03-12-2025, 11:10 PM
## Update 168: The Passing Grade and the New Bribe (Avi, Meena Chachi, and Suman Chachi)
I came home from college, the crisp result sheet clutched in my hand, a mix of relief and lingering excitement coursing through me.
"What happened, Avi? Did you pass the exams?" Suman Chachi leaned forward, her voice tight with anticipation, as soon as she saw me step into the hall. Meena Chachi rushed toward me, completely forgetting about her planned visit to Seema Chachi's room.
"Yes, Chachi. I passed easily," I beamed, my chest swelling with pride.
"How many marks did you score overall?" Meena Chachi grabbed my arm, her fingers squeezing my biceps excitedly.
"Seventy-four point six-six percent," I announced, meeting her eager gaze.
"You got very good marks, Avi," Meena Chachi smiled, letting out a visible breath of relief. "Right, Didi?"
"Yes, these are very good marks indeed," Suman Chachi nodded warmly. "We are proud."
"How many marks did Komal manage to get?" Meena Chachi pressed on, curiosity showing on her face.
"Komal got eighty-four percent," I replied, my excitement still focused on my friend's achievement.
"She also got excellent marks," Suman Chachi looked impressed, raising an eyebrow.
"Komal actually came in first place in the whole college," I added, stepping back slightly.
"What place did *you* get, then, Avi?" Meena Chachi frowned playfully, waiting for my rank.
"I came in eighth place overall," I admitted, shrugging off the lower rank.
*(As I said, Avi did exactly what he promised. He came in the top ten. This means Avi will immediately ask me to fulfill my promise now,)* Meena Chachi realized inwardly, her face becoming serious as she remembered her difficult conversation with Suman Chachi.
"Seema, listen for a second! Look, Avi passed!" Suman Chachi turned toward the other room, about to rush away.
"Seema Didi is asleep, Didi," Meena Chachi quickly grabbed Suman Chachi's arm, stopping her before she could leave. "Just let her sleep peacefully. We'll tell Didi later when she's awake."
"What exactly happened to Seema Chachi?" I frowned, the happiness draining slightly from my face at the mention of her illness.
"Nothing serious," Meena Chachi avoided my eyes, forcing a smile. "She just has a little fever."
"Since when has she had a fever?" I pressed, concern edging my voice.
"Since last night, but she's fine now," Meena Chachi assured me, trying to appear relaxed. "She'll get better with a little rest and sleep."
"Did you not take Seema Chachi to the hospital this morning?" I asked, my voice edged with frustration at the inaction.
"How could we go, Avi?" Suman Chachi sighed, her shoulders slumping. "The one bus that used to come through here has already left. And the evening bus service is canceled for the whole month. Now we'll have to wait to take her tomorrow morning."
The inconvenience angered me suddenly. "Why don't we just buy a bike for the house? That way we can go to the hospital or anywhere, anytime we need to."
"Your Chacha doesn't know how to ride a bike, Avi," Meena Chachi shook her head, her eyes looking down at the floor.
"But I do know how to ride a bike," I stated, letting the proposition hang in the air.
"Your Chacha will never agree to buy a bike, I told you," Suman Chachi gave me a knowing, weary look.
"Even if I passed my exams with good marks?" I challenged, my gaze locking onto Suman Chachi's face.
"I said he won't agree, Avi," Suman Chachi held my gaze firmly, shaking her head.
I turned my eyes to Meena Chachi, letting my disappointment and my unspoken demand for sex hang heavily between us. Meena Chachi immediately understood the price of my silence and cooperation.
*(I have to find a way to stop Avi from having sex with us for a few days,)* Meena Chachi thought, her eyes darting quickly to Suman Chachi. *(So, I'll get him the bike. That way he'll listen to me and keep his demands quiet for a little while.)* "Didi, I will try talking to Chacha," Meena Chachi announced, her voice firming with a new plan.
"Alright," Suman Chachi looked at her with renewed hope. "Please give it your best try, Meena. If he agrees, it would be good for all of us."
"You just wait and see what your Chachi does," Meena Chachi smiled at me, a victorious glint in her eyes. "Avi, consider the bike yours right now."
I was ecstatic. I was going to get a bike! My disappointment over the unfulfilled promise vanished instantly. A surge of pure, physical joy rushed through my limbs. I stepped forward and wrapped both my elder and Meena Chachi in a grateful, tight hug.
"Chachi, I'm going to go and show my result to Sweta Didi now," I announced, pulling back quickly.
"Wait right there," Meena Chachi grabbed a key from the table. "I'll come with you."
"Meena, remember to get some sweets from the shop on the way!" Suman Chachi called after us, smiling broadly.
"Yes, of course, I have to," Meena Chachi replied, her voice cheerful and loud. "Our Avi passed his exams!"
"Come on, Chachi, let's go quickly," I urged, ready to rush out the door.
"Wait," Meena Chachi held up a hand to slow me down. "Let's go after ten minutes. Until then, you go get fresh and ready."
I went to my room, buzzing with the news of the impending bike. Meena Chachi, however, immediately went into Seema Chachi's room to discuss the new turn of events and her latest strategy.
