She was bedding her bed when suddenly she heard her door opening and clicking immediately in a second hand her startled. She turned around in fear and her eyes widened looking at the intruder as fear gripped her heart.
She was sure he went to the office but... she isn't sure if they will be watched.
”Maa. W-why are you here. If he knows--h-he will-punish".
Yamini hastily pulled the bolt securing the door and walked to her in quick steps.
"You think he will not punish us. Look at this".
She talked in a hushed tone and turned back taking off the veil from her head and exposing her back to the Aasha. Looking at her back Aasha gasped with a hand on her mouth as her wide eyes stared at her back.
There are whip marks on her back.
"H-he did this to you all"?
She asked in disbelief when Yamini put her veil back and turned to her daughter-in-law and nodded yes.
"Yes. He did this to us. Just because we ate food which wasn't allowed to us".
Her eyes beaded with tears as she grasped the information. It must have been a lot painful while being beaten. And that too for her age it wouldn't be even healing properly. She wondered if they were even taken to hospital after those brutal whippings.
"D-did you. Did you send to the hospital then. They look so terrible".
"He didn't allow us. He ---
" Us? You mean. He beat you all"?
Her voice shook as she imagined all of them crying on the floor while he was whipping them ruthlessly. She can see how badly he had beaten them judged by the marks on her mother-in-law's back.
"Of course he did. I felt sick for a few days. But now we are okay. It is just the marks now".
"No. They are still looking painful. Are you using any medicine? Should I bring you any oint---
" Now it's not the time to talk about it".
She interrupted her with a roll of her eyes.
" I really have no time to talk with you for long. I must say this to you right now before we get caught. I need your dire help ".
" What is it, Mom".
Yamini closed her eyes before taking a deep breath and exhaling it and then looking at Aasha she took her hands in hers and spoke.
" I need you to steal property papers from him".
Asha's hand slipped from hers as she shook her head in denial and stepped back.
"No".
She whispered to herself as shook her head.
"I-I c-can't. I-I H-he is too ruthless. I-if he knows, h-he will punish me. H-he touched me Mom. H-he will touch again. No. I can't".
Yamini gasped as she looked at her shocked.
" He touched you? You mean assaulting"?
Her tears streamed down as she looked away and nodded her head. The talk felt so unusual. Never she had talked to her mother-in-law this way. Never Yamini cared enough to ask her about her well being neither Aasha asked anything to Yamini as she was perfectly fine before he came. The talk felt so unreal.
Aasha saw her mother in law jaw tighten before she came back on the topic.
"This is why I'm saying. Let's free ourselves from him. He will continue to do this until we are still under him. We should free ourselves from him ".
Her chin wobbled as she shook her head.
" He gave me a very tight warning. If I dare to disobey him once again, he will do worst to me. I c-cant. I- I don't know, what he planned for me. W-what is he assaults me again".
" Tch listen. He doesn't need to know this dear. You just have to steal those papers when it is convenient for you. If you feel danger don't do it. But as soon as you see a chance just steal them. Listen. I don't have time to convince you. I'll leave this to you. Think hundred times before you deny it".
" Now I'm leaving. Samira can only distract Ridhima for a few minutes. I should leave now".
Saying that Yamini rushed out of her room leaving her to contemplate the announced thing. She slowly sat down and began to think if she can do this and outsmart him. She isn't sure about outstarting him as until now she never did it. But she sure knows what does he do if she gets caught. Her memory ran backward and she immediately shook her head curling up herself on the bed.
"No. No. I won't do it".
She can't do it. She is so terrified to do anything against him. Last time though he let her go he put enough training in her mind that she shouldn't go against him. He made her write a book about disobeying him. On top of that, she was this close to being assaulted again. She decided she wouldn't do it. Her courage isn't enough to be adventurous. That is what she is. Always scared. And that trait put her in this situation. If she would have denied her father marrying into this family she would have avoided this all. It's all about courage which she didn't have. Then and now.
It was the next day and the weather in the morning looked pretty good and warming. With his elbow resting on the small stool he sat down just side to the bed with the newspaper in his hand sipping on his coffee simultaneously. Today he had asked her to bring her a mug full of milk coffee with sugar as he felt to enjoy the morning with his lazy self. It is just seven and the orange hue light invaded the room illuminating it with a beautiful shade of light all over the room while he was passing his time with the newspaper still not having his bath.
Though he knows news can be found on the phone as well he still has the urge to look at the newspaper. Just an Indian thing instinct.
He was shirtless as he walked out of the room and stood by the railing of the 1st floor which gives a perfect view of the hall and the open kitchen. He put his hands on the railing bar and leaned forward putting his strength on his arms. He heard the random clanking of utensils as he saw her cooking him food rushing from here and there. It felt like a view to look at.
Cooking him food?
That phrase spread some warmth in his heart as he gazed at her warmly unaware of himself. His eyes followed her every moment at how her hands moved gracefully and skillfully when she cook food while tucking those hair strands and wiping the sweat off her forehead. His eyes involuntarily moved at where he always gazes her. Her waist. Today her hairs were braided which gave him a clear view of her milky side waist. It looked so good that his hand itched to fond her waist and kiss it and mark her red and blue.
Then his eyes dropped down to her back where there is a movement as she walked. He was sure she doesn't have much big ass but she have some which flex with her walking movement. It is his favorite part to look at while she walks away from him. And that too in a saree.
Straightening up he went back into the room and took the intercom as he called her and settled himself on the stool with his newspaper again.
In a few minutes, she came to his room and knocked on it to let him know her presence. He looked up at her and put the newspaper aside and her eyes widen as she looked away turning to her side. He smirked at her reaction knowing that she just saw him naked. Shrugging it off he called her in. She fiddled with her hands little nervous as she kept her eyes down and didn't even look up.
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His body.
His body is big and this was the first time she saw him half naked and that too, he have a tattoo. There is a tattoo on his left chest while it spread some parts onto his arm and shoulder. That is what she figured out in one glance and she didn't dare to take a look at him again. It wouldn't be a problem if he was thin lean and have a normal body. But his chest size being broad with some strong buns over his stomach it felt wrong to look at him.
"Take that oil and massage my back. ".
He ordered and she froze in her place as her eyes snapped at him while he was still reading the newspaper. She didn't move and that made him raise his eyes at her startling her.
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