chapter 18

When the Teacher is the Wife💕❤️💕 Part 17Neelima did not listen to me, told me to shut up Bunty! And don't talk at all. Didn't you say a while ago that you want to learn a lot from me, want to see some new art. How can a teacher insult a disciple?-----------------------------------------------I keep quiet. I know Neelima has gone mad and won't listen to me anymore. I tried to present myself to her as much as I could. Of course, that night was the best moment of my life. I will never forget that day. Will be forever memorable to me. Neelima filled me with love, took me to the limit of happiness in her full youth. She made me crazy too.This is how the days passed for me and Neelima. After spending two more days at maternal uncle's house, we returned to our house with Neelima. After 11 days of marriage, she went to the office for the first time today. In the evening I chatted with my friends for a while and returned home. I was sitting in my room watching an English movie on TV. Neelima came back from office and stood in front of the door of my room looking at me. I see in my mind. The hero is fighting several goons alone to save the heroine. At the end the hero kills all the goons and rescues the heroine from there, and hugs the heroine to his chest.Nilima entered the room and put the bag on the table and said to my ear, what Bunty, why didn't you go to college? And now you are watching bad English movies without reading. 🙂😌 I- It's not bad, good movie. You will like it too. There is a lot to know. Neelima did not leave my ear then, while holding the ear, she said, I understood well how many educational movies you were watching while I was standing. Turn off the TV now and sit down with a book, I'm getting fresh 😞😌😏😏.Before going to the bathroom to freshen up, Neelima informed me once more. Come back and see that you are reading with a book.I looked at Neelima's face and saw that she was not my wife, but a former teacher. The fear inside the chest started to grow again. It does not matter if the student is beaten by the teacher. But if it becomes known that the husband will be beaten by the wife, my ears will prick up. Despite my reluctance, fearing to be beaten by Neelima, I opened the book on the reading table and sat waiting for her.Neelima comes in front of me fresh. She is now wearing a thin nighty, her hair is slightly wet and she looks very beautiful. Keeping my hands on my cheeks on the table, thinking like 'Jagadish Chandra Bose' and watching him. It was as if a fair maiden had entered my house from heaven. If only I could get him right now.To be continued... 🖊️Tamil Karmakar 'Tamanna'What do you think of the story, of course you will comment.