"Today's youth knows no boundaries! Shame! Always thinking with their dick instead of their brain!" Jakpar's grumble was full of rage. He then stood and headed to the kitchen.
Anantha hoped that Nabila would come soon. He took another glance at the door.
"Don't try to run away!" It turned out that Jakpar was still faithfully watching Anantha's movements from the kitchen.
Anantha sat back stiffly.
_I'm screwed_
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"Uncle, I'm thirsty too," just like a prisoner, Anantha was not offered anything, not even water.
"What did you do last night that made you go all thirsty now? Bear it!" Jakpar snarled.
"I told you I didn't do anything."
"How about the night before that?"
"The night before that? Nabila and I–"
A knock on the door broke up the two men's quarrel.
