06-09-2026, 04:26 PM
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Sunday morning, 9:00 AM.
The house, which usually started buzzing with activity at that time, was a bit sluggish today. Vicky and Sandhya were still in a deep sleep in their room, a result of the lustful exhaustion and emotional struggles of the previous night.
In Divya's room, she was also sleeping soundly. The intercourse with Vicky last night, and the resulting physical exhaustion, had made her sleep deeply. Beside her, her two children had already woken up and were playing with toy cars without making much noise.
Suddenly, the mobile phone near Divya's head started vibrating and ringing.
In a sleep-daze, unable to open her eyes properly, Divya groped for the phone and picked it up. Seeing the name 'Dinesh' on the screen, she snapped awake as if an electric shock had passed through her. She hurriedly answered the phone.
"Anni... we've arrived. We are standing at the gate. Open the door," Dinesh's enthusiastic voice was heard. Since the wedding at Dinesh's uncle's house had finished early in the morning, they had returned earlier than expected.
"Coming, da," Divya said. She hurriedly got up from the bed, adjusted her nighty, and ran downstairs, combing her messy hair with her fingers. Behind her, both kids came running enthusiastically, rolling their toy cars.
Divya opened the door. Amma, Appa, and Dinesh stood outside. The exhaustion of a long journey was visible on all their faces. Looking at Dinesh, a faint tinge of guilt washed over Divya's face for a second. The thought of 'Last night with Vicky...' tormented her.
The three of them came inside and sat on the sofa in the hall. "Phew..." Appa sighed in exhaustion and leaned back.
"What is it, Divya ma, hasn't anyone woken up yet? Seems like a deep sleep," Amma asked.
Divya managed the situation slightly and said, "Yes, Athai. A new season of a web series released last night. I stayed up very late watching it. And the kids woke up at 6 AM. I boiled milk for them, gave it to them, and then dozed off a bit again, Athai."
"Alright ma... haven't Vicky and Sandhya woken up yet?"
"They are still sleeping, Athai," Divya said.
While talking, Divya glanced at Dinesh from the corner of her eye. He was leaning back on the sofa, looking at her with a smile. There was a possessive search and yearning in his gaze. His eyes searched for something inside her nighty.
Divya felt a sharp pang in her heart, as if she was facing her own husband. 'Did I betray him? He yearned for me with so much desire... but last night I... Vicky... Aiyo, what have I done!' This guilt tormented her a little. But, 'What happened with Vicky was just once. It was a need. It ended with that. But the relationship with Dinesh can still continue. He is the right one for me for now,' she consoled herself.
Amma turned towards Dinesh.
"Dei Dinesh, let Vicky wake up. You or he go to the market and get some meat. We can make a nice biryani for lunch today. Both of them are leaving for Bangalore after lunch today, right? We should finish cooking early so they can eat peacefully before they leave," she said.
Dinesh nodded, "Okay, Amma." But then the thought, 'Aiyo, Sandhya Anni will leave today!' hit him, creating an ache within him. He yearned to experience her closeness for just a little while longer.
Divya said, "I'll go and make coffee for everyone, Athai," and entered the kitchen, as if escaping from that situation.
Amma looked at Dinesh and said, "Dei, go wake Vicky up. It's getting very late."
Dinesh went upstairs and knocked gently on the door of Vicky and Sandhya's room. "Anne... Anni......"
After a short while, Vicky opened the door, rubbing his eyes. Dinesh told him that they had arrived. At that moment, Sandhya's eyes, who was lying in bed wrapped in a blanket, met Dinesh's eyes and they exchanged a faint smile. There were a thousand meanings in that smile.
Vicky got ready quickly, took a bag, and went to the market on the bike, taking Dinesh along.
They returned in half an hour, having bought mutton, chicken, vegetables needed for the biryani, and spices.
By then, Sandhya and Divya had brushed their teeth, washed their faces, and were ready to start their day.
Vicky handed the bags to Amma and went to his room.
"I'll go take a bath and come," he told Sandhya, and walked towards the old bathroom at the back of the house.
Dinesh also went upstairs and lay down in his room.
Vicky entered the bathroom and closed the door. Turning on the tap and waiting for the bucket to fill with water, his eyes instinctively went to that small cement window.
It was through this very window that he had first looked at Divya Anni with a wrong intention a few years ago. For him, who had looked at her through that window like a thief with lustful perversion that day, everything that happened last night felt like a dream. His penance of many years had finally borne fruit.
