Vasanthi: Please spend your nights with Gowri. I want you to be happy.
I was astonished to hear those words. The love of my life (my wife) was asking me to fuck another woman. I am sure you guys are pretty confused by what I am talking about and who is Gowri. Let me give you guys some context.
I am pretty sure you guys would have read my previous story ‘Me and Vasanthi – Love Marriage’. If not, please read it before this for a better understanding of this story.
As you may recall, Vasanthi got pregnant and gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. The following encounters happened during the time of her pregnancy. I and Vasanthi were overjoyed after knowing that we are going to become parents for the first time. My happiness was at its peak.
Marrying my love and getting her pregnant was giving me so much happiness. She was now in her second month of pregnancy. I was telling myself I will take care of her in the best ways possible.
But there was one problem. Since I was working, I can’t get leave till the end of her pregnancy. Also, I can’t ask my mum to come and take care of her, as she doesn’t even know about my marriage with Vasanthi.
I was getting worried thinking what if something happens when I was not there at home. That too this was a late pregnancy for her, so it was better if someone was there to take care of her.
We had a good relationship with our neighbor Meera aunty. She was a 45-year-old, Tamilian woman living alone as her husband was working in Dubai and her daughter Tanya got married 3 years ago. They had come to Delhi in 2010 due to her husband’s transfer. He had to go to Dubai on a 3-year assignment, and he left only last year.
She was the only one who knew the full story about me and Vasanthi. I went to her and told her about my worries.
Me: I am worried about leaving Vasanthi alone at home aunty, while I am at the office.
Meera aunty sensed what I meant with that statement. She understood that I was more nervous, and worried as I was going to be a first-time father.
Meera: I will take care of her Karim. You don’t have to worry about her.
She provided me with assurance. I looked at her and said,
Me: Aunty, I can’t ask you to do that. It will be too much of a burden for you.
Meera: Nah, come on Karim. Why would it even be a burden for me?
Me: I don’t feel comfortable in Vasanthi cleaning, cooking, etc. Do you think I will allow you to do all those things?
Meera: Oh, I get it. You not only want someone to take care of Vasanthi, but you also want her to take complete rest. Why don’t you hire a maid Karim?
This felt like a good idea. But I had my reservations about it.
Me: I don’t know aunty. We don’t know many people here. How can I hire someone who I don’t know well? I will be more afraid to leave Vasanthi with that person.
Meera: I will take care of that Karim.
I left her place and went back to mine. Vasanthi welcomed me with an amazing kiss. She sensed the worried expression on my face.
Vasanthi: What happened, dear? You look worried.
I told her about my conversation with Meera and her assurance.
Vasanthi: Looks like Meera is going to take care of it. Don’t worry. Even though I am not a big fan of having a maid around, I am okay with it if you will be less worried.
I looked at her and smiled.
Vasanthi: Now, let me calm you down a bit more.
She winked with a naughty smile. I carried her to the bedroom for a game that husbands and wives play.
A few days later, Meera aunty came to our place and brought with her a young lady, probably in her 20s. We both looked at Meera aunty with a questioned face.
Meera: This is Gowri. I met her during my trip this week to Madurai. She was residing next to my mom’s place. Her husband just passed away in a factory accident. She has no one left. I brought her here so that she can work as a maid at your place.
Meera aunty gave both of us a smile. Gowri’s face was filled with sadness and emptiness. I was unsure what to do. But Vasanthi spoke sensing my silence.
Vasanthi: Of course, Meera. She can work here. She looks lovely. It’s going to be great to have some company all day.
Meera: Okay then. I will let you guys get her accustomed and show her what needs to be done. Bye.
We both turned around to Gowri. She was a typical Tamil woman. She was of average height, though she resembled the cute Tamil actress Sneha a bit. We both smiled at her to provide her a sense of welcoming gesture.
Vasanthi: Gowri, come with me. Let me show you to your room.
Gowri: I have my own room?
She looked surprised.
Vasanthi: Of course you do. Where else will you sleep?
Gowri silently went with Vasanthi. Vasanthi showed her the guest bedroom, and asked her to freshen up, and take rest as it might had been a long journey to come here.
I and Vasanthi went back to our room to take some rest. We came out at around 6 pm, to find Gowri cleaning the dishes. We could see our clothes hanging outside to dry. She had washed it as well. She had also cleaned the house. We were both surprised.
Vasanthi: Gowri.. I had asked you to take a rest. Didn’t I?
Gowri: It’s okay, amma. I will take a rest at night.
Vasanthi: But you will be tired after such a long journey.
Gowri: No Amma. I am fine. I just wanted to get acclimatized to this place. And you please go take rest. You shouldn’t work much while you are pregnant.
Vasanthi: But Gowri…
I stopped Vasanthi from continuing.
Me: If you need anything you can just ask us, Gowri.
Gowri: Okay, Ayya. (meaning ‘sir’).
I and Vasanthi were both happy. I went to Meera aunty’s place and thanked her for getting us such a good maid.
Meera: I am happy that you are happy, Karim.
I left her place to buy some groceries feeling satisfied that Vasanthi is in safe hands.
To be continued.
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