Rosa's Affair

CHAPTER 23

A few years later

"Are we her slaves? Why should we work like a dog in this office?" sighed my colleague lazily.

"You are complaining too much about our superior," I said typing on my keyboard.

A few minutes later, our head called me and my colleague to her cabin and instructed us to go to a fashion show conducted by a famous person. My colleague became super happy that we would be able to see the finest men in the ramp walk and I became annoyed as we wanted to give a report about the show to our head office.

"It's...such a waste," I whispered and took my bag and car key.

The next day we submitted the report and my boss was very happy about the way we described the models. From their physique to their clothing everything was perfectly put into words by me and my colleague just to get our big incentives. I don't even remember the way they walked as I was having the soda sitting inside the corner. But the person who accompanied me was super happy to see those male models in person.

Later at the lunch break, she described the models to our other members in the team. The girls were ogling and instantly I was irritated and shouted at my colleague.

"Is this how you describe a man, a real man?" I asked in anger.

"Well...perfect muscles, nice face, enormous packet and high brand cars and a little amount of badness...what do you want more than that in a man, a real man?" she asked me sarcastically.

"Love!"

"Love?" everyone started giggling as if I had said something which wasn't said at the proper time.

My colleague turned to me and smiled sweetly, "Kiran! Seriously, love? Do you know any man who loves a woman without...Tell me, do you know one?"

"No!" I studied everyone for a second and they studied me in return. "No! I had one. I had a husband once and he is gay!"