Malini's Legacy

“Maliniee……my dear.” 

Chitra rolled her eyes and gently wrenched his arms from around her waist and turned around to face him. “I am not Malini papa. It’s me Chitra. Your daughter-in-law.” 

Krishna scrunched his old face confused. Chitra sighed and let it be. For some reason, her father-in-law always confused her with her late mother-in-law Malini when he was not under meds. 

“Papa… it’s time for your medicine” she said and before she could complete he ran away from her. It’s not something unusual and Chitra was quite used to it. Krishna was in his late 60s and was suffering from dementia. Maybe due to the loss of his wife or due to aging, he was gloomy most of the time. Making him eat the tablet was a big challenge indeed and only Chitra has been somewhat successful in that endeavor so far. Because of his condition, she took care of him like she would take care of Sid.  

“Papa… don’t run….. “ she walked in a brisk pace to catch hold of him however he was quick enough and went on to hide behind a door.

“Papa, where are you…..” She kept searching for him and kept calling, however her statement  broke into shriek as she was smothered  from behind by Krishna. Krishna hands completely encircled her full waist and caressed the folds at the sides. 

“Malineee…” he started yet again.

There were a few odd days where even Chitra would be facing difficulties in making him eat his tablets and today seems to be one such day. Chitra sighed to herself and decided to play along to make him eat his medicine. She leaned back into his chest and let him fully feel her waist.

“Umm Krish (Her late mother in law used to call him like that) now be a good boy and have your medicine”.

“No Malinee i don’t want it” saying that he quickly released her and ran to his bed.

Chitra walked towards Krishna in a slow seducing manner shaking her curvaceous waist. Krishna who was running away continuously now sat there affixed. 

She pushed Krishna slowly and stood there placing one leg on the bed.

“Krish… would you listen to  me or not?”

“Ummmm Malu” is all Krish could utter. He was totally mesmerized by the beauty of  Chitra. She slowly pulled him towards her and put the tablet into his mouth. 

“Here, drink this water dear” she said putting a glass of water towards his lips.

Krishna quickly gulped the water and pulled her to bed.  Before Chitra could react he started squeezing her waist.

“Papa……” Chitra screamed a bit to bring him to sense.

“Ah.. What..Oh.. Chithu… I am .. I am .. Sorry” said  a confused Krishna.

“That’s alright papa. Are you feeling ok now?” asked Chitra, whose waist was still under Krishna’s squeezing grasp.

“Yes, I am Chithu. Oh sorry” he said suddenly realising what he was doing to her and releasing her.

“That’s ok Papa. I understand. You don’t have to be sorry” saying that she stood and hugged Krishna gently. Krishna returned the hug gratefully but this time careful to keep his hand on the clothed part of her back instead of her bare skin. 

As she left Krishna watched Chitra’s retreating back with a feeling of melancholy. His memories going back to his younger years when his wife Malini was still alive. He looked at Malini’s portrait on the wall smiling sadly. She was such a beautiful woman. With curly hair, fair skin and a radiant face her mere presence could light up anybody in the room. Add to that her most alluring feature – her luscious belly and deep round-shaped navel whose mere sight could fill the mouth of any man with drool.

He used to adore her and loved her to bits till her very last day. Belly and navel plays used to be such a large part of their love life. The day she passed away was the saddest day both in his and his son’s life. They say sons tend to easily fall for women that has similar features as their mother. And that is exactly how Karthik fell for Chitra. Chitra carried some of that same vibe and sensuality Malini used to have.  Seeing her reminded him of Malini so much that when he gets into his delusional state he actually believed it is her.

He had to keep taking his tabs twice a day at regular intervals to keep himself sane. Once he got into his delusional state Chitra was the only one that had any control over him. That was the reason why Chitra took total responsibility for making sure he took his tabs on time every day.

Later that evening while working in the kitchen Chitra’s phone began to ring with the alarm she has set for reminding herself when it was time for her FIL’s next dose of medicine for the day. Just as she washed her hands and headed to FIL’s room the doorbell rang. She stopped halfway and went to see who has come. It was Abdul, one of the guys that lived in the same building.

