Chasing butterflies …….
(A spicy hot romantic and suspense thriller)
By
Kotra Siva Rama Krishna
“Just talk with him when and where.” Malathi broke that silence and stood up. Her cheeks were blushed with shame. “I think I am not necessary here now.” She said and moved away from there.
“You heard her. I too have no objection. After all it is quite better than suicide to us. Just tell me when and where.” Vinod’s face was with lot of pleasure.
“Has not your wife operated not to have children? After having two it is quite natural.” Even both the wife and husband said so that doubt was still lurking in him.
“If she has been operated, we both would not have said like that to you, you too know about it.” Vinod said. “Here we three are very much lucky. As she has lot of fear for operation, it is I who got operated. Just tell me where and when it has to take place?”
“In your house itself. I shall come here in two days. But you must not meet her from now on until she gives me a child. It is a condition.” Pallav firmly said.
“I said I am operated and I have no capacity to give children. Anyhow we both don’t have it together until she gives a child to you.” Vinod said.
After some more discussions, Pallav put a bundle of notes in his hand and left that place after making it clear to him the appointed day and time and his conditions once again.
“She is waiting in the bedroom for you now. I have dropped my children in our relative’s home. There would be no disturbance to you.”
After two days at the appointed time when Pallav went to Vinod’s home, he said.
Vinod never had felt that type of tension and thrill in his whole life. He did not feel like this even on his first night when he entered into the room where his wife was waiting for that. The thought that he was going to touch his friend’s wife was keeping him in constant thrill. The thought by chance he might get children as well was making him feel happier. In fact that was the main thing for his venturing to this sinful act.
She came off the bed when he entered into that room and the tube-light was illuminating the room fully.
“Are you cursing me that I am taking advantage of your poverty like this?” going near to her and stood a little distance away from her Pallav asked.
“No. I am feeling gratifying to you as you are showing us a way to live happily.” She said looking into his eyes. “It is quite better giving something to you for taking your money. There would be no indebtedness between you and us then. I hate donations.”
There was a character in her and it surprised him. She was not at all like a cheap class prostitute.
“I shall be quite grateful to you if you bear my child in your stomach.” Going even more nearer to her Pallav said.
“I shall feel quite happier to give you a child.” She said. Suddenly she felt shame and hung her head.
Then it happened between them both not just for once but many a time. Even Pallav aimed at only to get a child through her by that sinful act, it could not be said that he did not enjoy it. But his hope went in vain. It did not happen as he expected. His heart filled with regret. He was thinking that he betrayed his faithful wife by committing this infidelity. He took a strong decision in himself not to commit any sinful act like this in future. But the same was broken by Malathi making him understand like that.
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Madhuri heard the tapping sound on the doors and instantly she could guess who had come at that time. Anger bubbled in her and she did not want to go immediately and open them. But the tapping sound on the doors was continuing like that and she knew that it would not be stopped until she would go and open. She knew he would become angry for letting him stand outside the threshold facing the closed doors but her irritation made her forget that. She closed her eyes letting the tapping on the doors continue like that and there was a sort of satisfaction in her by letting that person to suffer even minorly so.
Even in that anger and hate towards him, her wisdom started working and reminded her in which condition she was then. She was completely depended on him and if he led her away from that house then, she did not have a place to go and it would be quite difficult to her even to earn a living not to say for other comforts. Moreover she could not fulfill her mother’s dream to be got married with a wealthy man and settled in life. Reluctantly she got off from the bed, went near to the doors and opened them wide after unlatching them.
“Next time I will fix a calling bell here. I think it is difficult to hear this tapping sound from inside of the house especially while sleeping.” Quite against her anticipation he was with a smile on his lips and said with a pleasing tone while looking considerately at her.
“I am sorry” She was puzzled. Why this change? She could not understand. She thought the delay she made to go and open the doors would sure infuriate him. “I am asleep.” Leading him inside the house she said.
“I can understand that. I am terribly sorry for disturbing you from your peaceful sleep.” His voice was smooth and soothing.
