Part 50 (Long Update) Kichudin porer ghotona... Ekdin bikale... Hotat bell beje uthlo. Ami niche giye dekhi, babar boyoshi ek bhodro lok gate er shamne dariye ache.... Besh shuthom shashtho, niyomito khela dhula kora shorir... Chokhe ekta shonali choshma... “Nomoshkar. Ekhane ki Jibon thake?” “Ha. Apni ke please?” Baba totokhone niche neme esheche. “Arrre!!! Bishu!!! Tui kotha theke eshechish!” bole loktake joriye dhorlo... Loktao babake joriye dhorlo... Tarpor bollo “Aay... Aay... Ghore aay...” bole loktake Drawing room e niye boshiye dilo... “Kire, kemon achish? England theke kobe ashli?” “Eito, ek shoptaho holo... Bombay te ekta conference e eshechilam... Aro tin din pore flight... Bhablam, toder barite ebar beriya jai...” “Ta bhaloi korechish... Ei, eta holo amar Boro chele Suhil.... R Suhil, eta holo tor Bishu kaku, amar chotobelar bondhu... Ekhon England e daktari kore...” “Oh ha... Baba apnar kotha prae bole...” ami heshe bollam... “Ta, Suhil tumi kishe pora shona korcho???” “Ami ebar college shesh kore ber holam... Ek shoptaho age porikha shesh holo...” “Oh acha...” “Ta, Jibon, tor Bou ke dekhlam nato!!! Tui koto phone e bolechish, kintu ekbaro dekha holo na!!!” “Tui dekhbi kemon kore??? Tui je shei geli, kotodin pore fire ashli???” “Eito, pochish bochor por...” “Ta ghore aay... Tui fresh hoye ne... Ei fake, ami ektu office theke ashchi...” Bole beriye gelo... Ami baba ke taxi te tule diye ghore fire elam.... Uncle bollo “Ta Suhil, tomar ma kothay? Tomar ma ke dekhchi na je???” “Acha dakchi!!!!” Bole ami upore giye master bed e gelam... Giye dekhi, baba nei bole, ei shujoge Noren da ma er shari petticoat komorer upore tule ma ke kukurer moto char paye bichanar kone rekhe, dariye dariye gud marche “De shalar gandu!!! Phatiye de amar gud!!!” ma chechiye uthlo “Ne randi magi!!! Tor borer kotha aaj bhuliye debo!!!” Ami tokhon bollam “Aste aste... Niche lok ache... Aste aste!!!” kintu ke shone kar kotha??? Noren da ma ke kuttar moto thapiyei chollo... Kichukhon por ma er gud e maal chere pore shanto holo.... Ma ebar uthe dariye, amay bollo “Ki Suhil.... Ke esheche???” “Ma, baba-r ek bondhu... Naam Bishu... England thake...” “Oh acha... Tor baba-r mukhe tar naam shunechi, kintu kokhono dekhini...” “Ta, tini tomay niche dakchen...” “Acha, ami ashchi... Bole Ma washroom er dike gelo, r ami niche neme ashlam...” Oi dike Bishu uncle o Haat mukh dhuye esheche... Ami take guest room ta dekhiye dilam... Tini drawing room e boshe khobor dekhte laglen... Kichukhon por, ma drawing room e dhuklo... Ma er porone ekta Halka golapi shari... niche shada petticoat r blouse... Blouse ta khub e tight.... Ma er bishal bishal dudh duto dhore rakhte besh kosrot korte hocche... R gud er jaegae petticoat ta je bheja, ta bojhai jacche,tao sharir upor diye... R ma er gobhir nabhi puropuri drisshoman... R blouse jorao kichuta bheja... Noren da er chapa chapi te kichu ta dudh beriye poreche... R ma er khara dudh er bota prae drisshoman... Ma dukhei jor haat kore nomoshkar korlo... R tate, ma er dudh er khaaj aro bere gelo!!! Uncle to ma er dudh er dike takiye ha kore kono mote jor haat korlen... Ma er dudh er dike uncle takiye ache, r Ma e kotha bolche... “Nomoshkar... Bhalo achen to???” “umm... Ha... Ap... Apni bhalo to???” “Ha... Aaji jete holo oke Delhi te... Ta, apni haat mukh dhuyechen