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⚠️ Warning: The story is based on a sensitive subject! There are many stories of this kind on Pratilipi; I have read those stories, but I never thought I would write one myself! Encouraged by a reader and sister of mine, I felt inspired to write a story like this. After the first few chapters, when the real plot unfolds, many readers might feel uncomfortable reading it... So, if anyone has an issue reading such content, please kindly skip the story. Do not report it and lower the quality/rating of the story, showing a petty mentality. Furthermore, many chapters of this story will feature sexual desire and explicit/vulgar language for the sake of character and plot development. Therefore, those who are not willing to read this type of story do not have to read it. Since the story is entirely meant for adults and mature minds, boys and girls under 18–19 years of age should stay away from it.
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"Please, Satwik.. try to understand, honey.. I didn't do it on purpose! Hello... hello... yeah... he... he hung up! Satwik hung up on me!"
Standing near the roof's ledge in the dark, Orna was continuously dialing a number on her smartphone! It was nearly ten o'clock at night! Mother would probably call her down for dinner in a little while. Father had a busy schedule today, so he came home late, freshened up, and was now watching TV in the drawing room. Her elder brother had a night shift tonight; he would probably eat in a bit and head off to the hospital. Seeing that everyone was busy with their own work, Orna took advantage of the opportunity to call her lover, Satwik. This seventeen-year-old girl was secretly in a relationship with the elder brother of one of her Facebook friends! But no one at home knew. Two days ago, Orna's elder brother had asked for her phone for some work! Out of fear, the poor girl deleted all conversations, chat call logs, and even blocked and deleted his contact from her phone so her brother wouldn't suspect anything if he checked... Orna's brother possessed a very quick-tempered and fierce nature! But he loved Orna dearly, constantly protecting her. It was as if he had created a protective shield around her so that no one could easily reach her, fearing that someone might hurt her soft heart. Despite all his barriers, if Siddharth ever found out that Orna was secretly dating, he would probably beat both Orna and Satwik to death!
"Who are you talking to so late at night, Oru...!"
Hearing a deep, booming voice from behind, a cold shiver ran down Orna's spine. Sensing the presence of someone right behind her, Siddharth suddenly grabbed Orna by the arm and turned her around to face him. Standing at 5'10" with a well-built, dusky complexion, black hair side-brushed with a top undercut, Siddharth had arrived wearing cream-colored formal pants and a sleeveless undershirt (sando vest)! His sharp jaw with a short beard was tightly clenched, and his large, lashed eyes had turned a shade of red! Siddharth gripped the upper part of Orna's arm so tightly that the blood circulation was nearly cut off!
(Orna) "F... friend, brother! F... friend!!" Orna's voice trembled with pain and fear.
(Siddharth) "Which friend were you talking to so late at night, huh?! So much so that tears are coming out of your eyes!!"
Siddharth hissed! The veins on his temples were bulging. At just thirty-two years old, Siddharth had high blood pressure; when he got excessively angry, his breathing grew heavy and fast... Siddharth's warm breath hit Orna's face in a way that felt like a wild beast displaying its ferocity in front of her...
(Orna) "I... I was talking to Swati. My Math test exam didn't go well, so I was getting some advice from her. I don't think I'll be able to sit for the H.S. exams! If you don't clear the test, they don't let you sit for the finals, right, big brother?"
Hearing Orna's words, Siddharth's facial expression transformed in an instant, replaced by a tender, affectionate look... Releasing her arm, Siddharth pulled her tightly into his chest. He kissed her head and said...
(Siddharth) "Is that why you were crying, my little one? Don't worry, little bird, you will pass! I spoke to Subhendu da myself the other day; your Math paper went decently well. You'll see on the day of the results! Hey, crazy girl, why are you still crying? Ugh, look what a crybaby... Oh sweetie, look at me, no, no, don't cry! Come on, Mom will call us for dinner...!"
Orna continued to cling tightly to Siddharth. She felt terrible lying to her brother, but this was no ordinary lie. If her brother found out about her romantic relationship, he might cut ties with her completely! She wouldn't be able to hug him like this whenever she wanted anymore! She wouldn't get to feel that familiar warmth! After crying for a good while, wetting a significant portion of Siddharth's vest with her tears and nose, she went downstairs... Siddharth followed right behind her.
The lady of the Sen household, Arpana Devi, was sitting at the dining table, serving rotis and curry onto four plates while grumbling to herself. Seated on the sofa a short distance away, Chayan Babu was glued to the TV. Arpana Devi had been asking him to call the two kids down for a while, but Chayan Babu paid no attention. Just then, Orna came down the stairs, with Siddharth behind her.
(Arpana) "I've been sitting here waiting for you two for so long, sit down to eat! Every single one of you acts like a landlord; I have to serve food and sit waiting for you every day! Hey, are you listening? The two of them came down, do I need to pick you up in my arms separately?"
Chayan Babu left the TV and came over to eat. After pulling out his chair and sitting down, he looked at his daughter and noticed her eyes were swollen and red. Chayan Babu looked at his son with a stern face and said...
(Chayan Babu) "Sidhu, why are your sister's eyes red?!"
(Siddharth) "Hey, why are you asking me like that? I didn't do anything!"
(Chayan Babu) "Then why is she crying! What happened, sweetie? Did he hit you again...!"
(Siddharth) "Ah! Will you be quiet...? I told you I didn’t do anything. Your beloved princess was crying out of tension because she failed her test exam! When I went to call her down, I saw her sitting on the roof crying!"
(Arpana Devi) "This is what happens when you don't study all year round! Look at Nitu next door! That girl took Madhyamik alongside Oru and got letter marks in six subjects! She missed the merit list by just seven marks! And look at this one—she barely managed to pull a 70%! 40 in Bengali, 34 in History—in our time, 34 was a failing mark! And look at their state now; as times advance, their standards drop! Once the results come out, if there's a 'D' in even one subject, it'll be either her or me!"
(Siddharth) "What 'her or me', Mom! Even if she gets a 'D', I don't care at all. Nobody can say a word to my sweetie!"
In an instant, the atmosphere turned tense! Arpana Devi's face darkened.
"Son! Don't get so emotionally attached to your sister; she's a girl child, she'll move to another household in a few days...! Ah, if we get a good marriage proposal, I won't let it go, I am getting old too...!"
Thump! A heavy hand slammed onto the table. Orna had slammed her hand against the table, her eyes welling up with tears...
(Orna) "What are you all starting, huh?! Just because I haven't been saying anything, everyone keeps bad-mouthing me however they like! Mom! What will you do if I fail... what will you do, huh, throw me out of the house!? Beat me? That's about it, right? And don't bring up Nitu every chance you get! Your beloved Nitu got letter marks in Madhyamik just to take Science in 11th grade to show off, and now look how she's struggling! She failed 11th grade—that's why Yamuna Aunty hides her face from people now! And Dad! Are you in such a hurry to get me married!? Why don't you just do it then! Tell me the truth—you don't want me in your house anymore! Fine, I'll leave, wait, I'll go far away! Nobody loves me!"
"What's going on, sweetie? Why are you speaking to Mom and Dad like that? Are you so cheap that anyone can send you away from here while I'm around? Eat... open your mouth, let me feed you!"
Siddharth began feeding Orna with his own hands. Upset with her parents, she puffed out her cheeks and ate quietly before heading to her room.

To be continued........