Today is wife's death anniversary | Part - 04

 

The landlord said to Rikta while leaving,

- You must not run away from his fear. Because he has the ability to find out from everywhere. Your father wants you to finish your studies. So instead of stopping his studies, he asked to go to Kolkata to take part in the final exam.

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Badal has brought tea, I am sitting quietly with the cup of tea in my hand. Rikta's father said without looking at me.

- Drink tea or you will get cold.

- I won't have tea.

- Oh well, it wouldn't have been wasted to say the least. Take another cup of tea and eat it.

Badal is standing behind me and drinking tea. Rikta's father now sat aside the papers in front of him. He took the mobile phone on the table and said,

- Where is your mobile phone?

- I have left the mobile in the room, father. There was no charge on the mobile so I charged it.

Rikta's father looked at the clouds and said,

- Bring son-in-law's mobile phone from home.

I am sitting quietly, he is typing on his mobile. Probably writing something to someone. I sat as I was. Badal brought the mobile from inside. I took the mobile.

My father-in-law then said,

- Do you have MB in your mobile?

- Yes there is.

- Turn on data, see if any messages have arrived in your messenger or not.

I turned on the data. And that's when I hit the biggest shock in just a few seconds.

Rikta died four years ago today. Today was Rikta's death anniversary so I came. But today, suddenly, Rika's old Facebook ID received a message. This ID was closed for the last four years.

I went to the messenger and started reading the message from Rikta's ID.

"My daughter loved you more than us. I thought you would be my daughter's happily ever after. But I didn't think that you would be the reason for her death, that she would have to die for you. My daughter didn't think that would happen either."

After reading the message I looked at Rikta's father. That look of horror, his whole body waiting for revenge.

Before I could say anything he said,

- Ever since my daughter died, why did I feel like there was a reason behind my daughter's death? I was angry but I did not forget him. After Rikta's death, the SIM card used by her was used by her mother.

- You are the one who logged into his ID.

- Politician man, I have a deep thought for everything. I have a boy in my team who is very loyal. He said that there is a risk involved. People can control their Facebook ID with their SIM card. If ID is activated with that SIM. And I know very well that Rikta used only one SIM in her life. So with the help of that boy from my team I went to Riktar ID. Because I had the belief that I might get something there. Maybe with you, or with a close friend of his own, he must have shared his frustrations.

Now my throat is dry. Rikta was really having trouble with me before her death. But it is about a friend of Rikta.

Rikta's father says,

- My daughter means a lot to me. I thought that childhood mistakes would come back to me again and again. And hold the ear with one hand and hold the nose with the other hand and say, "Father forgive me this time." When he came, I could not pull him close.

I sat silently with my head down.

He said again,

- Tell me once when it was so unbearable. I used to go and bring my daughter. My daughter would have suffered because of your treachery, I would have eaten her with my own hands. I used to put myself to sleep at night, but I still had it.

Suddenly I heard the sound of a bike inside the house. It seems that someone came inside the house with a bike.

After a while Badal came and said,

- Uncle has a little problem.

- Who came?

- Borhan Grandfather's Grandson, Saju Bhai has arrived.

- What, why will Saju come at this time? Who informed him?

.After marriage, Rikta said, we will not stay in Chennai city anymore. Let's go to a new city and stay together. Dad will find us anyway if he is in Chennai. After listening to Rikta, I looked at her helplessly. But after four days we packed everything and left for Natore. Mother arranged a job for me there.

Three days after arriving in Natore, the owner of the house we rented came to our room. Both Rikta and I understood that she had two big luggages in her hand and that luggage belonged to Rikta.

The landlord said to Rikta,

- Your father sent them, here is everything you used. He brought everything you loved. Hope you don't have any more trouble.

Before I could say anything Rikta said,

- Do you know my father?

- No, I don't know how the gentleman found you and came here. He said everything about you, then he left with them.

Rikta and I looked at each other. Many of the things I have always heard about her father from Rikta's mouth have been proven wrong. According to Rikta, her father is the most angry person she has ever met. But that man found us like this and brought everything used by the girl with his own hands. Again, they were carefully given to the landlord and sent away secretly. In my mind I gave an unexpressed thank you to the man.