What a love
"You know, a rainy day is a sign for me."
"How?" “
"It rained on the day my matriculation result came, and I was waiting for the first division pass." I frowned, pursed my lips and looked at Aarti Patti, in the mood of "A Hor."
"Not only that, the day I graduated and the day I joined this company, it was raining."
She asked, wiping her face from the towel hanging on the wire of my bed.
"And do you think that rain is a good sign for you?" Hanging a wet shirt on the sequoia I said l
"Ah, I have no blind faith that it's raining and I'm not feeling well. The day it's raining, I'm going to do something good." I snatched a cigarette from his lips while eating moi.
"I don't like women smoking," I said, holding Aarti's face in my hands. She stared into my eyes for a moment. At that moment, I wanted to kiss her on the lips, but she pushed me towards the bed, saying, "Is smoking a man's birthright?" Right? Are such words of joy in your mouth? '
Holding her hand and sitting beside me, I said, 'No, I am wrong. I don't like smoking in nature, whether it is a woman or a man. What do you get when you smoke? I licked my nose into her short sharp nose and said, "How fast you know how to talk." She smiled and started kissing.
My meeting with Aarti today is more than six months old. We work in the same company. She handles the technical team. I handle the manpower. We know each other very well. You didn't get a chance to say that
I know that about three months ago today, it was raining heavily that day. I was waiting for the water to stop in my door. It was getting late for my office. Aarti was walking around the office next to my house that day. She called me and asked me where I was. She came to pick me up because I could not go to the office because of the rain. But the Dubai office was not open that day. Before I could say anything, Aarti came in my chest and we were drunk. It was stopped, but we were drenched in sweat
"You always have to be like this!" She said as she hooked her short skirt and kissed me on the forehead.
"What? Is it like that? Naked? I was showing my naked body without a single thread. I smiled and said nothing. She came out. That was the beginning. I didn't have to say anything after that. Whenever we wanted to meet, she would come to my cabin by herself." The newcomer said hello, and said, "Joy, I'm drinking coffee in your dormitory today, I have to wait in the car parking lot.
But Aarti had a strange habit of shedding tears in my bare chest after our meeting. I did not ask her the reason once or twice, but she never gave a straight answer. Even today, I see some change in Aarti's behavior. A tear fell on her bare chest
"What, Aarti? You never want to tell me the secret of these tears, why?" I asked anxiously, covering her face with my face. Look, 25 Miss-Call l "Dominant" names I'm surprised l Aarti also has a husband ?? Her marriage is also Vako ?? She never told me anything about her husband, nor did she see him wearing a vermilion granddaughter. Was l
"What are you doing, Aarti?" I grabbed Aarti's hand as I was getting out of bed and asked, "You don't have to know anything about this," he said. Nothing to fall for! Really ?? Every time you meet, you wet my chest with your tears, and now you say there is nothing I need to know !! ”
He opened the door of Berenda and returned with the morning newspaper. He walked towards the kitchen with his naked body covered in paper. "I can see your naked body, I don't have to cover my paper." Answer the question: Do you have a husband too? Are you married? Why didn't you tell me? ”
"I said, you don't have to know this. You men are all one. What are you doing knowingly?"
"You haven't been home all night, did your husband find out?" I said in a slightly humble voice.
"Do you know if he's lazy or not? He's also missing business for many nights. Do I ask him where he was? Who was he with?"
Moving the omelette from the frying pan to her plate, she said, "By the time she's ready to make the omelette, I have been quiet enough to make coffee for us." Thinking about all these things, I went out to see the kitchen with coffee for Dubai. Aarti was trying to hook up her 'bra' by putting on her 'panties and skirt'. I fell in love with her.
"I'll tie it up."
"If you tie me up without any fuss, I'll be drunk." "Laugh at me," he said. "I've been naked all night in the same bed with him. What kind of fuss do you have when you hook up her bra?" It took time to hook Aarti's bra
"You men are only good at removing clothes from a woman's body. How long does it take to tie a bra? To wear a sari is to age." Aarti Jharkin. I didn't say anything. It's not a child's play to take off the jeans paint from the body of a child. Dubai is silent and eats an omelette. Just look at Aarti's face every now and then. Where is she? Will I ever know the heartache of Aarti who sheds tears on my chest?
Without even kissing me goodbye, she hurriedly began to haunt me with her belongings. "Salla, now you have to go home and clean up. Nothing works for a man except a woman. Again, impose your authority on a woman."
He came out of my tent and went downstairs to open the door of his car.
He listened but didn't look back. I tied my hands and looked at Aarti's car which was about to go through the door. What did she say when she went home? Outbreaks appear to be exacerbated during this time.