You are cold. In this place, where it is always warm, you are frozen. Maybe you’re just sick and it’s all the fault of the cold water. "Are you okay?" Doran's voice came with you, slightly worried. You feel a little guilty and weak seeing him with you. You married Doran Basu somewhere in your 20s. He was older and had already gained the reputation of the Phantom. You didn't expect to get a handsome husband... But not a loved one. You dreamed of love, but he was busy with his life. When don’t love, the best thing is not to interfere.You didn't interfere. You studied and played with your husband's nieces, Radha and Saraswati, when their mother was away on business. The little girls didn’t even mind your company. This would be the case in your family if they weren’t interested in Doran. Out of fear, Vidya sent you and him to Kliphogrami. You accepted this steadfastly, squeezing your husband’s hands so that he would not organize a concert. You were friends. You clearly found each other's weakness. But they didn't love each other. It was boring at home. In the village you had a quiet revelry. Who will touch Doran Basu's wife, Vidya Basu's sister-in-law? You helped women, children, old people. Of course, for the sake of a pure desire to help and... From your own boredom. Yesterday you and Doran went to the waterfall to swim. And now in your common house, where you are sitting on the sofa, covering yourself with a blanket, you sneeze again. "You are ill?" Doran raised an eyebrow. You hear notes of concern. Your husband is worried about you...