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Megh has always been sensitive. She cries easily.
It's already 10 PM, and the girl is still sulking in her room. She hasn't eaten all day.
Tanvir rushes into the house and immediately asks his mother,
"Has Megh eaten?"
Halima Khan promptly replies,
"She's not opening the door no matter how many times I've called since evening."
Tanvir doesn't say another word and rushes to his sister's door. First, he knocks gently. Megh doesn't respond. Suddenly, clenching his jaw, he shouts,
"Megh! If you don't open the door this instant, you'll see what happens!"
Megh jolts up from bed and runs to open the door within seconds. She doesn't dare to look up at her brother. Tanvir has never laid a hand on her, only scolded.
But still, Megh doesn't completely trust him. Who knows—someday he might hit her like Abir Bhai once did.
As soon as the door opens, Tanvir says gently,
"Go eat."
Megh is stunned. She's never heard her brother speak so softly. He's asking her to eat with such affection?
Tanvir adds,
"After you finish eating, give me your phone. I'll open a Facebook ID for you."
Megh is dumbfounded by his words. Tanvir is always like this—he scolds her, then turns around and showers affection, buys her things. But today felt different. She had never heard that soft tone from him before.
Suddenly, Megh's heart feels light and joyful.
Sitting at the dinner table, she eats quietly. Many of her favorite dishes are there today. She samples everything bit by bit. But Halima Khan is still fuming.
Halima Khan says,
"I've been calling you since evening. You didn't come out. But as soon as your brother shouted, you came running. Why do you give me such pain? Why don't you eat or study properly? You'll be taking admission soon. How will you study if you don't eat? And if you don't study, how will you get into college?
You're turning into your brother—he roams around all day like a vagabond, and now you're starting to act like him. Staying locked in your room, sulking without food.
And listen—girls shouldn't be so stubborn and short-tempered. We won't always be around to manage your tantrums."
Just then, her eyes fall on Abir standing in the drawing room.
Abir's expression clearly shows displeasure. His dusky face looks even darker in irritation. In a stern voice, he asks Halima,
"What happened?"
His masculine tone startles Megh.
Halima lowers her voice and replies,
"She doesn't eat properly. Doesn't study either. I don't know what to do with her."
Abir, maintaining his stern expression, replies,
"Don't say anything to her. From tomorrow, Megh will eat on time. If she doesn't, I'll handle it."
Halima beams with joy at Abir's words.
But Megh can't tell whether to be happy or scared. Until now, when she went without eating, Tanvir would scold or persuade her to eat. But now, someone else is stepping in. The idea of two people policing her makes her heart skip, yet there's a strange comfort too. The fact that Abir Bhai, in the midst of his busy schedule, would spare even five minutes thinking about her—it makes her feel special.
Then she remembers Tanvir said he would open a Facebook ID for her. She rushes to her room and grabs her phone, then heads to Tanvir's room—but he's not there. She waits a bit but doesn't find him.
As she's about to return to her room, she hears Tanvir's voice.
Megh shouts,
"Bhaya!"
Tanvir replies from the next room,
"I'm in Abir Bhai's room. Come in."
Just hearing Abir Bhai's name sends a shiver through Megh. She tries to gather her courage, then tiptoes to the doorway.
Tanvir says,
"Come in."
Megh says,
"Here's the phone. You carry on with your work."
Tanvir replies,
"Come on in. Sit. I'll need your help too."
Megh quietly sits in a corner of the bed.
Abir isn't there. He's probably in the washroom.
Tanvir is doing something on the phone. Just then, Abir comes out of the washroom.
Megh's eyes fall on him.
He's wearing a gray t-shirt and black trousers. Water is dripping from his wet hair. His shirt is partially soaked.
Megh quickly looks away, thinking to herself,
How can someone be so cute? If I could, I'd place him on my study table and stare at him all day. Then I'd never be sad again. He's not fair-skinned—his complexion is dusky—but he's devastatingly handsome. Especially his eyes. The way he looks...
Ugh. I'm crushing harder every time I see him!
Abir sits on the other side of the bed with Megh's phone.
Just as Tanvir goes to create a new Facebook account, his phone rings. He answers the call and, before leaving, hands Megh's phone to Abir and says,
"Bro, you help her create the account. It's an important call."
He leaves the room.
Megh sits quietly, too nervous to look up. Her heart is still racing.
