A city Romance

Chapter Twelve : Ridiculous Beliefs (June)

June 26th, 12.00 pm, Thursday

Ridiculous Beliefs 

By Udhaiyah Priya

Arun (Boyfriend P.O.V)

Fuck Raja, screwed up, it supposed to be a stupid secrete, just at the Bachelor's party. But Raja decided to call our f*****g flings to join in my Birthday party.

Some crazy s**t happened in Singapore.

I thought whatever happened in Singapore, stays in Singapore. how wrong can I f*****g get. I’m not gonna deny, Raja and I, Kalai and Karena. We all ended up having a foursome together. Too drunk, the girls were into it.

Raja was all like, "your little kitten won’t find out" talking about you and all. I did warn him, “my little kitten is smarter than you think.” I call you little kitten you see, it's my secrete nickname for you, but I will only address that to my friends . Yet the girls Kalai and Karena were so into it. giving us a strip show and all. They were all prepared. I couldn’t say no, they came to me.

Here is the dirty little detail, I f****d both of the girls. Not only Kalai, Karena too. So did Raja. Of course, I’m not going to tell you this. For now, one itself, you couldn’t handle it.

That’s the thing about the Bachelor's party. Yeah, I get Presley and Shahjahan didn’t even touch one woman, being all devoted and all with their wives. The others had their fun with other girls. Even Shanmugam played his part in the bachelor party. I can't certainly remember who f****d who.

I did warn you to go inside the house, after finding out that Raja had invited Karena. Currently, they are in friends of benefit sort. I was not aware Kalai was also coming. I should have f*****g known better. Kalai used to be my fling; that’s why they're was more emotional attachment there.

I cannot treat them like prostitutes, I’m sorry. 

I understand your position with them, but on my stand of point, I’m too liberal. I did had good times with these girls. I cannot hurt them. There was a time, we all went to Cameron Highlands, renting at the smokehouse, just to have fun, smoke weed together and get wild together. 

Looking at them as booty calls, or whores, that’s just not right, nor my style. Friends they are friends. Being honest. Friends with benefits. You wouldn’t understand. 

Ever since my birthday party, you are very quiet. You cook dinner, breakfast was already ready and on time. You went  back to your parents the next weekend, I head back to mines too. During that weekend, I made a video call to you to make sure you are alright, or to show I’m actually in my room, watching Netflix or playing with my dogs, instead of going to a bar or something. You answered, but there is no light in your eyes. The Raya I used to see.

Fuck Raja, why the f**k you need to bring a date to my birthday. No Other f*****g friends of ours brought their  wife, or girlfriend, or fiancé, or flings, whatever. Why the f**k did you bring Karen for.

I texted Raja. “Why the f**k you invited the girls?”. He did reply, He is now f*****g the both of them. Some sort of threesome activity. Of course, I know that from day one. If you date either one of them, you get them both. I introduced them to him in the first place.

But Raja is closer to them. Spends time with them during weekends and all. Probably because they are all from the same work line. But these girls are not marriage material, they are not gold diggers oh No. They are not. They are quite well established in their career line. Both degree holders heard they are planning to pursue their masters soon. Yet if a guy wants to try his luck on either of them, Both God and the Devil needs to guide him through.

I’m not sure how you exactly found out that I f****d Kalai in Singapore, at my birthday party. I plan to ask you one day. But Since you told never to talk about Kalai anymore, I couldn't. Here is a thing, you do not know about them.

Karen and Kalai are an item, bisexual, best friends, both beautiful girls, Karen dark skin, and Kalai fair skin. They are in a way a couple. They bought  an apartment together  in Damansara . Which only makes them being more fun together. I am Jealous at Raja for sure I admit, no hiding there, couldn’t help. Yet, f**k you, Raja, now you hurt my Kitten. 

Some of the things the girls do for each other. Hard to miss, yet to get an instant b***r. When Kalai bends down and began licking Karena's p***y with her pierced tongue, in that expert way, only another woman could. Just like most men, I loved seeing these two get iton, and knowing I am going to f**k them both, just adds to My excitement on another level.

