It is raining heavily outside.Hasina was engrossed in her thoughts. She was standing on the balcony of her room.
She has a hot coffee cup in her hand, from which smoke was coming out.
Suddenly her phone buzzed on the table .
She took a deep breath and turned back towards her room .
"Ha ammi boliye"
"Are kabse phone kiye ja rahi hoon phone kyun nehi utha rahi h?" Her ammi yelled on her over on phone . Haseena closed her eyes pressing her ears .
"Ap thoda dhire baat nehi kar sakte ? Bahar baarish ho raha hai kuch sunai nehi de raha tha m balcony m thi " haseena explained her mother .
" Mai isliye hi call kiye the tujhe , hum pushpa ji ke Ghar aye the shopping k liye likin baarish ki wajah se yeha ruk gayi hoon . Agar barish nehi ruke toh Ghar nehi aa sakti hoon. "
"Thik h ammi , ap wo hi reh jaiye " -haseena
"Or shun! Pushpa ji bol rahe the ki karishma beta abhi taak Ghar nehi ayi , tere sath hi office m thi na ? "
Haseena's eyebrows came together. "Abhi taak Ghar nehi gayi? " She murmured.
"Kya hua ?"
"Voh ammi hume nehi pata . Hum dekhte h apko bad m call karti hoon " Haseena disconnected the call and searched for Karishma's number .
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"Uncle please let me in" An elderly white skinned security guard was standing in front of Hasina's flat. Karishma requested him for almost 1 hour.Her accommodation was on the 5th floor.
"No my child I'm sorry! I can't go against the rules. No entry after 9 pm without permission." As often as Karishma requests, he does not comply.But karishma is not a person to give up.
"You know I have been working here for the past 25 years. For my honesty, my employer has kept me employed even at this age."He was full of his own praise. Meanwhile, Karishma has been soaking in the rain for 1 hour standing outside the gate . She is not paying attention to his words.She is looking at Hasina's floor again and again.
Behind him 3/4 body guard was moving under a shed inside the gate, Karishma sighed"You are too good uncle I know . Please try to understand.It's a matter of the heart, my ..." She was stuck in the middle of talking, she did not understand what she should address Hasina.
"Your what?" That person asked her .
"My my.." she fumbled " my wife! yes my wife " she gathered courage and addressed her. "My wife is angry with me . I have to pacify her " she tried to make him understand.
"Okay I'll but I need permission from your wife .call her !, " he told her gently . As he became soft for a moment.
"Ab call to receive hi nehi kar rahi h. 20 bar call kar chuki hoon . Ab karegi bhi to nakhra kregi . Nehi ap apna ghar jaiye mujhe apse koi baat hi Nehi karni" she thought and mimicked her voice in her mind.
"Uncle, she is not answering my call . As I told you she is angry with me " Karishma explained to him .
"Then sorry my child. I can't " He also gave up as he was bound with his Responsibility.
BEFORE 2 HOURS..
"So did you both figure out your problems? " Mr. Smith asked them while rolling his pen in his finger . " I mean what did you decide ?" She asked them gently.
"Actually I-i mean .." Karishma fumbled due to the shot of words . Haseena glared at her and then looked at Mr. Smith's challenging face again .
