Mine, my beloved (On Hold)

22

Mithun

“Okay, I'll give my phone, just contact them and inform that we've reached,” I say while unlocking the flat and entering. Ganga rushes behind me and sneaks to my front to get to the lounge.

She's adorable!

I'm so freaking happy at the moment. Henceforth, I don't have to be alone—I'll have my pretty wife who will give me company for the rest of my life.

Shutting the door behind me, I watch my Ganga raking her eyes over the interiors of our flat. Recently, she's become even more beautiful and I just want to eat her...

Pch, control idiot.

“Ganga, here,” I retract my phone from the pocket and forward it to her. Then I carry our luggage inside our room. “Your flat, I like it, mama...” I heed her say from the entrance of our room.

Frowning, I whip my head to regard her. “My flat? Ganga, this is our flat ma,” she smiles. “Did you contact your parents yet?” I ask with a quirk of my eyebrows and she looks down at the phone in her right palm with perplexion.

“Ganga ma?” I approach her and receive the phone from her. “I don't know how to use this touch phone mama,” Oh right, how did I forget that? I should purchase her a smartphone as soon as possible.

“Okay okay, I'll teach you how to use it,” I say while contacting her parents and transferring the phone to her. I can contact them myself but If their daughter calls them and speaks, they will feel more pleased and relaxed.

Ganga happily gets the device and latches it onto her ear. “Amma!” The exuberance in her voice made me smile and she moved to the lounge as she conversed with her mother.

On the other hand, I entered our room and proceeded to refresh. There's only one day left for my leave to be terminated. I've to resume my work from the day after tomorrow. Thus I plan to take Ganga to her new college tomorrow. I've to pay the fees, submit her required certificates, and then she will have to attend an entrance exam.

I haven't yet said anything about this to her. She has no thoughts about her studies—she never once talked about it to me.

After freshening up, I put on my casuals and peeked out the door. Ganga was on the couch—still carrying on her conversation on the phone. I let her be and came back inside the room. Unpacking her luggage, I began arranging the clothes on the shelf.

It was mostly simple churidars, some new nightgowns, and a few full sarees. The rest was her innerwear. The bras were all plain white while the panties were very colourful. The patterns were cute and I longed to see her in this.

Well, I'm going to witness her in this pretty soon though.

Once done with the task, I walked out and saw Ganga's curious self messing with my phone. “Mama, do you have games on your mobile?” she queries eagerly. “It does, I'll let you play later. Now you go and freshen up,” she nods giddily and gives the phone back to me before dashing inside the room.

“Ganga, wear the dress I've selected for you. It's in the bed,” she yells an 'Okay mama' from inside the room.

I smirk deviously.

Afterward, as I saunter to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, I call my parents and let them know about our arrival. Disconnecting, I play a song on my mobile and open the refrigerator to look for what I've in store.

Rava, so it's upma today.

As I continue to cook the same, I heed the shower running in the restroom. Ah, my wife must be naked—she must be so hot with no clothes on.

Ew ew, why have you become like this Mithun?

I shook my head and tried to concentrate on the cooking. A few minutes later, my Ganga slips out from the restroom in her elegant self.

“Mamaaa....”

She's incredibly pretty!!

A white towel is wrapped around her neck and she's worn the blue gown with a zip that I've chosen for her. It contrasts the golden string that rests on her chest. And the most enchanting thing is the vermillion on her hair partition.

As I said before, she's become ethereal since our marriage. A mature look has adorned her face and body...

This wife of mine, she's killing me.

“Mama, are you preparing upma?” she hums from the other side of the counter and looks up at me. “I want coffee mama,” I nod at her, striving my best to not jump on her.

“Mama, I'll prepare the coffee. Where is the coffee powder?” she asks further and I point to the cabinet. She smells so damn good—everywhere she wanders, she leaves a sweet fragrance to linger in the air...

“Ganga,” she turns to me.

“Come here,” she confusedly gazes at me. “Why Mama?” she naively puts forth...

“To bite you,” she sighs. “What am I? An apple? I think you're very hungry mama. That's why you're speaking in this way. And wait mama, I'll look If there's any apples in the refrigerator,” she goes to the fridge and opens it up.

She's making fun of me.

She knew what I meant.

“Are you kidding me...” I narrow my eyes at her unresponsiveness and lower the heat on the stove before shifting to her back.

Those assets were really eye candy. “What's this on your back, Ganga?” I spank her butt and she swiftly straightens herself and swirls to me. I've captured her between my body and the now-closed door of the fridge.

“What's that mama!? Don't beat me, it hurts,” she cutely mumbles. “Is it so?" I bite her cheek. She shudders as a result.

“Mama!! I'm hungry, let's have our breakfast,” she lowers herself and escapes from my trap.

“Run as much as you want...but for many days? No, not days, for how many hours would you run from me?” she sticks out her tongue at me.

She sure knows what she's doing.

She's teasing me.

“Rascal,” she naughtily smiles.

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I want to update another chapter but If I did, you guys will vote for the next one and don't give attention to this chapter. So I'll update later...and the comments are low...so kindly comment. Thanks to the ones that do vote and comment♥️😊