Mine, my beloved (On Hold)

32

A week later

Mithun

"Stop playing that game..."

"Just go mama,"

"What do you find so interesting about these games?"

"Don't know mama...but it's very nice, I feel like I want to keep playing,"

"Indeed, you'll feel like that...except me, everything is important to you. First those damned serials, and now these games,"

"Who said that??"

She suddenly pauses the game and presses a sudden and deep kiss on my lips. I was taken aback and before I can carry on the kiss, she resumes the game again.

However so, I was not as grumpy as before—the effects of the kiss has me snuggle onto her neck and band my hands around her waist, tighter.

"Mama..."

She calls me after a long time.

"Sollu,"

"What is threesome?"

I dash my head back and stare at her, stunned.

"How do you know that word??"

"That...in my class, one girl and two boys always sit together and behave quite inappropriately, alike lovers. Hence I had the doubt of who the girl was actually in love with and asked my friend about the same...she said they do threesome and my other friends agreed with her. It seemed like it's so common but I didn't understand it clearly. I felt quite embarassed to ask them about it..."

"Oh...did you google it?"

"No, I forgot about it eventually..."

"Seri, what do you think it is though?"

"That mama...but I'm not sure, could people really do that?"

"Yea,"

"Sounds weird, mama,"

"Don't think about it, it's their life, let them do whatever they want...you just mind your own business,"

"Seri," she again starts to play the game.

"No plans to sleep?"

"I'll play two more times and then I'll shut if off,"

"Okay,"

I yawn and descend my head to her lap. There I snuggles my face closer to her stomach and hug her rigidly.

A while later, I found myself lulled to sleep as Ganga's fingers brush through my bristles gently...

But I wasn't completely asleep.

When she closes the mobile and we lay comfortably on the bed, my hands subconsciously went to squeeze her breasts.

"Aren't you asleep yet..."

"Hmm..."

I pull the t-shirt up, unhook her bra and latch my mouth onto her left nipple. She sighs, threading her fingers through my hair, yet again.

'...'

Sunday

"Legs...keep your legs up in the couch!If you let it down, then I don't know what I might do!!"

I sit crankily on the couch, watching as Ganga mops the floor, rather seriously.

She's gotten periods and she's...become scary. If my short-tempered personality was bad, hers was worse. Cause...just after she gets angry, she starts to cry, and again becomes resentful.

It's hard to cope with her and predict her mood.

And...she said she's got cramps but she still doesn't let me do any works. Why? Because in the morning I'd asked her to make me coffee while she was already experiencing cramps which I wasn't aware of...

Hence now she's being stubborn and doing all the works herself.

Her face is stiff.

"Aetho seigirai ennai aetho seigirai..."
(You're doing something to me... something to me..)

My mobile starts to ring from the room and I look toward Ganga who is still mopping the floor, obviously listening to the ring and ignoring it completely.

"Di, my phone's ringing..."

She doesn't respond, nor does she react. What am I to do? She's the one who told me not to step down on the floor.

"Ganga,"

"Di, it might be an important call..."

"Call them back after a while,"

I stay silent.

"Aetho seigirai ennai aetho seigirai..."

"It might be from office, get me the phone,"

"I won't,"

"Ganga!"

"What??"

"You're going overboard!"

"What did I do? It's just a mere phone call! Call them back once I'm done with mopping,"

The phone rings again and considering it rang three times, I deemed it's significant and walked over to the room.

"Mama!"

"Podi," (Just go)

"You have no love on me..."

"Don't irritate me..."

I slam the room door shut and attend the phone call. It was indeed from my superior and the man who called for the third time was quite indignant himself.

It was about the latest product we have launched. Their has been a issue in one of the features that's being repeatedly reported by the customers...and I guess, we went wrong somewhere.

Damn it...

He gave me some good and indirect scoldings before he disconnected the call and as someone who was responsible for the same, I remained mute. He finally demanded me to meet him in the office.

Without wasting another second, I dress in my formals and get out of the room.

"Mama...where to..."

"There's some problem in office, I'll be back,"

"Mama..."

"Understand,"

I fasten the watch on my wrist, trying my best to not burst out on her for not letting me attend the call the first time itself.

"My stomach hurts,"

"What am I supposed to do for that!?"

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