Heartfelt feelings

Remember, if ever any member of this Ehsan family makes or even tries to make a mistake like you, then I, Kabir Ehsan, promise you today in front of everyone that all relations of this family with him will end at that moment and the doors of this Ehsan house will be closed for him forever. And one more thing, everyone, listen carefully, if anyone from this family tries to communicate with him in any way, he will see my dead face. This is my promise, this is Kabir Ehsan's promise.""No, brother. For the sake of Allah, don't even say that. I have no one else but you. After my parents, you are my everything. Forgive me for the last time, brother, forgive me." She said, holding her feet and crying. "Go away from here. I will never dare to step foot in this house again," Kabir Ehsan said, releasing his hands from his feet. "Brother, listen to me, brother, brother,," the woman was shouting and crying. "Go away, go away,"Kabir Ehsan suddenly woke up with a start. As soon as he woke up, he realized that he had seen the same nightmare again. His wife Zubaida Ehsan had been sleeping soundly next to him, but she had also been awakened by her husband's sudden start. Zubaida Begum, furious, put her hand on her husband's shoulder and asked, "What's wrong with you? Do you feel very sick? Did you have a panic attack again?"Saying these words in a worried manner, she started massaging her husband's chest and back with her hands. Meanwhile, Kabir Sahib was sweating and alone. Seeing his wife's worry, he finally opened his mouth, "Ah! Don't worry so much, Jaba, I'm fine, nothing happened to me." Saying this, he started reassuring his wife and soon thought to himself, "When will Allah save him from these nightmares?" Or are these nightmares bringing bad omens of some past repetition?No, he couldn't think any more. He was already feeling a tingling sensation on the left side of his chest. So, bracing himself a little, he said to his wife, "Give me a glass of water, please, and give me a tablet from the drawer too."As soon as Zubayda Begum heard this, she handed him water and medicine and asked in a worried voice, "Oh, is your chest hurting? Am I a sunbather?" Hearing such words from a woman, Kabir Sahib quickly said, "Oh no, no, what are you doing? The boy is tired all day long. Don't disturb him anymore. Besides, it might be night in that country now, and he might have gone to bed by now because it was almost dawn. After all, if he hears about my condition now, the boy will be very tense."So don't call him anymore. And this is just a little pain, I hope it will go away after taking medicine. Don't worry anymore." Zubaida Begum could not completely free herself from her worries even after hearing such words from her husband, but she didn't know what to do right now. So she didn't argue with him anymore. She immediately thought that maybe she would talk to her son about this in the morning. Thinking of all this, she lay down next to her husband on the bed and started stroking his head.Kabir Saheb closed his eyes for a moment and looked at his wife. In the context of the immediate memory, the scenes began to emerge 11 years later.