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Booming sound of the thunder and a sudden burst of the simple wooden door makes the woman scream of surprise and fear as she saw the figure stood at the door and the blowing rain hit the back of the figure and sprayed inside.
“Mere pati!” shout the woman, closing her mouth, didn’t believe her eyes as he saw the man that slam the door behind him, then fell forward. His wife broke his fall, makes her fall on her back, to the dirt floor of their humble hut.
“Pati!…. Pati…. What happened!? What’s going on1?” shout the woman with panic in her voice, as she held her husband filth and dirt covered body, open wound at his cheek and ear. And a flowing blood from the back of his right thigh…
“I’m… I’m fine… maay jaan” said the man, groggily, breathing heavily to fill his lungs. His hearing deafened, his eyesight blurred as he looked at the face of his panicked wife, who tries to clean all the filth in his face, crying, didn’t know what to do… The man raised held his wife’s hand tightly, so she can feel the leather pouch, rested in both their palms…
“Now we are going to be fine ….” Said the man in soft whisper, forcing a smile before unconsciousness consumes him…
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