'Mum's First Lover' by Harshavardhan C (classic english novels txt) 📕

and still you are behaving like an innocent girl. You don’t know the ground realities. You are not bothered about yourself regarding your comforts, personal life like conjugal happiness and...”

“Will you please stop it Mr. Johnson?” I almost raised my voice and shouted at him.

“I never said anything wrong Rosaline. I straight ask you one thing. Is it a sin to ask a young widow for remarriage?”

“Who told you? I am nearing forty and I am not young. And it is hundred percent wrong Mr. Johnson unless you know my feelings whether I accept or not, how can you hunt after me for your selfish desire?”

“Yours is a wonderful hypocrisy Rosaline! And I don’t understand, why are you crucifying yourself and punishing me Rosaline? And for your kind information even your minor son Master Rohit is running after his love Miss. Honey even at this adolescent age. And your noble father has gone to sleep with his concubine at the age of seventy plus. But you poor damsel, though around forty suffering from widowhood and still thinking about your departed husband, but not caring for the feelings of this poor lover for the last fifteen years. I don’t know what great sin I committed in my life Rosaline?” He couldn’t speak further as he was literarily crying.

I found him awfully drunk.

“Mr. Johnson you are not in a condition neither to think about the honour of the woman in the society nor at least understand my delicate position as a widow and mother of a fifteen years boy in the society. In fact I have been telling you that I am not interested to go for remarriage. I want to remain as a widow of late Mr. Samarat, but still you are running mad after me; and I couldn’t understand why? If your final desire is only to have physical enjoyment with me, I don’t think that there is any difference between beasts and us” I said finally in frustration.

“I am sorry to remind you Mrs. Rosaline, what happened to our love? Is it a not true? Do you think that I am a bad choice and breakup with me forever? But believe me still I am your true lover, whether you accept or not and I will wait till you accept me into your life; I will be roaming about you until my death” While saying so Mr. Johnson slipped into sleep at my door steps.

“I am sorry Johnny I still love you, but my only objection is that I betrayed a true lover like you; and I am a third rated woman; and I am not suitable for a pious man like you, please pardon me” I repented for my do’s and undo’s openly as there was no body and Mr. Johnson was not in a conscious state to understand my pain and agony.

I felt pity for his state; and I truly admit that it was because of his failure in love with me only, he became a habitual boozer since fifteen years; and lost his glorious career as a lecturer; and wondering on the streets.

Everyone in the society knew that I was only responsible, whether directly or indirectly for his ruin, but nobody dare to comment me openly because they fear Johnson as her never give chance to anybody to belittle me.

I then took him inside and put him on the bed with great difficulty.

It was about the same time Rohit returned home.

 

Chapter: 7

 

Miss. Jasmine came back to the bungalow of Mr. Anirudh. To her surprise the main door of the entrance of the bungalow was seen open.

Her guess was a right. She immediately put on the lights in the hall and found the house maid was in deep sleep in the store room while Honey got up from her bed.

It was not a surprise for Honey as she suspected that Miss. Jasmine would certainly come back to their bungalow.

As expected she was in typical white sari with cherry coloured border and butterfly design at one end of the sari; and mixed floral designs with multiple colours the remaining portion of the sari, besides decorated her tuff with Jasmine flowers falling on to her shoulders looking like moon light focussed from the dark blue sky; and one end of her sari falling on her back till to her half, feather touching her beautiful and eye catching crescent curved seat .

Her black coloured bra with its back open exposing her breast at the central curve, appealing to naked eye that people of any age will certainly go mad. And of course not her breast as pornography, but the bra with its beautiful contours, which is transparent from the white coloured blouse tempting not only the young bachelors’ but even the men above sixties.

By and large she was looking like the most exposed woman with all the extremities of feminine sex appeal, the one and the only woman on the earth for her erotic beauty.

Honey looked at her carelessly as she was confident that Mr. Rohit already left her. But, except for dating with her father, she couldn’t understand what for Miss. Jasmine came to their bungalow again at this odd hour? She only knew that few of the women like the call girls never care for anybody’s comments as they were thick skinned.

Initially, she thought that Miss. Jasmine had come only for official purpose, but on seeing her in full make up with sexy and attractive apparels; she suspected that she would definitely wake up her father and disturb peace and tranquillity at her home. But at the same time she had tremendous faith and confidence in her dad, as he did not go for second marriage since her mother deserted him at a young age.

But this wonderful Vamper lady was trying to would wink him even when he crossed forty five.

In the meanwhile, the driver brought her bag and baggage and kept them in the hall.

