Another day, Mathin went to a grocery shop. It was big, open-roofed as most people were semi-crowded like an ancient marketplace. Suddenly, Mathin saw Mohona who was also there to buy the groceries. Mohona was excited to see Mathin.

"Hey Mathin! How are you? It's really good to see you here. Why are you buying large amount of food?" asked Mohona.

"There's a wounded man in the house. Beaten by the muggers...So I have to watch him because he surely looks honest but something is wrong with him" said Mathin.

"Do you know the news? The famous thief, Limon had been missing since yesterday because he murdered a man who used to work in the research centre" said Mohona.

Mathin was asking herself if that wounded person would be Limon-the famous thief. She just stopped thinking about it quickly as she does not want to be engrossed with the situation. After that, she went to the garment factory for work.

Meanwhile, Limon woke up. As he saw Mathin's parents smiling at him. Limon was nervous.

Mathin's mother said "you don't have to be nervous, son. This is your home".

Mathin's mother fed him as he was reminded of his mother feeding him.

Mathin's father said "son, even you are a thief, you have a good spirit. I have seen loads of people in the world and you have a sad story behind, as I knew. You also cannot murder anyone. It does make sense, why are you wounded"

Limon said "thank you for understanding me. I was framed for murder. I have proof as well".

Limon showed some of the documents given by D.M. Ghani. Mathin's parents looked surprised as it was the documents of the same guy who runs the garment factory Mathin works in.

"My daughter, Mathin! She's in danger" exclaimed Mathin's mother.

"Of course, she is. But don't tell Mathin about it because you know her well" said Limon.

"Who are you?" asked Mathin's father.

"Daud uncle, I am Ataur Rahman Limon" said Limon.

"Wait... My friend died 15 years back- Humayan Rahman! Oh my god. Son! I knew it from heart" said Daud (Mathin's father).

After that, when she heard of it, the tray slipped down from her hand.

"Oh son! Where have you been my loving nephew?" cried Mathin's Mother.

"Sania aunty, this is really a long story" said Limon.