THREE DETECTIVES

Chapter-3

The following week, Mrs. Aman invited her father home. Prepared all the food of Baba's choice and served it in front of him. He tried to persuade his father by pouring coffee into the cup. Musa, Kishore and Robin are his He politely said that it is not bad if he goes on a trip to New York. He explained that it can be considered as an educational trip for them.

Rabat takes big bites of the chocolate cake with a thick layer of butter on top. Difficulty speaking. He looked at the girl with raised eyebrows.

"Why do you do that, father?" Mrs. Aman softened her voice. Traveling is a great lesson for the little ones, you tell me. This knowledge cannot be acquired by reading books. to take me Most memorable is the trip to Carlsbad Caverns. Think what that feels like! How well do you treat me, mother, remember, father? You changed after mother died. The difference between you before and now, if you understand! Then you seemed like a sage to me, father, and now...

'Crazy!' 'No no, not that!' said Mrs. Aman quickly. But the mood is not good for you, it is right. Listen, father, give me a word, you take them. I promise, they won't bother you. They are very good boys. responsible

Rabat finished eating the cake in silence. He sipped the coffee cup and put it down. I didn't know. Add another spoonful of sugar. Then he looked at the girl.

Mrs. Aman frowned. He knows that sight. That gaze has the power to look into someone's mind. Moved uncomfortably

He sat down. "You think I need a doorman?" Rabat said, 'Darwan, you have collected well, if you press your nose, milk still comes out! what me

Will they guard?'

'Does he not know me? Believe me, I am not accompanying them to guard, father. Rather, I want to take them with you to see them. Going to New York by car, my greed, is happening! If there is no family trouble...

Rabat waved his hand and stopped the girl. He said in a low voice, "Wait, you don't have to talk so much!" I understand!' He turned to Mr. Aman.

Musa's father is completely silent. He was afraid to argue with his father-in-law. If the argument is limited to argument, it would not get so much, but there is a danger of fighting. That's why I want to speak for you Avoid with in-laws. 'Hey Mia, what do you say?' Rabat asked his son-in-law.

'Do I need a doorman?' Healed! He was doing this fear, he did not ask any questions. He swallowed hard. He took a long breath. Carefully choosing words, he said, 'No, why do you need a doorman! But every now and then everyone needs more or less help from others…

"I can't!' Rabat said in a hoarse voice. 'You think I will go to jail by rioting in the street, your guards will prevent that! From your thoughts, it seems that I go to jail once a day. I wanted to remind you that I was arrested. But why went? While protesting to save his tree. You can't call it a fight. Suppose someone wanted to forcefully take away this television in front of you, won't you stop it? I gave that obstacle. The entire fault was the park department. Let my trees be eaten by insects, or blown away by storms, what about them? I went to say that. I became crazy, crazy!

Aman was shocked to see the dead figure of his father-in-law. He remained silent. Arguing now will have dire consequences.

Rabat looked at Musa with burning eyes. Musa choked.

Rabat asked threateningly, 'Hey, tell me the truth, aren't you thinking of taking me with you as a porter?'

Musa swallowed hard. Mrs. Aman was furious fearing that the truth would be exposed. throat

He said, 'What happened to it? If you are supposed to be escorted, what is the harm? You are being given a ladder to eat or not! You think you're going to bully and everyone will put up with it? I say, listen carefully, I say they will go with you. Either they go, or you stop going to New York. I've said it so well, I didn't listen. Here I am bent, see what you can do!'

Musa was terrified. Some fathers and daughters go less than others

No! He began to call God in his heart, 'God, save! Who knows what happens! Nana's daughter is fed up! Rabat did not look at anyone. Quietly finished the cup of coffee. Then he raised his face. He did not look at the girl. He did not soften his voice. He said in a hoarse voice, 'I will do whatever I want.

I'm tired of accepting someone's obstacles. I fixed it, boys

I will take But not as a janitor. Such a long way, you can't keep your mouth shut. Need someone to talk too. Only small ones are suitable for him. Old people have various problems. He doesn't understand anything without argument, Vaishy is ripe!' He narrowed his eyes at his daughter and son-in-law. Could have taken Peytri or Cock Billard. But Peitri will take a huge suitcase with him when he goes out, it will contain thousands of medicines. Cock is an insurance man. Retired from the job, but only insurance, insurance. There is nothing else in the world. So Musa and his two companions may come with me. Musa, how long is the school holiday? Surely not more than two weeks? OK, I can wait. I will leave when your school is out. We will travel in early June. I can cross open areas before overheating. I will return through Canada. How do you feel about thinking?"

Musa jumped up. Don't talk anymore, Nana! My breath is coming! When will the school leave! Can't stand it!' He almost flew to the phone to tell Robin and Kishore the good news.

After school, preparations for the long journey continued. There is no urgent work at home, so Robin did not find it difficult to get permission from his parents. But Mericachi wanted to stop the gossip about Kishore. Lots of work in the yard. He thought, when the school holidays, he will do the extra work by the teenager.

Kishore wanted to convince him, 'Listen, work can be done for the rest of your life, you have to do it. But such an opportunity will not come again. Apart from that, all these trips add to the experience. Intelligence increases. Teaches people to be thoughtful. 'Are you in trouble for thinking? Intelligence is not less! In what is

I'm afraid every time, my head doesn't go wrong!' Maricachi took out a sleeping bag from Chilekotha.

Let it dry in the sun. Seeing that gave hope to the teenager. That means you let go

me?' The aunt asked without answering, the weather in June in Minnesota

How do you know?' 'Beautiful!' Rashed Pasha who was standing nearby replied. of teeth

He removed the pipe from the gap and said, 'Excellent!' The youth's eyes brightened with uncle's support. He said to the aunt, 'You

Are you thinking about the calculations? Go, I'll finish everything before I go for a walk. Is there any other inconvenience?'

By this time, a smile appeared on the face of Mary Chachi. When Kishore gives his word, the deed can be assumed to be done. Reconciliation of accounts seems to be a serious trouble to him. School is finally out.

On a foggy morning in June, Aman drove three detectives to Mr. Rabat's house in his car. They brought the suitcase, but not the sleeping bag. Rabat has clearly agreed, camping outside and sleeping will not be allowed. Said, 'I am not old enough to spend the night outside. This may be the last adventure of life. Therefore, I will stay in a hotel, stay in a motel instead of spending my days like a poor person. I will spend it as comfortably as possible.'

His old, huge Buick was old, though not as old as Nana's. But still quite capable. Can go a long way. They left. Aman was standing near the gate. Musa turned back and waved his hand to say goodbye to his father for the last time. Kishore also looked. Both of them saw a man coming out quietly from the corner of Rabat's house. Half of his body hidden behind the bush, he is looking to see if Rabat is really leaving.

Two detectives recognized Harris Miller. Just got in! Did not waste a second! murmur

Moses did. 'What's the point?' Before Kishore could answer, Nana shouted from the front seat, "What are you talking about?"

'Nothing,' said Musa hastily. 'I wonder if Samba will stop at Barbara's restaurant? That one, in which there is a dining arrangement to get a table outside the room.' 'Well said,' raved Ravast. Like his grandson, he has a keen interest in eating. Maybe inherited from him

Musa got the power. 'My stomach is burning with hunger. without eating breakfast

I can't anymore.'

Musa was surprised. You left without breakfast!

'I don't remember!'

Rabat drove the car with new enthusiasm along the Pacific Coast Highway! The boy smiled. Rabat is in a good mood. But don't expect too much. It is not possible to predict when you will be upset for any reason!