Surrounded by Fog ( by Rj)

Chapter-5

Shiny gold jewelry tarnishes over time. Yet its price does not decrease, it does not fall carelessly. Our relationships grow old over time. Some relationships are as precious as gold, they are cherished. And some relationships get cheaper over time.

Sohag married me against her parents' wishes. A relationship made with love is worthless today. Had I been in Chaiti's place, it would not have been bad at all. It is better to die than to live to see such a day.

"What the hell, Maia? Why did you keep quiet after hearing the words of ``Gor''?"

"Will you leave me?"

"Who will give me money if I leave you? Will you?"

"How much money do you want?"

"Five lakhs. Can you pay? Then leave it."

"I don't have that much money."

The man is probably the leader of the group, everyone is addressing as Ustad. A lanky, dark-skinned youth. Barojo's age will be 45. A scraggly beard on his face, always looking around. The rickshaw puller keeps looking at me. The guy's look is a sign of something bad. Wrapped my back against the chair and tied my hands. There was going to be tape on the face but the head man forbade it.

"What the hell, Montu? Why are you looking at Maia like that? Have you never seen Maia in your life?"

"Master, I see a lot of Maya, such a Mayavati is rarely noticed. Polada is making a mistake, he should have married this Maya."

'Don't talk too much. We don't need to worry so much. I work in exchange for money, and I will stick to imparting knowledge. "

' Well, no more. '

'Pola Da is still not looking for why? Have they talked to any of them about money?"

"How can you do it? We haven't talked to each other."

"Wait, let's put on a call. It won't be right to stay too long. I'll be in danger if someone calls."

Ustad hurriedly took out his mobile phone, then went out. The rickshaw puller is looking at me again, licking his lips with his tongue. The guy pretended not to be a rickshaw puller though but don't know his name yet. Only if you understand.

The sky is overcast, all around covered in darkness. I don't know what to do. There is no way to escape, no one will hear even if you scream. If there were people around, they would not open their mouths. Chaiti's death, Sohag's infidelity are surrounded by strange mysteries. Why would Sohag kill Chaiti if he had an affair with her? Now he is marrying someone new. Everything is messed up, nothing will be resolved if he doesn't get out of here. Anyway. must escape

It could also be that Sohag had a relationship with Chaiti. Both of us have been sidetracked by the new parents' choice of marriage. Killing Chaiti will prove me as Chaiti's killer. The story will be arranged in such a way that I could not bear their alienation and killed Chaiti. Then ran away to escape punishment.

If imprisoned here, Sohag will win. Either way, you have to escape from now on.

"Yes, Montu, who are you bringing?"

"Why master? Just as you described. Black burka, hijab tied, walking alone. I brought it as described."

"Pola is so pissed off. She's Maia going to her house and having a big fuck."

"Don't give me money?"

"Keep your money, he's talking. Saying he'll take care of me."

"Master, what do you do now?"

The master sat down with his hands on his forehead without saying anything. From their conversation, it seems that they have caught the wrong person. After a long time I breathed a sigh of relief. Sohag did no such thing. However, it is suspected that it is not a drama movie.

"Master, what will you do now? If you leave work, you will die without eating."

"Let me think, the call came from the hospital."

Two of them are talking in loud voices, the other is sitting with a dumbfounded face. The other two are on guard. I asked, "Do you have any problem?"

"What do you say?"

"Look, maybe I can help."

"Don't believe me when I say, I'll think I'm making up a story. It's no use listening to fao."

"Life is scarier than a story. Tell me, I'll believe it."

"My mother is sick. She is admitted to the hospital, the fair will require money. So I was doing this work. But it was not useful."

"Leave me alone, I'll pay you."

"Really give? Untie this coat. No, you stay. I'll give it to you."

The hand hurts. They are not professional people. He went down this path in danger. They can be done cheaply. Professional people are in high demand. They were not believed. I threw the bait even knowing it would not work. But they are trapped, so their words may be true.

"Master, I will go to see your daughter first, then I will give you the money."

The man's eyes sparkled. Open fields on both sides of the road, three of us set off in an autorickshaw. They stopped in front of the hospital. Pointing to get down.

A real girl is lying on the bed crying, with a middle-aged woman sitting next to her. His face paled in thought. He saw us and said, "Can you bring money?"

"No, I can't, I sold the rickshaw, but nothing happened."

"God bless my maiadar. You see what you can do. What if you sit down!"

"Okay, I see."

I took the opportunity to talk to them and came out. I came out of the hospital in a hurry. Must return home. I took a rickshaw and left for home.

This cannot be a coincidence, someone must have planned it. The age of believing in movie stories has passed long ago.

Crowd of people in front of the house. The sound of crying is heard through the noise. I passed the crowd and moved forward. A younger man lies on the body covered in a white cloth and cries. Talking like a madman, Sohag stands by and tries to comfort him.

doing He came forward after seeing me.

"Why weren't you picking up the call? Ratul has come. It's been like this ever since he came. The boy will probably go crazy."

"When will Da'f'n be?"

"Eito will take the corpse now."

"Did the police say anything?"

"O.C. Sir has urgent work, will come at night. Asks everyone to stay."

"I'll freshen up, going home."

Sohag did not say anything good or bad. I came home and took a long bath. The body does not feel good. The head is getting heavy with various thoughts. The mobile left with the people who keyed in, didn't get time to take it back. They should do something to help. It seems sorted though. Sitting under the fan drying my hair, Sohag came home.

"Did you eat and drink at noon?"

"No, did you eat?"

"Yes, I ate out. What did parents say?"

"Didn't say anything, was acting normal."

"Sohini was right, they will accept everything."

"When did Sohini tell you?"

"This ID was given by Sohini. She told Bhabhi to go to her parents and ask for forgiveness, you too come home one day."

"When did you say this?"

"I was about to give it a go. I am tired seeing you, rest for a while. I am with Ratul."

"I had to buy some things, go out for a bit."

"Well. Will be back before evening."

"Okay."

"If you want money, take it."

"Okay."

Sohag went out. I came out with twenty thousand rupees and a pair of gold bangles kept in the cupboard. If I go to the hospital and find them, I will bring these. Besides, we have to ask some things, we have to bring back the mobile phone. Need to know who gave them betel nut to k'd'nap'.

Let the police do their own investigation, I also try to find out. The rickshaw is running on the steep road, the wind blowing in the face. great feeling I went to the hospital and saw the master sitting with his hand on his cheek. He saw me and ran.

"Thought you wouldn't come. Couldn't believe me."

"Let's go see your daughter."

The baby girl is lying in the bed in a dull state, while this girl's antics would make everyone restless. The man's eyes are full of tears, I quickly rushed to the hospital and came back. A pair of bracelets given by grandmother, but there was nothing to give without that. Jewelery is not worn much. Probably shouldn't have shown so much generosity. But what's the point of regretting now!

will continue