Kalai is fair, petite, light color eyes, her hair is short, and she has blonde hair, which matches her well. She is a pharmacist from Subang Jaya. Karena, on the other hand, is duskier, short hair too, petite women, yet her boobs are much more massive compared to Kalai, she has perkier ass compared to Kalai also. She has this hourglass figure. she works out allot. 

When both of these girls nudes were leaked, there was a huge competition going on within these two. Which girl is prettier. Despite Kalai is a beautiful girl, has light colour eyes, is a rare beauty and all, Karena actually won. Karena is working as a physiotherapist. Both working in the same hospital. 

Karena and Kalai met in Mahsa College when they were eighteen; they were roommates, batch mates, college mates, and became lovers too. They are living together for the past 10 years, always came as a package. Yet Kalai caught my attention the most, for some reason, we just had that chemistry. Probably because of her light colored eyes. Very rare for an indian, She looks abit like Aishwaraiya Bachan, Miss India and Miss World 1994. But a shorter version of her. Very pretty women.

you also hadn’t had s*x with me ever since my birthday. It bugs me, really. Especially since the last time when I did had s*x with you, it was anal s*x, On my Birthday. I know you are not a favor of it, yet you compromise. What I usually do is make it out for you. Show my appreciation or something. Like the moonstone necklace on Valentine day. To show my appreciation. 

Or sometimes, I take you for a long drive, or a movie, or a nice romantic dinner or even go to a nurcery checking out what new flower plants you wish to add at the terrace. Yes, something like that, make you understand why you being my girlfriend is worthwhile. It doesn’t always have to be s*x. It can also be in other ways too. I did my homework too, how to make you happy.

But unfortunately, you have not given me a chance yet to do it, to make us communicate, relate, nor bond. Ever since that day, you are quiet. When I kiss you in the morning, you smile? Sweetly. But I can see your eyes, they are sad.

“Breakfast is ready, I have to go to work early… I’ll see you for dinner…” You would say. Smiling again, and you will leave to work before me. Friday, you went back to your home. I never approach you for s*x yet, for some reason I know I’m the bad boy here. Feels guilty.

Last weekend I was back to my parents’ house.

“ Hey An na , you want strawberries… “ Anushka asked calling me big brother in Tamil with a bowl of strawberries in her hand. f**k for some reason, strawberries reminds me of you. The taste of your mouth, to the way you eat strawberries. f**k, I even bought strawberry flavored lube and condoms, just for the fun of it.

“ No, thank you…” I answered. Anushka shrugged, walking upstairs. When I go out to the hall.

“ Dating a person of whether it's his or her financial status is called prostitution or Gold-Digging, right dear “

I heard faintly my mother was saying to my father. Ajesh was also there. Last I heard he is dating a girl named Oviya, who is not in my parents' standards. She is an artist that paints. No educational background. Not in their standards. So they are trying their best to wash his head and come to senses.

“couldn’t agree more…” my father responded. Ajesh walked out doesn’t want to listen to their conversation anymore. Smart move.

“ Arun… Tell him..” My mom pushing her luck with me now.

“ Amma, that’s between you and your son, leave me out of it…” I responded

“ Then you are what, the neighbour's kid we adopted is it, at least an adopted kid would be more helpful…” yup my cue to leave out too. I need to have a smoke.

My Amma and Appa, they are actually the reason why I was single for so long, every girl who came in my life, I tell you, there is also something to judge about. Some sort of comment. So many questions too.

what is her caste?

what is her parents doing?

what house they live in?

where they life in?

what did she study?

Is she fair or dark?

Is she Hindu?

Her Family rich or poor? 

How many siblings does she has? 

what are the siblings doing ?

Yes, a lot of things, so, I  instead, choose to be single or be in a non serious relationship or flings . I even warn those girls I date that I am  not looking for serious relationship, just casual fun. Only, short term and stuff. I’m straight forward like that. 

