12-11-2025, 11:11 PM
## Update 111: The Bitter Farewell of Mala (Avi and Meena Chachi)
I walked back home, my mind reeling from Riya's revelation. *How could Mala do this to me?* The question burned through my thoughts. *I never once imagined that Mala would leave this village without saying a single word to me, without a goodbye. Riya said that her family bought Mala's house. That means Mala has gone forever.* *If Mala had to go, she was free to do so, but she should have talked to me one last time, met me face-to-face, and then left.*
*Mala first made me feel the dizzying rush of love. Then, at the temple, she flatly refused to accept my love. Then, last night, she pulled me back, forcing us to make desperate, passionate love, and now she's gone again, rejecting my love in the cruelest way possible.* *Mala, why did you do this to me? You could have met me just once, just for five minutes. I was going to tell you that Chachi is ready for our marriage, that the financial obstacle was removed. Mala, what have you done? Why did you make love to me like that yesterday? I was already starting to forget you, but after what you did to me last night, how can I ever forget you? Mala, just meet me once. Just once...*
Thinking about Mala like this, the world blurry around me, I finally reached home. As soon as I came in, I went straight to my room and sat down heavily on the bed, staring blankly ahead. I was lost in my painful thoughts when Meena Chachi walked into my room. She rushed to me, and without a word, she immediately wrapped me in a tight embrace. As soon as I felt Meena Chachi's arms around me, the dam broke. Tears started pouring from my eyes, and I started sobbing uncontrollably. Meena Chachi held me close, letting me cry for a long while. After my sobs had subsided, Meena Chachi gently kissed my eyes, and my tears instantly stopped.
"Avi, tell me everything about Mala. What did you and Mala talk about today that has left you so broken?" Meena Chachi asked, her voice soft with concern.
*(Internal thoughts: How does Chachi know that I'm crying specifically because of Mala? How could she possibly know?)* I pulled back slightly and looked at Chachi with a questioning, bewildered expression.
"I know Mala has left the village forever," Meena Chachi stated simply, anticipating my unspoken question.
I looked at Meena Chachi with a deeper, more profound questioning gaze.
"I saw Mala and her parents at the bus stop earlier this evening. They had luggage. I thought they looked like they were leaving the village for good, and then I found out the truth from a neighbor that they are leaving forever," Meena Chachi explained, keeping her expression neutral. "Now, stop stalling and tell me what you and Mala talked about and why you were crying so desperately."
"Chachi, Mala left the village forever without meeting me or saying goodbye," I whispered, the pain still raw.
"You're crying for such a small thing as not getting a proper goodbye?" Meena Chachi asked, feigning annoyance.
"If it was such a small thing, Chachi, I would have never cried like this," I insisted, shaking my head.
"Then tell me what the real matter is," she urged.
I took a deep breath and told Meena Chachi everything about what happened with Mala last night—the fighting, the kissing, the virginity, the deep fuck we shared, and her consumption of my cum. Meena Chachi heard me out, listening to every detail, and then simply hugged me again, clutching me tightly.
*(Meena Chachi's internal thoughts: Avi, what have you done, my son? I told you to forget Mala, and instead, you made love to Mala again, taking her virginity. You fucked her. Avi, you absolutely shouldn't have done this. Now, you will never be able to forget Mala! It won't be easy for you to forget Mala's first time. What have you done, Avi? And Mala, you didn't do right by fucking Avi. After this night, neither Mala will be able to live her arranged life properly, haunted by this, nor will Avi be able to let go. You both will keep crying your whole life, remembering your first love, your first fuck. Meena, you have to think of something, or Avi will go crazy in Mala's memory. What if Avi becomes a miserable Devdas? Meena, think of a solution, and quickly!)*
"Avi, do you know I met Mala at the bus stop just before she left?" Meena Chachi said, pulling back to look me in the eye.
As soon as I heard Chachi's words, I moved away from her, alert and hopeful.
"I even talked to Mala at the bus stop, just for a moment," Meena Chachi continued slowly.
