Mine, my beloved (On Hold)

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Ganga

On the subsequent day, as a tradition, we both went to my parent's home to have the meal they prepared for us. It was hard to accept the fact that I would be living away from them. I had tears in my eyes when I left my home and tagged along with my mama to the bus that would drop us in Bangalore.

We boarded the bus in the evening and I was constantly thinking about my village. My life will mostly be spent in the place I'm traveling to at present. How could I live there without seeing my parents and my siblings!? It hurt...

I wondered how Mama had thrived here alone all these years. Wouldn't it have made him feel very depressed?

Mulling over the same, I avert my eyes to my mama. The world has turned dark—hence the yellow lighting of the bus ceiling has cast a glow on my mama's handsome features. He has his head slanted back on the seat and his eyes are shut...

“If you keep staring at me like that, I'll bite you. I don't give a fuck about where we are,” I was stunned by his explicit words. Why is Mama talking so unfiltered?

I quickly dart my view out of the window. The outside scenarios were lovely and lively—a sight I would
never get bored of watching.

Suddenly, mama's hand that was resting on my shoulder all this while began drawing patterns on my neck. It was very ticklish—had my toes curled...

I felt shy but I liked it...

Later, I fall on his shoulder and he holds me close to him as I dive into a deep slumber. However, I was pulled out of my sweet sleep within a few minutes.

The bus has stopped...

“Come, let's have dinner and sleep,” I shake my head at him. I have no mood to have food.

“No mama, I've no appetite, let me sleep please,” I plummet to his chest but he hisses and heaves me back by holding the scruff of my neck.

“Everyone has left Ganga, let's hurry and have our food, I'm hungry,” that had me change my decision.

“Then we shall go!” I say and rub my eyelids to wash off the grogginess. While doing so, unexpectedly, mama's lips crash against mine. I was caught off-guard—how could he do this inside a bus!? Though it is empty now, people might come inside anytime. This is dangerous!

But I couldn't stop him—my heart and body didn't want to do it.

It was so good—there were butterflies inside my stomach at his kiss. I shudder when Mama's hands tightly clutch my waist over the churidar I've worn.

Mama is reckless!

He chews on my lower lip and then bites the upper lip harshly. I was wet in there. I didn't know what to do hence I held onto him tightly and tried to kiss him back. When I attempted to do so, mama divided our lips and smiled at me. “Mama...don't you want to have dinner?” he said he was hungry...

“I'm having my dinner,” and he buries his head in the crook of my neck and paints it with kisses. Simultaneously, his hand grips my breast over the churidar and squeezes it. I was bewildered. Where are we and what is he doing!? This is not the appropriate place to do this!

“Mama,” I place my palm on his wrist to halt him. But he instead squishes it strongly. It sends shivers down my spine...

“Someone might see us mama...plea-” he pinches my nipple and again starts to kiss my lips.

After the intense kiss, he moves away. “Come, let's go,” I was panting hard.

“Come,” he calls again and forwards his palm to mine. I place mine atop him and he grasps it within his—tugging me softly toward his body.

I couldn't stop blushing...

“Such amount of timidity is not good for health Ganga. Besides, we haven't even started doing anything yet. There's more to this,” his teasing tone had me playfully glare at him.

“Che mama...don't you have any other thoughts mama? Why are you always thinking of this?” stating it in an annoying tone, I try to move past him but he jerks me back to him.

“And? As If something else runs in your mind,” he bites my cheeks. “Seri, come, let's have our food,” and we both, hand in hand, made our way inside the hotel. Walking out in public with my Mama had me feel so pleased...

A while later, we both settled inside and Mama was going through the menu. “What do you want to have Ganga?” he asks as he lowers the menu and places it on the table.

“You mama,” he swiftly gazes around and then leans closer. “Rascal, don't change my mood,” I chuckle at his desperate tone.

“I want Poori Mama,” he nods and gives the order. After being done with our food, we entered the bus again and slept throughout the night until we reached Bangalore the next day...

I want to explore this new city. It was very distinct from my Village. I've never been out of my native and hence everywhere here dragged my attention. And while we were commuting to our apartment through a cab, I kept staring at the mesmerizing view outside...

Momentarily, we attained our destination and Mama guided us inside the elevator. “Inform your parents that we've reached,” Huh? I've not recharged yet...

“My phone has no balance,” Mama sighs as he heeds my answer...

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