The final round of the night was almost over, and the birds chirping.
The milk is ready! The delicious milk is ready! hurry up or you will be late!
Someone shouted in the street while walking forward and pushing his milk cart.
Soon he arrived near the house where he regularly delivered milk to a young man and a woman.
He stood near the door and called out loudly.
"The milk man has come, hurry up.
First come, first served! don't hesitate.
By now the darkness of the night had faded and everything was became visible.
He called again, but there was still no response.
The room door was already opened.
Curious,he slowly peeped inside and saw the man lying silently on the bed, seemingly asleep.
Once again,he shouted,the milk man has come! but still there was no response.
Then he stepped inside the room and gently shook the man.but the body didn't move.
A strong fear rose in his heart.
He looked carefully at the man.his mouth slightly opened and he appeared either dead or close to death.
Quickly the milkman checked his pulse.
The body was still warm, and he could feel a very weak heart beat.
With out wasting time ,he rushed out toward the hospital and hurriedly informed the staff.
The hospital workers immediately brought a stretcher and rushed toward the room where a man was lying close to death.
They placed the man,s body on the stretcher and quickly rushed toward the hospital emergency room.
The doctor and staff immediately began treatment him.
After a long struggles,the man condition improved a little.his pulse started beating regularly again, and he slowly opened his eyes.however ,he couldn't speak properly.
So the doctors decided to let him rest.
He remained admitted to the hospital for the entire day.
The next morning,he had recovered completely and looked much healthier.
Now the hospital staff asked him.
"What happened to you!
But he couldn't answer them properly, because his sense and memory had still not fully recovered.
By midnight he had completely recovered and his memory finally returned.
Suddenly,he sprang up to his bed and said to himself,,,,
"Warmlal,,,,, what happened to you?why are you here?
Then all the memories coming rulling back into his mind.
What happened to me? pinky made tea for me and gave it to me,,,,,then what happened afterward?where is pinky now?
He looked around the room in confusion.
The room was lonely and silent.
Immediately,he stood up and hurried with long steps toward his house.
When he arrived there.the room was dark and completely emptied.
He stood silently for a moment, thinking deeply.
Then little by little, everything that had happened became clear to him.
His jaw tightened and he clenched his teeth in fury.
So pinky, you dare to challenge to me?
He muttered angrily.
You cannot escape from me now, and you will never marry another man!
His eyes burned with rage.
",if i find you,I will tear you apart.
You don't know,what kind of person I am.
I will hunt you down wherever you go.
He kept repeating those words to himself, before finally leaving the room.
Then he slowly walked toward market.
After reaching there ,he searched his shirt pocket, but it was empty, there was money inside.
Eh? where is my money?he muttered in confusion.
Then a thought suddenly struck his mind.
Perhaps pinky stole anything from me .
", what should I do now?he thought angrily.
In his hatred for pinky,,he almost shouted loudly,but quickly stopped himself.
No_this is not good.i am in the market, what will people think?the will call me a madman.
So he swallowed his anger and continued walking through the market, looking from shop to shop.even he himself didn't understand what exactly he was searching for.
Then stop near a shop ,where several bayonet were hanging.
A dark smile slowly appeared on his face.
",Ah,,, that is my favorite thing,,he whispered.i really want one,,,, to tear pinky into small pieces.
His teeth became visible as he smiled coldly.
The shopkeeper looked him for a moment, then ignored him, thinking perhaps he was mentally disturbed.
Again warmlal thought to himself.
But how can I get a bayonet?
I do not even have money in my pocket?
Then he quietly stood there, waiting for the shopkeeper to become busy and distracted.
After some time,a few customers entered the shop, and the shopkeeper became occupied with them.
Warmlal immediately saw his chance, secretly he grabbed a bayonet,hid it under his shirt, and quickly escaped from the market toward his hometown.