Even you. I remember telling you exactly what I want in the relationship, if we worked out. What I need, what I liked , to that, you came out with compromises, not sure why I accepted them all. I guess I just wanted you badly for myself, as told.  

With you, it was different; my parents liked you, but trust me it’s not because of the way you look or based on your personality. No ho, ho, ho, ho. No. My girl if you were smart enough, you would have known by now.

They like you because you fit in well in their expectations. 

I grew up hearing from my parents, to my grandparents, to all of my aunts and uncles , since the day I can understand their language .

“ Ya, think of this in this way, Each cast represents preaching from ancient times, for example The Pillai’s are the nobles comes from the noble familes, the Gounder's comes from family of protectors , the Reddy’s comes from single community, The Chettiar's comes from agriculture family  , The Naiker's comes from  soldier families…The Mutharaiyar's comes from political background family.... “ 

" If you born poor that is not your fault, but if you die poor or marry poor that is your fault... do you understand the words coming out from my mouth...." 

" It's all about Genetics and Traits, Arun, Do you hear me, pay attention son. That's why the Caste system is important in our society, we Indians always have a reason why we do certain things as it is, If not you wouldn't be in this luxurious life right now...." 

Yes. all those words from the people I know and look up to. It’s a common Malaysian Indian thing, an inbuilt system. No running away. Yup for every cast they had categories and why it’s essential when it comes to the casting system in the Indian community. 

“ Even the Indian Muslims or Indian Christians follow the casting system too, … see there is a reason why we Indians despite what race we are from has a casting system,” they had told.

I listen to one ear, take out to another. Honestly I'm too liberal. We are all people. They even accept all of my seven friends because of their elite background. 

If they were not...

" He is a bad influence boy, better not be friends with him son..."

Yes. when I was a kid, they also control who I am with friends with. My typical parents. But funny this is the first time my parents actually want me to get married off soon, with you. Something you do not know. They even  called your parents for it to discuss. your father also happened to agree, again you do not know. They told me. I didn't agree, Also something you would not find out.

The first time when I met you, I had no clue about your background at all. Yet I have to admit, before I even consider taking you to my parents and introduced you to them, I made sure I know an entire detail about you. Complete background check. I just don’t want you to be humiliated by them in any of their peculiar questions. Been on that road, done with that road. Poor Kavitha. 

My second-long term girlfriend back in my late 20s. Kavitha failed to my parent’s expectation because they are not in favour of her caste. Then again, I cheated with her best friend. Yet caste has nothing to do with it. I was in a relationship with her for six months. 

Actually, anal was not my thing, until Kavitha came to my life. We dated and we were in a living in relationship . She was very young, almost nine years younger than me. Worked as an Indian Bride Beauty consultant, was 21 at that time. Kavitha didn’t act like a child like how you do sometimes, despite the age difference. She acted really mature, and she was also very experienced too, Told she started to have s*x when she was fourteen years old with her cousin who happened to be older than her by one year. She had several boyfriends before meeting me. Now last I heard she was married to this white rich guy who owns a hotel in Sarawak.

She was an awesome f**k to be honest.  I became addicted to anal because of her. Kavitha is a Dark skin petite beauty, thick long hair with bangs, large breast, and perky round two globe-shaped ass. Yet has a paper slim waste body. A perfect definition of a hour-glass woman, for many.

I remember the time she would just squirt some lube on my d**k, raises her skirt, facing away from me and directing my already harden c**k at her ass, as I watched Kavitha lowering herself willingly onto my c**k.

The head of my c**k disappearing into Kavitha’s tight ass, taking me fully. Soon Kavitha would be gridding her ass against my balls, Kavitha will pumps herself up and down, long, slow strokes, gradually increasing in speed until her ass rises way up and dwindling quickly below, towing my c**k deep into her anal hole.

I'll enjoyed watching my c**k ridden by Kavitha’s apple shaped ass, She runs like tap water when I am plundering her asshole, her c*m always sopping on my balls as she f***s her ass on my c**k. She likes to be handled rough. So, it was always hardcore s*x all the way. She willingly submits to me. Kavitha was really my plaything, using all sorts of s*x toys on her. Butt-plugs from different sizes, mouth-ring, n****e clamps, well you name it, we would had practically used them all. She would bring most of it. Her expensive collections, she would say.