“Ahh Abdul…..what a surprise……come on in” said Chitra warmly welcoming him inside.
“KAARTHICKKK…..LOOK WHO IS HERE.” she yelled loudly towards their bedroom prompting Karthick to come out. He greeted Abdul warmly and shook his hands while Chitra went off to prepare coffee for him totally forgetting about giving meds to her FIL. Abdul watched her retreating back eyeing her delicious hips. She was a treat to watch.

Abdul was a MBA grad in his mid-twenties and had just started working in a MNC.  His six packs showed what sort of fitness freak he was. He had a thing for Chitra from the moment he saw her a few years back in one of the cultural activities conducted in their apartment.

After exchanging some pleasantries Karthick finally decided to enquire the reason for their visit for it was not that normal for these two to show up like this.

“So what’s up man? To what do I owe the pleasure?” Karthick asked him.

“Ah yes.” Abdul started. “I wanted to talk with you about the upcoming annual function of our residential association, Bhayya. This year we are conducting a dance competition as a part of this year’s cultural activity and each block will be represented by a couple. So we thought you and Chitra would fit the bill for the C block. And this time around some cash award is also there. What do you think?”

Chitra who has just come back with a cup of coffee overhead the conversation. She exchanged a surprised look with Karthick at the suggestion. 

“Why us? You are the best dancer in our block Abdul. It should be you.”

“Yes didi, but since this time there won’t be any solo competition, I may not be able to participate. I know Karthick bhayya dance well and you too are a trained classical dancer. So I suggested your names to George sir.” said Abdul. “And moreover we wanted a strong couple from this block as the chances look bleak now because of Pooja/Narains participation from C2 Block”

“Pooja?” asked Chithra remembering the good-looking obnoxious lady from the next block. She never really liked her.

“Yes, Didi. I heard that they have come up with wonderful choreography and especially Pooja Didi doing some bold performances. There is not much competition for them from other blocks too. I badly want to participate but since it is for couples only, so I can’t” Abdul said looking genuinely put out at not being able to participate.

“Bold performance, ha? Hmm may be we should watch them rehearse ” commented Karthick winking at Abdul with a smile.

Chitra was quick to knock at Karthick’s head “Pervert.  Abdul, you have hopes on this fellow to win against them? See what he is upto?”  Chitra said with a sigh. Abdul couldn’t control his laughter looking at Karthick .

“On a serious note, I myself am not really sure about this Abdul. Yes, I am a trained classical dancer, but it’s been a long time since I danced on stage. And certainly, I am not in my 20s anymore and it does show in my body.  Look at my version of the six-pack. Its bag to be honest I don’t even have a flat stomach anymore.” saying that she revealed her elastic and scintillating belly by cocking her hips to the side.

Abdul’s lips dried looking at her midriff and he felt two eyes were not enough to look at those creamy curves. But Abdul managed very well not to show his obvious excitement.  “ Didi you still look pretty young and flat stomachs are overrated, to be honest. And I must confess, your belly is perfectly flawless. I mean those curves alone can give Pooja Didi a stiff competition.” said Abdul.

Karthick chuckled. He has always been pretty comfortable with Abdul, what with him calling him and Chitra Bhayya and Didi, they both were quite fond of the young man.

“ Oh yes! I agree with Abdul.  Flaunt that spot my love, we can go a long way in this competition” said Karthick. Suddenly his smile disappeared as he spotted something behind Chitra.

“Right!!! And….” started Chitra but just as she was about to add something, an old pair of hands suddenly gripped her waist from behind making her gasp in surprise. Next thing she knew she was being hugged tightly from behind. Abdul ’s jaws dropped open at the sight.

“Malu….my dear” Krishna’s gravelly voice said from behind her as she felt herself being rammed against his chest. His hands moved the pallu covering her belly and grabbed a handful of her belly flesh making Chitra gasp out, her hands immediately going to grasp Krishna’s hands and trying to wrench it away.

“Uff Papa !! What are you doing?? Leave me!”  she whimpered.

But Krishna carried on caressing and squeezing her pulpy belly feeling its heavenly softness while filling her neck and earlobes with wet slobbery kisses. Her smell and allure was rapidly intoxicating the senses of the old man. 

