Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

Sweet Suspicion


Sirisha emerged from her room ten minutes later,

Freshly changed into a comfy kurti and pyjamas, her hair tied up in a messy bun.

She looked energized, cheerful—and clearly hungry.

“Okay, I’m all refreshed!” she announced, plopping onto the couch with a bounce.

“Now, Bhabhi… Rasmalai time! Bhayya and I have been waiting all day, na?”

Ravi, who was pretending to scroll on his phone, glanced up and shot a brief, silent look at Neetu.

She was standing in the kitchen corner, rearranging plates just to keep her hands busy.

Neetu paused a beat too long before responding. “Uhh… Sirisha… actually—Rasmalai…”

“Hmm?” Sirisha’s eyebrows arched. “What happened to it? Don’t tell me you forgot!”

“No, no. I didn’t forget,” Neetu said quickly, trying to smile. “We just… there’s none left.”

Sirisha blinked.

She looked from Neetu to Ravi. Then back again.

“None left?” she asked slowly, voice loaded with disbelief.

“But… Bhabhi, you made an entire bowl. I saw it in the fridge this morning. You said Vamsi bhaiyya likes it. You made it for all of us.”

Neetu tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and gave a sheepish shrug.

“Well… umm… Ravi really liked it, so… we just… finished it after lunch.”

Sirisha’s mouth opened slightly.

Her gaze swung to Ravi, narrowing with mock suspicion.

“Bhayya… you finished all the Rasmalai? You don’t even have that much of a sweet tooth!”

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