Aziz came as crazy as a dog. He was barking like a puppy as he never thought what he was doing.

“Badiul, I learnt about your leadership. Why do you sent recipes that I am allergic to? Why do you lead people in my absence? Who the hell are you to give rights to hire the bloody new cooks in mine, only my hotel! I am the owner, me, me, and me” shouted Aziz.

“You should have learnt about people’s psychology years ago. You should have learnt how to be a proper leader. I always hear people criticisms about you. Who the hell are you dethroning the previous owner? He was a brother and close friend to you! Is it for money or for underestimation?” shouted Badiul at Aziz.

“No, Badiul don’t say that to your elders” consoling Quasar.

“Elders, huh? My father told me all about you. You were sane but for money, you became insane as hell. You had a fight with Afridi, as one day, in this office- you showed Afridi how jealous you are. He’s still suffering for that. You are the one who should suffer, understand?” shouted Badiul.

As Badiul walked away, most of his colleagues were trying to stop him from getting away.  Aziz felt a sense of silence and humiliated. His silence was described as Scrooge of Christmas Carol. Most people in the kitchen distracted and humiliated him. Quasar stopped them.

“Aziz, you were once my friend. Do you know why I taunt you? Do you know why there is miscommunication? It’s your laziness and lack of understanding the generations and you were never updated as you think. What is the thing that you are empty with? It’s obviously love but another thing-understanding perspectives of people” said Quasar.

Aziz stayed silent. As he went to his house, he saw a white clothed niqaab worn by a beautiful woman. Aziz smiled.

“Stella?” Aziz said.

“You clown! Why’s your pants down” said the woman with the white niqaab.

“Sorry Stella. The business is down and Badiul is handling it” said Aziz.

“You should have think what you have done, Aziz! Our son’s in abroad and I died in an accident. He hated you so much even you loved him. It is because you never understood him and you were never updated even Afridi was updated. Reconcile” said the woman with the white niqaab.

“Sorry Stella…” cried Aziz.

“Reconcile” said the woman with a white niqaab slowly vanished.

Another day, Aziz went to Afridi’s mansion. When he knocked the door, a servant opened it. He announced that he would be coming after ten minutes. After ten minutes, he saw a tall, short haired with a long beard and a thin figure.

Aziz wept as such that he looked for forgiveness.

“Aziz? What made you come here?” exclaimed Afridi.

“I am sorry. I am really sorry. I never meant to fight but I am not into bad deeds anymore” said Afridi.

They hugged each other.

“So how are you Afridi?” asked Aziz.

“I am fine” said Afridi.

“How’s your son? What is he doing?” asked Aziz.

“B.A. Shihab, Badiul Amin Shihab is my son! He works with you. He’s such a fox kind of a guy” laughed Afridi.

“Oh my God! Badiul is your son? I cannot believe it! Why did he work as a small chef? Sorry I misunderstood him so much but he was quite clever” said Aziz.

“To know the reality about our restaurant, even he knows the truth” said Afridi.

After that Aziz stayed more overhyped.

Meanwhile, Badiul and Farida saw two guys quarrelling. One of the two guys was Thebra Ali and another one was Nadeem.   When Nadeem kissed an actress’ poster, Thebra was pulling him off. Again Nadeem kissed, Thebra pulled him and kissed his cheeks like crazy. Badiul shouted “OI!”

They got scared and peed off their pants.