Chapter 128: Meeting Mom at Airport
Inside the cab, Rohit was pissed off. He had already spotted the black sedan that had appeared out of nowhere, trailing a few meters behind him like a silent ghost.
If he hadn’t known how the Yakuza operated, he might have ignored it. But now that he was aware, their lack of action felt even more suspicious.
He sighed. ’Now would it make sense that an 18-year-old cripple single-handedly defeated a couple of guards? What a drag!’
He didn’t doubt his own skills, but he couldn’t afford to blow his cover. A quick escape was the best he could do for now. He connected to Lisa, and new notifications immediately flooded in.
[An important mail from the Intelligence Bureau has been received. They want you to contact them via direct hotline at your earliest convenience. They have recognized your efforts and wish to recommend you for a government reward after a meeting.]
Rohit chuckled. "Heh, playing games with these types is rather more fun. They think I am a mere teenager chasing glory and rewards. May be later. Pass... next."
[Doctor Anil has tried to reach Ragini via phone and demanded a video report of your progress regarding the prescribed treatment. She has cited time by evening, maybe after taking off her flight.]
Rohit frowned. ’That bastard really wants to die. I thought of giving him time till Saturday, but it seems I was mistaken.’
He asked, "You got the location? I don’t want to delay the inevitable."
Lisa’s reply came after a beat in his earbud. [Understood. Sending coordinates for an abandoned Forest Rest House on the Haryana-Delhi border. It’s deep in the Aravalli scrub. No witnesses.]
Rohit felt satisfied with the site, but a new problem surfaced — how would he pull this off with only one functional hand? He would need someone to drive and help kidnap the doctor.
Robin’s face immediately came to mind.
He dialed the number. An excited voice answered on the other end. "Hello Rohit bhai, what a sur—"
Robin couldn’t finish before Rohit cut in. "There is a change of plans. I need a person right now and thought of you. Are you still willing to do anything for me? I will reward you handsomely. But be warned — no questions asked, no infos leak."
After a brief pause, the young man replied, "Yes bhai... but I am in the middle of my lecture..."
Rohit interrupted again. "Consider this a final test before your employment. Skip the lecture and get to the location I’ve shared. I’ll give you the details later. Notify me at once, you arrive."
After a bit of thinking, Robin replied, "Alright sir... I will be there."
Rohit smiled, pleased with the attitude. "Good." And cut the call. Other things could be arranged once he took the assessment.
Time ticked by, and soon he reached the airport in 15 minutes.
Rohit was sure to fend off the chasers through the crowd in a detour before taking his route to the designated wing he had been told before.
In the waiting area, he spotted his beloved adopted family: Ragini and Arya, along with their bodyguards and secretary.
Ragini looked graceful and alluring in her deep maroon saree, the fabric hugging her mature curves. Arya stood beside her in a crisp office suit that accentuated her slim waist and long legs.
Both looked stunning in their attire—on one side, a housewife in her 40s, and on the other side, an office girl in her twenties.
Artwork.
He couldn’t help but grin at the sight. ’What a perfect oyakodon. I wonder if they would mind once I conquer them both.’
He knew of Ragini wanting to meet him without causing any scene, but would he abide by that? Absolutely Not.
Rohit didn’t hide his impatience. He approached them with a smug smile.
Ragini was the first to recognize him. Her face lit up with a warm smile. Arya noticed him a moment later and immediately frowned, stepping in between them like a guard.
Secretary Pathak tried to greet him, but Rohit ignored him completely. He walked straight past and pulled Ragini into a big, wide hug. "Mom, I missed you." (A/n: Not exactly wide — his left hand was still.. folded in straps.)
Arya immediately tried to push his arm away. "Hey—"
But Rohit didn’t let go. He simply sandwiched Arya between them, pulling both women in tight against his body.
Arya stiffened instantly. "W-what are you doing?! Let go, you pervert!" She eventually managed to pull away.
Ragini chuckled softly and kissed him on the cheek. "I thought you forgot." She then pulled him closer, wrapping her arms around him warmly and subtly pressing her soft breasts harder against his chest, as if craving the contact.
Arya, who had just been freed from their forced, pressed embrace, looked stunned. Her mother kissing Rohit’s cheek and deliberately allowing such a tight hug in public made her eyes widen.
She glanced around and saw Chanu smiling warmly while Secretary Pathak looked emotional, as if this was completely normal for a mother-son embrace. ’Am I the only one who thinks this is weird?’
Rohit felt like melting in her arms. She was the only woman who not only lusted for him but also truly loved him. He gently wrapped his both arms around her back and replied, "No way... if there is a home, then it is in your embrace, Mom."
He looked at the pouting Arya and teased, "It seems someone is jealous. Want to join?"
Arya was quick to fight back. "Ew... who wants to hug you? You two can carry on."
Ragini looked a little hurt. "Don’t say that about your brother. Come, at least give your mother a hug."
Arya was shocked. Where had her mother’s usual cold image gone? How had she changed so much under this rascal’s influence? But she didn’t refute. Reluctantly, she joined them in a three-way hug.
Rohit didn’t miss the chance. He simply pulled Arya in again, wrapping one arm around her while keeping his bandaged hand firmly around Ragini.
For a few heated seconds, he felt both their soft bodies pressed against him at once. Ragini’s heavy, mature breasts crushed warmly into his chest, while Arya’s youthful curves, were trapped tightly against him. The delicious contrast of mother and daughter’s warmth made his cock twitch and harden in jeans.
Ragini kissed Arya’s cheek, making her annoyed. Rohit joined in the fun too, which made Arya freeze as her ears turn pink. She quickly pulled away, snorting in disgust. "This is ridiculous..."
Ragini kept her arms around Rohit’s neck, looking at him with open affection. "I was worried about you. You should stop all this dangerous searching..."
Rohit cupped her cheek tenderly, his thumb slowly tracing her lower lip. "I’m not doing this for myself.. Mom. I’m doing this for you. I know how much your friend’s allegations hurt you... and I swear I’ll erase that humiliation from our family. I can’t stand seeing you like this."
Artwork.
Ragini’s eyes trembled with emotion. She kissed his forehead, then pulled him into another deep hug, holding him so intense that even air can’t pass.
Rohit had to fight hard to control himself. If they weren’t in public, he would have already given her more than a hug.
Chanu interrupted politely, "Ma’am, we need to move. It’s time."
They spent another five minutes with farewells and well-to-do checklists before Ragini waved and boarded with Chanu. It was then that Chanu’s phone rang.
She took out her old Nokia, which Rohit found quite outdated and unusual, he had seen her smartphone before. Was this phone her main contact?
He couldn’t dwell on it more as Secretary Pathak came running, nose flaring. "We will miss her, Young Master..."
At this point, Rohit rolled his eyes. She was his mother — why was he getting so worked up about it?
He checked his phone. There was a new message from Akansha, giving her address of a shared motel at ten minutes’ riding distance.
Rohit booked a cab and went straight away.
Upon reaching, he was about to get down but saw the same black sedan following him. "Persistent bastards."
He checked the designated building—a seven-storey building of medium standards, a perfect place for confrontation, and ordered the cab to detour to the building’s parking lot rather than dropping him near the gate.