You Are My love (Edited)

Chapter 47

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Most of the time It takes me only few free hours to pen down a whole chapter. Because being a married woman I have to do chores in middle of my writing. You all know how it goes when you have scenes in your head but you are having no good break to grab your device and pen down your imaginations. On that note, therefore, have some heart before you read and walk away my account.

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Avni

"I giggled, put some cream on his nose and he rubs wiping that spot over my...
hell...
He rubs his face over my breast. Up and down, side by side...my mouth gasps open, heart stopped. I felt a shiver ran through my whole form by the movements he caused to that overly sensitive part of my body. "

Avi!

Avni!

I winched breaking my evocative state I'm lately captivated in a page reading an erotic bestseller novel.

I heard Mom's shriek from downstairs calling me. This is the second time interruption I got reading this particular chapter. First from a patient having some difficulties with a particular medine and I ended the call suggesting some other one through texting him the spelling he was getting trouble to hear it over call.

Yep I'm reading a book in kindle. An erotic thriller by an Indian Novelist Bonnie D. Suggested by a doctor friend of mine in L.A. ( Loss Angeles) She got married and settled there when she and her husband they both were final year students. Her name is Kara. I met kara in a conference in California few years back. And instantly we clicked and exchanged numbers. . Her both parents are Scientists, her Dad is Indian, and Mom is native there.

Being a best pals we are, I have gradually come to know kara is a huge fan of fictions. Her pass time is reading books in kindle as well as real books. The moment she came across this book she almost pestered me to read so that we could discuss on it. She and her weird reasons. I can't help but rolled my eyes at the moment she said this to me. And now ask me about the worst part. The book is actually too much of riveting. I'm engrossed in it from past three days. Well, It took away my nights.

Yanking the Kindle down my grip I put it on the mattress before I hurriedly climbed off my bed and skittered out of my room to give a ear to my mom's call at this hour. It's11 in the night.

The trace of any smile absolutely disappeared my facade the second my eyes caught Mom's panicked face. My flummoxed gaze fleeted to Dad on the other side talking over some calls all stressed out, then back to my Mom. My breath caught my chest, fists tightened around the balustrade I'm leaning toward.

Before I could ask her the reason Mamma blurted out "Avi. Kakai got a cerebral. Jhum informed" for some seconds I got numb standing at my spot. What!

Jhum is my cousin. Kakai her father, my Uncle. Dad's younger brother.

"Ki bolcho! Kakhon?" A frightful yelp gasped out my throat and immediately gaining back my normalcy when brusquely scurried down the stairs reaching my parents over there who are all frantic by now.
( Translation-what are you saying! When?)

*

Maa and Dadda took the first flight and flew to Kolkata this morning. Kakai is in ICU. An hour ago I talked to Tuk, my cousin brother the twin of Jhum. My parents are about to reach, I got the text from Dad while having my breakfast.

It's 9 am in the morning, my car on the driveway towards Heart Beat. After giving a round to my Dad's patients in their wards I would be attaining mine. The day is going to be long today.