to???” “Um... Ha...” “Tahole ashun... Khete ashun....” Bole ma er bishal pacha khana duliye duliye khabar table er dike... R uncle er chokh aat ke thaklo, ma er bishal pacha khanar dike... Tini jibh diye mukh chatte laglen... Tini takiyei thaklen.... Onnomonoshko, hoye chinta korte laglen... Amie onar chinta bhongo korlam... “Uncle cholun...” “Oh, ha.... Cholo...” Ami heshe taar shathe gelam.... Totokhone baba chole esheche...Khabar table e.... Uncle er chokh borabori, ma er dike... R ma beparta bujheo na bojhar bhan kore chola fera korche... Iccha korei nichu hocche... Ma er bishal buk dekhache... R ami uncle er shathe kotha barta kore jacchi.... Baba thik kore kichui bujhche na... “Ta ki kaaj e hotat deshe???” “Eito... Ekta conference e... Delhi te....” “Oh, acha.... Ta eka eshechish naki???” “Ha...” “Keno, Boudi asheni???” “Na,boudi-r shathe amar char bochor age chara chari hoye geche....” “Oh acha... Ta tor ekhane kemon lagche???” Ebar uncle ma er dike takiye heshe bollo “Khub e bhalo lagche... Onek din deshi maal dekhi na....” ”Deshi maal?!!??” baba confused hoyar bhan kore bollo.... “Na... Na... Mane, deshi... Ei r ki....” bole haslen.... Amio Hashlam... Baba na bujhei hashlo... Kichukhon por... Amra char joni drawing room e boshe golpo korchi... Ami ma r baba ekta sofay, r uncle couch e.... “Ta, boudi, apnar haat er ranna kintu khub chomotkar... Onek din por khati bangaliyana khabar khelam...” “Thank You...” Tokhoni Noren da eshe bollo “Memshaheb, babu kaadche...Apni babu-r kache jaan.... Ami bazare gelam....” “Acha, ami ashchi...” bole ma uthe chole gelo... “Babu kaadche mane??? Tor ki ektai chele na???” “Na, amar duto chele....” “Chototar boyosh koto re???” “Eito, 2 bochor....” “Ta, etodin por, hotat???” “Na, Suhil chailo....” bole baba hashlo amar dike cheye.... Ebar ami jigesh korlam... “Ta uncle, apni England er kon shohore thaken???” “Ami London e thaki...” “Oh acha... Acha, uncle apni to doctor na???” “Ha...” “Ki type doctor???” “Eito, ami gynocologist and sex therapist...” “Oh, gynocologist???” “Ha...” “Acha, gynocologist ra ashole ki ki kore???” “Eito check up kore...” “Ki check up kore???” “Ei dhoro amra health check kori...” “Uncle, tahole amar ma ke abar check up kore din na...” Asholei ma er koek din theke shorir ta ektu kharap... Pressure ektu beshi hocche koekdin... Oshudh kheyeo thik hocche na... Plus, Ma er dudh er stock o din din kome jacche... “Umm... Ki dorkar, tui koshto korbi... Thak...” baba ektu appotti dekhay... “Na, dekh... Ashole, eta khub e dorkari... Ei shob lokhon kintu khub e kharap!!!” “Acha, tahole tui check up kor... Ekhan kar doctor ra to thik kichu bolte parche na...” Ma totokhone niche neme esheche... Ma ashtei, ami bollam “Ma, uncle tomar check up korabe....” “Check Up??? Keno???” “Tomar keokdin thekei na shorir oshustho...” “Ta thik.... Kintu...” “Na, kono kintu noy... Tomar shottie check up korano dorkar....” “Ha boudi... Apnar check up korano dorkar...” “Bina, Bishu khub e bhalo doctor... plus amar bondhu o... Or kas theke check up koranoi bhalo...” Ma ebar kotha moto cholte thaklo... Uncle bollo. “Boudi apnar boyosh koto???” “Eito ekhon 45...” “Boudi, apni ebar apnar shari ta khule felun to...” Ma ebar baba-r dike takalo... Baba bollo “Jai bolche koro Bina...” “Acha... Bole ebar shari ta khule fello...” “Hmm... Bishal boro boro