Abir creates the Facebook account himself—doesn't ask for birthdate, year, or name. He finishes everything and hands the phone back to her.
Just then, Tanvir enters the room.
"Done?" he asks and takes the phone. He logs into Facebook and sends a friend request to his own account.
He looks at Abir and says,
"Bro, she'll send you a request too. Accept it, okay?"
Abir says in a serious tone,
"She doesn't need to send me a request."
Ignoring Abir's comment, Tanvir says,
"Bro, she sent you a request. Please accept it. Or else my little sister will be upset."
Abir stares sharply at Tanvir.
Megh feels secretly happy. She would never have had the courage to ask Abir Bhai to accept a friend request.
Tanvir doesn't dwell on it. He hands the phone to Megh and says,
"Go on now. We'll accept it. But we'll be keeping an eye on everything you do."
Megh silently leaves the room with her phone.
Back in her room, Megh sees the notification:
'Sazzadul Khan Abir accepted your friend request.'
She sits up, thrilled. Her only friend on the list is Abir Bhai. She takes a screenshot.
Five minutes later, Tanvir also accepts.
She checks Abir Bhai's profile—his profile picture shows him sitting on his newly bought bike:
Absolutely wow.
His cover photo? The bike parked on green grass, Abir leaning on it:
"Oh my God. Wow!"
She downloads all his photos. The more she sees, the more obsessed she becomes. She feels she might end up in a mental hospital soon. Then she tries to sleep, but stylish photos keep flashing in her mind. She falls asleep without realizing.
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Saturday Morning
Abir's office day. He wakes up early, showers, gets dressed—sharp and fresh. It's 7:30 AM.
He walks out of his room quickly and, passing through the corridor, stops at Megh's door and knocks.
After two knocks, sleepy Megh stumbles to open the door. Seeing Abir Bhai in front of her, she can't believe her eyes. At first, she thinks it's a dream. Then looks around and realizes it's real. She's stunned.
Sleep still clings to her face. Abir takes a good look at her youthful, flushed face and then looks away, saying,
"Come eat in five minutes."
He walks off quickly.
Abir's unexpected presence has shaken Megh to her core. Suddenly, she remembers she has five minutes. She dashes to the washroom. Within five minutes, she's downstairs.
Everyone is surprised to see Megh at the table. For two years, she never ate breakfast with everyone—she'd eat before or after if she had class.
Halima Khan rushes to her daughter,
"Come, come! Sit, dear. What do you want to eat?"
As Megh approaches the table, she sees only one empty seat—right across from Abir Bhai. And that's the last place she wants to sit. Being near Abir makes her feel lightheaded. Her heart, her mind—everything feels like it belongs to him.
But she has no choice. She quietly takes the seat.
Abir is eating with his head down, focused. Megh had seen him earlier while half-asleep and thought he looked like a prince—but now, she can't even look at him. Her heart races. She desperately wants to glance at him—but feels like something is pressing down on her.
Suddenly, Ali Ahmed Khan says,
"Megh, dear, your new tutor will start today. Since you're out all day, we asked him to come in the evening."
Megh tries to keep eating quietly—no one can guess the storm inside her.
Abir finishes first and leaves for the office. Ali Ahmed Khan, Mozammel Khan, and Iqbal Khan follow.
Iqbal Khan had already asked the office to be prepared.
At the office, as Abir parks his bike and heads in, the security guard stops him:
"Sir, please wait. You can't enter until the senior managers arrive."
Rage flashes through Abir's eyes. He storms into the waiting room.
Within 10 minutes, the three uncles arrive.
Soon, the guard calls him:
"Sir, they've asked you to come in."
Abir walks in confidently.
Inside, the office is decorated with flowers. Everyone claps and congratulates him. A few take photos.
The three brothers—Abir, his father, and uncles—cut a cake together. Today is a proud day. The eldest son of the family is taking charge of the business. It's a huge deal.
According to Tanvir, if Abir had refused to take over, nothing could be done. But since he agreed, this is the best possible outcome.
Abir spends the whole day busy—first day at the office, learning the ropes. Amid the chaos, he manages to share a photo with his uncles on Facebook.
He returns home at 6 PM, goes straight to his room, showers, and rests. He may have dozed off. Maybe it was a dream that jolted him awake.
Abir looks visibly shaken. He quickly comes downstairs—
Halima and Maliha Khan are busy with chores. Abir...