Maya couldn’t hold the drops of tears that rolled down her silken cheeks. Manish, her husband was fast asleep after a prolonged business trip to the north. It wasn’t easy combating his eyes when she had opened the door for him on his return. Her heart almost broke in shame when he gave her the usual gentle hug moments after he entered the house.
Manish was in no mood for further romance after the tedious train journey. He didn’t wait for his favorite lemon tea as he quietly resigned to the bed and began letting out gentle snores within minutes.
Maya always emptied his baggage whenever he returned from his tours. He normally brought a hell lot of clothes to be washed. He was notorious for his utter laziness in general and hence his dirty habit of stuffing his suitcase wasn’t ever surprising. However, this time around, he had a few things apart from the usual rubbish.
There was the nice imported perfume, a pair of glowing bangles, a nice blouse piece and a rich banaras saree with thick borders of crafty handwork. Her conscience began giggling at her after seeing the wonderful gifts her husband had brought for her.
“Does he really deserve to be cheated?” Maya asked herself in absolute disgust. Mani’s last tour had changed the transformation of the family quite drastically. Mani had gone on a fortnightly tour to the northern states for promoting the prototype of his hard water processing unit. Maya had got used to his long absence in these 22 years of her marriage and often found lot of time to relax by sleeping most of the time. It wasn’t any different this time around till last week when the unexpected happened.
It was a Sunday. Maya was through with her kitchen work and had decided to have a nap before the evening schedule. She was drowned in deep sleep when suddenly, she woke up in shock feeling someone breathing hot so close to her face! She froze as her eyes opened. It was Nishant, her 22-year-old son whose face was just an inch away from her, with his body pressing hard against her!


















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