Kavitha is also a very sexy women, if she was hired in porn. Mia Khalifa or Sunny Leone would be loosing their fans for sure. She would play well in a porn movie. I am f*****g sure of it. She is that good. There were even once she pierced her c**t, n*****s and tongue just to be experiment during s*x, she has.

Kavitha has this thing when we’re f*****g, she always stares at my eyes for a few seconds before closing them moaning as I f**k her hard. We also do swings, threesome, whether its two males and her. or two girls and me. She also had f****d guys and girls using snap ons. She was up to anything. Every guy who f***s her adores her.

I also enjoyed f*****g her head , deep throating her.. I’ll sometimes spank her butt until her skin bruises, I would slap her t**s, pinch and twist her n*****s and p***y lips until Kavitha cries out loudly in pain or pleasure, I'm not sure. She never complains, only c*m harder when I do this. 

We also use Ecstasy pills when we f**k. Anal is a must for Kavitha, she told she enjoyed more compare to any other position intact she orgasm's more during anal. Kavitha would make me seat down on a chair, turn her back to me, using both of her hands she would part her ass cheeks wide apart, and in one swift movement, she will seat on my c**k, taking me to the hilt. 

My c**k would be deep into her well used ass. My hands would Hold her hips tightly, guiding to her large breasts flicking her large n*****s. Her Mellons on top of her n*****s are huge. I would groan loudly, before my c**k would swelled and twitch in her ass, trapping my seeds deep inside her well used ass hole. Kavitha would slowly raise up, showing my c*m oozing out from her asshole to me, licking the my c**k where her ass slime to my c*m before heading to the bathroom to clean.  She uses Coffee enema too. so her asshole is always clean and ready to take.

Yes Now you f*****g know, How I started loving f*****g anal so much. Fun Times I admit. Yet Kavitha was also very materialistic and expensive. She would expect me to buy for her gold and many more expensive stuffs. She would literally demand me to buy it. She would hunt for the most expensive perfume, dress, shoes to anything that captures her eyes. If we went to a restaurant the most expensive food there. The most expensive restaurants too. Told her previous boyfriends had done it. I did a few times , and then I cheated with her best friend, On a drunk stormy night. 

It did not take her that long to find herself another boyfriend. She is honestly a very fun girl. Anyone would want her to be theirs. Kavitha basically opened another door in my s****l life. Ever since I was with her, I got addicted to anal s*x. She was the cause why I love anal s*x the most compare to any other s****l activities in the list. As taboo as it sounds. But that’s the fact. Now you know why.

“ Arun..” My mother came out all the sudden, I looked at her. dropping the Cigarette smoke. Respect.

“ Did you talk to Ajesh…” Aiyooo, god. Mother. 

“ No Amma, let him choose who he wants to love….” I told, the glare that she gave me, confirmed she wants me buried six feet under.

“ Of course, why would I tell you, I’ll ask arjuna, youre the bad influence here the first place, not getting married but living with the girl who is almost your sisters age…” She shook her head walking inside of the house, starts rattling now. Amma…. Whatever amma. You still love me.

Looking at Ajesh, He was feeding the dogs now. I didn’t want to mendel in his affairs. I walked to my room now.

I didn’t want a wedding. Not yet at least. I’m not ready for that. You know that Raya. I’ve just bought this one room studio unit that we’re staying. I still have a house on plan that I wish to purchase. I only have one car, I would really like to buy another. I still haven’t travelled allot of countries yet, I have a lot on my plate. I’m not ready for marriage or kids.

Don’t get me wrong I’m ok with kids, but I can’t picture myself as a father yet. I can’t picture myself waking up for a child cry or figuring out how to raise a kid. I’m already stress at work, when I come home, you are my only pleasure for now. I’m 37 this year, yet I admit I’m not ready yet.

