Eventually, Nana Mia arranged Hasina’s marriage to a Urvashi girl. Of course, Hussein has no intention of getting married at the moment, because he is enjoying his bachelor life very well. Classes in the morning, watching movies on the bed in the afternoon, chicken parties at the Haji Hotel in the evening, Facebooking at night, LIFE IS SO BEAUTIFUL. But I want to see my granddaughter before her grandfather dies.

Hussein decided not to look at the girl, but Kajal could not help but look into Sharifa’s fountain-like black eyes. She consented to the marriage on her own. Hussein’s grandparents completed all the marriage work except Alima within 24 hours. Sharifa and Hussain are both in their second year, one in the village and the other in Dhaka. Although the marriage was abrupt for Hussein, it was not for Sharifa, because he had already talked about Hussein and seen the pictures, for which he was already mentally prepared for marriage. But both of them agreed to get married.

A few days later, Hussein was watching a movie on his mobile phone while lying in the room, when Hussein’s mother entered the house,

Hussein’s mother = Kiri met your uncle,

Hussein = no

Hussein’s mother = I will come to your uncle’s house after lunch, how many jackfruits will you give me?

Hussein = OK, give me the scaffolding.

Hussein’s mother = It takes a scaffold to go to your uncle’s house, walk.

After lunch, Hussein took a break, put on a blue check shirt from his father-in-law’s house and started his journey to his uncle’s house. Hussein has a very good habit of walking, half an hour on foot and never in a vehicle. On the way, there is a girls’ college on the left side of the road. Hussein doesn’t stand in front of the school or college because there is a crowd of girls here. On top of that, Hussein is a little shy. He walks fast with his head down. At that moment, a female voice from behind called out, “Wait a minute.”

Hussein looked back and saw a girl in a white veil running towards him. As he approached, he asked, “Do you know me?”

Hussain = You are not Sharifa ??

Sharifa = Hmm, how did you know me ??

Hussain = Your eyes are very beautiful, I have never seen such magical eyes, do your eyes change colour??

Sharifa is a little embarrassed, doesn’t answer, her big breath is blowing on Hussein’s body. He asked again, “Have you come to see me?”

Hussain = No, I was going to my uncle’s house.

Sharifa is a little ashamed, this shame is a little different, it is a shame to be confessed, it is a shame to break hope which cannot be said orally. Sharifa thought Hussein was coming to see her. Sharifa is silent, Hussein asks again “How do you know me from so far away ??”

Sharifa = I actually liked your shirt, I liked it.

Hussain = The shirt is very beautiful, you like it.

Sharifa’s friends also appeared at that time

1st girlfriend = why did you run so hard ??

2nd girlfriend = best friend Ray Villa went to find a boyfriend

Sharifa = shut up, boyfriend or my husband.

1st girlfriend = Hey, it’s the same thing, before the beer, after the boyfriend beer, after the husband, the thing is the same.

2nd girlfriend = Dula Bhai feeds an ice cream.

Hussein = I am not your cradle brother, Fao will not talk.

2nd girlfriend = Kije didn’t say, he took our girlfriend, and now this is it.

Hussein = don’t be naughty, take your girlfriend.

Sharifa is smiling with her hands on her face when she hears them.

2nd girlfriend = now you will say this because the birds are coming to the cage.

At that moment, Sharifa said from the side, “Stop, you are what I am coming for.”

Sharifa = Don’t mind, they are mischievous

Hussein = I know, I’m being naughty too. Now I go.

Sharifa is a very sweet and shy girl, but she shows him how many times she is the head of evil. After saying goodbye to Sharifa, Hussein started walking in front of her, walking and thinking about Sharifa, suddenly started saying in his mind = this mobile number was not taken, it is not known whether he uses Facebook or not. I’m actually a formalin.

