WORKING HOUSEWIFE AND HER DRIVER 1

This story will come in three parts.......

This is a true story that occurred in my life. My family has always been a source of pride for me. But it was something other than my love for my family that compelled me to act in this way. In fact, it's still going on. It's just my personal opinion.

My hubby works in the corporate world. He works a lot and is very focused on his business. Mohona is my name, and I am a housewife. Despite having completed my education and intending to work, I left my job and became a housewife at my husband's request. I'm not supposed to work since he doesn't want me to. He doesn't like it when I associate with other men in societAy. He is, however, a big flirt. He enjoys spending time with women and spends a lot of time with them. But he never lets me speak with anyone from his company. This is about me and my family.

I'm 28 years old and used to be wheatish. My height was 5'5 inches, which was about average for an Indian woman, and I weighed around 52 kilograms. I was 34C and really pleased with my appearance. Many people stared at me while I was out, which made me feel good about myself.

Despite our wealth, I never had the opportunity to mingle with outsiders, which made me very bored. The servants that work for us were all I could see in my house. They have been working for quite some time and are rather ancient. Shreya was a buddy of mine. I used to talk to her all the time and tell her about everything that was going on in my life. I've told her numerous times about my current living situation and my manner of life. She insisted that I do something out of the ordinary. She suggested that I create a business and work for myself. Because my husband was not keen on me mixing with the outside world, particularly men, I decided to start a business that is primarily comprised of women. Over the phone, a group of housewives discussed it and decided to make it big. We were debating what to do for a living. We had a lot of phone calls and meetings. I was always asked to come to Shreya's house whenever there was a meeting. So whenever I get a call, I rush to take an auto or taxi and get to Shreya's house. They all arrive in their own cars. In my house, there are three cars. I don't take them out since I don't know how to drive. My husband had never considered hiring a car driver before. He was preoccupied with his work.

As the days passed, we met at each other's homes. The ladies advised that I learn to drive and be independent. They stated that would be my first lesson in being self-sufficient. I considered it and gladly accepted it because I desperately desired to be self-sufficient. That following night, I requested that my husband teach me how to drive. "It's a really difficult duty for you, so don't think about it," he replied, looking at me. I was quite disappointed. I yelled at him that I was going to take the wheel tomorrow, regardless of whether or not I knew how to drive. I don't mind if I accidentally hit someone or whatever. He recognized my rage and said he would set up a lesson to teach me how to drive. I was a little giddy. I hugged him and kissed his chin, thanking him. He kissed me on the lips again and returned to his laptop. That kiss was only a courtesy kiss in return for my kiss. I kissed him on the cheeks again while holding his face. He didn't move, but he was there, staring at me. I kissed him even more that night, thinking I was up to something. I sat over his lap and moved his laptop from his lap. He glanced at me and said he had a lot of work ahead of him. "Just this one night, please," I said. But he wasn't prepared. Instead, he said he couldn't and moved me, taking his laptop and returning to work. I left the room because I was so frustrated. I dialed Shreya's number and began speaking with her. She spoke with me for a while and then hung up the phone, saying she was going to have a good time with her husband. I was in a nasty mood and returned to my room to find my hubby soundly sleeping. I slept next to him, tears streaming down my cheeks, unsure of what to do.

The following day began as usual. I'm in the kitchen, preparing meals for my husband. "Are you serious with your driving classes?" he asked as I entered the dining room and handed my husband breakfast. I quickly agreed. He inquired as to why I had changed my mind so quickly. I informed him that if I got into the business we were about to establish, I might have to travel a lot. He didn't think it was a good idea for me to establish a business on my own. He said,” why do u want to strain yourself. There's a lot of bad in the world. You'd be better off staying at home and being happy." "I am trying to be happy, and that is why I am going to establish a business," I said, angry. He gave me a look and said he'd send a driver to instruct me. When I heard him declare that he would send one of his men to instruct me, I was floored. "What did you say?" I inquired again. He replied the same way, saying he would send one driver. I couldn't think of anything to say. I simply said, "OK." He departed to go to work. I made a few phone calls and told my friends about my progress. They were genuinely pleased for me and even praised me. Someone arrived at the door after a while. When I opened the door, I saw a man in his mid-twenties standing there. He had a dark complexion and was well-built. He must be roughly 6' tall. Had big shoulders and a lovely face, as well as excellent vision. His voice was husky and manly. He sounded courteous and gentle.

-“Yes!!”

-"Hello, Madam," I said. "My name is Sumit, and I've been dispatched by Mr. Saha."

-"What did Mr. Saha send you for?"

-"He requested me to teach his wife how to drive." "Are you his wife?" I inquire.

-"Hello there. It's me, by the way. "Please come in."

"It's fine. I'll wait beside the car outside."

" You are welcome to visit at any time."

" Just hand over the keys." He took the keys from me and approached the car after saying this. He began inspecting the vehicle and was ready for me.

I was taken aback by my Hubby's prompt answer, as well as the fact that he sent such a young man.

I was dressed for the night. When the phone rang, I changed into a salwar and was about to walk out of my house.

-"Hello, who is it?" 

-"This is Shreya." Isn't it time for you to come in for the meeting?"

-"Oh, I entirely forgot about that." I started my first driving class right away."

-"Oh, Today is the best day to come. It's crucial."

-“Ok. "I'll find a way." I put up the phone and returned to my room to change into a sari. When I go to meetings, I strive to put on a beautiful outfit.