Thanks to my hard work at gym and proper diet, I groom myself well. I look nice, yes women they tend to come to me, seeking for comfort and stuff, yet I never cheated on you , ever, except of Karena and Kalai. It’s not exactly cheating, it was a f*****g bachelors party.

Cheating is where I am having a secrete affair with someone, which I am not. This is those drunk one-time things. There is no emotion about it. Just hardcore s*x. No love, no affection, no nothing, it’s just s*x. That’s it.

I plan to get married One day, of course, but I also had a financial planning all set and made before taking that step. Right now, I have finished paid off the studio unit.

I’m searching for a house that I plan to invest soon, I’m all prepared for the down payment too. I’m looking for a landed property, in Sungai Buloh.

If I get married the age of 39, would be perfect. I don’t mind becoming a father at the age of 40. By the time the kid reaches 20, I’ll be 60, retired and good to send him to college. I don’t want a large family; one kid is good enough. I can give my kid the world. Financially stable, would take him to the highest mountains at Serbia to the deepest jungles in sss. I want to spoil him bad. Send him to the best schools. yes I want a son. But Daughter is good too. Can't complain, looking how you are with your father.  Yes, allot of financial planning that I have made.

I have my own plans too. I think about stuffs too. One thing about you is that I can trust you. You are not here for me because of my wealth, or because of what Job I’m at or because of any gold digging ways evidence from your family background. 

You are here with me purely because you like me. I was your crush, your 1st on many stuffs. I’m not used to being In a good relationship to be honest, As they say Men are like bee's, You women are all flowers, and we take the pollens from everywhere. Bees don’t depends on one flower no. But with you something in me wanted to. And I’m trying, swear of god, Kalai and Karena was just a drunk and for a minute I forgotten my place as your boyfriend. 

But one thing for sure, the next day I regretted, I regretted so badly. I didn’t want to come home straight. I took a flight and shoot straight to the office. Although reaching by four hours earlier. I didn’t want to even look at you, until I compose myself that it was a fun night, that was all, 100% nothing pun attended . It was a f*****g foursome for f*****g out loud. There is no passion or love or anything. Just raw s*x, that's all.

And it’s been two months now. two months ago since Singapore. Shanmugam is already married. I brought you to the wedding remember. I was just so f*****g drunk, I don’t even remember getting in it too. The next day, I found all four of us f*****g naked in the hotel room. That was all. We were on weed, alcohol and many s**t, including s*x. 

It was all f*****g Ajmal’s idea for bringing these girls at the Bachelors party in the first place. It always falls under Ajmal somehow, though he was having his own fun with a white girl who came at the bar.

How do I fix this, How do I f*****g fix this?

So, I made a plan. Just for you sweetheart. I need to make this right.

The next weekend, You were really furious with me.

“ Why can’t I go back home, you are controlling me now...” You snapped. Ouch spicy, hot, yet not.

“ You want to go to your parents…’’

“ Yes I want to go to my parents…”

“ Alright lets go, I’m driving you….”

There was a sudden pause. Like you are confused of what I have just told.

“ what !..  If you ever bring Kalai’s topic to my parents, I promise that would ... really hurt me to another level…”

“ There is it…. “ I told the fact, its better to pour it out.

“ There is what it…. “

“ You told not to bring Kalai into the picture, what the f**k is this now…” you look at me taken back. Aww, now your bottom lips bend down. You tend to do that if you wanted to cry. And yes, as expected tears flowing from your eyes right now.

You seat down on the sofa now. I couldn’t help but to sigh.

“ Raya…” I told frustrated pulling you up from the sofa, making you seat on my lap, as I hold you.

“ Please Raya, please don’t cry…” I told, you sobbed on my chest.

“ I just don’t understand , I mean, am I not pretty enough, am I not doing a good job as your girlfriend, am I bad at s*x, I’m not sure what am I in fault, I mean, I’m new to this, I just started this journey in my thirties, I’m old, she look so young…” Owh f**k you are so cute. I kept rubbing your back to sob everything out.

