At night, Ruma and Rubina were sitting alone in the outhouse.

Suddenly, Ruma asked "Where is my father anyway?"

Rubina slowly replied "I probably heard from the army people two days before you arrived. They said that he is in Chittagong and he may not come in Dhaka but instead, he probably sent an Army Intelligence-guy who is now undercover. But suddenly, the army people went away".

Ruma said "all right. That is the fact."

Suddenly, Ruma's cellphone rang with faster vibration. When she picked up the phone, a manly voice with the British accent said "Ruma, Mr. Smith's speaking. Tomorrow I will come to Bangladesh at 6.30 am sharp. I will be staying in Shonargaon Hotel and see me with Azwad and your new friend, what's her name? - Oh, Rubina. Bye".

Azwad entered the room. He asked "where should we go tomorrow?"

Ruma replied "To Shonargaon Hotel to see an old foreign friend of mine".

Azwad said "Mr. Smith, right?"

Ruma answered "yup, be patient with your tourist".

Azwad and Rubina smiled at Ruma. Then Komola entered in the room with a tray. In the tray, there were two teas and biscuits in a small plate. She asked "why don't you have some tea?"

"Sure aunty" said both the girls. After that, they gossiped with Komola. They shared a quite good moment like the good moments in school and how were they in childhood. It was a pleasure meeting a woman like Komola who was open minded for that generation. She shared good and strange stories of her life in college. Azwad was having a flashback of Abir's friendship and how he used to cry. Then he laughed like that plus he also shared about his 'siren' cry.

After that he brought a guitar and sang about his sadness of Abir's death. He sang:

There was a boy,

Who never played with a toy

There was a friend

Who never had a trend.

He was my best friend

Now a deceased rebel.

I feel a prisoner,

No one to cheer me up except him.

A friend who wanted me to be a better person,

But where is he in person?

Most got interested in the tone and its lyrics. They enjoyed singing and remembering all of Abir's motives. Suddenly a stalker ran away from the outhouse.

"Hey!!! Who's the thief, there!!!" shouted Azwad. When he was chasing the shadowy stalker, he fled from the wall. After that, he checked in the guesthouse that nothing had been stolen. Azwad joked "that thief is listening to our song".