She threw a look onto his face to see whether the expression on it convey his real feelings but it was like a mask expressing nothing. When she found that his looks slowly settled on the cleavage under her neck. No, not just for that he need not be obedient like that. In whichever way he would be, he sure could have it from her. There might be other reason also for his amicable behavior towards her like that.
Anyhow, the thought that she has to facilitate him with that again, filled her heart with usual untellable loathing. She was being subjected many a time to the very thing which she loathed from the depth of her heart. She wanted to run far away from that place, from him but the implications involved in its practicality preventing her from doing so.
“He would be just with you. You can study for your exam later. Just let him be with you.” She still could remember what her father said on that day. It was not the first time that she had seen him. Many a time she observed his greedy looks on her and she was at such a tender age so could not understand why he was looking like that.
“Why he should be with me?” there was confusion and fear in her eyes. Even she could not understand the purpose of that person’s staying with her in her room, she understood that it would not be pleasant to her. She could remember her mother’s pathetic cries after his father let the creditors into her room. Even she could not understand and could not visualize what was happening inside that room and why her mother was weeping and yelling so, she could understand that her mother was subjected to something terrible and painful by those men in her room. When those people had gone out of that room her mother was a bloodied mess on the bed still weeping pressing her face to the pillow, she was petrified and terrified to reach her mother and ask her any details.
But she could understand the logic in her father asking her so. In before her mother used to accommodate the creditors. Now as she was dead Madhuri had to take that responsibility. The irony was she did not have even a vaguest idea how her mother used to be useful to those pigs. All the time she could hear only her weeping and painful cries. Even she did not know what it was, the very thought that she too might be subjected to the very thing her mother was subjected made her shiver with fear.
“Don’t ask questions.” Her father snarled. “He would not do anything rough. If you are good with him, he too would be good with you. He gives us money.” Her father was trying to make his voice smooth with force concealing its usual roughness.
Still she could not understand any. “What should I do?” she innocently asked. The puzzling look on her face was irritating to her father.
“You need not do anything to me baby. I shall do everything to you.” He did not become impatient like her father but the greediness in his eyes feared her. Then she had been made to go into her room by force along with that brute.
Then she could understand why her mother used to weep like that and why she could not show her face even to her daughter. Madhuri did not know when she started yelling at the pitch of her voice. Madhuri’s yelling so attracted outside people. There was blood, the clothes on the bed were soaked with it and those people who heard the sounds entered into the room noticed what happened.
That heavy rape created tremors in those people and they thrashed Madhuri’s father black and blue and in that attack he was died. The same treatment meted out to that brute who raped her as well and he was handed over to the police.
Later on Madan’s family helped Madhuri to educate herself by making her join in a school and arranging shelter to her in a hostel. The first taste of sex even before she got puberty was made Madhuri rock like. It had taken indeed too much of time to her to be healed from the wound to her psyche rather than to the body that brute caused to her. She felt insult to move publicly in the beginning but understood that type of feeling would not be helpful to her at all. She angered on her mother rather than pitied thinking why did she bear all that so without even for once attacking and fighting against it.
To her surprise, her body developed into beautiful and attractive with age. It started attracting boys towards her and they were started trying to be friendly with her. It confirmed her belief that she was beautiful. But her beauty and glamour did not make her feel happier. Beauty indirectly linked with sex. It would be useful mainly to entice men and have sex with them. But after having the experience so in her childhood, there developed strong disgust in her towards sex.
But to her distress, she understood that sex and beauty were the main things on the earth. If she wanted to fulfill her mother’s desire she would need to use them both. There was no other way. Her mother wished her to be married and settled happily in life. She started trying in herself to develop positive attitude towards sex with not much result.
She came to know about Manohar. It impressed to her that he was not only handsome but quite rich also. She felt happier when he himself approached her and started trying to be friendly with her. Slowly and slowly she came to know the reality but by then itself she did big mistakes. Manohar took physical liberties with her and the whole college came to know about their intimacy. The situation turned out to be so that she could not go away from him. But the money he was giving every time was comfortable to her and with her greediness to make it even more and more she gambled with it and lost all of it. Now once again she had become penniless.
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