Happy family (three) Mofizul Islam
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Happy family (three) Mofizul Islam
Even though he was busy talking to Raihan in the car, the beautiful moon face of Nazia's wife did not appear from time to time. Now that he was alone, he started thinking about Nazia more and more.
It was nine o'clock at night. Masum got down from the bus and quickly reached BEFAC office with a CNG. When he left the office after explaining the notebooks, etc., the clock struck ten. He thought, so many nights B. I will not get a bus to Baria. You have to take the night coach to Sylhet. So he took a rickshaw to Sayedabad bus terminal and boarded the bus.
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There were not many passengers in the bus that day. When the time was up, the bus left because the number of vehicles on the road was less and the Sylhet-bound 'Mitali' bus ran very fast.
The car is running smoothly. Many of the passengers are already asleep. There is no sleep in innocent eyes. He is thinking about Nazia. Only one thing keeps coming up in his mind, Aha! Poor Nazia seems not to have slept yet. Surely she is sitting waiting for me without eating or drinking. Hoping to eat a plate together with me. I told him how much, Nazia! If you come late at night, you eat and sleep. We are men. Many times it is late at night to return home due to various problems. If you sit waiting for me, it will be a lot of trouble. Health will be broken.
But he didn't mean it. Couldn't agree. Her genuine love for her husband, infinite love and endless tug of heart did not let her sleep or eat alone. No matter how deep the night, no matter how long the time, I never found him asleep. Got it in recitation. Got it in prayer, got it in reading a religious book. Alas! Nazia, the queen of my liver fragment heart, still sleeps for me.
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Suddenly there was a loud noise. The car came to a screeching halt. The sleeping passengers wake up with a startle. What happened, why it happened, they do not understand anything. Everyone sat in their seats and began to remember the name of Allah.
The car was then deserted one kilometer from Madhavadi in the area.
There are no houses around. Only in the light of the head light, a wall was seen far away from the road. By this time, people realized that the rear wheel of the car was broken. It also came to know that essential oil was not brought in the wrong order.
When I asked the driver how long it would take to add new wheels and bring oil, he said it would take at least one and a half to two hours. because There is no other option but to go to Madhavadi for oil.
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quiet night Traffic almost stopped. Every now and then one or two long distance buses are going from here to there. Some cargo trucks known as Yantradanab are also plying.
As it was dark, nothing could be seen around. Except for one or two brave passengers who got down from the bus, all the rest sat in their respective seats and started sleeping. Masum also tried to sleep. But could not. Only Nazia's beautiful face floated in front of his eyes.
Nazia is twenty. His body is resplendent with a wonderful youthful dignity. His form is glorified in unearthly glory in the beauty of blooming roses. The curved gaze of the beauty's pair of eyes is quite capable of casting spells on the hearts of lovers.
Her incomparable form captivates husband's mind and makes him swoon for love. A smile line always sticks to the red thin cheekbones. It is as if the young woman's advanced nostrils had been fashioned by a skilled craftsman.
There is no count of how many adjectives the poets and writers would have called him besides Sukeshi, Sudanti, Sunayana, Sudarshana, Ananya and Nirbhimani.
About half an hour passed while thinking about Nazia. I know how Masum's mind is shaking. He doesn't feel good about anything. At one point he got down from the bus. The wind was blowing. Nazia walked forward while imagining the words. He gets lost in the sea of thoughts. In this way, he came quite far from the bus. It is not safe to walk alone like this in the silent night without sleep, he forgot that too by diving into the world of fantasy.
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Masum stopped suddenly when he heard a feminine voice. He looked around and could not see anyone. A pitiful scream came out again when Karndvaya turned his face to the left like a nimble deer with his ears alert. who are you Leave me...
Innocent's searching gaze turned left and right. But no, he couldn't see anything within sight. Heard again left-cha-o! Left-cha-o..........
Unknowingly, Masum's hands are clenched into fists. He couldn't stand still. When approaching a broken wall while traveling along the sound beam
On reaching, he saw three youths trying to drag a girl away. And the girl just folded her hands and said - I fall at your feet, you are my brothers. take my everything But don't rob me of my integrity.
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Masum is alone. unarmed They are three. There must be weapons. He thinks, can he save the girl? Or should I give my life to save the girl? Think again, how is it that a girl will be humiliated in front of me? If God forbid, if this girl was my wife or sister, would I be able to stand and think like this? No, I don't have time for that much thinking right now.
