As he parked his bike under a tree. Both ran under the tree, grabbing their shopping bags to prevent themselves from rain, but they are already drenched in rain. He removed his leather jacket and covered her wet frame.

He looked at his surroundings to find shelter in this heavy rain. The storm started blowing the rain harder on them.

“Sid, look, there is a shelter.” She shouted, looking at the small hut in the field.

“Wait here, let me see do we have a way to step in. I think the crop was harvested recently,” He expressed his doubt.

“Yes, but there is a mud road in that direction...