"Who the hell is that?" Raihan barked.
He grabbed a towel, wrapped it around his waist and strode out of the bathroom to answer the call.
"Hey, Mom, you can't possibly be serious."
"What in the world are you doing at my hostel?"
Raihan's voice carried faintly from the bathroom as he spoke on the phone, his tone laced with astonishment and disbelief.
"What if I had gone out?" Raihan exclaimed.
"You should have at least called me before showing up here," he said, exasperation evident in his tone.
I hastily finished my shower and made my way back to the room to slip into something more presentable.
I made my way into the living room and immediately noticed two distinguished figures stepping into the apartment.
His parents, I surmised.
No sooner had they crossed the threshold than Ra
