Blissful Pleasure

"I can't believe my mother is still biassed towards you. Can't she move on?" Once they arrived at Kamala's apartment, Nevena rushed to the bedroom and slumped down onto the bed.

"Sweet wife, you can't force someone to stop hating someone or something if they focus their hate towards it" Kamala said, taking off his shirt and tossing it in the laundry basket.

"But you have apologised countless times. What more does she want?" She huffed in anger.

"Don't stress, it's not good for you and the baby" 

"I don't understand why she can't be happy for me. I'm her child for crying out loud!" Kamala came out from the closet with a towel hanging on his shoulders while his lower body was covered with boxers he wore.

"Why don't you take a bath with me? I prepared the jacuzzi for us. Hmm"

"I'm not in the mood to bathe. Just go"

"Well, you my dear don't have to lift a finger, you just have to relax and I'll bathe you"

"Okay fine…pick me up"

"Pregnancy has made you so bossy"