Even though his body shivered thinking about last night, he didn't let his train of thought wander like before. With a sigh of relief, he started taking a bath calmly.
After Vicky went to take a bath, Sandhya slowly got up from the bed. A plan was running through her mind.
Divya was sitting on the sofa in the upstairs hall, browsing on her phone. Downstairs, Athai was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Mama was resting in his room, and the kids were playing in the hall downstairs.
Sandhya went straight to Dinesh's room door and knocked gently. "Dinesh... come out, da."
Dinesh came out half-asleep, wearing only his shorts. When Sandhya saw him, her eyes widened for a moment. She told him to get a towel and keep it in the bathroom.
As Dinesh took the towel and headed towards the bathroom, Sandhya turned to Divya. "Akka, go and stand near the stairs. If it looks like anyone is coming up, give a signal immediately."
Divya understood. She smiled faintly and said jokingly, "Be careful... something disastrous is going to happen," as she casually went and stood by the edge of the stairs. Her gaze watched both the upstairs veranda and the stairs simultaneously.
Sandhya now stood on the veranda near the bathroom and turned towards Dinesh, who was waiting in anticipation. Lust blazed in her eyes. She walked towards him. "I need your cock right now, da. But we don't have time. Vicky could finish his bath and come anytime, or someone else might come up. So, it's 'Quickie' training for you now."
Dinesh stood with nervousness and anticipation. His heart beat fast.
"There's no foreplay in a quickie. No time for kissing or fondling. Direct action only. Understood?"
She dragged him near the wall at the edge of the veranda.
"Come here," she made him stand near that wall. "I'll lean against the wall. You stand in front of me."
She stood leaning her back against the veranda wall. She gathered the cotton nighty she was wearing and hitched it up above her waist. She wasn't wearing panties underneath. Her naked thighs and that wet, glistening slit were completely visible to Dinesh.
"When doing a standing quickie, the girl should always lean against a wall or some strong place. Only then won't she lose her balance. Now you hold both my thighs and spread them wide enough to match your waist."
Dinesh hurriedly pulled his shorts down. His cock had already erected as soon as he heard Sandhya speak. He held her thighs, spread them slightly wide, and stood very close between her legs. His cock brushed against her thigh.
"Don't put it in immediately," she warned. "Rub your cock up and down my pussy slit twice. It will heat me up and give you lubrication."
He did as she said, rubbing his cock twice against her wet slit. "Aaaa..." Sandhya moaned softly. Her body shivered.
"Now," Sandhya panted. "Hold my waist or the wall tightly with both your hands. Don't put it in slowly. Bend your knees a little, and in one thrust, sink it deep inside."
Dinesh planted his hands on the wall behind her. Placing the head of his rod at her entrance, bending his knees slightly, he used all his strength and pushed upwards in a single thrust.
With a 'slurp' sound, it went all the way up and hit her cervix.
Leaning her head back against the wall, biting her lip, Sandhya took in a massive wave of pleasure, "Sssss... yeyyy... amma..." Her legs wrapped around him.
"Very good," she said in a trembling voice. "Now, speed... only speed. You shouldn't stop at all. Pound me, da..."
Dinesh started operating like a machine. Because she had the support of the wall, he was able to move his hips fast. With every thrust, her thighs bumped against his hips. They both looked directly at each other. The lust in her eyes, mixed with the fear of the rush, made the act even more thrilling.
To muffle the sound, Sandhya buried her face in Dinesh's shoulder and bit into his back. Her nails dug into his back.
To Divya, who was standing guard on the stairs, this faint sound of flesh slapping together was audible. A kind of arousal swelled within her too, and she kept staring fixedly at the stairs.
Sandhya's pussy kept pace with Dinesh's rough speed, gripping him tightly. "Even faster, da... feels like it's coming, da..." she moaned into his shoulder.
"Me too... I'm cumming, Anni..." Dinesh said, panting.
"Don't stop, da... just let it go inside, da..."
In a short while, Dinesh squirted his hot semen deep into her pussy. At the same time, leaning against the wall, Sandhya panted and reached her climax. Her body trembled slightly and subsided.
That 'quickie', mixed with urgency and danger, in the open space of the veranda, served as a temporary but excellent feast for Sandhya's hunger for lust.
Both were panting. Dinesh took his cock out of Sandhya's pussy and pulled his shorts up before it shrank. A mixture of fluids dripped slightly from Sandhya's pussy.
Even though that rushed lust had relaxed their bodies, it still made their minds yearn.