“Ok how about this, let me tell you, what happened. At least than you will have a bigger picture of the story, Okay…” I asked gently. You looked at me

“Okay… “you whimpered your soft sobs looking at me. Your nose is so cute and your eyes puffy now.

So, I told you, I told you about Kalai and Karena's relationship, I told about one of my friends but did not specify that it was Raja, I don’t want you to hold a grudge on him. I also told one of my other friends who invited the girls. Again, who! I did not share. It was f*****g Ajmal, It was his idea. f**k him. I don’t want you to hold a grudge on them.

I know you Raya, if someone is mean to you, you will hold a grudge on them till the day you die. I studied you.

I also told, it was not only me, but all of the boys had their fun with girls that night. All of them even lied about Presley and Shahjahan. But I was honest on this part, that I do not even know what I even did sexually because I was that drunk. It was nothing no emotion, no love, somewhere I can pump and realese my seed I told.

“ Not like you Raya, not like us, All of the boys had fun with a girl that night, I just happened to be with a lesbian..” I said

“ She was a lesbian..” you asked weiredly, well technically a bisexual, but what can I say.

“ Yes,…”

“ And the girl with her the other day was her partner…”

“ yes, they are weird, weird girls trust me, no one really can understand what they are really looking for. “ I said twirling your curly hair behind your ear.

“ And all of you guys cheated on your girlfriends and wives , and fiancé, Shah…” She said like this was so wrong. 

“ Cheat is a big complicated word, it’s more like we were too drunk to even know what we're doing. And it's a bachelors party, you have seen in movies have you. I don’t even remember anything I did with Kalai. Honest…” I said, you look at me and nodded.

“ Whose more prettier..”

“ Say what…”

“ who is more prettier, me or Kalai…” Of course Kalai , but I can not hurt you like that.

“ You of course you, my god. Look at you.. your curly hair, your sun kissed skin, your beautiful islander eyes… and your sharp nose, even the witch herself would be jealous…” I said flicking your nose. You started laughing which made me to blow on your neck now. You are so cute Raya. You have no idea how cute you are.

I started kissing your lips which you responded to my kiss.

“ Come On I want to take you for a dinner…” I said making you get up from my lap.

“ Somewhere romantic “ I told.

“ Yes, but before that lets go to temple…” You said a bit worried in your eyes, I looked at you curious. Were not the typical temple going. Yes we pray god, we believe in god, we go to temple once in every blue moon. But you sounded very serious.

“ Is there a reason…” I asked.

“ No reasons…” there is a reason, yet you don’t want to tell. It’s ok I’ll let it pass.

Raya (Girlfriend P.O.V)

Of course, there is a reason you Jerk, I prayed to god so badly for many reasons. One thing about Hindu is , we have many gods. Each god represents their function to be devoted off. For example

Lord Shiva, He is the god of destruction,

Lord Ghanesa, He is god of knowledge,

Goddess Parvathy, Goddess of courage

Yes, we have allot of gods and godeeses. One particular god is Lord Khamadhava also known as Manmatha. God of love. I’ve prayed to him so badly that may our love works, may have his blessing for our love. May make this all go away, May make this back to normal again.

After hearing all of your friends were involved, it is sort of different situation now. It’s like you guys went to a bachelor’s party, hired a few prostitutes and did the dirty did but after that your life goes back to normal. I'm not clueless, I get. 

Speaking of which, actually we hindu's invented and started the Bachelor parties the first place during ancient times it-selves.  We have Apsara's for that reasons, every single time if there is a party done by the nobles or Maharajas , Apsaras are hired to dance, strip or for s*x. Purely entertaining purposes. 

I am not going to be wasting time being upset for this b***h. However, I still would not want to see her. That’s a promise you already made to me and I don’t want to bring that back.

After freshening up, I wore a short long sleeved burgundy dress and black leggings inside with black ankle boots. My curly hair on place. A little make up on. I want to make love tonight, I need to grasp back our love.

“You look beautiful honey…” You acknowledge giving my head a kiss. You didn’t look bad yourself, a simple midnight blue shirt and jeans.

