01-08-2025, 06:10 PM
Sirisha gasped. “I don't agree!”
Neetu walked over, placing a hand on Sirisha’s head.
“Pagli. You went to college, and we thought we’d enjoy some sweets. What’s the big deal?”
“The big deal is,” Sirisha said, play-pouting,
“I rushed back early just to eat Rasmalai with Bhayya, and you two didn’t even leave me a drop!”
Ravi raised a hand dramatically. “I was forced. She fed it to me.”
Sirisha turned to Neetu, narrowing her eyes. “Fed? Like hand-fed?”
Ravi instantly backtracked. “No, no! I meant... like… you know, she game me in a small bowl.”
Neetu rolled her eyes and laughed. “Sirisha, do you want me to make Rasmalai again tonight to make up for it?”
Sirisha squinted. “Only if Bhayya promises not to steal it again. And this time, I’ll be watching. I’ll eat it right here on this couch. With both of you.”
Ravi held up his hands in surrender. “Deal. But only if you don’t interrogate us again like a detective.”
“I make no promises,” Sirisha said smugly, finally relaxing as she flopped back onto the couch.
Neetu looked at Ravi and smiled quietly. The tension that had briefly spiked now melted into a shared, silent relief.
Sirisha stretched her arms. “I knew something was going on… but fine. I’ll let it go… for now. But I swear Bhabhi, one of these days, I’ll find out the real reason that Rasmalai disappeared.”
Ravi leaned back with a grin. “You wouldn’t believe it even if we told you.”
Sirisha raised a brow. “Try me.”
Neetu winked, her voice playful. “Some things are better left… unsaid.”
Sirisha clutched her chest with mock drama. “Wah! Now it sounds like a full romantic suspense serial, Bhabhi!”
“Arrey yaar,” Ravi said, holding up his hands. “We were just having fun…”
Sirisha leaned in, eyes gleaming. “Fun? What kind of fun needs an entire bowl of Rasmalai? And a five-minute delay in opening the door?”
“Sweet fun?” Neetu tried to say innocently, biting her smile.
Sirisha dramatically crossed her arms. “I KNEW IT! And you two didn’t even invite me! At least if you had told me, I’d have happily joined the feast. We could’ve made it a threesome Rasmalai party!”
Ravi choked on his own breath.
Neetu let out a full laugh, covering her mouth. “Pagli!”
Sirisha chuckled, then pulled out her phone as it vibrated. “Hold that scolding, Bhabhi. I have a call from Keerti. I’ll be right back!”
She stood up and stepped into the balcony, chatting and giggling.
The second the door slid shut, Ravi looked at Neetu, eyebrows raised. “That was close.”
Neetu exhaled, then smiled mischievously. “Threesome Rasmalai party, huh?”
Ravi chuckled under his breath. “If only she knew…”
Neetu leaned slightly closer. “She does know something. Not everything. But something.”
Their eyes locked.
And for a quiet, unspoken moment,
The memory of earlier lingered between them like the sweetness on their tongues.
Neetu walked over, placing a hand on Sirisha’s head.
“Pagli. You went to college, and we thought we’d enjoy some sweets. What’s the big deal?”
“The big deal is,” Sirisha said, play-pouting,
“I rushed back early just to eat Rasmalai with Bhayya, and you two didn’t even leave me a drop!”
Ravi raised a hand dramatically. “I was forced. She fed it to me.”
Sirisha turned to Neetu, narrowing her eyes. “Fed? Like hand-fed?”
Ravi instantly backtracked. “No, no! I meant... like… you know, she game me in a small bowl.”
Neetu rolled her eyes and laughed. “Sirisha, do you want me to make Rasmalai again tonight to make up for it?”
Sirisha squinted. “Only if Bhayya promises not to steal it again. And this time, I’ll be watching. I’ll eat it right here on this couch. With both of you.”
Ravi held up his hands in surrender. “Deal. But only if you don’t interrogate us again like a detective.”
“I make no promises,” Sirisha said smugly, finally relaxing as she flopped back onto the couch.
Neetu looked at Ravi and smiled quietly. The tension that had briefly spiked now melted into a shared, silent relief.
Sirisha stretched her arms. “I knew something was going on… but fine. I’ll let it go… for now. But I swear Bhabhi, one of these days, I’ll find out the real reason that Rasmalai disappeared.”
Ravi leaned back with a grin. “You wouldn’t believe it even if we told you.”
Sirisha raised a brow. “Try me.”
Neetu winked, her voice playful. “Some things are better left… unsaid.”
Sirisha clutched her chest with mock drama. “Wah! Now it sounds like a full romantic suspense serial, Bhabhi!”
“Arrey yaar,” Ravi said, holding up his hands. “We were just having fun…”
Sirisha leaned in, eyes gleaming. “Fun? What kind of fun needs an entire bowl of Rasmalai? And a five-minute delay in opening the door?”
“Sweet fun?” Neetu tried to say innocently, biting her smile.
Sirisha dramatically crossed her arms. “I KNEW IT! And you two didn’t even invite me! At least if you had told me, I’d have happily joined the feast. We could’ve made it a threesome Rasmalai party!”
Ravi choked on his own breath.
Neetu let out a full laugh, covering her mouth. “Pagli!”
Sirisha chuckled, then pulled out her phone as it vibrated. “Hold that scolding, Bhabhi. I have a call from Keerti. I’ll be right back!”
She stood up and stepped into the balcony, chatting and giggling.
The second the door slid shut, Ravi looked at Neetu, eyebrows raised. “That was close.”
Neetu exhaled, then smiled mischievously. “Threesome Rasmalai party, huh?”
Ravi chuckled under his breath. “If only she knew…”
Neetu leaned slightly closer. “She does know something. Not everything. But something.”
Their eyes locked.
And for a quiet, unspoken moment,
The memory of earlier lingered between them like the sweetness on their tongues.
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