Adultery Beloved Mother

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Father beamed up at Rakesh from his cot, oblivious to how the man's gaze slid down Mother's body like oil. "So kind of you to visit," Father wheezed, adjusting his broken leg. The cast had started smelling faintly of rot. Rakesh's chair groaned under his weight as he leaned forward. "Your boy hasn't come to work in days," he said, shaking his head with mock disappointment. The overhead bulb caught the sweat beading on his upper lip. "Garage is piling up with repairs."
I clenched my fists behind my back as Father immediately turned on me. "Ungrateful wretch! After all Rakesh-ji has done for us" His coughing fit sprayed flecks of blood onto his lap. Mother rushed to wipe his mouth, her sleeve riding up to reveal fingerprint-shaped bruises.