Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

Scene 4 – Thursday, Midday: Lemon Rice & Laughter


1:22 PM

The clock on Ravi’s laptop read 1:22 PM, but his mind had already wandered three open tabs away from work.

Somewhere between a project timeline and a debugging error, the smell hit him.

Lemon. Curry leaves. Roasted peanuts. Something was sizzling in ghee.

And it was impossible to ignore.

He stretched, pushed his chair back, and stepped out of the room.

The moment he turned toward the kitchen

He found her, Priya Didi, mid-motion

Setting down two plates on the small dining table by the balcony.

She looked different again.

The same clothes as morning,

But her hair now tied in a low braid, loose strands framing her fair cheeks.

Her eyes flicked up as he entered.

"Perfect timing," she smiled. "Just finished."

"Lemon rice?" he asked, pretending he hadn’t been counting seconds.

"And aloo fry, as promised," she said,

Walking back into the kitchen. "I made it the way I like, crisp on the outside, soft inside. Hope that’s okay."

"Sounds like a dream," he said

Pulling a chair. "This is officially my first home-cooked meal in Mumbai."

She returned with a small bowl of curd, placed it on the table with a casual grace, and sat across from him.

"Be honest though," she said, spooning some rice onto his plate, "How bad was the coffee this morning?"

He blinked. "What? It was perfect!"

She narrowed her eyes playfully. "I added a little too much decoction. I could tell."


"Okay, now I know you’re dangerous," he said,



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