“Driver I don’t need you till 1100hrs tomorrow. You may go home and take rest” Jasmine gave instructions and sent him out.

Later, Miss. Jasmine took her bag and baggage. Honey was shocked on seeing her prepared to settle with them. And she thought that Miss. Jasmine might have decided to live with her dad permanently at her home. Even for visualization also she was unable to accept her as her step mother as she was also grown to marriageable age. For the first time she felt jealous about a spinster.

Now it all depended upon her dad whether he accepts her at this age as wife, or dating with her as fiancée? In either ways she was feeling unhappy to see a new lady in the place of her mum; and hence she decided to get herself away from them and wanted to join girl’s hostel, if they were really fond of taking either of the decisions.

In fact, during her night patrolling, Miss. Jasmine could see the bicycle of Rohit parked at the rear side of the bungalow of the ACP. She suspected that Rohit might have come for Honey stealthily at the dead of the night. And actually she wanted to warn Rohit by summoning him to police station, but keeping in view the sensitivity of his officer, she didn’t want to expose the honour of his daughter in the presence of his staff and servants, she kept herself silent.

But when once she had gone back to officer’s Mess she seriously thought of the ground realities. During the time of the first menstrual period of any girl, either the mother or some elderly women shall be with the matured girl, which certainly cajole her. But, Mr. Anirudh fixed the responsibility of the housemaid. But she had no confidence in her as the latter had been strained since early hours to late night and she might go to slumbering sleep, forgetting the purpose for which she was asked to stay back and paid extra perks.

In fact there was no half human bondage existing now days between the Master and the Servant, except the payer and the payee relationship.

On seeing the illumination of lights in the bungalow, Mr. Anirudh got up and opened his bed room door and found Miss. Jasmine.

“What is the matter Jasmine? Is there anything wrong at officer’s mess?” He was surprised to see her with her bag and baggage and asked her.

“Not exactly sir, but of course I am feeling bore to stay alone among all male trainees; and I have thought positively and I found that if Honey could accept my company and feel comfort with me, provided you permit me to stay here along with Honey till her 5th day function is over sir” She said and waited for her reply.

Anirudh looked at his daughter for her response. She was unresponsive, but at the same time she didn’t say no.

“She was of course a minor, she didn’t know the traditions and customs to be followed during this period Jasmine. Anyway thanks for your support. And there is a guest room in our bungalow and I think you will enjoy your stay here”

“I don’t need any separate room for me sir; and I will be comfortable and happy if I share the room of Honey. And what do you say dear?” She said and waited for her response.

Honey didn’t answer her at once.

“Say yes baby, and Jasmine has come all the way from the officer’s mess for you only” He gave her daughter a good lead.

She then smiled at Jasmine positively. “Okay sir; and think Honey is happy to receive me as I could see lot of physical changes in her, besides I have noticed cheerfulness in her since evening; and now you can take rest without any second thoughts as I have come here to take care of her and I feel that she is my daughter from now onwards sir”

“Thank you Jasmine, good night” He left them and went to bed.

But Honey was thinking seriously about her words.

“You can take rest in the guest room, as this room is not that comfortable to you Miss. Jasmine” Honey said firmly.

Jasmine felt belittle as Honey addressed her by name, but not aunty or at least sister for curtsey. Later she went to the guest room, changed her clothes, put on night gown, came back and put a blanket and pillow on the floor by the side of Honey and switched off the lights.

“Good night Honey” She said and lay down on the floor bed by her side.

“Thanks for your care Jasmine” She acknowledged her company ridiculously.

 

Chapter: 8

 

Rohit on his return to home observed Mr. Johnson in my bed room. I could observe his feelings. His face became reddish. Perhaps his blood was boiling like that of steam in the coal engine.

“Sorry mum, Mr. Johnson is a drunkard and has very bad reputation in the society as a boozer and a Romeo running after women, I don’t want to see him here after in your company” Rohit said seriously on seeing Mr. Johnson on my bed in my room.

“Shut up, keep quiet and you better go to my room and go for sleep without disturbing him” I warned Rohit.

Rohit went away from his room seriously. Perhaps he might have been hurt with my behaviour and attitude.

 

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“It is heavy rain outside and you are already in drunken state why do take risk of long drive at this odd hour Mr. Johnson?” Mrs. Rosaline tried to hold him back.

“But I can’t forgo you Rosaline. Nothing is more precious than you my dear; and finally I am telling you my heartfelt feelings that I am no more without you Rosaline”

“Please come inside Johnny, you are already wet, please change your clothes” She took him to the dressing room where there were