Dark Chocolate Page #2

A nineteen year old teenager

and you wear sleeveless clothes.

Why do you go about

in that sleeveless top?

Have you taken a look

at your body?

Those black spots from

mosquito bites.

If people ask you,

''What are those marks for?''...

then how will you answer them.

And that rascal from Kolkata...

what's his name...

Bibhash, right.

Tenant at the Barua's.

Why do you have to

talk to him so much?

Don't mix with anyone

in the neighborhood.

Indecent. Nasty!

Shame on you!

I never knew you can

stoop down to that level!

Fooling around with the

the Mr. Mallik's daughter.

Don't you have any ethics?

You wretch!

- Lewd!

- Shut up!

If I was so decent why'd I marry

my brother's wife and take her to bed?

B*tch!

Getting married twice,

and teaching me ethics!

What would the two

mother- daughter eat, without me?

Would have to give in

to prostitution!

- Big words and all...

- What's wrong, is wrong!

Today you were caught

onto Mr. Mallik's daughter...

you won't let go of

Pari too tomorrow.

Hey!

Listen you b*tch, I'll

do that too if I want to.

Find someone else if

you feel like.

Listen, Ishani is not

there at Bibhash's place.

Heard Bibhash stole

from the company...

and got caught.

Though they spared him an arrest,

but they fired him.

He's left for his home, in Howrah.

See, what she's written in the letter!

Bloody b*tch!

Hello, what are you thinking?

So many people...

Isn't it?

Everybody is so busy.

Yes, everybody will

take a vehicle home.

Everyone has a home

to call their own.

Right?

What is it? Feeling sad, huh?

And why are you worrying?

I'll go home.

Ma, Baba...

I'll speak to everybody.

I'll be back in say...

a couple of hours?

And then I'll

take you with me. Okay?

How far is your house?

Nearby... as in...

say one or two hours at the most.

Okay?

Listen...

you'll come back, right?

Yes, I will.

Bye.

See you.

Listen...

Can I make a call?

'Hello?'

Hello, is this

Bibhash Karmakar's house?

'Sorry, wrong number.'

Hello.

Hello?

The call got disconnected.

Can I call again?

'Is Mr. Agarwal's cake ready?'

'Hello, who is this?'

'Hello?'

Listen, I want to speak

to Bibhash Karmakar.

'I told you this is a

wrong number.'

No, you see...

before Bibhash left the

hotel yesterday...

he had given me this number.

- 'This number?'

- Isn't this his residence number?

'No, this is Flury's cake shop.'

Flury's?

'Yes.'

Madam...

Pay the room rent before you go.

Room rent?

I don't have money.

What!

Once Bibhash comes, I'll pay...

Bibhash won't ever back.

On the register he wrote

his name to be 'Alok'.

The phone number is

that of Flury's cake shop.

Will he come back?

Now that the honey's over...

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