Karthick bristled seeing his father behaving like this, that too in front of Abdul who was looking on in disbelief and a strange excitement as the old man smothered Chithra in front of him and Abdul. Still not wanting to create a big scene he reigned in his anger and tried to pull him off Chitra gently “Papa she ain’t Malini, it’s Chithra. Leave her.” 

But Krishna swatted his hand away and pushed him on his chest making Karthick stagger back a few steps. His hand went right back to Chitha’s bare belly and this time plunged his index finger into her erotic navel.

“AAAAAHHH…” Chithra moaned spasming involuntarily at being triggered at her center point and momentarily blacking out at the sudden bolt of pleasure that shot up her spine. “AAAHHH PAPAAAA PLEASE….” Chithra gasped out weakly as his old finger savagely drilled into depths of her provocative navel. Abdul almost creamed his pants watching this in clear shock and arousal. However, Karthick started boiling seeing his wife getting humiliated like this in front a guest. 

He charged toward them roaring “THAT IS ENOUGH PAPA.” and harshly grabbed hold of his wrinkly hands and wrenched it away from her belly and twisted it painfully making his FIL yelp in pain. He began pushing him in direction of the bedroom and pretty much shoved him inside making the old man stumble to his bed and fall on it whimpering pitifully and closed the door behind him.

“KARTHIK !!! NOOO” Chitra screeched in dismay. “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING? ” 

Karthick freezed seeing his wife explode with anger like that. Chitra who recovered from the shock of the events became aware that they were still not alone. She turned towards Abdul with a look of embarrassment. “I am sorry you had to see that. Papa is not well. He behaves weirdly when he is not under meds.”

Abdul however was lost in another sight. The sight of Chitra’s deep navel glaring out in open, shining an angry red color after the savage drilling it had just taken. Chitra became self-conscious and immediately covered her belly properly, still feeling soreness in her navel. They quickly wrapped up the discussion agreeing to do the dance with Abdul helping them with choreography. Once Abdul was gone she rounded upon Karthick again.

“How could you Karthick? He is your father. You know his condition better than anyone.” She fumed. “It is not his fault you know. It is mine. It slipped my mind to give him his meds when the guests arrived. I got distracted.”

“But ! But he was humiliating you like that in front of Abdul..” Karthick mumbled already starting to feel terrible about his behaviour.

“It’s only humiliation if I feel so Karthick. The only thing feel is guilt. Guilt for not giving him his tabs in time which caused this whole fiasco in the first place and guilt for how my dear husband just treated him. You know he only does stuff like this when he mistakes me for Maa. You could have handled that more gently and responsibly. ”

Karthick looked down with a lump in his throat. He knew she was right. “I… I’ll apologize to him.” he said weakly with teary eyes. 

“Just apologizing won’t do. We should do something to makeup for the terrible way you just treated him. We should do something to cheer him up.”

Karthick looked at her. “We? What do you have in mind?”

Chitra smirked and said “Well as far as I know there is only one thing that is definite cheer up for all men in this family. Hint ! Hint !” she moved pallu of her saree, showing off her belly cocking her hips to the side and waggling her eyebrows at Karthick. “Didn’t you once tell me your mum used to put up these sexy dances to amuse Papa with her belly back in the days?”

Karthick lips stretched into a small grin as he recalled the fond memories. “Oh yes! Dad used to be a big fan of Raghavendra Rao songs because of all the navel plays those songs used to have. Mum would sew these sexy item dancer like costumes herself and dance for Papa wearing them. And we would take turns teasing her belly with fruits and stuff, just like in those songs. Good old days.”

Karthick understood where she was going with this. “Oh my!  you are not suggesting what I am thinking. Are you?” He asked in a stunned voice.

Chitra smirked “Why not? It would be fun. And I am sure it would make him happy. You think those old costumes your mum sewed would fit me?” 

Karthick just nodded still looking at his wife stunned. A small smile started to spread across lips. “You get ready. I have to quick make a run to the fruits stall downstairs.” he said suddenly looking giddy like a little child.

Chitra just laughed seeing him getting all excited at the prospect of getting to play with his own wife’s navel in a theatrical manner. She watched him run out the door with a fond smile. Then she signed and told to herself. “Allright !! Time for me to become Malini” and marched towards her bedroom to get ready.