Mine, my beloved (On Hold)

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Ganga

In the college, during the break time, I contacted Mama but he disconnected the call immediately within the first few rings. I would have sobbed If I wasn't in the classroom filled with my friends. I was disheartened—my mood was totally down...

On the subsequent break time, I went to the restroom and again tried ringing him. He yet again didn't accept. It was overwhelming for me and I couldn't help shedding tears. “It's okay Ganga, try calling him after a day. His anger might have subsided by then,” I nodded towards Maalini and she rubbed my back soothingly to calm me down.

That day, after attaining my home, I did all the necessary chores and went to my room around 8 pm. As I settle on the mattress, I instinctively grab the mobile from under the pillow and ring Mama. I couldn't be in peace until he talked to me...

I supposed he wouldn't attend the call. However, to my great shock, he picks up within a few rings.

“Why are you calling me repeatedly?” His tone was coated with irritation as well as gentleness. His anger must have deteriorated by now. He often does this; he has a bad temper—like his father.

"Sorry mama,” I utter to convince him.

“My anger is still intact,” he says placidly.

"When will it subside?" I question softly, feeling a little better than before.

"I don't know," he states nonchalantly and remains silent.

“Mama...I didn't do it deliberately. You do know about our people, don't you? I really love to roam with you but you did see the amount of masses standing there and looking at us, right? Now just think about the consequences If I were to hop in your car and come with you. They would have disclosed this to my father in an ugly way and as a result, our reputation would become stained mama. The people will talk badly of me. They'll look at me with disgust for I've gone with a man before marriage. Can't you understand this mama? If there weren't any people, I would be more than willing to go with you. Didn't I come the last night to converse with you? Doesn't that make you comprehend the love I've for you?” I express it all with a determined tone, mama sighs on the other side.

“I do get it, but my rage hasn't entirely died down,” He sounds playful...

"When will it completely fade away?” I query delicately. “Maybe tomorrow. But there's a way—upon which you could diminish my anger now itself,” he declares calmly.

“What is it? Tell me I'll do it!” heeding my confidence, mama replies swiftly. “You can't do it Ganga. You're not bold enough,” what?

“Mama...why do you say that? Just tell me what should I do first. Then we'll decide whether I'm able to do it or not,” I push him while he seizes a few seconds before saying, “Give me a kiss,” my heart thuds beneath my chest at his words.

“Mama...” I call hesitantly. I feel so timid...

“See, just like I said, you're not daring enough to do it,” I bite my inner lip at his fed-up tone. “Mama...how do I give it through phone...” I ask lowly.

“Mch, like this,” I close my legs as a weird sensation runs to my private spot. He just kissed me on the phone!

“Mama...” I feel nervous. "Let's talk tomorrow then,” No, he sounds off. "Mama, I'll give one, just be patient...” I hurriedly get down from the bed and bolt the room door. Then as I again reclined on the bed, my cheeks started to simmer due to what I was about to do...

“Don't delay, the more you let me wait, the more my anger ascends,” What do I do with him?

“I'll give now...” I whisper.

“Give...” he trails off.

“Mch...” I close my eyes tight as I lend a kiss to him through the phone. “That was fucking good! Give me one again,” My stomach flips as I strive to give one again.

“Mch,” he groans on the other end.

“Let it be more intense the next time. It'll extinguish my anger altogether,” He's torturing me! I'm feeling extremely shy...

“This is the last one mama!” I add in an accusing tone.

“Yeah, okay, just give it already...” his desperation had me smile.

“Mchhhhh...”

“You're killing me! It's pure torment to stay away from you. I don't know how I'm going to survive the coming days Ganga...I've to marry you soon, otherwise, I'll go insane...” A wide grin plasters on my lips at his words.

"Really mama!?” I ask in excitement.

“No, I was joking, does it sound good?” Huh?

“Mama...” I whine at his harshness.

“How could you ask 'really' when I have stated my feelings sincerely?” I pout upon listening to his aggrieved voice.

“Sorry mama...” I apologize genuinely.

“Just go...I won't forgi-

“Mch,”

I interrupt him with a kiss and question him sweetly. "Did you forgive me now?” noting my naughty tone, he hisses on the other side.

“You rascal. You're changing my mood, bye, good night!” I giggle as he quickly disconnects the call.

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