"What did Mala say? Did she ask about me? Is she coming back here? Did she leave any message for me?" I asked, barraging her with hopeful questions.
"Avi, I can't tell you everything Mala and I talked about," Meena Chachi said, shaking her head sadly.
"What kind of thing happened that you can't tell me? Was it too sad?" I insisted, frustrated by the secrecy.
"You won't be able to bear to hear it. It will break your heart further," she warned me.
"Chachi, don't talk in riddles. Tell me what Mala said to you, right now," I insisted, my voice demanding.
"Okay, I'll tell you the truth," Meena Chachi said, taking a deep breath and settling into a theatrical position.
*
(Meena Chachi's fabricated conversation)
"I saw Mala at the bus stop. She was waiting for the bus with her parents and all their luggage. I thought she was going somewhere far, so I decided I should talk to her about you. That's why I walked to the bus stop. Mala's parents were busy talking to someone else. Mala was standing alone near the luggage. I walked up to Mala. Mala was genuinely shocked to see me in front of her.
'You're Mala, right?' I asked her gently.
'Yes, and you're Avi's Chachi, the whore who only got pregnant recently,' Mala spat out immediately.
'Are you going somewhere permanent?' I asked, ignoring the insult.
'Yes, I'm going to my mama's house forever,' Mala said, folding her arms.
'Forever? Leaving the village?' I questioned.
'Yes, I'm leaving this village forever, thank God,' Mala confirmed with a cruel smile.
'Does Avi know that you're leaving the village for good?' I asked, looking for proof of her care.
'So, Avi told you everything, did he?' Mala sneered.
'Yes,' I said.
'Then that's good. At least that fool finally did something smart,' Mala said, looking disgusted.
'Who are you calling a fool?' I challenged her.
'Avi. And why wouldn't I? He's a number one, pathetic bastard,' Mala said, her voice laced with hatred.
'Watch your language, Mala. Don't forget that you also told him you loved him, and you made love to him last night,' I said, feeling my blood boil.
'Love? That too with Avi? How can you even think that, Chachi? I'm not that big a fool to love a jerk like Avi,' Mala scoffed, throwing her head back.
'If that was all drama, then why did you feed Avi and help him with his exams?' I asked, pressing for a logical explanation.
'It's my job to feed beggars and sick dogs. I feed every beggar who comes near my door, so should I go around loving everyone of them?' Mala said, looking at me as if I were dirt.
'Avi saved you from getting ruined by the shopkeeper, and in return, you're calling him a beggar and a dog,' I said, my voice shaking with anger.
'I actually *wanted* to fuck myself with someone else, to get the taste of it. But because of that bastard Avi, my chooť remained thirsty for two months,' Mala said, her voice rising to a furious crescendo. 'But it's okay. Yesterday, I slapped that same weak bastard two times to teach him a lesson and then I fucked him hard. I quenched my two-month-long thirst, and now I'm done with him.'
'Don't you dare abuse Avi again, or I will hit you,' I warned her, stepping closer.
'I'll not only abuse Avi, but I'll abuse you too, you old witch!' Mala screamed. 'You're a number one whore, who is only becoming a mother after so many days. Who knows how many people you slept with to become a mother? You yourself won't even know who the real father of your future child is!'
I could have answered Mala then, I could have slapped her into silence, but I remained silent only because of you, Avi. Look at what she said. The girl who can abuse you, who can abuse your mother, who can call your son a bastard, you're crying for her. You love her, Avi. Now you yourself think who you want: Mala or your Chachi and your family."
*
I was completely shocked to hear Chachi's story. My entire body went cold. I never thought Mala would turn out to be this kind of hateful, crude girl. I was falling in love with a girl who considers me a beggar and a bastard and abuses my Chachi—the woman who is my mother. My vision of Mala was shattered. What I thought Mala was and what she turned out to be were two different people. A cold, hard hatred instantly replaced the love and pain. I will never forgive Mala. *Mala, I hate you, I hate you!*
I instantly hugged Meena Chachi, clinging to her for emotional protection.
