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Indra got discharged by the afternoon. Currently, everyone is distressed. Tomorrow was Rudra's wedding, and no one seemed to be in the mood for it. Anuja wanted to kick Tulasi out, but she didn't want to seem like a bad person infront of Indra.
They had their meals and sat in the hall to discuss tomorrow's wedding ceremony.
"Indra, let's cancel the wedding. Look, you're not even in good condition." Anuja says, trying to stop the wedding somehow.
"It's okay, Maa. I can manage a few things. There's no need for the wedding to get postponed." Indra says with a sigh.
"Your father's death anniversary is coming up. Is it really necessary for this marriage to happen this early?" Anuja says.
Everyone's mood got spoiled. No one particularly liked him. Since he used to be very strict and also a manwhore. Always teaching his sons how to behave like a proper man, he's the one who influenced Indra in his teenage years to go and have fun with multiple women. But after watching how his mother and Nalini suffered under his father's territory, he promised himself that he'd never turn out like his father.
"Don't mention him. There's no need to perform a sacred ritual for his death anniversary; he doesn't deserve it." Indra said.
"but he's still your father!!" Anuja yells.
"No, he's just a jerk who tormented our family. Now that he's gone, everyone is at peace." Indra said, in a stern way.
"If you don't perform his death anniversary this time, then I won't even touch the food. I don't want my kids to suffer through his sins in this life." Anuja says with determination.
Indra groans in frustration. "Maa, why are you like this?? Don't you want us to be happy? When we do something, you either go after Tulasi or Sugandha. If you're planning to stop the wedding, then it's not happening. If I get to know that you hurt Tulasi in any way because of your stupid thoughts, you'll see the worst of me."
Everyone in the house was astonished by this incident. Indra never raised his voice against his mother. Tulasi's jaw was open; a man who adores his mother so much just threatened her.
Indra got up with the help of a mobility stick and walked inside his room. Tulasi looked at her mother-in-law, who was now tearing up. Tulasi, being Tulasi, wanted to console her, but she wouldn't like it and will probably blame all of this on Tulasi. Indra yelled out her name from the bedroom, indicating that he didn't want her to be with his mother right now.
Tulasi walked inside the bedroom; Indra was on the bed, stressed.
"Indra ji… y..you shouldn't have yelled at your mother." Tulasi says.
"Tulasi, stop being so kind. She just wants to stop this wedding and nothing else." Indra says with a scoff.
"but—" tulasi got interrupted.
"I always noticed her being rude with you. But you never once complained to me. I thought maybe she's just being stern to seem dominant like every other mother-in-law. But today, she asked you to stay out, even when she knew that you were the one who suffered." Indra spoke with frustration.
Tulasi sat beside him. "Indra ji, I understand. But… maybe she's just getting influenced by society. I've always seen her being so good to you."
"Yes, she is a great mother. But not a great mother-in-law. Stop sugarcoating the words. I'm not blind to everything that she does. She always had these cunning ways to get what she wanted." Indra says with a sigh.
"okay… leave it. I don't want to upset your mood, Indra ji. Now lay down; Doctor Saheb asked me to massage your legs and upper body for a week with this oil." Tulasi says while showing some small bottle that contained yellowish oil.
"Now??" Indra asked.
"Yes, and you also need to bathe after that. Hurry and lay down." Tulasi tries to make him lie down.
"Wait… How will you even massage with clothes on? Let me remove them atleast." Indra says.
Tulasi bit her tongue and muttered "Forgot..."
Tulasi helped Indra remove his clothes. Her gaze falls onto his crotch, and she immediately looks away and hands him a towel.
"W... wraps this around." Tulasi says.
Indra smirks. "I can't move my arms… why don't you do it?"
Tulasi cursed under her breath with a pout and slowly bent down and wrapped the towel around his torso. Indra kept looking at her cute face with a slight chuckle.
"Done… Now, please lie down." Tulasi made Indra lie on the bed, and she sat on the edge.
She poured some oil in her palms and started rubbing his chest. She was massaging like a pro; Indra let out groans of relief.
"You have magic in your hands, tulasi." Indra muttered.
Tulasi was massaging his shoulders with a slight blush. She was applying as much pressure as she could.
Tulasi was so concentrated on the massage that she didn't notice her pallu had fallen lower and lower from her shoulder to her arm.
Indra noticed her midriff. Her strained breasts were purely visible. He gulped and looked away. Indra didn't want his lust to get him in this situation.
Tulasi was bending closer and closer towards his face. Indra kept glancing at the swell of her breasts. It was becoming harder and harder for him.
Tulasi's nuptial chain touched his lips, and if he raised his head right now, then those precious blossoms would swallow his face.
Indra's 'thing' was strained now. The view was too tempting.
"but why? I still have to massage your legs too." Tulasi said, looking at him.
"No!! I…it's fine. We'll do it tomorrow." Indra said hurriedly. He didn't want her to witness his grown 'thing'.
"Indra ji! You're just lying down and getting the relief; I'm the one who's massaging, so what's your problem? Why can't you just enjoy resting?" Tulasi with a huff.
"Tulasi, n... no, you don't understa—" Tulasi didn't let him finish and shut him up.
"No more words; let me do my job." Tulasi set her pallu and poured some more oil into her palms and moved towards his legs.
"Tulasi… Look, there's a pigeon near the window!" Indra said.
Tulasi made a face of 'Are you serious?' "Indra ji, I'm not some kid to get excited about that; let me show some more magic of my hands. I bet you'll be running by tomorrow." Tulasi says confidently and tucks her pallu inside her waist.
Indra facepalms himself and shakes his head. Tulasi started working on his legs with a determined smile. She was slowly making her way towards his inner thighs.
Yeah, now his 'thing' was more obvious than ever. It was poking out the towel. Tulasi's gaze finally falls onto it. Her smile drops and she lets out a gasp.
"I…Indra ji!! Y…yo..you." Tulasi stands up and looks away with a red face.
Indra was crying inside now. It was too hard to keep his desires in check. Indra now finds her naive personality tortureous.
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