A girl's sad life story
How patient and kind can a girl be?

A woman has come to the brothel to pick up her husband.
Hearing this, all the girls peek out from different rooms of the brothel. As if they are seeing a ghost.
The girl is sitting in front of the head of this brothel, that is, the owner of the entire brothel, a middle-aged man named Shapla. And she asks in a calm voice which room her husband is in now. Shapla herself is also shocked! How can a woman come to the brothel to pick up her husband. She has never seen such a strange incident in her entire brothel life.
Then she thought, many things can happen in the families of big people.
That burqa-clad girl is looking around the houses, watching the girls' curiosity. She feels very sorry for the girls. They live in the worst place. How beautifully they are dressed. Showing off her fat-free belly, wearing a shiny saree, her saree's hem not right on her chest, and applying dark lipstick on her lips. Turning her eyes away from them, she asked Shapla again, "Please tell me which room my husband is in?? I have a little star. I have a small child at home, it's almost 1 am here." Shapla said, "Okay, I see," and called one of her daughters and said, "Mohana, go to room number 10 and bring Saheb." I will tell that madman to leave, so you have come to get him quickly, you understand."
The girl then said, room number 10, seeing Mohana go, the burqa-clad girl immediately said, I will also go with you, he (husband) seems to be drunk. It will be difficult for you to bring him alone.
Mohana nodded her head and agreed. The girls in the brothel are usually shameless. They say whatever comes to mind, but seeing the girl being pious, they also feel sorry inside, if only they could be pious like that girl, they would not have spent their lives in this rotten sewer. After walking for a while, they reached room number 10. The girl Mohana knocked on the door of the house. No sound was heard. Mohana inevitably called out to the house with the door handle, Zahera Zahera??? Open the door Zahera. After knocking a lot, Zahera opened the door. After that, she said in an annoying voice, is this your problem?? You can see there are customers inside the house, why are you calling so much?? Zahera told Mohana all these things without looking around.
Meanwhile, the burqa-clad girl was busy observing Zahera from head to toe. She didn't have a saree on her chest. Her hair was messy, her clothes had no proper address.
Mohana then said, Saheb's wife has come to take him away. Otherwise, you have been prevented from calling her. Saying this, Mohana left angrily.

Zahera, who was standing in front, was a little surprised after hearing her wife's words. She was also afraid that she might slap her for sleeping with her husband. But the girl didn't say anything and said in a sweet voice, please move a little, I will take her away.
When the girl stood away from the door, before she could pass by, a strong smell from the girl's body reached her nose, this smell was very familiar to her. The smell of her husband's body. Her chest throbbed with some unknown pain. Still, she restrained herself and entered the room. On the bed was a handsome man, her beloved husband, lying half-naked and intoxicated.
The girl dressed her husband. Because he was now unconscious due to the intoxication.
She held her husband in her arms, he was walking unsteadily. With great difficulty, she reached Shapla's living room.
She made her husband sit on the sofa. And she herself sat next to him.
Shapla smiled and said, "Mehmet Khan, the son of the Khan family."
Every rich man has to come to my red room,,, Ha ha, how strange.
The girl now took off her veil. Shapla became a pillar after seeing his face. His face was like a fairy's, his eyes and mouth seemed to be shining with light.
The girl said, "What is wrong with my face, Amma, that my husband should come to your red house?"
Amma's call created a tremor in Shapla's heart. There was such sweetness in his words that it touched Shapla's heart. She was immediately surprised. After having such beautiful behavior and such beauty, why did he have to leave his wife and come to this sewer?"
About the Creator
Ratul Shrikh
Many women will come alone in life, but money will never come alone.



Comments (4)
So sad girl
So sad
beautiful story
😔😔