My Destination, My Bondita

65 - So Close, Yet So Far Apart

Once he took her into the bedroom, Anirudh locked the door behind them. Bondita just continued to watch him with awe. She was too stunned to form any thoughts. 

"Bondita," Anirudh said, looking away from her while he approached her. "I'm going to fix your saree." 

Before she could even register what was happening, Anirudh's hand was on her shoulder, trying to remove the pin of her pallu. 

Bondita gently reached to her head and removed the pallu from her head first as he unpinned her saree. She just watched him as he did this. He had never done this before. Why was he adjusting her saree all of a sudden, and that too when they hadn't spoken for so long? What was happening right now? 

As his fingers struggled to unpin her, she watched him, feeling herself get lost. Her cheeks were burning and there was a huge desire to close the gap between their bodies. The distance between the two of them was far too great.  

When he got the pin off her shoulder, he pulled the pallu up, trying to make it so that her saree was resting higher up on her chest, but in all of this, the pleats on her pallu were coming undone. 

"How do you fix this?" he asked her, frowning. 

Bondita could feel a smile forming on her lips. She was finding his struggle with her saree very cute. 

Bondita took the pallu from him and dropped it to the ground so it came undone. Her midriff was completely exposed to him now. 

His face got warm. Anirudh just turned around so she could fix it herself. Although he couldn't ever look at her in the wrong way, he didn't want to make Bondita uncomfortable. 

Bondita picked up her half undone saree from the floor and stepped in front of him, her heart beating rapidly inside of her chest as she did this. Being exposed like this in front of her Pati Babu was kind of thrilling. 

"This is how," she told him. "You should watch. Since you asked."

He looked at her with wide eyes. Clearly, Bondita didn't feel uncomfortable at all. She started to make pleats in front of him, showing him how it was done.

Her slender waist and soft stomach was a sight that was making him breathless. In every form, she just looked so beautiful to him. It was like she was a beautiful piece of art that he could admire forever. He moved his gaze up to her eyes as she finished pleating the saree. 

"Now this goes on my shoulder," she informed, holding the pleats up. 

She put the gathered pleats on her shoulder.

Anirudh shook his head and said, "No, wait." 

He reached for the pleats of the saree that were running across her chest, and he pulled the top one higher, his fingers grazing over the skin just below her collarbone as he did so. 

Bondita felt goosebumps erupt everywhere, and she looked at him with a feeling that had gotten more and more intense as time went on. A strange kind of desire, a certain need was building inside her. 

"There," he said, and he picked up the pin. 

He began to pin the pallu to her blouse, his fingers brushing her shoulder underneath the blouse to get the pin in. 

After he finally managed to secure the pin in place, he looked at her. 

"You can fix it now if there are any mistakes, but... try to make sure the saree is higher up your chest," he informed her. 

Then without another word, he started to leave the room. 

"Barrister Babu," she called out, and he stopped in his tracks. The distance that he felt whenever she called him that could never get old. "Can you tell me why? Did I do something wrong?"