Aarohi niswas nite parche na.
Baire police.
Bhetore Mr.
R.
“Chup.” Mr.
R Aarohi r mukh ta haat diye chepe dhorlo.
“Prothom shorto mone ache? Kono awaz noy.”
Dhuk…
Dhuk…
Police abar dorja dholachche.
“Madam, sob thik ache to?”
Aarohi r chokh diye jol porche.
Se matha narlo.
Mr.
R haslo.
Haat ta soriye nilo.
“Good girl.”
Se ghore r light ta nibhiye dilo.
Sudhu janlar fanka diye bijli r alo.
“Jano Aarohi, ami keno esechi?”
“Keno?” Aarohi fis kore bollo.
“Karon 7 raat age tomar baba amar sathe ekta deal korechilo. Ar aj se paliye jacche.”
“Baba? Deal?” Aarohi obak.
“Haa. Uni bolechilen ‘amar meyer 7 raat niyo, amar pran ta chere dao’.”
Thik tokhoni Aarohi r phone e abar msg elo.
Unknown number theke.
*”Meye, paliye ja.
O manush na.” – Baba*
Mr.
R phone ta dekhe nilo.
Or chokh lal hoye gelo.
“Dekcho? Uni abar niyom bhanglo. Tahole sasti to petei hobe.”
Se Aarohi r haat ta dhore tan dilo.
“Cholo. Ajker raat ta amra chade katabo. Ekhane police ache.”
Aarohi bujhte parche na…
baba sotti deal korechilo?
Naki Mr.
R mittha bolche?
Chade uthtei jhor er haowa.
Ar dure hospital er alo.
Mr.
R fis kore bollo “Dwitiyo shorto: *Kal sokal porjonto tumi kadte parbe na.*”
*To be continued…*
Ki mone hocche tomader?
Baba sotti Mr.
R er sathe deal korechilo?
Naki eta Mr.
R er arekta chaal?
Ar oi Unknown number theke msg ta sotti baba pathiyeche to?
Aarohi ekhon 2 dik theke bondho.
Ekdike Police, arekdike Shaitan
R chade giye Mr.
R “kadte parbe na” ei shorto ta keno dilo?
Comment e bolo to –
*1.
Tumi Aarohi r jaygay thakle ki korte?
Police ke sob bolte?*
*2.
Mr.
R asole manush naki onno kichu?* Kal Chapter 4 e janbo “Tritiyo Shorto” ki hobe
Ar haa, share korte bhulo na.
50 view theke 500 te niye jete hobe
*Porte thako, pashe thako