Hiera woke up as the sweet morning sun came into her eyes. As he slowly opened his eyes, he felt someone's strong hand on his stomach. As soon as Hiya moved, someone brought him closer and tightened his hand. When Hiya slowly turned her head, she saw Shuvra's sleeping face. Immediately turned red with shame. Why is the man holding him tightly in his sleep? Is he running away somewhere? Hiya stared at the sleeping face of Shubhra with interest for a while. But before Shuvra wakes up, he has to move. Hiya reached out and carefully took his shirt from Shuvra's head. There is no way he has to read this. Hiya very carefully got out of Shuvra's bind. After taking a bath, he took a maroon shirt from the white cupboard and put it on. What a pain! Should he spend the rest of his life wearing white