dudh... Egulo ki ashol, naki transplant???” “Na, asholei...” “Hmm...” Bole ebar dudh duto tepa shuru korlo... “Na,thik ache... tobe puro puri bojha jacche na... Acha, boudi, ebar blouse ta khulun....” Bole ma er blouse ta khule fello... Ebar bishal bishal duto dudh niya, uncle kichukhon moner shukhe tiplo... Tarpor, ma er dudh ekta mukhe pure, chushte laglo.... “Hmm... Dudh er taste to thik ache...” ei bole, jotokhon parlo, pet bhore dudh khelo... Er por, amake bollo “Suhil, ek kaaj koro... Tumi upore jao...” “Na, ami thakbo... Ami shikte chai, ki bhabe Check-Up kore....” “Acha, thik ache... Thako... Tahole edike asho... Bhalo kore dekho...” bole taan diye ma er petticoat fele amake ma er baal e bhora gud dekhate laglo... Uncle ha kore kichukhon takiye thaklo... Uncle ebar ma er gud e du angul dhokalo, r Ma er gud theke jhorjoriye kichu maal carpet er upore porlo... Uncle kichukhon maal er dike cheye thaklo... Tarpor, ma er dike takiye bollo “Ta, boudi, apni ki kono prokar i-pill khan???” “Ha...” “Suhil... Doya kore ogulo ektu niye asho to...” “Ogulo kothay ma???” “Amar ghorer wardrobe e...” Ami giye taratari niye ashlam... Uncle oshudh gulo kichukhon dekhlo... Tarpor, bollo “Ei oshudh gulor karonei normally, ei shob shomoshya dekha dei... Pressure er shomoshya... Dudh er shortage.... Egulo ekhon theke r khaben na...” “Acha....” bollo ma.... Ebar baba-r dike takiye bollo “Acha, Jibon, toder Sex life kemon???” “Bhaloi...” “Tui din e koybar Boudi ke chudish???” “Eito, bashay thakle, proti raat e.... ” “mash e tirish din e???” “Na... karon majhe majhe trip e jai... Tokhon r ki...” “Oh acha...” “Acha, kichukhon age, ki tui chudechish???” “Na to... Ami to baire chilam...” “Tahole???” Baba ebar amar dike takalo... Ami jei matha nichu korlam tokhon bollo “Dekh, toke ekta kotha bola hoyni... Du bochor dhore Suhil o or ma ke chode...” “Ki???” “Ha... Shotti...” “My friend... Tui asholei ekjon ideal Shami....” “Keno???” “Karon, ei boyosh ta, mane 40+ prottek ta mohilar sex drive khub beshi thake... Tokhon tader ke aro shomoy dite hoy... Beshi bhag shamirai eta kore na... ashole, korteo pare na.. Karon ei boyosh e office er jhamela, plus shorir er durbolota... Kintu, tui tor chele ke permission diyechish... Kaaj ta khub e bhalo korechish...” “Thank You...” Bole baba ebar amar dike hashlo... “R dekh boudi o khub bhaggobaan mohila, je Suhil er moto ekta jowan chele peyechen, tar shadh metanor jonno... Suhil tomar boyosh ta ekhon kom.... Tomake kichu jinish shekhano dorkar...” “Ki jinish uncle...” “Ki bhabe ek jon Mohila ke satisfy korte hoy... Kintu tar age, Jibon, bondhu, dekh, er por, ami ja korbo, ta kintu only tor shekhanor jonno... Tui jodi permission dish, tobei ami shegulo korbo...” “Ki korbi???” “Ami Suhil ke sexual position gulo shekhabo... Shegulo shakhate hole, age nije practically dekhate hobe... Tui mind korbi na to???” “Na... Dekh, tui ashole amader family-r khub upokar korchish... Plus, ami Bina r Suhil er shob shomoyei bhalo chai... Bina-r jodi kono appotti na thake, tobe...” Baba ebar ma er dike takalo... “Tomar appotti na thakle, amar kono appotti nei....” bole ma eshe baba ke ekta kiss dilo... “Acha, Suhil jao to, koek packet condom niye asho...” Ami doure giye niye ashlam... “Suhil, dekho, ekhon theke tumi tomar ma ke condom porei chudbe shob shomoye... Thik