We went to the Sri Maha Mariamman temple, and did a short prayer there.

Than we made our way to this romantic restaurant you are telling me about. It’s in Subang Jaya, Called Kitchen Art Brasserie. Definitely a superb treat from you for sure. It was a rooftop restaurant, very spacious with a phenomenal scenic view of the  city as it is situated at the Empire Hotel Rooftop. 

The environment was very lively and trendy. There were choices of buffet selection and a’la carte verities to choose from. Soft, romantic Jazz music played at the background. Definitely romantic. Aww how I adore you.

We ate lamb chops, I choose the mojito mocktail, while you had a small glass of whiskey. We also had dessert, I chose Cinnamon appleapplecidercider cheesecake, it was very yummy. You had chocolate brownie with rocky mountain ice-cream on top.

Everything was going on well, until the time you called for the waitress and paid the bill. It was quite expensive caused RM500. I don’t like spending money for food… really I hate it to be honest.

For RM500 we can buy so much food for the needy. You know how much I hate expensive food. But just this once, I’ll not make a big deal out of it. You were so sweet.

"After you madam” you told gently pulling my chair, I couldn’t help but to laugh 

“ Aww how sweet, what a gentle man of you..” I mocked, until your hands were now on my ass guiding me outside.

“ Hay,… hey Arun, Arun..” I heard a girls voice.

Just when I thought that our live is finaly getting back to normaly, and who do I see. This beautiful Bimbo.

I do not know whats her name. But her boobs and ass can make any man wants her. Plus she has  good thick hair too. Wearing short sparkling chilly red dress, and red deadly hills too. About six inch perhaps. 

I can get jealous very fast, you know this, yet I will never tell this to you. why would I make myself a fool. I smile at her normal, yet now holding your arms tightly showing you belong to me. Only if there is a ring in my finger. I’m still a girlfriend.

“ Kavitha, hey what are you doing here, It’s been a long time.. “ That had it, I pulled your face and chin immediately to mines kissing you so hard, not caring where the f**k we are or who the f**k were watching. I was loud too tsk.. I said removing my mouth from your lips. Doing the tsk sound. Every hair on my skin, tells me there is a f*****g history on you both. No f*****g way. 

“ So sorry, I’m abit drunk.. His my boyfriend, Arun, lets go back to our house, please… “ I told acting goofy all wasted and drunk. Of course you know. You are still in shock.

“ owh… She’s your girlfriend..” This Kavitha asked. Yes b***h. My instincts already told me they f****d before. Just like how it did with that stupid Kalai.

“ I am…. Tell her Arun…” again pretending im drunk. blinking looking at you like a dumdum. I hate drunk people. You couldn’t help yourself but laugh at my idiotically behaviour.

“ Yeah, we're in a relationship, How are you Kavitha… How’s your husband… “ That made me regret acting like a fool. So Kavitha has a husband, f**k, yet I still need to play pretend that I’m drunk. Too late for that now.

" Oh how's your husband.. How's your husband" I asked act drunk goofily smiling at her,  blinking at Kavitha, my nose up high. 

“ He is ok, He is there, with his friend.. Ok, Have a good evening…” She told looking at me like I'm weird, hahahaha I am weird b***h. I made a glimpse of her husband, He is a White guy. Good for her. Let's go back home Now.

“ Come on let's go home… I’m drunk, " I said nodding, still acting like i'm drunk. Looking innocent and all at you. You laughed following me, until we reached outside the building where he carried me up, on his shoulder. I laughed couldn’t control myself. your hand her holding me on my ass.

“ Put me down Arun..” I told. laughing. going gorilla over your back.

“ You are drunk remember…” You mocked. You placed me in the car, and placed my seatbelt.

“ Owh my god, I am so drunk….” I pretended , Placing both of my hands on my cheeks. You just laughed at my funny jokes

" Bad girl Raya, bad girl being drunk at all... " You play pretend being drunk and all.

We continued me being still drunk drama when we reached our condo too. You carried me up all the way to our bedroom.

When we start having not too drunk s*x.