50 parts Ongoing MatureMahir running back to her house. He was in a terrific hurry. He was running breathlessly. He was not even bothering about the traffics on the busy road. Finally he reached his destination.
"No no no... You can't do this to me...."
Mahir shouted,"Punish me in some other way, this can't be the only way to punish me... Please forgive me for my fault, I'm apologizing from my deep heart's core. I won't repeat the same mistake anymore I swear. Please tell me once is my mistake? 😭 Tum toh mereko directly bhi bol sakti thi meri galati k baremein, then why r u punishing me in this way??? If you really want to punish me, then,there are a lot's other ways to punish me. Come and slap me, kick me, punch me, don't talk to me, but please please don't do this to me 🙏🏿🙏🏿 I swear please ,Bela."
Uncontrollable tears ran out of his eyes.
Blood ran out of her hands left hand. Bela, in a constant manner, surprisingly looking at Mahir. She was still holding the knife in her right hand.
Mahir sat on his knees and snatched the knife out of her hands and had thrown it away.
"What is the result of this? You punished me indirectly because, I never thought for a single while that we both r different. Bela, you are my part. Thus, this is not only hurting u, but also hurting me too😭 my fault is that, I'm a late realiser. I didn't confessed anytime what I used to feel about you 😔"
Bela fainted.
