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Virus in Teen stage

Rafi is a 14 year old boy. After his father left his job, all opportunities for education in his life ended. Rafi is forced to earn money with his father to meet the needs of the family. Rafi's age, meanwhile, was moving into a special phase of life. A touch of the physical changes of puberty are revealed in him. But due to lack of emotional development, his behavior becomes part of the annoyance and pain of family members. From hanging out with some scoundrel friends, falling in love, getting involved in drugs and stepping into the dark world for money, all the bad deeds become an important part of his life. His ups and downs started from that life. Involves himself in various immoral activities including drugs, rape, various smuggling. At one time he left everything and ran away from the streets. His job is to warn people from boys to old people about what happened to him and enjoy his life by taking drugs. When the side effects of drug use cause various diseases in his body, he finds his past, his lost love, his child. But death then embraces him. He departs from the world. Rafi's abandoned partner finds him dead. She also left the world in grief. Their children become lonely.

Mibhuyan · Hiện thực
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Good and bad teenage life

Since Abu left, I have not been able to stay in this city. The company boss decided to send me to another province for a training. It is a service organization of great repute. The name of the organization is "Raise Your Hands". The organization has many activities and branches.

Among them I was given the responsibility of an elite salon. On the first day there I will be trained on reception work. I will have one person with me, who will teach me the work and assist in all the reception work. After I went to the reception desk I saw a 25 year old beautiful girl. I found out that she would teach me work. On the first day she informed me of a few things. How to greet a customer, how to talk to a customer and serve them. This beautiful woman has been sent here to tell and teach how a parent should treat small boys and girls.

By working with the lady for a few days, I gained a better understanding of my work. I am working here for last ten days. Accommodation is provided here, moreover they provide food on behalf of the company. However, while working together, I developed a good relationship with the lady. In terms of age, our age gap is about seven years. There is no addiction in me for a long time. But I am a bit weak towards beautiful girls. Also, if such a beautiful woman is by your side at work, it may not take much time for the situation in the mind to take a different form. Anyway, my heart fell in love three times by the age of eighteen. But every love character and incident is different

So at this age it seems to me that both women and women's bodies are more dangerous than all other drugs. Addiction to women can bring life to the brink of destruction. From my point of view, just as addiction can lead a man to death, a woman can lead anyone to destruction if she wants to. I learned the workings very quickly since joining here. Alisa helped me for that. Alisa is the beautiful 25-year-old woman who plays the role of my trainer. If there are good colleagues in an organization, the work is better.

I am not addicted to any kind of drug for a long time. Maybe it's a woman's love. But smoking is different, I have no compromise here. I love smoking. Drugs are a little different because I don't take any drugs that can have a side effect on me. Due to my extra addiction towards money, money entered the field of earning from a very young age. But not by valid or illegal judgement. I suffered from lack of money, lack of food since childhood. That's why I never give up on earning money. I like the company of girls. I like it, but it must be from a woman's side, not from me. I don't usually fall in love with anyone. Not even if someone likes it. If a woman wants to get me, I think about giving time to consider several aspects.

Alisha is one of them. She is a divorced woman. She separated from her husband at a very young age. Maybe their family life was not happy. or any other reason. I understand that Alisha likes me. Alisa loved spending time with me. So she took a lot of time to teach me.

From what I understand from talking to her, she is a very sweet and romantic girl. When she smiles, she gets a frown on her cheek. There is a black mole just below where the crease forms, overall she looks pretty. The complexion is fair, the body structure is beautiful, long hair, deep eyes, the manner of speaking with a sweet voice is also great. In a word, everything is fine, then why she broke up with her husband, I do not understand. It's been two months since we worked together at the same table. When I piece together some of the daily events, I realize that she wants to tell me something. Maybe it's her life story or something. But she may or may not tell me the choice. I really like Alisa. Since I work with him, I have to think and talk a lot, and she is my coach. A problem with girls, doesn't want to say anything easily, just hints. If I decide it can be different. At the age of 18 I am a teenager on the one hand and the call of youth flowing in my blood on the other. I know why lately I feel more eager to go to the office than before. I came to the office before 8 o'clock in the morning.

Today is Monday. Yesterday was an office holiday, so I came to the office a little early today. I am doing my work as usual. I don't know why Alisa is not coming to office even after twelve o'clock. Meanwhile, I am tired of doing her work. Besides, I have to do my work. Our branch boss searched for Alisa several times. As time went on, it was time for lunch, but she was nowhere to be seen. Now I'm really worried. she regularly commutes to and from the office for all time. So what can happen? She came to the office the day before the holiday. She worked for half a day. Her mind was also sad. I don't think I got anything, I decided to go home. I did not have her home address. I collect it from the office staff list.

