatever the man in front of it? As for Ian, Ifat doesn't even talk about leaving his father, there is no question of leaving Spriha.

Realizing that the situation is getting worse, Nazma Begum said in a tone of brushing her daughter,

- Aha Ifat, did you start?

Seeing that Spruha's face had turned pale, Nazma Begum approached Spruha and gently hugged the girl and said,

- Little people understand so much.

- Yes, mother, you always keep it small, he doesn't have to grow up anymore.

- Well, well, I'll explain the rest to him. You stop now.

Ifat takes a deep breath, calms down and says to Spraha,

- Come on, come on.

As soon as he came forward, Ifat hugged him. He kissed her gently on the cheek and said,

- My sister is a little older. See, you and Tandra are the same age, but Tandra understands everything and you are so stupid.

This time the desire embraced Ifat's neck in a sweet tone and said,

- I don't have a job when I grow up, sister. When you grow up, you will stop ruling which I do not want at all.

- You'll never really grow up. God knows what will happen to my brother.

- Did you start the same thing again?

- Well, I'm not talking anymore.

Leaving the lust, Ifat looks at his mother and says,

- Well, mother, I forgot to say why I came.

-What?

- Did you give him that thing?

- Where else could I give him, I just called him and you came and started sweeping him.

Nothing about the words of Ifat and Mami is being understood. He stared blankly.

Nazma Begum took out a jewelry box from her steel cupboard locker and called Spraha to sit on the bed.

- I want to come to my mother.

As soon as he approached Spriha, he took out a necklace from the jewelry box and wrapped it around Spriha's neck.

- See if you like mother?

Spriha went in front of the mirror and was shocked to see herself. The jewelry design is very beautiful. From the side, Nazma Begum said,

- It's for you. You are on the wedding day of Ifat.

- Really aunty, it's for me!

Spriha was as happy as she was surprised. The girl is blinking her eyes happily.

-Yes, brother bought it for you.

Ifat says from the side. Ian bought the jewelry for appetite. Hearing this, he turned his face into Bengali. As soon as he took the jewelry off his neck, he tied it and said,

- Listen, my brother bought the thing for you as a hobby. If you don't take it, he will suffer.

- But it is not possible for me to take any of the things he gave me, sister.

- Well, it's up to you. However, my request is that since my brother bought the jewelry as a hobby, at least after my wedding day. Then whether you take it or not, it's up to you, we won't say anything. Yet after the wedding day.

Spriha took off the jewelry and took it in her hand. Do not understand what to do. Yes, no desire to say anything. Ian can't stand it, and there's no question of wandering around with what he's given. Unable to cope, Ian doesn't even mention his name. And when he turns around after this jewelry, everyone will ask who gave it, then he has to tell everyone all day that the jewelry was given to him by Ian. I feel annoyed at the thought, then how will he say?

As soon as Ifat left his mother's house, his younger sister Tandra entered the room. He sniffs and enters his mother's room, throwing questions at her.

- Who is angry with mother and brother?

- Why, what happened again?

- I just came from my brother's room. He is very angry. Not saying anything.

Ifat asks Spriha,

- Did you go to your brother's house?

- I didn't go by myself ...

The rest did not say desire. When Ian is angry, he bows his head and keeps silent like a thief, as if he has stolen and is gone after being caught. Realizing the reason for Ian's anger, Nazma Begum, Ifat and Tandra look at the three together. No one is left to understand. Who has the guts to anger Ian. Surely the desire said something that made Ian angry.

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Let's go ...