Professor Calculus in a yard at the door of a hut with a lock holding a tea mug in his right hand knocks:
"Asalam O Alaikum Usman! Please open the door."
"Leave me alone!"
"Come-on......you did a great job......look I have bought you tea to reward you."
"Tea?"
The door opens with 2 wooden chairs available. Professor puts the mug in between and Usman jumps out drinking the tea like wild with holding the mug by both hands taking his seat.
"So? How is it going."
"Good.....why do you wanna know....."
"Why do you always talk like you feel that I don't care about you?"
"You only care about yourself sir.....now what's that you want from me."
"First things first......your payment for doing your job properly."
"The Russians.....they have insulted me Usman and you know what it means......"
"Oh! Not again...."
"Oh! Yes again....."
"I lost my favourite watch because of them."
"I saw you throwing it."
"See my point is that they are gonna shift all their money in this......Ummm.......like the hard secure ward."
"The Sinamen Ward?"
"Oh! So you know about it."
"Every Bangladeshi knows about it like every Chinese knows Kungfu."
"That's not truth."
"Yeah......whatever.....it was still a good line."
"15th May is our one and only chance."
"Hey.....Hey.....I am not gonna help you with some Robbery dude."
"I am not gonna keep that money Usman and you know I don't need that money. I just wanna let them know that what they did and to those kids was wrong. We will donate all the money to Saylani."
"Why not Basmah Foundation?"
"Okay.....we will split the money and half will go to the Basmah and half to the Saylani Welfare Trust."
"Deal?"
"Deal.....but last time I nearly lost my right hand.....the one I use to hold my mug, when I drink tea....no mistakes this time. We'll do it my way.....the Bangladeshi way."
"Alright...."