Later, at midnight, