| ~ 8) All Is Well ~ |

"Why are we standing inside a restroom? Let's get out of here."

"Lead the way Gori Ma'am (White Madam)"

Hardik dilly dallied behind her mom probably happy to have gotten a beautiful drinking partner.

"That chick is your mom? She looks like some model."

"She is a part time model. I've shown you her pictures already so why are you shocked?"

"Sometimes real beauty can't be captured in pictures. I think I might turn into a lesbian for your mother. Does she dig older woman?"

Mahi was absolutely baffled when she noticed Kajal checking out her mom's butt. Her mom was just 50 years old but could pass for looking like someone in her thirties. Kajal was a grandmother now yet she was always ready for a something juicy to happen in her life as her liquids were going to dry up soon so she wanted to make use of time.

"Stop looking at my mom like that! I feel disgusted..."

"DEV, MERA RAJA BETA (my king) MERI BAHOON MEIN AJA(come into my arms)"

Kajal started hopping in her Salwar Kameez with her dupatta flying like crazy and ended up covering Mahi's face.

Like a slow motion cliché Bollywood scene, Kajal took slow deliberate steps towards her son who was standing there with his mouth open then a slow smile crept on his face when his stepmother collided her body in his chest.

"My booty-full son! Today had turned out to be reunion"

While she felt happy for Kajal she felt a bit off when she remembered about Hardik's words about his son.

I just hope he turns out to actually be a wonderful sperm, I mean person.

"Come up to my room fast." Her mom yelled at them; Mahi didn't fail to notice Kajal and Hardik's expression upon hearing the word 'ROOM' as if it was going to be some kind of a treasure hunt.

The walk to her mother's room felt very slow and dragging even though it took them less than 2 minutes to reach there but the stares that people gave her felt like a million needles being trickled into her skin.

She was almost used to people looking at her but sometimes she just wished that people didn't look at her with crazy judgmental thoughts in their minds. She was just a normal human being who wished to lead a simple life.

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"Yes Sir, you can take two bottles." Mahi's mother freaked out a bit when Hardik started to kiss the bottles of alcohol like his life depended on it. Her mom always had stocks coming over from all over the world so giving away two bottles of limited edition from branded labels was nothing for her.

Two limited edition of alcohol bottles made for the military and given to her by one of her sister's husbands who worked in the air force. Those babies are pure and of top quality!

"Thank god this idiot is no longer my husband, he brings me shame." Kajal sneered at Hardik who was busy taking a selfie with tears in his eyes. This was all getting too much.

Mahi felt a bit suspicious when Kajal kept going to the bathroom again and again while clutching her handbag tightly. For a moment, she had an absurd thought that Kajal was pregnant but was hiding it from her due to her age.

If she is really pregnant then I must get hold of that sperm that got her pregnant at this age.

"Why don't you all introduce yourself? I don't share a very good relationship with my daughter so I have no idea about her umm friends and stuff."

"Oh Gori Ma'am, this Gori Bhootni here is my neighbor. I only help her to get recovered from her drug addiction so she could lead a normal life."

"SHUT UP HARDIK! YOU ARE THE ONE WHO IS CLEARLY AN ALCOHOLIC HERE SO YOU NEED HELP."

Mahi and her mom took a back seat when Dev motioned at them to cover their ears as the ex-couple began their brawl.

"Look whose talking, a wrinkly old potato with saggy lemons."

"YOU LITTLE PIECE OF #####"

Mahi didn't blink a wink upon noticing the violent side of Kajal. She had no idea that a tiny size old woman was capable of beating a 6 foot buffy old man to a pulp but he probably let her hit him to save his limited edition bottles from getting broken.

"Mom, Dad please stop; we are in front of someone like guests so what would they think of us? You guys are worse than kids."

"No son, I think we should let them fight. As much as I don't like fights I think your parents have some bitterness left inside of them that clearly needs to be settled plus why don't you join us and enjoy their drawl over a bowl of pop-corn? I am recording it for future entertainment."

Dev looked at Mahi for confrontation but she just shrugged and patted the seat next to her. She was very happy when Dev sat next to her while looking at his parent's with a sad expression.

He feels sad that must mean he is an emotional person. He dresses good, looks good and he behaves like a perfect gentleman; His sperms would also be very gentle in behavior and would fuse politely with her eggs while making her pregnant.

"CALM DOWN WOMAN, FINE I AM SORRY. I AM SORRY FOR RUINING YOUR LIFE HAPPY NOW?"

"SORRY NEVER FIXES ANYTHING YOU DIMWIT. WILL I GET BACK MY GOLDEN DAYS?"

"I can't have sex with you and make it up to you so..." Hardik cheekily looked up at Kajal whose mouth was hanging open at his remark.

"I HATE YOU SO MUCH!"

"Ok I think now that's enough. Please stop fighting." Mahi tried to break them apart but it made them more furious

"We are older to you so shut up, we don't listen to anyone." They both spat with such venom it made her freeze.

"Dad, I think it's high time you man up and just admit your mistake. Mom does deserve an honest closing of her past."

Hardik shrank in fear when he was cornered by everyone. Mahi's mom threatened to take back the bottles she gave him which left him in a state off frenzy.

"I... I am sorry?"

"DAD, SPEW IT OR I WILL TELL EVERYONE WHAT HAPPENED."

"You are supposed to be taking me side." Hardik squealed out due to so much pressure around him.

"I...The only reason I agreed to marry Kajal was because my parent's forced me to get married when they found out about my affair with my best-friend in college. They couldn't digest the fact that I was gay. Dev is actually not my son but my lover's son with his wife. When she came to know about the truth she left him but the society didn't let the love of my life live long so I decided to take Dev in my care and agreed to my parent's wishes by getting married to someone. They thought that if I lived with a woman, it would make me realise about my manliness but how could I?

Whenever I looked at her my heart broke down that I was ruining her life because I couldn't give her what she wanted that's why I started to behave like a mad man so that she could divorce me and find someone better and she did!

I am not an alcoholic, I was just drowning in my pain and sorrows for I didn't want my son to go through the same thing that I had to when he came out from the closet saying that he is Gay"

"Dad, I am bi-sexual not..."

"Shut up and let me have my limelight for now you stupid thing. Where was I? Oh yes, I was a stupid and scared of everything that had happened around me but could you blame me? Who was there to listen to me? My own parents pushed me into something rather than trying to understand me, my lover was buried 6feet in the ground and I had to face a nagging woman who demanded if the reason I never had sex with her was because she had small boobs. You have a wonderful shack by the way! But I just dig bananas and not doughnuts."

Pregnant silence surrounded the room. No one uttered a single word. No one knew what to say. After a few minutes Hardik had taken out a small black and white photo from his wallet then handed it over to us with a small smile on his face.

"He...I can't tell his name as it's too personal for me but he was the man I had love, I do love and will always keep loving him till I die. During back those old days it was all considered a sin. I am just a human who wanted to be happy in love but this cruel world wanted to decide whom I should love. It was not fair, I do have feelings but nobody understood me. Who gives the right to others for them to decide what is right for us?"

"All is well Hardik...All is well. I never knew... Gosh, I have been such a pushy woman haven't I? I won't say I am sorry but I am glad that you have finally told me everything. Who knew that a frisky 60 year old man would have had such a deep secret eh?"

Hardik just kept a blank composure while Kajal rested her head on his shoulder with tears in her eyes while looking at the photograph in her hand.

"Oh my sperms, such a wonderful moment."

"Excuse me?"

"The hell did you say?"

"You have sperms? I thought you were a woman."

"The cat is out of the bag Mahi, you better tell your mom about that plan of yours."

Mahi looked at Mom with a hopeful expression then turned to Dev and blurted out if he was ready to give her his sperms.

"THE ABSOULTE FUCK?"

"WHY DO YOU NEED HIS SPERMS?"

"JUST GET LAID WITH HIM."

"DON'T COME NEAR ME."

All is not fucking well...