Dashtan hugged Rakia tightly in their drenched state.

“Thank God...,” he whispered while Rakia was still in his arms. He then broke the hug and looked at Rakia with a relieved look on her face.

“Come on, let’s go inside, you’ll catch a cold, you have to change,” Dashtan said and carried Rakia in front of his body to enter the house. He dropped Rakia inside the woman’s bathroom as per the woman’s instructions.

“You also change, please get me the bathrobe,” said Rakia who was now sitting on the closed toilet of her bathroom. Dashtan complied and got up from his crouching position in front of Rakia.

“I’ll be...