"Chachi, you were absolutely right that Mala is not the right girl for me. I made the biggest mistake by loving Mala. From today onwards, I will not love anyone ever again," I vowed into her shoulder.
*(Meena Chachi's internal thoughts: What is this? Avi is swearing not to love anyone at all. For now, this is okay. I'll explain to Avi the value of love later, when he is healed.)* "Avi, now stop crying and forget Mala. Start a new life right now. I want my old, fun-loving son back," Meena Chachi said, rubbing my back soothingly.
"Forget her from tomorrow? No, Chachi. From today, this moment, I will forget Mala forever. And you'll get your old Avi back," I declared, the rage giving me strength.
"Now you should rest and clear your mind. You rest, I'll go back to my work," Meena Chachi said, kissing my cheek before leaving.
Meena Chachi went out of my room, and I lay down on the bed, falling into an exhausted, resentful sleep.
*
*(Meena Chachi's true internal thoughts, standing outside the door: Avi, forgive me. I lied to you completely. I only saw Mala and her parents at the bus stop. By the time I walked up to Mala, she had already sat down in the bus and it pulled away. I never spoke a word to her. After what you did with Mala yesterday—taking her virginity—you wouldn't have been able to forget Mala as she planned. Mala didn't do right by fucking you like that and then leaving. You both got some beautiful moments of happiness by fucking, but because of Mala's departure, there will be lifelong sadness and regret. Neither Mala will be happy there, nor would you be happy here. You both would keep crying your whole life, remembering your first love, your first fuck. Mala will get married after a year or two and will eventually forget you to some extent. But what would you do here? You would live your life as a heartbroken Devdas in Mala's memory, dying emotionally every day. How could I see you killing yourself in Mala's memory? That's why I made Mala look so bad, so cruel, and so abusive in your eyes. My lie was the only way for you to forget Mala quickly and start living a fun life again. If Mala ever comes back into your life, if she ever returns to this village, I will tell you the whole truth, and I'll make Mala a good girl in your eyes again. Forgive me, Avi. I truly didn't have any other option. I couldn't see you dying every moment. Forgive me.)*
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I walked back home, my mind reeling from Riya's revelation. *How could Mala do this to me?* The question burned through my thoughts. *I never once imagined that Mala would leave this village without saying a single word to me, without a goodbye. Riya said that her family bought Mala's house. That means Mala has gone forever.* *If Mala had to go, she was free to do so, but she should have talked to me one last time, met me face-to-face, and then left.*
*Mala first made me feel the dizzying rush of love. Then, at the temple, she flatly refused to accept my love. Then, last night, she pulled me back, forcing us to make desperate, passionate love, and now she's gone again, rejecting my love in the cruelest way possible.* *Mala, why did you do this to me? You could have met me just once, just for five minutes. I was going to tell you that Chachi is ready for our marriage, that the financial obstacle was removed. Mala, what have you done? Why did you make love to me like that yesterday? I was already starting to forget you, but after what you did to me last night, how can I ever forget you? Mala, just meet me once. Just once...*
Thinking about Mala like this, the world blurry around me, I finally reached home. As soon as I came in, I went straight to my room and sat down heavily on the bed, staring blankly ahead. I was lost in my painful thoughts when Meena Chachi walked into my room. She rushed to me, and without a word, she immediately wrapped me in a tight embrace. As soon as I felt Meena Chachi's arms around me, the dam broke. Tears started pouring from my eyes, and I started sobbing uncontrollably. Meena Chachi held me close, letting me cry for a long while. After my sobs had subsided, Meena Chachi gently kissed my eyes, and my tears instantly stopped.
"Avi, tell me everything about Mala. What did you and Mala talk about today that has left you so broken?" Meena Chachi asked, her voice soft with concern.
*(Internal thoughts: How does Chachi know that I'm crying specifically because of Mala? How could she possibly know?)* I pulled back slightly and looked at Chachi with a questioning, bewildered expression.
"I know Mala has left the village forever," Meena Chachi stated simply, anticipating my unspoken question.
