Badiul’s angry look stopped the neighbor’s antics.

Badiul asked “what happened here?”

The wife replied “my husband, Mr. Alam is showing a gun to scare a child”.

When Badiul saw a gun with Mr. Alam (the neighbor), the gun was melted as there was no place to keep the bullet.

“It’s a toy gun, madam” sighed Badiul with concern.

“See, Mrs. Alam!” shouted Mr. Alam

“Sorry” Mrs. Alam held her ears as a child.

“It’s ok, baby” said Mr. Alam lovingly.

Badiul smiled as a guardian angel. Both neighbors went to their houses. Suddenly, he saw an old man with torn clothes who was sitting in the footpath with a house made with bamboo, cloth and blue polythene. Badiul slowly sat beside the old man.

Badiul asked “who are you?”

The old man replied “someone poor who gave all hopes up. Where do you work, son?”

Badiul said “I work in Gemini hotel”.

The old man became excited as the plate was sounded.

“Gemini? Hold on a second. I worked there too, deadly smile, eh!” said the old man.

“Oh my god! Chef Zaman! Wow” exclaimed Badiul with excitement.

“Buddy! Is that you?” asked Chef Zaman (the old man).

“Yes man! I knew that you are one of the brilliant chefs who are gone. I am so glad to see you sir” said Badiul.

“Man, don’t say it but your father was a badass! He always rewarded us as ‘chef of the month’ ” said Chef Zaman.

“I know. As you guys left, Quasar is taunting Aziz. You should be there” said Badiul.

“I am supposed to but Aziz still put a hammer on his toes. He made me quit. He is allergic to an ingredient. Non-other than Olive Oil, Black Pepper and Salt” said Chef Zaman.

“Yes, that is true. I secretly put these ingredients therefore the demand would be back” said Badiul.

“Yep, I will join you” said Chef Zaman.

Next day, people were cooking. Suddenly, Badiul came such that he posed as a leader. Everyone stared at him.

“Fellow mates, I like you to introduce one of the brilliant chefs- Chef Zaman! He will be working with us as a guest chef. I hope you can be friendly with him- and Quasar sir, you have seen this great guy after a long time and for you; he is not necessary to be introduced to you as you already know him”.

Most chefs clapped except Thebra Ali who was weeping like a woman.

“What happened Thebra?” asked Badiul.

“I am broken, I don’t have any wife or girlfriend, how can I live?” wept Thebra Ali.

“Idiot! Everyone is happy here and you are thinking about your marriage!” scolded Quasar.

“Sir, when will you fix our marriage?” asked Thebra.

“Damn with your marriage!” scolded Quasar.

Badiul understood Thebra as he stayed silent.  They worked together delightfully. Suddenly, Aura called Badiul on his cell phone.

“Hello Sweetheart!” said Aura.

“Hello Baby doll!” growled Badiul.

“How are you? I heard that you are leading in Aziz’s absence” said Aura.

“I think you should remember that how did I discussed with you about it” said Badiul.

“Oh, I see” said Aura.

“By the way, I am a bit busy. Okay sweetheart? Love you!” said Badiul.

“Love you too, my chef” said Aura.

Meanwhile, Aziz was shaved by his maids. As they accidentally cut off the mustache, he became angry and kissed at the wall crazily.