At such a time, who should say to the person inside him, innocent! What do you think standing? There is no time now. Save the girl even with your life. Surely Allah will help you.
The screams of the girl did not enter the ears of the heretics. There was not a single bit of kindness in their hearts even when addressed as brothers. One of them put a handkerchief in the girl's mouth. And the other two hold the hands and feet tightly.
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Seeing this scene, it was not possible for Masum to stand. He pounced on the youth in the name of Allah. Shocked by Masum's unwanted attack, the young men let go of the girl and jumped on Masum at once.
Masum moved back a little to protect himself from their attack and again jumped on the attackers with great speed. Masum has completed the last three months of karate training for self-defense.
He started putting that training into practice. Hands and feet began to throw at the speed of the wind. The youth troop could no longer stand forward. He ran for his life. When leaving only said so much - have you flown and sat down? If I get a chance, I will show how much rice is in rice. And remember, you will have to suffer the punishment of the wrong you have done by taking away the throat of our mouth.
The girl stood up after the lechers left. He started moving towards Masum one step at a time. Masum lowers her gaze and asks with utmost affection-
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: Sister! who are you Where do you go? Let's get you home.
: My name is Farhana Akhtar Nazia. I studied second year in B. Baria Government College from my uncle's house. My uncle's house is in the center of the city. And our own house in that village. Farhana pointed towards her village. Then said, give your identity a little?
Hearing the name 'Naziya', Masum's mind twists. Remembering the suffering of the poor.
: Yes, I must introduce myself. But before that, tell me how you faced this danger.
: He talks a lot. Let's go home and tell everything.
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: I won't have time to listen when I go home. Our bus will leave shortly.
: I would be grateful if you explained the matter.
: The thing is, we were returning home by bus. On the way we were forced to stop as the wheel broke down and the oil ran out. The driver said, everything will be fine in one and a half to two hours. Almost an hour has already passed.
: Oh stay. I don't want to waste your time anymore. You saved my life, for that I will forever be indebted to you. I will be grateful if you can give me your address.
: My name is Masum. House, Sadar B. Kazipara area of Baria. I teach in a madrasah.
: It would be better to give your phone number.
By now they started walking towards Farhanad's house. Innocent Handed over a visiting card with phone number to Farhana. Then he said, you have not told the cause of the danger yet.
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: 'So' Farhana kept saying, you are the Lord's man. Although I feel ashamed to say it to you, I still have to say it. For you are a favor to me that cannot be denied. You not only protected my honor but also saved my life without caring about your own life.
: No need to say if you feel shy to say. And what you said, I saved you is not true. Because no one can save anyone. Allah is the only one who can save. People are just tools. To save you, to protect your honor, Allah has sent me as a resource.
: Well, okay. Many thanks to you for correcting mistakes thank you Farhana has been noticing one thing very well for a long time. He noticed that after meeting Masum for the first time, he never looked up at Farhana. Not even blindly. The matter made him think. He thought, till now I only knew Huzur Maulana bad. But today's incident is proof Karol, how great are the lords! How generous!!
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By this time they reached the destination. Masum looks at watch and says I have to come back soon. If you are late, the bus will leave.
: One? Would you like some tea? Moreover, my original story was not told.
: Sorry I couldn't keep your promise. Your uncle's house is Madhyapara and my house is Kazipara. Madhyapara-Kazipara is a place side by side. After going to uncle's house, one day he will come home by phone. Then the story will also be heard and will be familiar with the housewife.
: ok ok Of course I will visit your house.
: In such a case 'Inshallah' should be said. That is, when expressing the intention of doing something in the future, the word 'Insha'Allah' (if Allah wills) should be included. Because no one can do anything despite having a hundred wishes unless Allah wants it.
: 'Insha'Allah, after opening the college, I will visit your house after going to my uncle's house. Is it now?
: Yes. It's done now. Don't take anything to heart. It is a law of Islam to tell others what one knows. So I told you.
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: No, I am rather happy. I think your wife is also a religious girl. I am a Muslim, but I do not understand anything about Muslims. I have been brought up in a different environment since childhood. No one told or taught me these things. I think I can learn a lot about religion if I am in contact with you. Please pray for me.
: Ok of course I will do it Masum sent Farhana inside the house and said goodbye and walked towards the bus.
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