I was working in the kitchen when I heard bade thakur sahab say~
"Chote Thakur aaj dilli se wapas aajayenge. Unke liye gaadi bhejwa do kamal."
[Chote malik will be back today from Delhi, send him a car kamal.]
"Ji maalik.
[Yes sir.]
He has been gone for almost 4 days now.
He did not seemed so cold to me after that incident around a week ago.
But I avoided any kind of direct contact with him. I have seen him staring at me while I was getting ready by my dresser.
We used to share one bed but I avoided touching him and myself when I was near him.
The desire for mating was increasing but I knew better than to have intimacy with him.
At times when my hormones peaked, I had a hard time controlling myself.
In his absence I had stroked my clit a few times but the last experience with him has overshadowed every ounce of satisfaction that me masturbating myself could ever give me.
After all those bitter conversations i was still looking for the Warmth that his mere silent presence gave me.
Though I will never admit, 'I miss him'.