While Sandhya leaned against the wall, Dinesh still stood in front of her in the same closeness. His eyes just looked at her face. She would be leaving for Bangalore this afternoon. The reality that he didn't know when he would meet her alone like this again choked his heart.
Sandhya pulled her nighty down, slowly raised her hands, and touched Dinesh's cheeks. She could easily read that pain in his eyes.
She pulled him towards her and kissed his lips very softly but deeply. It wasn't a kiss of lust; it was a farewell kiss. A kiss that said 'I will miss you' without saying it.
"I will miss you, Anni..." Dinesh murmured near her ear in a trembling voice.
"Me too, da darling..." Sandhya said, planting her lips on his forehead.
She stroked his cheek with her thumb. That one minute of silence held more emotion than the preceding intercourse.
"Vicky... what are the kids doing downstairs?" Divya's anxious, slightly loud voice pulled Sandhya and Dinesh back to reality.
Sandhya snapped back to attention immediately. "Go... go to the bathroom and take a bath," she hurriedly shooed Dinesh away.
With one last look, Dinesh ran into the bathroom.
As Sandhya went to her room and was taking her towel and a change of clothes, Vicky came into the room.
Sandhya stepped out of the room and said, "Vicky, it seems Dinesh is taking a bath here. I'll go downstairs, take a bath, and come. If you have clothes to wash, give them to me, I'll put them in the machine together." Saying this, she went to the bathroom Vicky had just taken a bath in.
Once she entered the bathroom and closed the door, her eyes instinctively went to that small cement window. The thought that it was through this exact window that Vicky first saw Divya and fell in lust resurfaced in her mind. A kind of jealousy, and a perverse thought to take revenge on him, aggressively reared their heads again.
She went near that window. It was a window made of old cement plaster, with small holes. She touched it. It wasn't very sturdy, it wobbled slightly. A sudden surge of aggression came over her. Gripping that window with both hands, she pushed it hard. It broke slightly and gave way. She pushed even harder. The cement plaster peeled off, the window detached completely from the wall, and fell outside with a 'thud'.
Smashing that old window, which had been the cause of Vicky's wrong gaze, gave her a sense of satisfaction.
Then she finished her bath, put the clothes in the washing machine, and came inside the house.
In the living room, Mama, Vicky, Dinesh, and the kids were seated for breakfast. Athai and Divya were serving them.
"You come and sit too, ma, let's eat," Athai invited Sandhya.
Sandhya joined them and sat down. While eating, she said casually, "Athai, that old bathroom window at the back broke and fell down."
"Oh no!" everyone exclaimed in panic. "You didn't get hurt, did you, ma?" Mama asked with concern.
"No Mama, I was safe. I just touched it lightly, and it peeled off and fell outside. Seems it had gotten very old," Sandhya said.
Then she suggested an idea. "Why don't we renovate that bathroom? Vicky and I will take care of the expenses for it. We can lay marbles on the floor, completely block off this window, and take out the window on the other side and install a modern window. If we put in an exhaust fan, there won't be a need for another window."
Mama and Athai agreed to that idea. Vicky also took the responsibility of finding someone to fix it.
After that, the late morning of that day passed without incident. Athai and Divya were busy preparing the Sunday special biryani. In the afternoon, everyone sat together and ate biryani. "The biryani has turned out wonderfully," everyone praised.
After the meal, Vicky and Sandhya got ready to leave for Bangalore.
As the time for them to leave approached, a kind of quiet sadness descended upon the house.
Sandhya bid farewell to everyone and finally came near Dinesh. Very casually, as if giving a hug, she gave him a side hug. Although that hug looked normal to the eyes of others, it told a thousand stories to Dinesh. The scent of her body tormented him.
Athai and Mama stood at the gate and saw them off, saying, "Drive carefully and safely, Vicky."
The car departed. Dinesh stood looking at the car until it disappeared. It felt like a large void had formed within him. More than the physical pleasure of Sandhya's body, he missed the closeness of a smart, courageous woman like her the most.
A short while later, in the upstairs hall...
Divya was sitting on the sofa. Dinesh was lying with his head resting on her lap. Divya was gently stroking his hair.
How strange life is! The one who was yearning for the intimate closeness of Divya Anni like this just a few days ago, had it become a reality today. He is lying on the lap of a goddess he desired. But, his entire mind was filled with memories of another goddess who was heading towards Bangalore.
The same sadness resided in Divya's mind too. Thinking of Sandhya's bold decisions, her courage, and her understanding, Divya also missed her very much.
In that quiet afternoon, the memories of Sandhya lingered in the air of that house like a faint fragrance.
