"Huh!"
Aahi was shocked. She didn't realize that he felt the same way. She wanted to hug him, cry her heart out. But, one thing kept coming to her mind- what if she couldn't make it? What if her confession of feelings would hurt him forever?
She said after a while
"Kintu Abhi..... "
"Nalage eko kobo toi. Tor uttor jaanu moi. Tor bemaar karone kua naai moi. Tok moi bhaal paau, you should know that. I will never leave you no matter what."
She didn't say anything.
"Moi khura hotor usorot jaau. Ki korise saau. Toi uthi aah. Xui thakile bemaari bemaari laage."
He patted her head and went to call Aahi's parents.
"Khura! Moi ahisilu."
Aahi's dad came out of their room.
"Abhi, tetiya kio tenekoi gusi gola?"
"Ehh... Olop mon tu beya lagisil karone gusi goisilu."
Abhi said smiling
"Heri nohoi, apunaloke kiba khale ne?"
"Naai roba. Khuriyera xui e aase."
"Hey raam. Bolok bolok. Aji amar ghorot bhaat tu khaai aahibo. Khuriro kosto nohobo."
"Nalage diya Abhi. Ene mon son bhal nhoi."
"Xikarone toh bolok. Mon tuo bhal lagibo. Aaru apunalok aalohi nohoi diyok amar ghorot. Apuni mor deutar dore. Jetiya mor deuta eri thoi gusi goisil amak, apuniei dekhun amak nijor xontaan r dore morom disil. Etiya moko xontaan r dayitto palon koribo diyok."
Aahi's dad smiled at him with tears in his eyes. He patted his head and said.
"Tumak moi xodaai nijor lora buli bhabu babei xokolu kou Abhi. Deuta nathakil ki hol, tumaar maa e tumalok tiniutake ji xonskar dii dangor korise, xeii xonskaar ketiyaao pahori najaba. Tumaar maar kosto aami dekhisu. Teu kebol tumalokok nohoi, tumalokar gotei poryal tuk ek got kori raakhise. Tumaar sokut moi xeii aabeg, xeii xonskaar dekhu. Tumi bor bhaal lora Abhi. "
Abhi got close and hugged him. Aahi's dad wiped his eyes and said.
"Abhi, Aahi r kothatu ki hobo etiya?"
"Khura, sinta nokoribo moi aasu nohoi."
"Poisa bule bohut akou."
"Poisa jogaar hoi jaabo. Apuni nissinto thakok. Aaru taair etiyao serious hoa naai buli e koise bule doctore. Toh iman kotha naai diyok."
Aahi's mom came out of the room and saw both of them talking.
"Khuri, bhaal time otei ulala tumi. Bola bola amar ghorot. Aaji ratir xaaj tatei khaaba. Tumaro gaa tu beya nohoi. Maa e bhaat bonabo e. Moi koi thoisu. "
"Kintu...."
"Bola bola, kuno kotha naai."
He shouted to call Aahi.
"Oii, Aahi, ula. Amar ghorot khaabi bhaat.
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Is this what fate looks like?
Ficción GeneralAahi-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.
