She woke Sushil up and got back to her kitchen. Then her doorbell rang, she knew it had to be Kamal. She made him wait on purpose till he rang the doorbell a few times. When she answered the door, as expected Kamal was fuming because of the delay.
He screamed “Sabitri what took you so long to open the bloody door”? She raised her voice and replied “don’t you dare shout at me Kamal. Talk to me properly”. Kamal again yelled albeit in a slightly lower tone this time “why the delay in answering the door”?
Sabitri calmly replied “I was busy in the kitchen getting breakfast and lunch box ready for Sushil. Why didn’t you use your own key instead of making a ruckus like this”? Kamal growled “why should I use my key when it is your duty to answer the door for me”.
Sabitri raised her voice slightly and said “keep your voice low Kamal…I am not your servant… remember that”. Only now he noticed her dressed in this sexy night gown and that only fueled his anger even more. He again growled “Sabitri why are you dressed like this when Mr. Deepak is still around”.
Sabitri sarcastically replied “Kamal I don’t need your permission to wear anything I like. Did you forget what you said in front of Jitendra yesterday”? This only infuriated him further. He almost shouted “who the hell is Jitendra? Why are you dragging him in all this”?
Sabitri held her phone in her hand and said “wait, let me call Jitendra so he can answer your question directly…”. A shiver ran down his spine hearing Jitendra’s name. Kamal instantly calmed down hearing this because yesterday’s incident came back flashing in his mind.
He grumbled “Sabitri that won’t be necessary. You could have waited for Mr. Deepak to leave before wearing such clothes”. She calmly replied “Mr. Deepak genuinely appreciates my dressing totally unlike you. So I am wearing this to only to please him”.
Kamal asked “Sabitri why do need to please him? He is just a house guest after all…”. She sarcastically replied “Kamal so what if he is our house guest? I really like him and his manners because he is genuine… and he treats me with so much respect… A lot more than you do…”.
Kamal replied “but Sabitri you stepped out in the open front yard dressed like this… What if someone else had seen you”? She raised her voice and replied “Kamal I don’t care about anyone…not even you anymore. This is my life and I will live it the way I want to. Do you understand me”?
Kamal growled “Sabitri how dare you talk like this to me? You are my wife!!! Don’t forget that…”. Sabitri sarcastically replied “Kamal I am not going to ruin my mood over this nonsense early in the morning… Let Mr. Deepak leave and then I will answer you…”.
Before he could say anything, she turned and started walking towards the house. Then she stopped midway and said “remember to lock the door this time” and continued walking. Kamal helplessly relented knowing Sabitri had the upper hand now.
He locked the door and went about his duties in the backyard. Sabitri woke up Sushil and then went to Deepak’s bedroom. She leaned in over him and gave him a long smooch to wake him up. Deepak woke up smiling and immediately noticed her sexy nighty.