I emerged from my residence and informed Sumit that we could begin. I sat in the driver's seat and saw him driving. I also informed him that I would be attending the meeting. While driving, he was explaining stuff. He descended and waited for me as the location arrived. I went in, and on that day, we made some smart business decisions. We finished our business that day and chose to concentrate on flavor extraction and extraction. Some people had already made up their minds. So my first job was to invest some money and fast learn the business from them. When some of us declared we'd be top business people in a matter of days, I appreciated the spirit among us. I was overjoyed.

Sumit observed how delighted I was on the way back.

-"Madam, you appear to be in a good mood."

-"I am, My company was approved. And one day I'll be like my hubby."

-"It's great to hear that."

-"Can you tell me why you want to be like your husband?" When compared to him, you can make it large in business if you do things well."

-"What exactly do you mean?" Are you implying that Saha isn't very skilled at business?"

-"I apologize, ma'am. I shouldn't have said that to you."

-"It's fine. You are free to tell me anything."

And he began to take notice of what was going on in the business. He appears to have been an MBA graduate who had to switch to driving because he couldn't find a good job. I was taken aback when I heard it. He knew a lot about business and was always up to date on what was going on.

-"Did you mention to Suvam(my hubby) that you had an Masters in Business Administration?"

-"I informed him. Only after that, ma'am, did I get this position."

-"Didn't he see your abilities?"

-"He stated that he is now looking for a driver. He also hired me as a driver."

Hearing this, I was taken aback. I felt sorry for him. I had no idea what to do for him. I could talk to Suvam(my hubby,mr saha) about it, but I was well aware of how things would turn out if we spoke, so I chose not to. He was teaching me how to shift gears, what is what, and other things that day... But I had no idea where I was. I couldn't concentrate on driving because I was too preoccupied with his personality. Despite being a graduate, he is driving cars due to his desire to earn. We just talked for a while longer, and I discovered that he is an orphan. I wished I could do something to help this man, but I was in a position where I couldn't. All I can do is remain mute and avoid discussing this with Suvam in the hopes of saving his career.

I did learn to drive, but I wasn't very good at it. I wasn't a quick study. Sumit was guiding me while I drove the car. In his absence, all I did was run into a wall once. As a result, I never drove without him. We learned a lot about each other as the days passed. I bought him a new phone so I could contact him whenever I needed. I used to send him text messages on his phone. We used to talk a lot. This made him really delighted. He thought he had made a good friend in me, but he was acting distantly because I was the boss's wife.

My company has grown nicely. To everyone's astonishment, I was quickly and simply grasping the business. I was able to easily manage the situation. I was able to make important judgments with ease, and everyone thought I was a major contributor to the company's success. Sumit was the one who taught me everything. I tell him everything, and he gives me advice on what I should do and what I shouldn't do. I took advantage of his business acumen. Despite the fact that I kept him hidden from the outside world, he was the driving force behind my achievement. He was aware of this and delighted in my success. But he is deserving of something significant. I'd always wished I could make a positive difference in his life. Because everyone benefits from a morning break. If that isn't available, many people will take whatever they can get. I didn't want Sumit to make a living as a taxi driver.

Sumit didn't pick up the phone one day, and he didn't return the calls either. He didn't show up at my home. He was a stickler for being on time. I didn't know what to do. I must have called him approximately 20 times. I contacted Suvam's office to see if he had arrived for work. However, they claim that he is no longer coming to work because his boss has relocated his office. I decided to go to his house and see what was wrong with him, despite my perplexity. So I got in my car and drove over to his house. I had no idea how to get there. I got there after asking a lot of people about the route. I was almost there when I got a call from Sumit as I was about to park the car.

-“Hello…”

-"Please accept my apologies, Ma'am." I couldn't pick up your call since I was unwell. I couldn't even tell you because I hadn't slept since last night."

-"It's all right, Sumit. "I've got it."

-"Please don't mention this to Sir."

-"I'm not going to do that." However, get out of your house and have a look around. I'm not sure where your house is."

Sumit, perplexed, emerged from his balcony and observed. He waved at me while talking on his phone.

-"Ma'am, what happened?" "Is there something serious?"

-“No. I was quite concerned about you. I came to see you for that reason."

-“Ok. I'll return home. Please return home, ma'am."

-"What is Sumit's motivation?" Will you not invite me inside your home?"

-"However, ma'am, this place resembles a slum."

-"What does it matter?" Is there something wrong with me visiting your home?"

-"No, no, no." That is not the case."

He came down and escorted me to his residence. Actually, I shouldn't call it a house; it's more like a room. But I adored that location. He only has one room. The rest of the area is undeveloped. It's on the fourth story, and it offers a beautiful view of the surrounding area. The river, in particular. To me, the entire region appeared to be a paradise. As soon as we walked in, the room was totally packed with his dresses. The standard bachelor's quarters. Since I was there, he was attempting to clean his apartment. I was treated like a queen by him. As a result, he did his best to demonstrate that his home is a fine palace. He made tea for me while I sat and looked about.

-"Hey, why are you doing this when you're not feeling well?"

-"It's all right, ma'am." You've come to my house, and I should prepare something for you."

-"Sumit, please don't treat me like a guest. Look at me as though I were a regular buddy."

-"All right, ma'am."

-"And please don't refer to me as ma'am." It makes me feel really ancient. Is it true that I'm speaking to you like a boss? Isn't it true that I'm friendly with you? So address me by my given name. FYI… "It's Mohona." 

"All right, ma'am.. err.. Mohona, I apologize."

Saying my name made him feel incredibly uneasy. But it was when he mentioned my name that I really enjoyed it.

to be continued.........