Adultery Ek Mummy Ka Anokha Safar: Bholi Maa Ki Besharam Kahani

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Ghar pahunchne ke baad Mummy kaafi pareshan thin. Woh kitchen mein slab ka sahara lekar khadi thin aur unki saansein tez chal rahi thin. Unhe Sameer ki us badtameezi par gussa toh tha hi, par saath hi unhe is baat ki sharam mehsoos ho rahi thi ki unka shareer us waqt kaisa react kar raha tha. Unhone khud ko samjhaya, "Nahi, mujhe yeh sab nahi sochna chahiye. Woh sirf Raj ke dost hain aur unhone bas ek photo hi toh li hai".

Shaam ke 6 baj chuke the aur kitchen mein andhera hone laga tha. Mummy ko yaad aaya ki Sameer aur Vikram kisi bhi waqt aate hi honge aur unke paas khana banane ka waqt nahi hai. Unhone turant Papa ko naye SIM se phone milaya.

Papa: "Hello, kaun bol raha hai?"
Mummy: "Main hoon... yeh mera naya temporary number hai. Mera purana number abhi port nahi hua".

Mummy ne Papa ko bataya ki Raj ke kuch college ke dost dinner par aa rahe hain aur unhe help chahiye. Unhone Papa se request ki ki woh aate waqt restaurant se fried rice aur chicken curry lete aayein. Papa thode hairan the ki itni short notice par mehmaan aa rahe hain, par unhone haan kar di aur kaha ki woh aadhe ghante mein pahunch jayenge.

Mummy ne dining table par cutlery set ki aur unka mood thoda behtar hone laga. Woh gungunate huye apne bedroom ki taraf gayin jo ground floor par tha. Raj apne kamre mein tha aur kahin dikhayi nahi de raha tha.

Aaine ke samne khade hokar unhone apna huliya check kiya. Unki tight green kurti aur white leggings bilkul sahi thin, unhone bas thoda makeup touch-up kiya aur apne baal sanware. Is baar unhone savdhani baratte huye apne dupatte ko dono kandhon par safety pins se achhe se fix kar liya taaki woh dobara na sarke.

Tabhi achanak doorbell baji. Mummy ke poore shareer mein ek thartharahat daud gayi. Unhe umeed nahi thi ki woh log itni jaldi aa jayenge. Pichle aadhe ghante mein unhone jo thoda bahut confidence ikatha kiya tha, woh doorbell ki ek hi aawaz mein gayab ho gaya aur unka dil tezi se dhadakne laga.

Mummy darr ke maare apne bedroom mein baithi thin. Raj ka kahin pata nahi tha. Door bell bajne par unka shareer kaanpne laga. Unhone himmat juta kar darwaza khola toh samne Sameer ya Vikram nahi, balki ek umardraz joda khada tha. Kailash ne formal kapde pehne the aur Suman ne ek designer black sleeveless blouse aur red semi-transparent saree pehni hui thi.

"Hello... aapke is naye ilake mein swagat hai. Main Suman hoon aur yeh mere pati Kailash," Suman ne bade hi milansar andaaz mein kaha. Mummy ne rahat ki saans li aur unhe andar bulaya. Suman ne notice kiya ki Mummy bahut ghabrayi hui hain aur unhone maze lete huye kaha, "Aap itni tensed kyun lag rahi hain? Hum koi chor nahi hain."

Mummy ne sharmate huye kaha, "Nahi didi, woh main kitchen mein kaam kar rahi thi isliye..." Suman ne unhe sofa par baithaya aur apna introduction diya ki uska junction par ek boutique aur beauty parlor hai. Mummy ne bataya ki woh ek housewife hain aur unke pati, jo ki ek bank mein manager hain, shehar mein hote hain.

Suman ne Mummy ki khoobsurti ki tareef karte huye kaha, "Main toh chahungi ki aap jaisi hot customer mere parlor mein aaye." Mummy yeh sunkar sharma gayin. Jab Mummy kitchen mein cold drinks lene gayin, toh Kailash aur Suman ki nazein unke figure par hi thin. Kailash ne dheere se kaha, "Humein yeh kisi bhi keemat par chahiye, Ramesh ji iske liye kuch bhi denge." Suman ne ishara kiya ki woh jaldbaazi na kare.

Mummy tray lekar wapas aayin aur jaise hi unhone tray table par rakhi, door bell phir se baj uthi. Woh tez metallic awaz sunkar Mummy ke chehre ka rang ud gaya aur woh phir se haanpne lagin. Suman ne unhe chhedte huye kaha, "Kaun hai darwaze par? Kya aapke pati ke aane ka waqt ho gaya? Chaliye unse bhi mil lete hain."