I looked at Meena Chachi with a deeper, more profound questioning gaze.
"I saw Mala and her parents at the bus stop earlier this evening. They had luggage. I thought they looked like they were leaving the village for good, and then I found out the truth from a neighbor that they are leaving forever," Meena Chachi explained, keeping her expression neutral. "Now, stop stalling and tell me what you and Mala talked about and why you were crying so desperately."
"Chachi, Mala left the village forever without meeting me or saying goodbye," I whispered, the pain still raw.
"You're crying for such a small thing as not getting a proper goodbye?" Meena Chachi asked, feigning annoyance.
"If it was such a small thing, Chachi, I would have never cried like this," I insisted, shaking my head.
"Then tell me what the real matter is," she urged.
I took a deep breath and told Meena Chachi everything about what happened with Mala last night—the fighting, the kissing, the virginity, the deep fuck we shared, and her consumption of my cum. Meena Chachi heard me out, listening to every detail, and then simply hugged me again, clutching me tightly.
*(Meena Chachi's internal thoughts: Avi, what have you done, my son? I told you to forget Mala, and instead, you made love to Mala again, taking her virginity. You fucked her. Avi, you absolutely shouldn't have done this. Now, you will never be able to forget Mala! It won't be easy for you to forget Mala's first time. What have you done, Avi? And Mala, you didn't do right by fucking Avi. After this night, neither Mala will be able to live her arranged life properly, haunted by this, nor will Avi be able to let go. You both will keep crying your whole life, remembering your first love, your first fuck. Meena, you have to think of something, or Avi will go crazy in Mala's memory. What if Avi becomes a miserable Devdas? Meena, think of a solution, and quickly!)*
"Avi, do you know I met Mala at the bus stop just before she left?" Meena Chachi said, pulling back to look me in the eye.
As soon as I heard Chachi's words, I moved away from her, alert and hopeful.
"I even talked to Mala at the bus stop, just for a moment," Meena Chachi continued slowly.
"What did Mala say? Did she ask about me? Is she coming back here? Did she leave any message for me?" I asked, barraging her with hopeful questions.
"Avi, I can't tell you everything Mala and I talked about," Meena Chachi said, shaking her head sadly.
"What kind of thing happened that you can't tell me? Was it too sad?" I insisted, frustrated by the secrecy.
"You won't be able to bear to hear it. It will break your heart further," she warned me.
"Chachi, don't talk in riddles. Tell me what Mala said to you, right now," I insisted, my voice demanding.
"Okay, I'll tell you the truth," Meena Chachi said, taking a deep breath and settling into a theatrical position.
*
(Meena Chachi's fabricated conversation)
"I saw Mala at the bus stop. She was waiting for the bus with her parents and all their luggage. I thought she was going somewhere far, so I decided I should talk to her about you. That's why I walked to the bus stop. Mala's parents were busy talking to someone else. Mala was standing alone near the luggage. I walked up to Mala. Mala was genuinely shocked to see me in front of her.
'You're Mala, right?' I asked her gently.
'Yes, and you're Avi's Chachi, the whore who only got pregnant recently,' Mala spat out immediately.
'Are you going somewhere permanent?' I asked, ignoring the insult.
'Yes, I'm going to my mama's house forever,' Mala said, folding her arms.
'Forever? Leaving the village?' I questioned.
'Yes, I'm leaving this village forever, thank God,' Mala confirmed with a cruel smile.
'Does Avi know that you're leaving the village for good?' I asked, looking for proof of her care.
'So, Avi told you everything, did he?' Mala sneered.
'Yes,' I said.
'Then that's good. At least that fool finally did something smart,' Mala said, looking disgusted.
'Who are you calling a fool?' I challenged her.
'Avi. And why wouldn't I? He's a number one, pathetic bastard,' Mala said, her voice laced with hatred.
'Watch your language, Mala. Don't forget that you also told him you loved him, and you made love to him last night,' I said, feeling my blood boil.
'Love? That too with Avi? How can you even think that, Chachi? I'm not that big a fool to love a jerk like Avi,' Mala scoffed, throwing her head back.