ache???” “OK...” “Dekho, ebong shikho... Bole, uncle ekta condom pore nilen... Tarpor, Ma ke carpet e shuiye diye, ma er gud chatte laglen, r gud e dui khana angul dhiye dilen... “Dekho Suhil, Foreplay khub e important... Tomar ma er gud e shob shomoyei korbe... Tahole tomar ma er gud er rosh berhobe.... Tokhon tomar gud chudteo khub bhalo lagbe... Ei je ei bhabe...” bole uncle ma er gud chushte thaklen, jotokhon na ma jol khoshalo... Er por, ma er gud e condom pore aste aste thap dite dite bollen “Suhil eta, hocche missionary position...” Kichukhon pore, change kore ma ke hatu gere boshiye bollo “Eta hocche doggy style...” bole abar thapate laglo... Ebhabe amake prae 10 ta postion shekhalo... Tarpor, bollo “Suhil tumi ki tomar ma er pod merecho kokhono???” “Ha, merechi...” “Tobe ebar dekho... Ami condom ta khule felchi... Karon pod e maal felle kono shomoshya nei... R pod e maal charle meyerao moja pae... Creampie dekheche kokhono???” “Thik dekhini...” “Tobe dekho...” bole ebar ma ke sofar hatol er upor cycle chorar moto kore boshiye diye pod e raam thap dite laglo.... “Suhil... Ebar dekho, tomar ma er pod e maal charchi!!! Aah!!!” bole ma er pod e maal charlo... Er por amay bollo “Suhil, ebar tumi tomar ma er pod e maal charo!!!” Amay r paay ke!!! Baba-r shamne, ma ke ami r tar bondhu mile chudchi, shei anonde, aaj ami beshikhon chudte parlam na... Dhai, kore ma er pod e maal charlam... “Jibon, tui baki thakbi keno??? Tui o chod tor bou er pod!!!” Babao giye ma er already faak hoye pod e bara ghuchiye diye choda shuru korlo... Er por ma er pod e maal charlo... Er por, uncle ma er bishal duto dhumsho pacha faak kore ma ke bollo “Boudi, ebar aste aste ber kore din!!!” r ma er pod theke jeno maal er nodi boite thaklo... “Ei je etakei bole proper creampie!!!” bole uncle hashlo... Amio mone mone hashlam... Uncle baba-r shamnei ma ke chudlo... Dupur tintar dike... Noren da kintu kichui jane na, goto raat e ki hoyeche... Baba office e chole geche... ma ranna ghore... Ami Ma r Uncle boshe golpo korchi... Noren da shobji kutche... Amader lunch kora shesh.... “Ma tomar dudh khabo....” “Sorry Suhil... Dudh olpoi hoyechilo... Gotokaal to tao, ek litre er moto hoyechilo... Aaj mone hoy adha litre er moto hoyechilo... Dudh to din din kome jacche.. Ta shokale uthe, jokhon tor baba bathroom e chilo, tokhoni tor uncle e aaj ke shokale shob tuku kheye shabar koreche... Tor bhai o aaj ke gorur dudh kheyeche...” Noren da bishforito chokh e ma er dike takiye ache... R uncle matha nichu kore bollen “Aaste Bina... Tomar barir kaaj er lok ache na...” “Uncle kono shomoshya nei... Apnake kichu kotha bola dorkar... Kintu baba-r shathe share kora jabe na....” “Acha thik ache... Tomar baba kichui jaanbe na...” “Tahole aapnake ekta story bolte hoy...” “Tomar ma ke niye???” “Ha... Khub kom manush jon e jane beparta...” “Ha... Khub kom manush e to... Parar chele pele ra shob jane... E jonnei to shedin parar ekta chele eshe bolche amake, ‘kakima, er porer bar kintu tomar pete amie bacha debo!!!’” ma foron kete heshe bollo.... “Na, ami shudhu romy ke bolechilum... Obosho, o mone hoy bole diyeche....” “Ki bole diyeche???” Uncle udgrib hoye shunte chailo... “Uncle tahole cholun chad e jai... Chad e giyei golpo ta kori...” “Ta cholo...” “Noren dao ashuk shathe....” “Noren keno???” Uncle ushkhush kore jigesha korlo... “Karon