chapter 8
When the Teacher is the Wife💕❤️💕
When the Teacher is the Wifeðâ¤ï¸ð Part She turned to me, winked, put her head on my chest and punched a few kills, you don't want to understand anything.I did not realize when my hands went to Neelima's back without my own knowledge. Neelima hugged me from the front with both hands on my back. Can't you accept me 'Bunty'? Tell me what's wrong with you!Again, the word didi comes out of my mouth, I stop it. What happened when he looked at my face? Did not say anything.I- No I mean the word "Didi" keeps coming out. Neelima- You will no longer call me "Didi", from now on you will only call me Neelima. And I want to hear this call from your mouth. Call me Neelima.I- how does it feel to call you by name. How much older are you than me? Neelima - what happened to it, honey! When I am older than you, I can love you more, and I can rule you if needed. I- Discipline ok, don't hit me again. Now I feel ashamed to be beaten by my wife.The fear inside me is slowly disappearing. Neelima is still hugging me. I didn't realize when the ice cover of my mind started to melt inside my chest. The mercury of tension in the body continues to rise. I was gradually losing control over myself. Any boy can hold his own in intimate moments and Neelima is my newly wedded wife. Even then, I restrained myself and told him, come on, it's a long night. Now you will stay here, the rest can be said tomorrow. Let's go to bed, I'm very sleepy.Neelima and I are standing in front of the window of the room hugging each other. His head is between my chest, it seems he wants to merge with my body. I- It's been a long night, how long will I stand like this? You have not suffered much all day, let's take a little sleep. Neelima put her hand on my cheek 'mischievous' today is our â¤ï¸â¤ï¸ "Night of the Bed of Flowers"â¤ï¸â¤ï¸, sleeping like this will be "golden".I- Today we are both tired. These can be observed later. Neelima- no honey! Tonight is one such night, which is the first night of the beginning of the married life of the bride and groom. On this night, God is pleased with the wife and blesses them with happiness in their married life.I understand all of Neelima's gestures. Pretending not to understand that, I walked towards the bed with her, showing sleepy eyes. Without talking, I packed the pillow and lay down again. Neelima turned off the light in the room and lay down next to me.To be continued... ðï¸Tamil Karmakar 'Tamanna'