21-10-2025, 12:01 AM
Scene 19
The next day was Sunday.
The house was even louder than usual, filled with the lazy, sprawling energy of a day off. I saw Jayashree Auntie arrive around mid-morning. She looked radiant, her saree a bright splash of color, making her seem even more beautiful. I was acutely aware of her presence, still reeling from the strange, intense moment with my mom the day before.
Jayashree: "Rina,"
She called to my mom, who was talking with my Dadi in the living room. "Can I apply coconut oil on Sunny's head?"
Mom: "Why sure why not."
My mom replied easily, pleased by the offer.
Mom: "Sunny, beta, go bring the coconut oil from my room, please."
I quickly went and returned with the small bottle. Jayashree Auntie took it and gestured for me to sit down. She settled on a low stool and patted her lap. I went to her, my heart thumping a quiet, excited rhythm.
I sat in her lap, facing away from her. The familiar, comfortable warmth of her body enveloped me. She uncapped the bottle and poured a little oil onto her palm, rubbing her hands together to warm it.
Her fingers, strong yet gentle, began to work the oil into my scalp. The rhythmic massage was incredibly soothing. My back was completely rested on her chest, and I could feel the soft pressure of her breasts against me. The familiar closeness was potent, especially now that the secret felt bigger, shared in a strange way with my mom.
Jayashree: "After this head massage, we will take a bath, ok?"
She asked me, her voice a low murmur close to my ear.
Mom: "Yes, Jayashree, please do, I was thinking of taking him to bath but I also have other things to do."
My mom said from across the room, busy sorting through clothes.
Jayashree: "Rina, you don't worry I have take care."
She assured my mom, her hands continuing the slow, deliberate massage. I closed my eyes, letting the simple, loving intimacy of the moment wash over me, a perfect counterpoint to the powerful, silent secrets we held together.
The next day was Sunday.
The house was even louder than usual, filled with the lazy, sprawling energy of a day off. I saw Jayashree Auntie arrive around mid-morning. She looked radiant, her saree a bright splash of color, making her seem even more beautiful. I was acutely aware of her presence, still reeling from the strange, intense moment with my mom the day before.
Jayashree: "Rina,"
She called to my mom, who was talking with my Dadi in the living room. "Can I apply coconut oil on Sunny's head?"
Mom: "Why sure why not."
My mom replied easily, pleased by the offer.
Mom: "Sunny, beta, go bring the coconut oil from my room, please."
I quickly went and returned with the small bottle. Jayashree Auntie took it and gestured for me to sit down. She settled on a low stool and patted her lap. I went to her, my heart thumping a quiet, excited rhythm.
I sat in her lap, facing away from her. The familiar, comfortable warmth of her body enveloped me. She uncapped the bottle and poured a little oil onto her palm, rubbing her hands together to warm it.
Her fingers, strong yet gentle, began to work the oil into my scalp. The rhythmic massage was incredibly soothing. My back was completely rested on her chest, and I could feel the soft pressure of her breasts against me. The familiar closeness was potent, especially now that the secret felt bigger, shared in a strange way with my mom.
Jayashree: "After this head massage, we will take a bath, ok?"
She asked me, her voice a low murmur close to my ear.
Mom: "Yes, Jayashree, please do, I was thinking of taking him to bath but I also have other things to do."
My mom said from across the room, busy sorting through clothes.
Jayashree: "Rina, you don't worry I have take care."
She assured my mom, her hands continuing the slow, deliberate massage. I closed my eyes, letting the simple, loving intimacy of the moment wash over me, a perfect counterpoint to the powerful, silent secrets we held together.
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