There are still twenty minutes left to leave the bus. Almost all the passengers have taken their own seats, only the seat next to me is empty. The mood got so bad that it was not at all possible for me to sit alone. I thought I would ask the conductor if the seat was booked at all. I looked at my watch and saw that there were still eleven minutes left. Suddenly a man got on the bus with a one-year-old child and a woman behind him was probably the mother of the child. The man put the woman and the baby in the seat right next to me. This time he started talking to me. The woman next door is his wife. His mother-in-law is sending his wife alone as his office is open. That's all I could say because it's time to leave the bus. He greeted me and went down.
The bus started running. I took out my mobile phone from my pocket and called my mother and informed her that I had left. In the morning he sent his younger brother to the station.
I put the phone aside and saw the child staring at me intently. But the child's mother is looking out of the window. As soon as I extended my hand, the child leaned towards me and broke the woman's meditation. He looked at me. I didn't know if he was upset because he was wearing a mask, but I could see in his eyes that I knew him. But since he's not talking, I shouldn't talk too much. I was still reaching out to the baby. He pushed the baby towards me. The heavy sweet baby came in her lap and sat quietly.
After getting on the bus ferry, everyone is getting down and buying food. This time I was forced to ask him if he needed anything. Again he seemed to be in a trance. Talking about a water, he remained silent. This is the first time I've heard her voice. Sounds familiar. The baby is asleep in my lap. I took him down with two bottles of water, some food for the baby and some little food.
When I came back, I saw that he was sitting as before. Passing the food to him, I went downstairs to smoke a cigarette. When I came back, I saw that he was eating. For the first time, his face became clear to me. This is Ruhi! I thought I would go and stand in front, but soon it seemed to me. I got off the bus and I never thought I would meet him like this. We had a relationship for two whole years. I was a little emotional at the beginning of the relationship but the problem started when he became weaker towards me. He used to call me ten to twelve times a day or he would stop breathing if he didn't talk to me. Nekamo seemed to me. His phone SMS seemed unbearable. On top of that I had to hear him coming to see me every two days. I was crying a lot that day. Please, far be it from me. On the contrary, I used abusive language that day. In fact, the man is a very strange word that is always short of not getting but does not understand that he has the best.
Mistakes broke me right but too late.
She got married. I cried a lot and called that day just to apologize. It was also a sin to hope to get back. I couldn't keep it when I had it and now it's someone else's. I took the pen out of my pocket but no paper. I got the ticket in my pocket and wrote it in small letters on it
"Forgive me if possible"
I got in the car and he covered his face as before. Maybe he doesn't want me to recognize him.
The baby is asleep. The bus has also reached the destination. I put the note in the pocket of his handbag.
The younger brother is already sitting at the station. No one has come to take Ruhi yet. I sent my younger brother with my luggage and went to a tong shop. After a while, her father came to take Ruhi. Shortly after they left, I took a rickshaw home.
I was sitting in the rickshaw just thinking that the note will get Ruhii? And how will the feeling?
Maybe you will think how I came to know even after so much awareness!