chapter 7

When the Teacher is the Wife💕❤️💕 Part 6I sat quietly. Sleepiness in the eyes; I can't sleep either. If I lie down, I pull up again. I was angry with my father. Does anyone marry their son at this age? Neelima sit close to my body and listen to this; "Sorry". I turned my face away."Oh my dear, don't be so angry", well I was wrong and won't be. Neelima held her ears in front of me, "Sorry Bunty" my honey; I won't do it again. I still did not answer any of har words and remained silent.Neelima asks me again, what happened Bunty, are you angry with me. Honestly, I shouldn't have laid hands on you at all. The wife sometimes puts her hands on the husband; "sorry, just as you could not give up the habit of so long, tell me how I can give up the habit of so long". I have taught you from my own heart, I have made you human. Don't turn me away for this little mistake. Har eyes twinkled. Again says, 'Bunty' can't you forgive me? 😭😭😭Now I don't know what to say to Neelima. There is no experience for which I did not say anything. I remained silent😌😌😌. I saw that Neelima somehow wiped her eyes with her saree and got down from the bed and went towards the open window of the room. I was feeling very bad, what was happening in my mind, but I could not understand what to say to her.Inside the mind is burning like fire, again "My wife is my teacher"; Remembering that, the fire in the heart is disappearing like camphor in a moment. Two thoughts in one mind I can't decide anything. On this side, Neelima is standing facing outside in front of the window, angry with me. However, with courage in my chest, I got off the bed and slowly approached her.I was now standing right next to Neelima but instead of looking directly at her, I looked away. Everything is clearly understood in the light blue sweet light of the room and I looked at her once and saw Neelima crying. I turned around in front of her and held her hands and said 'sorry' "ma'am".To be continued... 🖊️Tamil Karmakar 'Tamanna'