'If that was all drama, then why did you feed Avi and help him with his exams?' I asked, pressing for a logical explanation.
'It's my job to feed beggars and sick dogs. I feed every beggar who comes near my door, so should I go around loving everyone of them?' Mala said, looking at me as if I were dirt.
'Avi saved you from getting ruined by the shopkeeper, and in return, you're calling him a beggar and a dog,' I said, my voice shaking with anger.
'I actually *wanted* to fuck myself with someone else, to get the taste of it. But because of that bastard Avi, my chooť remained thirsty for two months,' Mala said, her voice rising to a furious crescendo. 'But it's okay. Yesterday, I slapped that same weak bastard two times to teach him a lesson and then I fucked him hard. I quenched my two-month-long thirst, and now I'm done with him.'
'Don't you dare abuse Avi again, or I will hit you,' I warned her, stepping closer.
'I'll not only abuse Avi, but I'll abuse you too, you old witch!' Mala screamed. 'You're a number one whore, who is only becoming a mother after so many days. Who knows how many people you slept with to become a mother? You yourself won't even know who the real father of your future child is!'
I could have answered Mala then, I could have slapped her into silence, but I remained silent only because of you, Avi. Look at what she said. The girl who can abuse you, who can abuse your mother, who can call your son a bastard, you're crying for her. You love her, Avi. Now you yourself think who you want: Mala or your Chachi and your family."
*
I was completely shocked to hear Chachi's story. My entire body went cold. I never thought Mala would turn out to be this kind of hateful, crude girl. I was falling in love with a girl who considers me a beggar and a bastard and abuses my Chachi—the woman who is my mother. My vision of Mala was shattered. What I thought Mala was and what she turned out to be were two different people. A cold, hard hatred instantly replaced the love and pain. I will never forgive Mala. *Mala, I hate you, I hate you!*
I instantly hugged Meena Chachi, clinging to her for emotional protection.
"Chachi, you were absolutely right that Mala is not the right girl for me. I made the biggest mistake by loving Mala. From today onwards, I will not love anyone ever again," I vowed into her shoulder.
*(Meena Chachi's internal thoughts: What is this? Avi is swearing not to love anyone at all. For now, this is okay. I'll explain to Avi the value of love later, when he is healed.)* "Avi, now stop crying and forget Mala. Start a new life right now. I want my old, fun-loving son back," Meena Chachi said, rubbing my back soothingly.
"Forget her from tomorrow? No, Chachi. From today, this moment, I will forget Mala forever. And you'll get your old Avi back," I declared, the rage giving me strength.
"Now you should rest and clear your mind. You rest, I'll go back to my work," Meena Chachi said, kissing my cheek before leaving.
Meena Chachi went out of my room, and I lay down on the bed, falling into an exhausted, resentful sleep.
*
*(Meena Chachi's true internal thoughts, standing outside the door: Avi, forgive me. I lied to you completely. I only saw Mala and her parents at the bus stop. By the time I walked up to Mala, she had already sat down in the bus and it pulled away. I never spoke a word to her. After what you did with Mala yesterday—taking her virginity—you wouldn't have been able to forget Mala as she planned. Mala didn't do right by fucking you like that and then leaving. You both got some beautiful moments of happiness by fucking, but because of Mala's departure, there will be lifelong sadness and regret. Neither Mala will be happy there, nor would you be happy here. You both would keep crying your whole life, remembering your first love, your first fuck. Mala will get married after a year or two and will eventually forget you to some extent. But what would you do here? You would live your life as a heartbroken Devdas in Mala's memory, dying emotionally every day. How could I see you killing yourself in Mala's memory? That's why I made Mala look so bad, so cruel, and so abusive in your eyes. My lie was the only way for you to forget Mala quickly and start living a fun life again. If Mala ever comes back into your life, if she ever returns to this village, I will tell you the whole truth, and I'll make Mala a good girl in your eyes again. Forgive me, Avi. I truly didn't have any other option. I couldn't see you dying every moment. Forgive me.)*
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