Yesterday, 12:26 AM
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## Update 26: The Final Chapter Interrupted
We were talking quietly, the intimacy of the bedroom still lingering in the air, when someone knocked firmly on the door. Madam and I both instantly froze, scared that the sounds of her screams or our laughter might have been overheard.
Madam quickly composed herself and opened the door. Standing there was a beautiful woman. Madam politely invited her in. It took me a moment to register: Wait, this is my aunt, Meena Chachi! I stood up abruptly when I saw her, my heart racing, feeling utterly exposed.
"Yes, what is it?" Madam asked, still not placing her.
"I'm Avi's aunt," Meena chachi said simply.
I thought, That day in the market, Madam only saw Suman and Seema Chachi. That's why Madam didn't recognize Meena Chachi.
"Sorry. I didn't know," Madam said, smoothly covering her confusion.
"It's okay," Meena chachi replied graciously.
I just stood there, silently praying my Chachi couldn't read the history of the room on my face.
"Yes, please tell me why you're here today," Madam asked, motioning for her to sit down, though Meena Chachi remained standing.
"I was going to the market," Meena chachi said, sticking to the convenient lie she had told Suman Chachi. "So I thought I'd take Avi with me, as I knew he had tuition."
"The studying is done for the day. You can take him," Madam said, giving me a subtle, knowing glance.
"By the way, does Avi bother you? Does he get lazy?" Meena chachi asked, carefully inserting the query Suman Chachi had requested.
"No, he studies well," Madam said, giving me a genuine, encouraging smile.
"He studies only because of you. Otherwise, he keeps playing all day," Meena chachi said, flattering the teacher.
"That's not true," Madam countered gently, defending me. "It's important for kids to play with their studies. Yesterday, he studied for three hours straight. Avi is very hardworking," Madam said, looking pointedly at me, effortlessly backing up the exact lie I had given my paternal aunt.
"Yes, you're right," Meena chachi agreed, her initial suspicion completely dissolved by Madam's testimonial.
"Come on, Avi, let's go to the market," Meena chachi said, turning to leave.
"Go, Avi, help your aunt," Madam instructed. "And yes, come tomorrow. We still have that last chapter to cover," she said, winking just slightly enough for only me to see.
"Yes, Madam," I said, a thrill running through me.
My aunt and I started walking towards the market, the tension of my sudden exposure replaced by the excitement of my confirmed return tomorrow.
We were talking quietly, the intimacy of the bedroom still lingering in the air, when someone knocked firmly on the door. Madam and I both instantly froze, scared that the sounds of her screams or our laughter might have been overheard.
Madam quickly composed herself and opened the door. Standing there was a beautiful woman. Madam politely invited her in. It took me a moment to register: Wait, this is my aunt, Meena Chachi! I stood up abruptly when I saw her, my heart racing, feeling utterly exposed.
"Yes, what is it?" Madam asked, still not placing her.
"I'm Avi's aunt," Meena chachi said simply.
I thought, That day in the market, Madam only saw Suman and Seema Chachi. That's why Madam didn't recognize Meena Chachi.
"Sorry. I didn't know," Madam said, smoothly covering her confusion.
"It's okay," Meena chachi replied graciously.
I just stood there, silently praying my Chachi couldn't read the history of the room on my face.
"Yes, please tell me why you're here today," Madam asked, motioning for her to sit down, though Meena Chachi remained standing.
"I was going to the market," Meena chachi said, sticking to the convenient lie she had told Suman Chachi. "So I thought I'd take Avi with me, as I knew he had tuition."
"The studying is done for the day. You can take him," Madam said, giving me a subtle, knowing glance.
"By the way, does Avi bother you? Does he get lazy?" Meena chachi asked, carefully inserting the query Suman Chachi had requested.
"No, he studies well," Madam said, giving me a genuine, encouraging smile.
"He studies only because of you. Otherwise, he keeps playing all day," Meena chachi said, flattering the teacher.
"That's not true," Madam countered gently, defending me. "It's important for kids to play with their studies. Yesterday, he studied for three hours straight. Avi is very hardworking," Madam said, looking pointedly at me, effortlessly backing up the exact lie I had given my paternal aunt.
"Yes, you're right," Meena chachi agreed, her initial suspicion completely dissolved by Madam's testimonial.
"Come on, Avi, let's go to the market," Meena chachi said, turning to leave.
"Go, Avi, help your aunt," Madam instructed. "And yes, come tomorrow. We still have that last chapter to cover," she said, winking just slightly enough for only me to see.
"Yes, Madam," I said, a thrill running through me.
My aunt and I started walking towards the market, the tension of my sudden exposure replaced by the excitement of my confirmed return tomorrow.
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