You will not see my dead face at home after marrying within 2/3 days!
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This is the cry of the cry of the mother, the mother cut the phone!
Almost a week is mother's illness. All the work, including home cooking, is to cope with this disease.
It was a big idea in the house so long. He was also the first child to go to his father's house.
At the same time, it is necessary for the father to cook three times a day.
Mother cooked up in the morning, but after eating the meal, she went to the business of business.
This morning the mother has prepared a strong fever!
The head went down to cook!
A little older brother phoned me all by saying
Then the mother said that the phone!
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It's been a matter of time for me to get married all the people in the house
I think and now the mother is now sick.
That is why it is so rash.
There have been proposals from several places and came to marriage.
But I did not agree that I still do not get married.
How do you agree?
There is a petite girl sitting on my neck!
When I hear about my marriage, the whirlwind weeps and weeps.
And I'm waiting two more years to tell me.
SSC will not pass and will not sit for marriage.
Besides, only about 17 years old is around.
This year has emerged in the 9th grade. So they can not say or at home.
But I have got the appropriate age and time both.
That's why I'm very much in Paris.
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Oh, I told you, who is the petite?
His name is Ripa.
I have a cousin of mine But not your cousin.
My father's cousin's daughter.
I could not understand how this little girl got mixed with my life!
About two years is my light relationship with him.
But now we have gone to such a stage, that without me or I can not live without him!
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So many days ago I came to Dhaka to do business.
Before coming, I told him, I am going to Dhaka to see a girl to marry.
From that day, the cheeks are full of anger.
Even on the day when I came to Dhaka, I did not see Ripa with me.
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Within three days he got the opportunity to contact the phone three times.
Talking to him three times, he could not speak well without his tears.
One of his words, why did I come to Dhaka to see the bride?
I repeatedly said that I am just saying fun. But I can not explain this crazy girl!
Finally I said that within a few days I was returning home with my wife!
The story is over! Two days there is no communication with me!
Two days, I am quite unhappy.
On her, the mother said by phone, if she did not get married in 2/3 days, she would have to see her dead face!
I think I am the best of all.
Wife or wife is the head of Moya? I will go home with my wife in between 2/3 days !!
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After all, market transactions will go back to the hotel. Otherwise the head can turn around!
Feeling heavy pain inside the head.
Again, I do not think that today's business is going back home tomorrow. Then whatever happens will be home.
The decision of the end of the pain of the head!
Took all the wheat rolls to the old trader.
In the evening we reached Gabtali.
At a little lower rate, all the clothes and lungi gotti sold for a bigger bigger and I got loose.
At 6 o'clock at night, we got all the money sent to my father in the development.
Then after returning to the hotel, I got a sleep.
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I woke up in the morning and started off by france.
I came to Hemayetpur and made some shopping for breakfast and for my mother and younger sister.
Then we bought a mussel and earrings for the ripper.
90% of the costume to redeem his wrinkle jewelery!
Because she is very favorite of mussels.
Last year, she brought mollusk for Cox's Bazar from her. He is happy to get it happy!
On that day in the evening with joy and coming to my room, surprised me with a kiss in the cheek!
That was the gift of love from the first one.
Although this kiss did not have anything bad.
Because I kissed him on the neck and forehead emotionally on the forehead.
I do not know whether it is sin? But we know, our love is pure.
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We came to the bus stand in shopping.
Omni came to us in Belkuchi's car.
Tucked out the ticket and took a little mobile phone to talk to Ripper.
But still his phone!
Do not you know that the girl has a bad feeling?
The bus is running. Sleeping in the eye, I tried to sleep with my eyes on a status (returning home from Dhaka) on Facebook.
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The sound of the ringtone of the mobile broke.
Eyed eyes kept the eyes on the mobile screen. Unknown number!
Receiving greetings from the other side greeted a girl!
Asked who answered you?
-Your wife .....
I mean, I !! What are you saying?
-Helal sahib understood? I said I am your wife
-Look, remove fajlami. I have not been married yet.
Who are you And what did you call for?
-Ha ha ha. You're scared the writer? Well, let's say everything. Tell me where are you now?
In the words of the girl I looked through the window of the bus. But I do not know what place it is?
There is no signboard nearby. Because empty land on both sides.
I got to know one of the front seats, near Tangail.
I'm near the gangle. Now who are you?
I am in Eleanga of Tangail. Please stay there and call me a little number.
I know someone you know
She said that the phone cut the phone!
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I fell in love! Who is this girl?
You do not know to meet in the Eleanga!
Do not know again what is adulterated?
The car stopped in the same way. Do not you think I will call the girl?
At that time the mobile phone! Yeah, the girl called the call!
The girl said to receive the phone, how much actually?
At the same time, at Alegar's bus stop.
The second part is coming ...)
