Chapter 34

At five in the morning, Rakia woke up and started making noise in the kitchen by cooking something. It was a routine she had been doing since she went to college and lived alone in a boarding house. The delicious aroma of her cooking made its way into Dashtan's room and tickled the man's nose. The smell of baking bread stirred Dashtan out of his sleep. It was the first time he woke up at this hour to the smell of food. Usually, it happened at seven in the morning when the housemaid arrived. Dashtan looked at the black rectangular digital alarm clock. At five in the morning, he chuckled but was also curious about where the delicious aroma came from. Without realizing it, Dashtan left his room wearing only his safety triangle and headed towards the kitchen. With a sleepy face, he strolled while occasionally yawning; he had slept quite late last night due to his workload. Standing by his tall granite countertop, he leaned against it like a male underwear model. "Rakia... What are you doing?" he asked with his eyes half-closed as sleepiness still lodged in both eyes.