"Can you bear it?
Adrita frowns at Abrar's face. Crazy talk. Adrita, can't you bear it? If you can't bear a kiss, life is in vain. Haha, you can. The girl on the TV screen is bearing it with fun. As if there's nothing more fun than that.
He thought again. Is there really nothing more fun than this?
Abrar's face turns away from the drink. At this moment, an obscene and offensive scene is playing on the TV screen. Adrita's hands and feet start shaking. Her cheeks are red with embarrassment. She feels hot in her ears. Her eyelids feel swollen. She doesn't want to look.
He swallowed a dry mouthful. Wetting his lips with his tongue, he frantically searched for the remote to turn off the TV. But he couldn't find it anywhere. Nothing was available during work hours.
Abrar sits up straight. He places one hand on the arm of the sofa behind Adrita. He touches Adrita's back a little. He blinks another time. Some strange thoughts have gathered in his mind. He sits forward a little in a hurry.
Abrar said in a low voice.
"Don't you feel the lack of a husband after seeing this?"
A small thing, but the meaning is disobedience. It is capable of increasing the shy and timid Adrita's shame. That's why her head has become completely lowered. Both hands are applying pressure to each other. She wants to run away. But her unfaithful body doesn't seem to want to move.
Abrar probably took advantage of this. He placed his hand on the arm of the sofa on Adrita's shoulder and suddenly pulled her towards him.
The terrible heat is called
"What are you doing?"
Siam Bhai is in the kitchen.
He was annoyed with himself for talking. He made excuses for the bastard. As if they were husband and wife. Couldn't he have said something in harsh language?
"Do you think
I fucking care about
Before he could finish his sentence, Siam pushed the door open and entered. Adrita jumped to her feet and ran to her room with all her might. She had forgotten to take Annie with her. Save your own life first, then talk about anything else.
Abrar looked at Annie, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa. He wanted to stroke her soft, fluffy body.
But he did not give priority to his desire.
Siam is staring at Abrar like a fool. He saw Adrita running away. Now the question is, what was Abrar doing with Adrita?
What were you doing? What does that mean?
Siam came forward while thinking. He sat next to Abrar and asked
"Did you kiss me?"
"Don't kiss me. I need a hot night."
"Won't it be okay?"
"Oh.
You have to stay hot all night.
"Leave Adrita alone, brother. Your hotness will diminish the people of Bangladesh."
Abrar pats Siam's head.
"Idiot"
The people will increase it.
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It's three o'clock in the morning. Three means late night for Aman. He's been asleep since two. A few moments later, his phone rings. He's been called from an unknown number and asked to come to the Zurich River. Aman doesn't know who called. But he feels compelled to go. Maybe there's a need. Otherwise, why would he call?
Aman was sleeping in his t-shirt and tows. He left like that. He had to take the car out of the garage. He didn't feel like going to the garage at this moment, so he ran with the bike that was covered on the balcony.
It's very cold. It's difficult to see the roads and the ghats in the fog. Annoyed, Aman slows down the bike. He fears another accident.
But the end is not saved. A car comes from behind and hits his bike. Aman falls down with the bike. The head of the bike falls on his right hand. Aman writhes in extreme pain. He screams in a soft voice.
The car also stops. Aman and Siam get out.
A frightened Siam walked towards Aman. He pulled his hand out from under the bike. He tried to comfort him.
On the other hand, Abrar is looking at her with calm eyes, her hands clasped on her chest. She is neither showing any sympathy nor uttering any apologetic words.
He deliberately pushed himself away a few moments ago, and he has no regrets about it.
Siam alone lifted Aman into the car. And took him to the hospital. Aman stood there. A slight smile appeared at the corner of his lips. It was hard to tell in the darkness. But Bilai's eyes were shining.
"It's better not to have a hand that dares to touch my wife."
The next target is Asif Adnan.
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Siam has woken up. It's morning by the time Aman is admitted to the hospital and comes home. Abrar is sitting on the sofa in the drawing room, his feet propped up on the tea table, sipping his coffee and looking at something on his laptop.
"Did you break Aman's hand?"
Siam's terrifying voice. He couldn't forget the scene. How the beautiful hands of his dear friend had been broken in the blink of an eye. He was flailing around like a chicken whose throat had been cut.
Abrar replied in a normal tone, keeping his eyes on the laptop screen.
"I gave it to you. You are the next target."
Now I will open your eyes.
Siam immediately placed his hands over his eyes. He said in a voice of despair.
"I'll call your wife 'mother' if necessary. Don't even look up."
"Okay."
Come and call your mother. Tell her that your father is calling.
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