Misc. Erotica The Holy Savior - REBOOTED (Completed)

[garamrohan]

PART XV

I don’t remember how long I was asleep. The same guy who brought me to the hut was calling me awake. 



“Wake up beta… Swamiji has asked me to bring you to the Sabha.”


I was shocked, a bit scared of what swamiji had in his mind. Are the instructions and rules to be set so that I will be away from my mummy as often as possible? Or will the arrangement be even more insulting and abusive by keeping me closer to mummy and make me witness all nasty things he will do to her? Of Course I have seen the bully side of the bastard on the day itself with how he teased my father. 


Probably the guy understood that I am stressed. 


“Don’t worry beta. There is nothing to be afraid of. Actually Acharya ji has visited the ashram and wants to see you.”


“Who is this Acharya ji?” I asked.


“He is the guru of our Swamiji. He along with one of his other disciples is here. To be honest, someone has misinformed him that our swamiji is the accuser of your family. So he wanted to ask some questions relevant to it,” He said.


My heart started throbbing hearing that. After all, those questions will surely be weird and being the son of the victim, how can I answer them comfortably? 


The hall was very big. Last time when I was in the Ashram, the construction for this hall was going on. It was worth declaring a monument of wealthy construction and interior. Swamiji happened to have influence on many wealthy donors, it seemed. 


When I looked ahead, I could see a calm and assuring aged personality seating in the chair. He was wearing saffron clothes and greeted me with his gestures. He must be Aacharya ji. On the seat right to him was a guy who seemed to be his disciple. But he has a very plain face.  


“Beta… salute to the Aacharya ji…,” Swamiji said to me with an extra soft tone.


Now I noticed Swamiji and mummy were standing in the centre of the hall. And probably being questioned about the tragedy that happened with our family.   
 
I bowed before Aacharyaji and stood up silently with a tilted head. 


“Beta… You need not be afraid… I will ask you some questions which you need to answer fearlessly… You don’t need to bother about what swamiji or your mother think of. You only need to tell the truth. Okay?”


I simply nodded.


“Do you know Swamiji?”


I nodded yes.


“Since when?”


I kept mum.


“6 months…. 1 year?.... 2 year?”


“For more than 1 year,” I somehow said.


“Okay.. good was he coming to your house?”


“Yes”


“What did he used to do there? How often did he used to come? Did somebody accompany him or did he appear alone?”


Unsure about what to answer, I looked at mummy. She also looked at me with helpless eyes. I lowered my head and kept mum.


Acharyaji stood up and smiled assuredly. “Son, I understand there could be bitter memories in the past that you are troubling to spell out. But believe me, it will help you more than me to tell the truth. And believe me. Nobody… simply nobody can touch you.” saying this he put a cold gaze at Swamiji. 


I could feel my blood boiling, my ears became hot and with heavy breaths I started thinking whether to tell all the truth? But how can I talk about my mummy’s intimate situation in front of all these people? I did not dare to say this, and this was my last big mistake, I think.


“Mostly some disciple was with him; sometimes alone,” I said with a stammering voice.


“Okay.. Good… Did you feel that the Swamiji was somehow putting your mother under pressure? Making her do things that she should not do?” 


“Sometimes I felt,” I said looking down. An iden had suddenly come to my mind. Though I cannot tell all the nasty things Swamiji did to my mummy, I can tell how strict rituals he made my mummy follow and get him punished for that.


With this, everybody was shocked. Even my mummy. 


“His rituals used to be very hard… Mummy had to do many fasts and … and sometimes I had to stay away from mom due to this,” Somehow I said.


“Hushhh..,” I heard a big relief from Swamiji and a smile appeared on Acharya’s face.


“Apart from this? Did you see anything? Especially when your mummy was alone with Swamiji?” And to this question as I said, I was dumb. For some time I went into a trance. I could hear all the questions from Acharya ji and his other disciple but I couldn’t utter a word.


“No hurry boy. You can tell me in the morning.. Okay?” Acharya ji said after discussing something in private with his disciple. 


And so dismissed this public abuse of me and my mom.


I could hear Acharya ji instructing clearly that Swamiji should not be allowed to see either me or my mom until he approves. The place where mom and I were staying was guarded by a few disciples. Me and mother had meal together. Since the morning incident, we haven’t talked a single word. Nor did we talk now. As we finished the meal, mummy laid with the baby on the bed and started feeding him. I also laid beside her on the other side. 


Somewhere around midnight, I got awake hearing some movement around the hut. I looked at mom and found her and the baby sleeping calmly. I tiptoed to see what's happening outside the hut and got a big shock! Two guys were carrying my dad somewhere. One of them had put hand on his mouth and the other was literally dragging him away. Unable to understand what's really happening, I decided to follow them.