Misc. Erotica The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Sathya Krishnan

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Meanwhile at my sister’s dressing room, my dad was having an argument with Raman and my elder sister Shalu.  “But did I tell you that I am going to give 1 Kg Gold as dowry?  This bastard’s dad was calling me a liar,” my dad yelled at my elder sister showing his hand at Raman.  “Dad, how dare you call my husband a bastard? What have you saved for my marriage and my younger sister Ammu’s marriage? Nothing.  Who is going to marry your daughters who have nothing?  Now, with your short temper, you are yelling at my husband, who put love above all and decided to marry me?” my elder sister Shalu started talking back to my dad.  “He is not your husband, yet.  His dad will not let you marry him if you don’t give me 1 Kg,” my dad said.  “You need not worry about the 1 Kg Gold or about our wedding, it is all taken care of,” my sister said and looked aside.  “How?” my dad asked.  “We are borrowing 1 Kg Gold from Murthy Sir,” Raman said.  “Hey … what do you know about Murthy Sir?  He is worse than a snake.  He is going to make you his slave if you don’t repay,” my dad said in an angry tone.  “Uncle, relax, we are going to borrow the jewels from Murthy Sir and after a couple of days we are going to return all his jewels,” Raman said.  “What if your stupid dad comes to know that you have returned all the jewels to Murthy?” my dad asked.  “I am going to make an exact replica of them in imitation gold and keep them at home, and my parents will not know,” Raman said.  “This will not work, and I am going to stay away from this.  If you stupid dad tries to get mad at me, you should take up the responsibility, Raman,” my dad said.  “Sure Uncle,” I will take care of the whole thing,” Raman said.  “Dad you are just complicating things now, just go and take care of the marriage arrangements and attend to our guests,” my sister said.  “I am not complicating things, you both have,” my dad said and left the place.