Owing to excessive booze, the husband doodled and shuffled . The Wife was fed up to see this everyday happening. It's been said that when death comes no body sees it.
Soon, her lover started visiting her maternal home. I was surprised. How could you bring your illicit relation inside your house . But it was happening. Her husband got the info and one day he decided to nab the accused directly on crime scene. At 6 O'clock her lover came in formal dress. They went inside the room made up of mud and bricks. The latch was put on, perhaps. Someone had informed the husband about the arrival of mouse, her lover . The husband reached the site, went through the circular staircase and finally pushed the gate. The gate was not locked. He Silently entered the room.
Ajar breast, slim legs, very fair, round navel with deep tip, round fluffy buttock, small in size, equal in shape with slice cut line from beneath, shining thick strand of hair sprawling across the bed.
The man's hand was resting on her bosom.
The scene made the husband lunatic. He grabbed the collar of accused, and tried to beat him but he abruptly failed because his body had lost its strength owing to excessive use of wine. Finally the matter got finalised. The husband lost its prestige and his courage to fight. One day, I heared a news . The husband got killed and was thrown at the Bank of Ganga River.
She just crossed, intense eyes, earlier it was prettier now it looks scary, strong determination, and unbreakable confidence. How could she kill her husband. I mean she could have left her, if he had turned impotent. Perhaps his property .
© Adarsh