A few days later, Hussein returned to Dhaka. As soon as he entered the hostel, his friends started telling him horror stories. Another person came and said = Tire sure will take you out of the hostel. But Hussein has no tension because he is conquering Everest (I am getting married) and the teacher knows best. As soon as Hussein entered the room, he saw Masud’s lungi on his Chucky, took the lungi in his hand and hit Masud in the face. Masood Hussain’s roommate is also a classmate. Hussein’s other roommate from the side said Mamun = Aite na after monkey jumps start aiya geese

Hussein did not reply. He lay down without packing his bag, table and bedsheets.

In the way of Mamun and Masood, Hussain may be upset, something bad has happened at home.

When Hussein woke up in the afternoon, Mamun and Masood asked him, “What happened to you, friend?”

Hussein = Hey, nothing like that happened, I just went from single to mingle

Mamun = I mean ??

Hussein = I mean I’m married

Masood = what a cousin !! Feeling we have ‘Run out of gas’ emotionally.

Mamun = Then there will be Haji Hotel Chicken Party this evening plus beef tehri. Your pocket is hot.

It’s been a week since I came to the hostel, these few days of study, sports, chatting with friends are going well, but whenever I am a little distracted, I remember Sharifa, her eyes are clear and black Kajal’s big eyes are like water in a tank. When people fall in love, it is good to think about the person they love and to say their name over and over again. Suddenly there are two toon sounds on the mobile. Seeing the mobile in hand, a friend request is coming from Facebook, the name is Sharifa Islam Bithi. As soon as he read the name, Hussein’s heart started pumping loudly. Is that Sharifa ?? Whom Hussein loves. Confirms without seeing anything. After a while, a message came

Sharifa = how are you ??

Hussein = who are you ??

Sharifa = no one knows his wife !!

Hussain = Are you really Sharifa ??

Sharifa = No, I am Petani. Afraid ??

Hussein = Nah, I’m a vampire if you’re Petani, so there’s nothing to be afraid of. How did you get my ID?

Sharifa = taken from your small forest.

Hussein = I can’t believe you are Sharifa. Give me a picture.

Immediately Sharifa sent a photo. Hussein is looking at the photo of Sharifa, a grey skirt on Sharifa’s head, the innocent look in her eyes, the soft smile on her pink lips, the magical face like Chad. Hussein stares at Sharifa’s picture for a moment. Hussein turned on his mobile phone a little at a time and even fell asleep watching the picture at night.

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While browsing the net at midnight, Masood’s mobile phone ran out of charge, Masood went to Hussein’s head, found Hussein’s mobile phone in the dim light of the egg light. Clicking the power button to open the lock of the mobile, Sharifa’s picture floated. Hussein looked at the picture and smiled silently.

The next day Sharifa massaged Hussein

Sharifa = You know I did an exciting job today.

Hussein = what are you doing ??

Sharifa = I thought she was asleep, I wiped her with a lip liner under her nose.

Hussein = these are done by children, are you a child or not ??

Sharifa = Hmm, I am a child, you are old. I’m waiting to think about what happens when I wake up, I’m more excited to see that situation.

Hussein = what will happen again, you think you will wake up, put it in front of someone, he will say what is all this in your face? You will look in the mirror and say which devil is doing this. Then wash your face. The bus story is over.

Sharifa = No, it will not be like that.

Hussain = So how will it be ??

Sharifa = I think I will wake up and wear it in front of my brother, my brother will say what is this devil in his mouth? How many more gossips. After that Bhabi will wash his face and ask me who is doing it?

It happened exactly as Sharifa says. For this reason, Hussein was informed of the incident with a message.

Sharifa = You saw my thinking power.

Hussain = Hmm, you are very clever. Well, what is the name of the smartest animal?

Sharifa = Dolphin, DOLPHIN IS CLAVER LIKE ME

Hussein = OK, I LIKE YOU

Sharifa = I’m telling you to like me

Hussain = If you don’t say LIKE ME

Sharifa = I mean, dolphins are as smart as I am

Hussain = No, you didn’t say this, now he has the message, you are saying LIKE ME.

