Fantasy Samverse: Samantha & Chai Novel - Ayurvedic Treatment For My Wife

[Saravroman]

Chapter 30 - Metaphorical Flat Tire {Season 2 Episode 1, Time: past}

[From last episode of Season 1:
Chai is wondering! LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL! CANT COMPLAIN!
My Goodness! How much blessed I am! The Gods must be blessing me! What a streak of good luck! My lucky life! My wife! My absolutely lovely wife! My job! My absolutely wonderful job! My company's growth! My promotion! This wonderful apartment! What can go wrong?

BUT Chai forgot some of the most essential basics from his engineering: Every action has an equal and opposite reaction.
And the reaction is going to come in wave after wave after wave of BAD OMEN! For him!
This is the beginning of a streak of bad lucks!!! ]

A new morning. Samantha wakes up in the arms of Chai. She fondly hugs him. She thinks of their more than 1 year of marriage and togetherness. “I am so happy for Chai. I am so happy for Chai’s professional success. The company has almost doubled in the past 1 year. Lot of people are saying its because of my good luck” And Samantha smiles to herself. Samantha goes to the kitchen and heats milk for coffee. Her mind was still on their relationship. “But no. The company grew not because of my good luck but because of his hard work. He is so committed. It is challenging and hard for me to see Chai work long hours at office and then come home and take calls. I feel bad to see him stress out. Also, he is not giving enough attention to me. I feel if he can show as much commitment to work on our relationship too. In fact, we are even having very less sex. Last time we had was more than a week ago. He is not able to perform as before, maybe its because of his stress. He is only on top of me for like 10 minutes. I am feeling so lonely at times. Apart from my home keeping and reading, there is not much to look forward on any day. I hope this phase will be over soon and we will be able to spend good time with each other.”

Oh my God! As Samantha was thinking, the milk she was boiling got spoilt. Sam is surprised since it didn’t happen before. She pours the spoilt milk into the drain and opens a new packet of milk and begins to heat it. But alas! This new packet of milk gets broken (curdled) too. Sam is even more surprised. “What is this? How come a new packet of milk gets spoiled too?” Sam feels a little down: for one, she cannot give Chai his bed coffee, two, as well read as she is, she still comes from an orthodox family where they attribute bad omen / ill luck to thinks as mundane as broken milk and black cats. Samantha is worried a bit. "Sam! My coffee da!" Chai’s voice from bedroom. Samantha goes to her hubby. “Good morning! Chai!” she says with her usual smile missing from her lovely face. Chai could immediately sensed this. “Good morning da! Sam… what happened?” Sam says in a sad voice, “The milk is broken Chai. All of it. Sorry”. Chai says “no worries, Sam. How is it your fault? It happens.”
 
Sam is still a bit preoccupied. Giving bedtime coffee was an unbroken routine in her family life since their marriage… until now… She enters the bathroom to freshen up but since she is lost in her thoughts forgets to lock the door. Chai begins to read the newspaper and after sometime thinks of taking a bath. He opens the bathroom door and Sam is on the pot peeing. “Chaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii I am insideeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Cheeeeeeeeeeeeee… Closeeeeeeeeeee the doorrrrrrrrrrrrrrr” Sam shrieked. In her sudden nervousness she almost fell off the commode. In this one year of marriage, they were still in their confines and Sam was still in her traditional mode. In the heat of their initial days, they had taken bath together once or twice but never comfortable seeing each other nude in bathroom, forget watching each other pee or any such spiced up fetish. After some time, Sam comes out. She is still embarrassed at her hubby seeing her taking a leak. “Sorry Sam, I didn’t know you were inside”, Chai says... Sam turns her head in shame and does not say anything.

Samantha shrieking when Chai accidentally opens unlocked bathroom door


[Readers, reflect on the transformation from this too shy traditional wife who jumped at the accidental exposure to her hubby to the the exhibitionist wife in Season 8 who keeps her bathroom door open whenever she is bathing or peeing in Season 8 - link to that episode - #### had trained Samantha]

Chai took his bath and comes out in a towel. He looked for his undies and took out one. As he is wearing his undies he removes his towel and flings it to the bed… But alas! It hit the photo frame on the side of the bed and it falls down and cracks. Crackkkk… Samantha comes from the kitchen saying “What Chai?” and looks at the broken marriage photo frame. Samantha’s mind is mumbled. She mutters in a shocking manner, “Chaiiii… Our marriage photo… What did you do?” Chai is a little sad as well but at the same time he is in the busy to go to office. “Sam, that was an accident” In his hurry and focus on professional life he overlooked the sentimental value Samantha associated with the frame. “Chai! You are so careless! Cant you be a little careful?” Sam says in a slightly raised voice more out of sadness than out of anger. But again, Chai is in the hurry to leave to office. “SAM! I didn’t do it deliberately! You stupid woman!” Now that was a serious mistake. Sam could tolerate many things and be patient. But being called stupid or dumb was not one. She is already feeling very sentimental and mawkish about the broken milk and broken frame. Now her dear hubby calling her “stupid woman” was a breaker. “Chai… This is the limit… Don’t you call me stupid woman… I am very intelligent and smart… Just because I am your housewife does not mean you can call me insulting words…” And she begins to cry uncontrollably.



It was totally unexpected for Chai. From his viewpoint, it was a small accident. Like most husbands, he didn’t notice her line of thought and how things added up – her sentiment on the broken milk and photo frame and now her hubby calling her by a word she hated most. “Sam come on. Don’t do this. I didn’t mean it. Please… I am sorry…” Sam is still crying and angry too. “Sam please… my breakfast… Its getting late…” Sam wipes her tears and goes into the kitchen to bring the breakfast. Chai silently gets ready and comes to the dining table. He notices Sam is still mum while serving breakfast. “Sam eat with me”, he says. “No  I will eat later”, she said dryly. He didn’t have much time to spare. He finishes eating, gets his car keys and starts to leave. And on the way out he gives her a hug – AN AWKWARD HUG IT WAS … for the first time.

And so their bad luck begins...

Poem on bad luck (by JOHN HAY)

Good luck is the gayest of all gay girls,

Long in one place she will not stay,

Back from your brow she strokes the curls,

Kisses you quick and flies away.

But Madame Bad Luck soberly comes

And stays,-no fancy has she for flitting,-

Snatches of true love-songs she hums,

And sits by your bed, and brings her knitting.

With such a crazy start, the day began for Chai... He had NO CLUE it was about to get WAY CRAZIER...