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I came home from college, the crisp result sheet clutched in my hand, a mix of relief and lingering excitement coursing through me.
"What happened, Avi? Did you pass the exams?" Suman Chachi leaned forward, her voice tight with anticipation, as soon as she saw me step into the hall. Meena Chachi rushed toward me, completely forgetting about her planned visit to Seema Chachi's room.
"Yes, Chachi. I passed easily," I beamed, my chest swelling with pride.
"How many marks did you score overall?" Meena Chachi grabbed my arm, her fingers squeezing my biceps excitedly.
"Seventy-four point six-six percent," I announced, meeting her eager gaze.
"You got very good marks, Avi," Meena Chachi smiled, letting out a visible breath of relief. "Right, Didi?"
"Yes, these are very good marks indeed," Suman Chachi nodded warmly. "We are proud."
"How many marks did Komal manage to get?" Meena Chachi pressed on, curiosity showing on her face.
"Komal got eighty-four percent," I replied, my excitement still focused on my friend's achievement.
"She also got excellent marks," Suman Chachi looked impressed, raising an eyebrow.
"Komal actually came in first place in the whole college," I added, stepping back slightly.
"What place did *you* get, then, Avi?" Meena Chachi frowned playfully, waiting for my rank.
"I came in eighth place overall," I admitted, shrugging off the lower rank.
*(As I said, Avi did exactly what he promised. He came in the top ten. This means Avi will immediately ask me to fulfill my promise now,)* Meena Chachi realized inwardly, her face becoming serious as she remembered her difficult conversation with Suman Chachi.
"Seema, listen for a second! Look, Avi passed!" Suman Chachi turned toward the other room, about to rush away.
"Seema Didi is asleep, Didi," Meena Chachi quickly grabbed Suman Chachi's arm, stopping her before she could leave. "Just let her sleep peacefully. We'll tell Didi later when she's awake."
"What exactly happened to Seema Chachi?" I frowned, the happiness draining slightly from my face at the mention of her illness.
"Nothing serious," Meena Chachi avoided my eyes, forcing a smile. "She just has a little fever."
"Since when has she had a fever?" I pressed, concern edging my voice.
"Since last night, but she's fine now," Meena Chachi assured me, trying to appear relaxed. "She'll get better with a little rest and sleep."
"Did you not take Seema Chachi to the hospital this morning?" I asked, my voice edged with frustration at the inaction.
"How could we go, Avi?" Suman Chachi sighed, her shoulders slumping. "The one bus that used to come through here has already left. And the evening bus service is canceled for the whole month. Now we'll have to wait to take her tomorrow morning."
The inconvenience angered me suddenly. "Why don't we just buy a bike for the house? That way we can go to the hospital or anywhere, anytime we need to."
"Your Chacha doesn't know how to ride a bike, Avi," Meena Chachi shook her head, her eyes looking down at the floor.
"But I do know how to ride a bike," I stated, letting the proposition hang in the air.
"Your Chacha will never agree to buy a bike, I told you," Suman Chachi gave me a knowing, weary look.
"Even if I passed my exams with good marks?" I challenged, my gaze locking onto Suman Chachi's face.
"I said he won't agree, Avi," Suman Chachi held my gaze firmly, shaking her head.
I turned my eyes to Meena Chachi, letting my disappointment and my unspoken demand for sex hang heavily between us. Meena Chachi immediately understood the price of my silence and cooperation.
*(I have to find a way to stop Avi from having sex with us for a few days,)* Meena Chachi thought, her eyes darting quickly to Suman Chachi. *(So, I'll get him the bike. That way he'll listen to me and keep his demands quiet for a little while.)* "Didi, I will try talking to Chacha," Meena Chachi announced, her voice firming with a new plan.
"Alright," Suman Chachi looked at her with renewed hope. "Please give it your best try, Meena. If he agrees, it would be good for all of us."
"You just wait and see what your Chachi does," Meena Chachi smiled at me, a victorious glint in her eyes. "Avi, consider the bike yours right now."
I was ecstatic. I was going to get a bike! My disappointment over the unfulfilled promise vanished instantly. A surge of pure, physical joy rushed through my limbs. I stepped forward and wrapped both my elder and Meena Chachi in a grateful, tight hug.
"Chachi, I'm going to go and show my result to Sweta Didi now," I announced, pulling back quickly.
"Wait right there," Meena Chachi grabbed a key from the table. "I'll come with you."
"Meena, remember to get some sweets from the shop on the way!" Suman Chachi called after us, smiling broadly.
"Yes, of course, I have to," Meena Chachi replied, her voice cheerful and loud. "Our Avi passed his exams!"
"Come on, Chachi, let's go quickly," I urged, ready to rush out the door.
"Wait," Meena Chachi held up a hand to slow me down. "Let's go after ten minutes. Until then, you go get fresh and ready."
I went to my room, buzzing with the news of the impending bike. Meena Chachi, however, immediately went into Seema Chachi's room to discuss the new turn of events and her latest strategy.
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