Part 11
Chapter 31: The Sweet Torment of the Sacred Month
The remainder of *Adhik Maas* passed in a blur of sweet, torturous secret games. Daily chores—from sweeping the red-tiled floor with jingling silver anklets to cooking hot meals in the kitchen—became an intense test of endurance for Rajjo. Every time she was busy serving food or making tea or even while walking to the temple under the layers of her stole, Ira would quietly tap her phone, sending unexpected, gentle waves of vibration through the locked chastity device.
Rajjo would freeze, her glass bangles clinking violently as her face flushed a deep crimson. To the mothers, her sudden tremors and breathless stammers looked like the ultimate display of delicate, bashful girlhood.
Unbeknownst to the lovers, however, the mothers had long since connected the dots. Seeing the intense, lingering looks, the gentle hand on the waist, and the constant blush on Rajjo’s face, Kamal Aai and Vandana Kaku were entirely certain of the secret romance. They also brought Ria into the loop, and the three of them decided to have a little playful fun with the dynamic.
Chapter 32: The Proposal
On the final evening of the holy month, as the families sat together in the living room after the final puja of Adhik Maas, Kamal Aai cleared her throat, holding a serious, business-like expression.
"Rajasi, dear," Kamal Aai spoke gently, setting down her cup. "We have an important announcement. Word of your modesty and grace has spread across the village during this Adhik Maas. A very respected local family reached out today."
Rajjo sat up on her cushion, her long wig swaying, her heart suddenly beating against her glued chest forms. "A-Announcement, Aai?"
"Yes," Vandana Kaku joined in, perfectly hiding a sly smirk. "A prospective groom and his family saw you at the temple in your Nauvari on the first day of holy month. They are coming to see you officially for a *Kanda-Pohe* girl-seeing ceremony."
A sudden, suffocating silence descended on the room.
Rajjo’s eyes widened in sheer, unadulterated shock. The color drained completely from her made-up face. Across from her, Ira froze, her hand tightening around her phone, her thumb accidentally hitting the maximum vibration button in her panic.
The unexpected surge made Rajjo gasp out loud, her glass bangles crashing together as she gripped her knees, blushing wildly while staring in complete horror at her mother.
"B-But Aai!" Rajjo choked out, her feminine register wavering dangerously under the dual stress of the device and the news. "I... I have to return to Pune! My job—"
"Your office work can be done online for another two weeks," Kamal Aai interrupted smoothly, exchanging a fast, secret glance with Ria, who was covering her mouth to hide a massive grin. "The ceremony is fixed for 15 days from now. So, you will have to extend your stay as 'Rajasi' until then!"
Chapter 33: Fifteen Days More
Before Rajjo could protest further, Vandana Kaku leaned over and whispered 'reassuringly' to both Ira and Rajjo.
"Don't worry so much, Rajasi," Vandana Kaku said, her tone filled with playful mischief that went completely over the lovers' heads. "This is just a formality for the village elders. We will find some small flaw in the groom and reject the proposal gracefully when they arrive. You won't actually have to marry him!"
The relief hit the room like a physical wave, but it brought two completely opposite reactions.
For Ira, the shock instantly transformed into pure, triumphant delight. Her eyes gleamed with wicked happiness as she realized the grand outcome: she got to keep her boyfriend trapped as 'Rajjo Rani'—fully locked, adorned in heavy silk, bangles, dupattas, and completely under her thumb—for fifteen whole extra days!
She subtly turned her phone screen, setting the device to a continuous, gentle pulse, and shot Rajjo a sly, possessive wink.
For Rajjo, sitting rigid in her Nauvari saree with the silver key still dangling around Ira’s neck, the reality crashed down. The IT engineer from Pune was officially stuck in nine yards of fabric, silver toe rings, and daily domestic duties for another half a month—trapped entirely in the sweet, inescapable web created by the girl he loved and the families who were secretly enjoying every second of it.
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