The groom got ready for going to the bride's house. Everything was going on smoothly. Abhi was looking for someone.
"Maa Aahi kot?"
He asked
"Ghorot goise. Gaa tu bule bor bhal loga naai. Akou moi ghorot okole thakim karone taai mor logote thakibo bule."
"Tar mane taai najai?"
"Najai bule."
He took out his phone and called her but she didn't answer. He tried again and again. Finally, she answered
"Ki hoise tor? Kio najao?"
"Arre mor gaa tu beya lagise. Nohole toh moi golu e hoi."
"Toi eimatra ahh."
"Kintu....."
"Jatrar tym parh hoi jbo kintu ah. Toi nohaloi aaji dorao njai."
She failed infront of his firm attitude. She got ready to go. She wore his favorite dress. It was his day and she knew she was trynna ruin it. So, she decided to not be selfish and take part in his happy moments.
She reached the wedding venue.
"Kio phatlami kori thako......"
He was dumbstruck. He couldn't take his eyes off her.
"Oii ki hol?"
He returned from his static position.
"Ha.. Nhoi.. Tok aji dhuniya lagise reh."
"Hmm"
She smiled resistantly.
"Xun."
He took her to a side. Everyone was tired of his childish behavior. But they couldn't do anything else
"Listen, mor lgt thakibi toi. Don't leave my side."
She smiled with teary eyes.
"Never."
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Is this what fate looks like?
General FictionAahi-Abhi, childhood best friends, share something more than just friendship. But fate has some different plans for them. Keep reading the story to find out.
