Chapter Five- Where is The Bathroom?

Another day, Limon went to a car showroom, posed as a suave and strict businessman. The manager of the showroom was pleased to see a smart real estate agent, but in reality he was in disguise. Salam posed himself as a watchful bodyguard. When he looked into the cars, he expressed his greediness towards the parts.

"Control yourself" whispered Limon.

Salam got scared as his mouth was shut.

"How much are the engine parts from Camellia?" asked Limon in a gentle tone.

"It costs 7000 taka" said the manager.

"Hmmm... very well, who sold you the car?" asked Limon.

"It came from a factory, sir" said the manager.

"But the car papers claimed that it belonged to an owner of a huge garment factory, D.M. Ghani" said Limon.

"But sir-" said the manager but Limon interrupted.

"Don't be too clever, savvy. I know that you deal with second hand cars, Mr. Azian Shafi. It is because, I am not a real estate agent but you can call me anything. I used to work with D. M. Ghani- ruthless businessman in the whole world" said Limon.

"Ataur Rahman Limon? Wow! The famous car thief" exclaimed Azian (the manager).

"Yet, but I quit this work long ago. You don't have to say that, Azi. I know your boss very well. If you overly chatter, you will be shot to death" said Limon.

Then Azian got scared as he gave a 'small toilet' on his pants. The people behind the table laughed at him even Limon and Salam. They forcefully took the car. Limon was the smart enough to drive a car. Salam was scared of the speed that was given by Limon. As they stopped to the wounded man's apartment, Salam had an earthquake in his body.

"What! Here? Here, you want to bring the car to that house? Why is that?" asked Salam.

"It actually belongs to the wounded man. His things were stolen, even the car. After the family reunion happened, he mentioned me more about the car that was stolen. As he did not have the trust of the police, he trusted me as I was aware of the stolen cars. It was actually stolen by Ghani but this wounded man didn't mention it directly" said Limon.

"Oh, that means, Ghani was the one? Wow! Sorry, I was dishonest with you in the beginning. I never knew the time has passed. Five years passed, we quit working with Ghani but we are free now" said Salam.

"True to the sense" said Limon.

Meanwhile, Mathin went to a cell phone shop. She bought the cell phone by low costs. When she went home, she smiled at her parents.

"How are you so happy?" asked Mathin's mother.

"Look, dad and mom- what I got?" said Mathin by showing her cell phone.

They looked blushed as they were happy.

"Mathin, my daughter, we are proud of you that our family at least got a cell phone!" exclaimed Mathin's mother.

After that, Mathin's parents were listening to the radio in the cell phone.

Meanwhile, Limon went to the wounded man's house. When he went inside, he saw that the man lay as the dead body. His wife and son were terrified of his body.

"Go, they are framing you. Please go away" said the woman.

Limon became scared as cold. He rushed out from the apartment as he saw the police who were coming inside. He ran so fast that he was about to go to the garage but it was surrounded by the police. Limon was so terrified that he heard his cry from the voice of his own childhood.

"Mom!" he ran

"Mom!" he ran

"Dad!" he ran

"Dad !" he ran far away.

Suddenly, he saw a tube light flashing around from the tin-shaded house- it was Mathin's.