The house, which usually started buzzing with activity at that time, was a bit sluggish today. Vicky and Sandhya were still in a deep sleep in their room, a result of the lustful exhaustion and emotional struggles of the previous night.
In Divya's room, she was also sleeping soundly. The intercourse with Vicky last night, and the resulting physical exhaustion, had made her sleep deeply. Beside her, her two children had already woken up and were playing with toy cars without making much noise.
Suddenly, the mobile phone near Divya's head started vibrating and ringing.
In a sleep-daze, unable to open her eyes properly, Divya groped for the phone and picked it up. Seeing the name 'Dinesh' on the screen, she snapped awake as if an electric shock had passed through her. She hurriedly answered the phone.
"Anni... we've arrived. We are standing at the gate. Open the door," Dinesh's enthusiastic voice was heard. Since the wedding at Dinesh's uncle's house had finished early in the morning, they had returned earlier than expected.
"Coming, da," Divya said. She hurriedly got up from the bed, adjusted her nighty, and ran downstairs, combing her messy hair with her fingers. Behind her, both kids came running enthusiastically, rolling their toy cars.
Divya opened the door. Amma, Appa, and Dinesh stood outside. The exhaustion of a long journey was visible on all their faces. Looking at Dinesh, a faint tinge of guilt washed over Divya's face for a second. The thought of 'Last night with Vicky...' tormented her.
The three of them came inside and sat on the sofa in the hall. "Phew..." Appa sighed in exhaustion and leaned back.
"What is it, Divya ma, hasn't anyone woken up yet? Seems like a deep sleep," Amma asked.
Divya managed the situation slightly and said, "Yes, Athai. A new season of a web series released last night. I stayed up very late watching it. And the kids woke up at 6 AM. I boiled milk for them, gave it to them, and then dozed off a bit again, Athai."
"Alright ma... haven't Vicky and Sandhya woken up yet?"
"They are still sleeping, Athai," Divya said.
While talking, Divya glanced at Dinesh from the corner of her eye. He was leaning back on the sofa, looking at her with a smile. There was a possessive search and yearning in his gaze. His eyes searched for something inside her nighty.
Divya felt a sharp pang in her heart, as if she was facing her own husband. 'Did I betray him? He yearned for me with so much desire... but last night I... Vicky... Aiyo, what have I done!' This guilt tormented her a little. But, 'What happened with Vicky was just once. It was a need. It ended with that. But the relationship with Dinesh can still continue. He is the right one for me for now,' she consoled herself.
Amma turned towards Dinesh.
"Dei Dinesh, let Vicky wake up. You or he go to the market and get some meat. We can make a nice biryani for lunch today. Both of them are leaving for Bangalore after lunch today, right? We should finish cooking early so they can eat peacefully before they leave," she said.
Dinesh nodded, "Okay, Amma." But then the thought, 'Aiyo, Sandhya Anni will leave today!' hit him, creating an ache within him. He yearned to experience her closeness for just a little while longer.
Divya said, "I'll go and make coffee for everyone, Athai," and entered the kitchen, as if escaping from that situation.
Amma looked at Dinesh and said, "Dei, go wake Vicky up. It's getting very late."
Dinesh went upstairs and knocked gently on the door of Vicky and Sandhya's room. "Anne... Anni......"
After a short while, Vicky opened the door, rubbing his eyes. Dinesh told him that they had arrived. At that moment, Sandhya's eyes, who was lying in bed wrapped in a blanket, met Dinesh's eyes and they exchanged a faint smile. There were a thousand meanings in that smile.
Vicky got ready quickly, took a bag, and went to the market on the bike, taking Dinesh along.
They returned in half an hour, having bought mutton, chicken, vegetables needed for the biryani, and spices.
By then, Sandhya and Divya had brushed their teeth, washed their faces, and were ready to start their day.
Vicky handed the bags to Amma and went to his room.
"I'll go take a bath and come," he told Sandhya, and walked towards the old bathroom at the back of the house.
Dinesh also went upstairs and lay down in his room.
Vicky entered the bathroom and closed the door. Turning on the tap and waiting for the bucket to fill with water, his eyes instinctively went to that small cement window.
It was through this very window that he had first looked at Divya Anni with a wrong intention a few years ago. For him, who had looked at her through that window like a thief with lustful perversion that day, everything that happened last night felt like a dream. His penance of many years had finally borne fruit.
Even though his body shivered thinking about last night, he didn't let his train of thought wander like before. With a sigh of relief, he started taking a bath calmly.