Sharifa = Hmm, guys, you understand more. A devil, monkey formalin.

Hussein = I'm of laughter

In reality, Hussein kept smiling. Mamun had been watching Hussein for a long time, Hussein was smiling alone. Mamun said this time

Mamun = Are you crazy or not, you are laughing alone.

Hussein = Nare dude, I remembered a comedy movie later.

Mamun = We are not bulls like you, we understand who you are laughing at. It’s time for you to move.

Hussain = Dude, you are not jealous, I will wear a hurray in your life, body.

Mamun = First hit your own drum, then think of me.

Hussein = I was beating my drum, Tuit put his left hand.

Hussein massages Sharifa again,

Hussein = My friend is calling me crazy because of you, I was laughing at your massage legs, and he says I’m crazy.

Sharifa = how did he say such a truthful thing, give him two rituals.

Hussein = Hmm dime one.

The next evening it was raining heavily, Hussein was looking out the porch, Masood was standing a short distance away talking on his mobile phone. Hussein thinks that at the moment Sharifa may be sitting by the window and chatting with other female members of the house. At that time Mamun and Hall Super Qasim came and stood near Huzur Hussain. Hussein has no idea who is standing next to him. Hussein anxiously took a few drops of rainwater in his hand and hit Qasim in the face. Husband Qasim shouted loudly = this rude, why did you hit me with water ??

Hussein began to say unprepared = sorry sir, I did not kill on purpose, I thought Masood.

Qasim Huzur = So why do you hit Masudera with water ??

Hussein = In fact, sir, I did not notice.

Kasem hujur = where do you notice is your wife Raikha coming home ??

Everyone started laughing as soon as they said this. Guessing the situation, Qasim started laughing.

Husband Qasim = Really, you are coming home with wife Rakha.

Hussein bowed his head in shame.

Kasem Huzur = Aha, my son has turned red with shame after hearing about his wife.

Everyone started laughing again, at that time Masood started saying = Yes sir, his head is full, Bella falls asleep at night looking at his wife’s picture. Mamun also starts to say = Yes sir, almost remembers his wife and laughs alone. Hussein says in his mind = giving bamboo on two occasions.

Qasim Huzur = Bolis Kire, his condition is very serious.

Masood = I have to take him to ICU

Qasim Huzur = Oh no, I have to send him to his wife. That beta will grant you three days off next week.

Everyone is laughing, Hussein is also very happy. Masood came to Hussain’s ear and said, “Look, my friend, how did I get to leave?”

Hussein = You are giving leave, or you are giving bamboo.

Masood = Dude, I can give you bamboo.

Hussein = No, you can’t, if you get a chance, don’t give up.

Hussein stood in front of the gate of their college to surprise Sharifa. Sharif’s condition is no less than Hussein’s. Nowadays, Sharifa imagines Hussein standing in front of the mirror, Hussein hugs her from behind and whispers love with his face close to her ear. Think of Hussein alone. With a coloured pen on the pages of the diary, Hussein wrote Hussein’s name on it. Sharifa also felt different happiness in writing Hussein’s name.

Sharifa is distracted in Madam’s class and is thinking about Hussein. Madam Prachi is a very angry woman, she is very much against men, she is also against marriage. He has been married three times in his life, but no marriage has taken place. He was also involved in living relationships while at varsity. Very feminist type of woman. Most of the time she wears a sari of Pangshu colour and a big red tip on her forehead, sometimes she also wears sandalwood drops. The word “male Tantric society” will be mentioned in most of his lectures. Prachi Madam Sharifa knows everything about marriage. Seeing Sharifa sitting in a daze, she asks = What does this girl look like outside, she doesn’t want to read or write, just come to college and show her face to the boys. You have gone to the street by yourself and you are taking others with you.

Saying this, Sharifa asks some difficult questions, which no one can suddenly answer. Sharifa can’t even ask a question.