Noren er bhumika onek bishal ekhane....” Chad e amra char jon... “Uncle, dekhun, Ma er to age dudh hoto na... Ma ke ami choda shuru korechi, April mash theke, jokhon ami baba r ma mondarmoni jai... Shekhane onek ghotona ghotechilo... She shob ghotona arek din bolbokhon... Ta, er shesher dikei Noren da bashay chakri shuru kore... Amar eka eka chudte bhalo lagto na otota... Ma o ekta bishal randi... Baba rarely bashay thake, r Ma eka eka bored hoye jeto, jokhon ami thaktam na.... Tai, jokhon Noren da ashlo, tokhon bhablam, Noren da ke niyei moja kora jaak... Ta, Noren da o bepartae khub moja pelo... Tai Noren da o ma ke choda shuru korlo...” “Ki??? Tomar baba jane ni???” “Na... Baba bashay thakle Noren da kichui korena....” “R Suhil er baba na thakle, Noren amar gud maal e bhorti kore dey... Thik na Noren???” “Ha Memshaheb... Memshaheb er bishal bishal dudh r pod, je keo pele chode...” “Ta Boudi apni mana korenni???” “Ami mana korbo ki, Amar nijer peter chele chae je ami or baba ke rekhe, ghorer kaaj er lok er shathe prem shuru kori...” “Tahole chele ja bole tai shonen boudi???” “Ek shomoy Suhil amar ek matro chele chilo... To, o jokhon chae, je or ma randi magir moto chodon khawate tokhon r ki korar...” “Ta, ek July er dupure... Baba ki kaaj e jeno out of town... Bashay ami Ma r Noren da tin jon... Ta Chade Ma r Noren da kapur tulte geche, tokhon Noren da ma ke chudte chailo... Amake deke niye ashar por ami r noren da mile ma ke chudte gelam... Ta tokhon amar mone holo, eto boro boro bishal bishal dudh.. Kintu amra keo ek fotao mishti gorom dudh khete parchi na... Tai thik korlam, ebar kichu kortei hoy....” “Ta tomra ki korle???” “Ami ma ke bollam, Ma ma tomar dudh khabo... Ma bollo, sheto roj e khash... Tokhon ami ma ke bollam, ma ke ekta bacha dite....” “Ki???” “Ha... Ma er pete ami r Noren da mile bacha debo.... R je dudh hobe, shei dudh amra shobai roshiye roshiye khabo....” “Ta boudi apni kichu bolenni???” Noren da ebar ma ke pechon theke joriye dhore bollo “Memshaheb r ki bolben??? Chele jokhon chailo, tokhon memshaheb ektu mana korlo, kintu jokhon amaro eki iccha holo, tokhon memshaheb e heshe amader bollen tar pete amader bacha-r jonmo dite...” “Ta jibon kichu janlo na???” “Shaheb bhablo, tar nijer chelei abaro tar bou er pet baniyeche.... Kintu shaheb ki r bujheche, tar barir kajer lok, tari bou er pete ekta haramjada jonmo diyeche!!!” “Boudi kichu bollen na???” “Ma r ki bolbe... Ma aro heshe heshe amader dujon er jaroj shontan pete nilo.... Ei je thik ekhane!!!” Ami chad er shei konata dekhiye dilam.... “R ei je ebhabe!!!” bole Noren da totokhone ma er shari petticoat khule feleche.... Ma ke abaro puro nogno rupe dekhte pelam... Ma er bishal ekta dudh du haat e tule niye bollam “Ma er ei bishal bishal shompod chilo ek shomoy faka.... Ekhon egulo diye gorom dudh ber hoy... Ma bolo to, ke koreche ei kaaj???” “Amar chele r Noren...” “Ma, bhalo kore bolo abar!!” “Amar nijer peter chele... R Amar ghorero kaaj er lok!!!” Ei shune Uncle r thakte parlo na... Ma er upor jhapiye porlo.... Ami r Noren da cheye cheye dekhchi r amader bachar ma k chudche arek lok, tao ma er shami-r bondhu... tarpor amrao join korlam... khub kore chudlam ma ke.... Ma er gud r pod thapiye thapiye shara korlam... tobe, bhalo manush er moto, ma er dudh er uporei maal charlam.... END OF SEASON THREE