After Vicky went to take a bath, Sandhya slowly got up from the bed. A plan was running through her mind.
Divya was sitting on the sofa in the upstairs hall, browsing on her phone. Downstairs, Athai was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Mama was resting in his room, and the kids were playing in the hall downstairs.
Sandhya went straight to Dinesh's room door and knocked gently. "Dinesh... come out, da."
Dinesh came out half-asleep, wearing only his shorts. When Sandhya saw him, her eyes widened for a moment. She told him to get a towel and keep it in the bathroom.
As Dinesh took the towel and headed towards the bathroom, Sandhya turned to Divya. "Akka, go and stand near the stairs. If it looks like anyone is coming up, give a signal immediately."
Divya understood. She smiled faintly and said jokingly, "Be careful... something disastrous is going to happen," as she casually went and stood by the edge of the stairs. Her gaze watched both the upstairs veranda and the stairs simultaneously.
Sandhya now stood on the veranda near the bathroom and turned towards Dinesh, who was waiting in anticipation. Lust blazed in her eyes. She walked towards him. "I need your cock right now, da. But we don't have time. Vicky could finish his bath and come anytime, or someone else might come up. So, it's 'Quickie' training for you now."
Dinesh stood with nervousness and anticipation. His heart beat fast.
"There's no foreplay in a quickie. No time for kissing or fondling. Direct action only. Understood?"
She dragged him near the wall at the edge of the veranda.
"Come here," she made him stand near that wall. "I'll lean against the wall. You stand in front of me."
She stood leaning her back against the veranda wall. She gathered the cotton nighty she was wearing and hitched it up above her waist. She wasn't wearing panties underneath. Her naked thighs and that wet, glistening slit were completely visible to Dinesh.
"When doing a standing quickie, the girl should always lean against a wall or some strong place. Only then won't she lose her balance. Now you hold both my thighs and spread them wide enough to match your waist."
Dinesh hurriedly pulled his shorts down. His cock had already erected as soon as he heard Sandhya speak. He held her thighs, spread them slightly wide, and stood very close between her legs. His cock brushed against her thigh.
"Don't put it in immediately," she warned. "Rub your cock up and down my pussy slit twice. It will heat me up and give you lubrication."
He did as she said, rubbing his cock twice against her wet slit. "Aaaa..." Sandhya moaned softly. Her body shivered.
"Now," Sandhya panted. "Hold my waist or the wall tightly with both your hands. Don't put it in slowly. Bend your knees a little, and in one thrust, sink it deep inside."
Dinesh planted his hands on the wall behind her. Placing the head of his rod at her entrance, bending his knees slightly, he used all his strength and pushed upwards in a single thrust.
With a 'slurp' sound, it went all the way up and hit her cervix.
Leaning her head back against the wall, biting her lip, Sandhya took in a massive wave of pleasure, "Sssss... yeyyy... amma..." Her legs wrapped around him.
"Very good," she said in a trembling voice. "Now, speed... only speed. You shouldn't stop at all. Pound me, da..."
Dinesh started operating like a machine. Because she had the support of the wall, he was able to move his hips fast. With every thrust, her thighs bumped against his hips. They both looked directly at each other. The lust in her eyes, mixed with the fear of the rush, made the act even more thrilling.
To muffle the sound, Sandhya buried her face in Dinesh's shoulder and bit into his back. Her nails dug into his back.
To Divya, who was standing guard on the stairs, this faint sound of flesh slapping together was audible. A kind of arousal swelled within her too, and she kept staring fixedly at the stairs.
Sandhya's pussy kept pace with Dinesh's rough speed, gripping him tightly. "Even faster, da... feels like it's coming, da..." she moaned into his shoulder.
"Me too... I'm cumming, Anni..." Dinesh said, panting.
"Don't stop, da... just let it go inside, da..."
In a short while, Dinesh squirted his hot semen deep into her pussy. At the same time, leaning against the wall, Sandhya panted and reached her climax. Her body trembled slightly and subsided.
That 'quickie', mixed with urgency and danger, in the open space of the veranda, served as a temporary but excellent feast for Sandhya's hunger for lust.
Both were panting. Dinesh took his cock out of Sandhya's pussy and pulled his shorts up before it shrank. A mixture of fluids dripped slightly from Sandhya's pussy.
Even though that rushed lust had relaxed their bodies, it still made their minds yearn.