East Madam = How can you? Don’t come to study in college anymore, come to turn the boy around.

Hours later, Madame left the classroom, and Sharifa packed her bags and left the college crying. Hussein was a little surprised to see Sharifa crying. He called Sharifa from behind. Hussein looked back at Sharifa. Hussein stood in front of Sharifa.

Hussein = what’s the matter why are you crying ???

Sharifa cries and says = Today Prachi Madam is insulting me a lot, asking very difficult questions. I couldn’t answer any of them.

Hussein is very angry, his hands and feet are cut off due to anger. He somehow managed to control his anger and explained it to Sharifa

Hussain = Hey, Madam Prachi is like that, do you have to cry again because of her words.

Sharifa = Do you know Madam Prachi ??

Hussain = Prachi Madam who knows to buy again. The area’s number one feminist and antiman

Sharifa = Antman ??

Hussein = Antman or Antman. Antman is a Marvels movie. Antiman hole male anti-female. This is what I am discovering.

Sharifa and Hussein are walking side by side on the street after some distance Sharifa meets her father. Sharifa’s father is very happy to see Hussein, then takes the two home. Hussein and Hussein’s father-in-law sat down to eat together. Sharifa stands back and serves food. Sharifa tells her father

Sharifa = I will give the dowel of my father’s month

Sharifa’s father = Hmm, give me a spoon. Give it to me

Sharifa went to Hussein and said = I will give you dowel

Hussein = No, you don’t have to.

Despite saying no, Sharifa hurried out with a gentle smile with two spoonfuls of dowry on Hussein’s plate. Sharifa’s father noticed the scene and focused on eating with a smile. Hussein saw Sharifa’s trunk and gave a small smile while eating rice.

After two days, Hussein is lying in bed thinking that he will meet Sharifa tomorrow morning and return to Dhaka. At that time Masud’s phone rang

Hussein = Hello

Masood = Aiya Parish before ten o’clock tomorrow morning. Sonar Yamu, Palapine is fine

Hussein = What is the dress code ??

Masood = dirty jubba.

Hussein = what !!! Please change your dress code

Masood = I am ordering Armani suit for you. Why aren’t you doing it when everyone approves ?? Less talk, pocket brothers take money.

Masood hung up the phone.

The next day Sharifa gives a massage

Sharifa = Where are you?

Hussain = in Dhaka

Sharifa = left Dhaka without meeting me. He once said no.

Hussain = Don’t be angry, I will go to your house during Eid-ul-Adha.

Sharifa = Don’t come if you are invited.

Hussain = No problem, send me the picture with henna in hand.

Sharifa = Hmm, dimu in hand, dimu in foot, dimu in head too

Hussein = You are not old enough to put on your head, old men give Mehdi on your head

Sharifa = I WANT TO BE BURI

Hussein = I LIKE BURI

Sharifa = Honestly, I have an old grandmother, I will get along very well with you.

Hussain = Hmm, one leg of the old woman is in the grave with the other leg above the collar, you want me to line up with her.

Sharifa = What is the problem if you hit a little line. People are for people

Hussein = I’m just for you

Sharifa = I don’t have time to feed myself, do you?

Hussein = OK, let’s line up with your grandmother, first put two lumps on the old woman’s cheek with the wife’s machine.

Sharifa = why ??

Hussein = I don’t kiss the old woman’s ninety-nine folded cheeks.

Sharifa = ha ha ha

Hussein = You smile, I feel very bad, I want to come to you.

Sharifa = All right, why didn’t you meet me ??

Hussein = I am crying.

Sharifa = Hey, I said mischievously, please don’t cry.

Hussein = Hey, I’m not crying for you, I’m chopping onions, that’s why I’m crying, Jhal Muru Banana.

Sharifa = devil, monkey, formalin. You come to the area, we beat you and make you a tree.

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. It will continue like this, endless love.