“Ohh… then.”
“Then this officer got himself transferred to another place and I don’t know what happened, but many neighbors got the whiff of the things before they left.”
“Humm,” that made Malti a bit nervous.
“I am not sure if it is true but people in staff swore… anyway I don’t like his overall appearance either, so just want to have as little as possible connection with him.”
Malti nodded but she lay awake for a long time and finally when she slept she had dreams of Langa impregnating her.
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Next three days went uneventful. Langa came for work as usual and stuck to his work only and didn’t tried to come near to Malti or talk to her. Malti was apprehensive initially and was thinking of the ways to handle him if he tried to come onto her, but her fears proved wrong and Langa didn’t tried anything. During this period she remained at home and saw him working in the garden.
She was very much relaxed now and felt that whatever her husband said about him must be rumors only, he looks so innocent. Although she has seen him checking her out whenever she was in the garden, but this didn’t annoy her rather she felt proud.
On fourth day Langa was working in the backyard and collecting the home-grown tomatoes while Malti watched him working from the kitchen window. He collected basketful of tomatoes and knocked on the kitchen door to give it to her.
She opened the door, “put it in the refrigerator.”
“I am sorry madam,” he spoke putting the tomatoes in the fridge.
“Sorry for what.”
“The way I behaved the other day,” he spoke looking down.
“It’s ok,” Malti felt happy that he was behaving like a gentleman.
“Would you like to have some tea,” she spoke happily as she felt a burden lifted from her chest.
“No… no… Madam, please don’t bother,” he spoke hesitantly and got up to leave.
“Sit down,” she ordered, “it’s no trouble I was going to make for myself.”
“Thank you, Madam,” he looked elated.
“Remember to always behave like a good boy… Ok.”
He nodded and both of them continued to make small talks until the tea was boiled.
“Here,” she handed him a cup.
“Madam can I ask you a question if you promise not to get mad,” he spoke.
“What,” she was a bit skeptical.
“Why you stopped going to jungle.”
“Are you mad,” she was furious, “after I know you will follow me, you think I am stupid to go there.”
“Please madam don’t get angry, I will not follow you.”
“No need to be so generous,” she scorned, “I am not going there.”
Langa nodded quietly and sipped the tea. Malti was furious, ashamed as well as aroused all at once.
“You had fun watching me, didn’t you?”
Langa kept quiet. Suddenly Malti had an idea.
“Ok now it’s your turn to get naked.”
“What?”
“Yeah, you heard me… get your clothes off… it is quite fair that as you have peeped on me now it’s my turn to watch you.”
“No Madam,” he looked nervous.
“What no? Now get up and close that door,” she pointed towards the kitchen door.
He looked unbelievably towards her but found she was serious. After Malti shouted at him he quickly closed the door. She made him follow her to the guest bedroom.