While Sandhya leaned against the wall, Dinesh still stood in front of her in the same closeness. His eyes just looked at her face. She would be leaving for Bangalore this afternoon. The reality that he didn't know when he would meet her alone like this again choked his heart.
Sandhya pulled her nighty down, slowly raised her hands, and touched Dinesh's cheeks. She could easily read that pain in his eyes.
She pulled him towards her and kissed his lips very softly but deeply. It wasn't a kiss of lust; it was a farewell kiss. A kiss that said 'I will miss you' without saying it.
"I will miss you, Anni..." Dinesh murmured near her ear in a trembling voice.
"Me too, da darling..." Sandhya said, planting her lips on his forehead.
She stroked his cheek with her thumb. That one minute of silence held more emotion than the preceding intercourse.
"Vicky... what are the kids doing downstairs?" Divya's anxious, slightly loud voice pulled Sandhya and Dinesh back to reality.
Sandhya snapped back to attention immediately. "Go... go to the bathroom and take a bath," she hurriedly shooed Dinesh away.
With one last look, Dinesh ran into the bathroom.
As Sandhya went to her room and was taking her towel and a change of clothes, Vicky came into the room.
Sandhya stepped out of the room and said, "Vicky, it seems Dinesh is taking a bath here. I'll go downstairs, take a bath, and come. If you have clothes to wash, give them to me, I'll put them in the machine together." Saying this, she went to the bathroom Vicky had just taken a bath in.
Once she entered the bathroom and closed the door, her eyes instinctively went to that small cement window. The thought that it was through this exact window that Vicky first saw Divya and fell in lust resurfaced in her mind. A kind of jealousy, and a perverse thought to take revenge on him, aggressively reared their heads again.
She went near that window. It was a window made of old cement plaster, with small holes. She touched it. It wasn't very sturdy, it wobbled slightly. A sudden surge of aggression came over her. Gripping that window with both hands, she pushed it hard. It broke slightly and gave way. She pushed even harder. The cement plaster peeled off, the window detached completely from the wall, and fell outside with a 'thud'.
Smashing that old window, which had been the cause of Vicky's wrong gaze, gave her a sense of satisfaction.
Then she finished her bath, put the clothes in the washing machine, and came inside the house.
In the living room, Mama, Vicky, Dinesh, and the kids were seated for breakfast. Athai and Divya were serving them.
"You come and sit too, ma, let's eat," Athai invited Sandhya.
Sandhya joined them and sat down. While eating, she said casually, "Athai, that old bathroom window at the back broke and fell down."
"Oh no!" everyone exclaimed in panic. "You didn't get hurt, did you, ma?" Mama asked with concern.
"No Mama, I was safe. I just touched it lightly, and it peeled off and fell outside. Seems it had gotten very old," Sandhya said.
Then she suggested an idea. "Why don't we renovate that bathroom? Vicky and I will take care of the expenses for it. We can lay marbles on the floor, completely block off this window, and take out the window on the other side and install a modern window. If we put in an exhaust fan, there won't be a need for another window."
Mama and Athai agreed to that idea. Vicky also took the responsibility of finding someone to fix it.
After that, the late morning of that day passed without incident. Athai and Divya were busy preparing the Sunday special biryani. In the afternoon, everyone sat together and ate biryani. "The biryani has turned out wonderfully," everyone praised.
After the meal, Vicky and Sandhya got ready to leave for Bangalore.
As the time for them to leave approached, a kind of quiet sadness descended upon the house.
Sandhya bid farewell to everyone and finally came near Dinesh. Very casually, as if giving a hug, she gave him a side hug. Although that hug looked normal to the eyes of others, it told a thousand stories to Dinesh. The scent of her body tormented him.
Athai and Mama stood at the gate and saw them off, saying, "Drive carefully and safely, Vicky."
The car departed. Dinesh stood looking at the car until it disappeared. It felt like a large void had formed within him. More than the physical pleasure of Sandhya's body, he missed the closeness of a smart, courageous woman like her the most.
A short while later, in the upstairs hall...
Divya was sitting on the sofa. Dinesh was lying with his head resting on her lap. Divya was gently stroking his hair.
How strange life is! The one who was yearning for the intimate closeness of Divya Anni like this just a few days ago, had it become a reality today. He is lying on the lap of a goddess he desired. But, his entire mind was filled with memories of another goddess who was heading towards Bangalore.
The same sadness resided in Divya's mind too. Thinking of Sandhya's bold decisions, her courage, and her understanding, Divya also missed her very much.
In that quiet afternoon, the memories of Sandhya lingered in the air of that house like a faint fragrance.
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