My Destination, My Bondita

73 - Their Drunken Love

You have left such lovely comments on the last part. Please note I wasn't talking about any single person, but the general vibe the comment section had. Nobody's comments had offended me in anyway, as I know most of what was written was in good humor. I just wanted to bring about the topic because the association of shame with woman is prevalent in the real world, and I didn't want these seeds of shaming to grow, since I know that many of you are young... as a writer, it's my responsibility to point out when certain things might be amiss. 

Many of you asked me to ignore these comments, but I believe we should stand up at the right times so that people learn and get educated. Nobody has bashed me or said anything negatively, so please don't think that. I have only received love, lots of it! There was just a common pattern that I noticed in the last part, that I wanted to make sure didn't translate to the real world when girls are open about their sexuality. 

I love all your comments, so please, please continue. I enjoy all the fun you guys have on here, and I laugh along too. Don't stop writing your comments. They motivate me a LOT. I will go through the comments in the last chapter and reply to them, but until then, here is the next part. 

Please rate and comment (I'm expecting the same amount of inline comments) for the next part ASAP! I can even post it tonight if I see the love. ❤️❤️❤️ Love you all! ❤️

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Anirudh didn't know what had overcome him when he kissed her cheeks. Was it the alcohol, or the fact that she looked absolutely adorable when she puffed out her cheeks? Was it the drink from earlier, or the love emanating from his heart? 

He just smiled to himself as he continued to feed her until she was full. 

After Bondita had come out of the shock, she also began to feed Anirudh, making sure that he didn't go to sleep hungry. 

Just like Anirudh would do anything for her, she would also do anything for him. 

After they had finished eating, Anirudh said, "Let's go to sleep now Bondita." 

There was one thing that kept on bothering Bondita, but it kept slipping from her mind because of the alcohol in her system. It was the fact that her Pati Babu was still wet. He was surely going to get sick like this. 

She had to be her Pati Babu's rakshak at any cost!

"No Pati Babu," Bondita refused. "I don't want to sleep!"

"Why? What do you want to do then Bondita?" Anirudh asked her softly. 

She wanted to make sure he got dry, and she suddenly had an idea for it! 

"Pati Babu, washroom," Bondita said, standing up and stumbling towards the door to see if she could still use the bathroom that Anirudh had made for her. 

Anirudh stood up too and said, "Wait, careful, Bondita!" 

He followed her outside. It was windy outside, and Bondita felt chills run up her spine, as she clutched the bedsheet that she was wearing tightly around herself. Anirudh ran up to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, holding her sheet protectively around her body with the other hand, just in case it fell loose. Even though the bedsheet was wrapped around her, her arms and shoulders were exposed, along with her entire collar area.

"Are you cold Pati Babu?" Bondita asked, knowing that the wind blowing against his wet clothes would surely make him cold. 

But... it would surely dry him too! It must!

"I'm okay Bondita," Anirudh answered, shivering. 

She frowned and wrapped her arms around his torso, in an attempt to warm him up, as they walked towards the outdoor bathroom.