After finishing office I went to my room and freshened up. I read a good dress, put on the best perfume and I am thinking in my mind that I will go to Alisha's house on the first day, can I give her a gift. I never give unnecessary gifts to anyone. If it is a festival then consider and try to give it depending on my financial condition. If there is a girl on the gift list, I usually try to give some sort of gift like chocolates, flowers and ladies perfume. But I also wonder how much my acceptance of those gifts will increase or decrease. Alisha is on my list where I bought her some chocolates, some flowers and a good quality ladies perfume as a gift. I left for her house with the gift items

It was 9:30 PM by the time I reached Alisha's house. The road was quite empty. I got the location of the house by asking someone. At the front door of the house was an elderly man as a mountaineer. I asked the old man standing at the gate for Alisha's room number. The man gave me a suspicious look then pointed four fingers to the left of the fourth floor. Earlier he allowed me to meet Alisha after confirming my office ID. Strange behavior, less talking, suspicious look on the face, seeing these suddenly reminded me of that pencil house.

However, I went up to the fourth floor and pressed the bell in front of the door on the left hand side. After pressing two or three times, it seemed that someone opened the door and left without seeing me. I entered inside. Fish are playing in the aquarium next to the beautiful sofa in the drawing room. A birdcage hangs next to the window. But there was no bird in the cage. The room was very tidy. Anyone can tell by looking at the drawing room that the interior rooms could be more tidy and beautiful.

After I waited for 10 to 15 minutes, Alisha entered the drawing room in a very revealing dress. She greeted me with a sweet smile. I also greeted her with flowers and gifts. She already had two cups full of coffee in her hand. She asked me to sit down and gave me coffee. I was quite surprised by his presence. My mouth almost stopped talking. Both Alisha and I were silent for a while. I kept sipping my cup of coffee and staring at her. She was also staring at me with a thirsty heart. Meanwhile, I suddenly regained consciousness. I asked her what happened to you, why were you absent from office today. The boss has been looking for you. You are never absent from the office, so what happened that you did not come to the office today? Are you sick ?

Alisha didn't say anything. She was happy to see chocolates and perfume when she opened the gift pack I gave her. Although she has enough money and ability to buy this chocolate and perfume. First she unpacked the perfume and sprayed it on her body and suddenly started crying. She started crying like a little child. Alisha's crying embarrassed me. I know why while consoling her I accidentally put my hand on her head and without thinking, I don't take my hand away again. I felt she wanted me to comfort her for a while. I didn't know why. I asked her what happened to you? Why are you crying like this? Why are you confusing me? Please tell me the reason for your behavior?

Alisha - Your gift brought back my old memories. I really like the perfume you brought me. It was gifted to me by my husband on our first wedding night. The fragrance I still can't forget. But I didn't use it after that night. I used it again today after a long time. I feel like this perfume can turn my life around, maybe again. This is the third time I have used this perfume in my life.

I said what is the relationship between fragrance and chaos?

Alisha - I know why this fragrance was my favorite since childhood. It was used by my girlfriend. My girlfriend was given a perfume by her boyfriend. It had exactly the same scent. My friend Molly's boyfriend Rio was also blind. And Molly could speak no more. She was dumb. At first, she befriends Rio while playing mischief. Later friendship turned into love. Everyone made fun of Molly's blind boyfriend. Rio used to share his little sorrows, the pranks of her girlfriends with Molly. After going on like this for some time, Molly became weak towards him. Our other girlfriends were very naughty. In Molly's absence they used to go to Rio for mischief. Using Molly's identity to approach Rio, Molly and Rio would share the secret with all the other girlfriends. Molly's girlfriends who used to be naughty around Rio knew that Molly kept quiet when she was around Rio. When she met Rio, Molly would pinch Rio's hand and blow on his lips to signal her presence.That opportunity was used by Molly's naughty friends. Some of the girlfriends were so naughty that they would indecently touch Rio with Molly's identity. Rio accompanied them as Molly. Molly did not know this story of her friends.

Once Rio gave a perfume to Molly and said "you will use it when you come to me. Then I will be very happy."

Molly shows me the perfume Rio gave me. "It gave me a present and asked me to spray it and go to it," she gestured to me. Molly then sprays the perfume on herself and me. The scent of perfume is very sweet, said Molly, pointing with her hand. I responded to her words and said that I also like it. Our conversation was never ending. Suddenly there are heavy clouds in the sky and sudden rain is about to come. I told Molly that you can come home as soon as the rain comes. I was also returning home. Molly's house is on the opposite side of my house. On the way home, suddenly a loud thunderbolt broke a lamppost standing on the road and fell on Molly's head. She fell down on the road. Death forces Molly to leave the world. I reached home before the rain came. The next morning I heard the news of Molly's death. I couldn't believe it. I was unconscious for almost a day. A few days later I went to school. Molly's perfume was still on my clothes. On that day the accident of my life happened. There was a sitting park next to the school road. Molly and Rio used to meet here. Rio and I meet face to face on this road. Even though Rio is blind, the perfume Molly gave me was smelling good on me. Sadly, Rio did not know about Molly's death. He comes to me thinking me Molly. He pulled my hand and asked me to sit next to him. This is the first time I feel a boy's touch. My voice stopped for a while. Rio kissed me on the forehead thinking I was Molly. I couldn't help myself either. I liked his touch but it was immoral. He needed to be told that Molly was dead. I couldn't tell. On the other hand, it was not possible for me to respond to his request. I left without saying anything. Rio was calling molly molly from behind but I couldn't say anything. My eyes were watering for Molly and Rio.

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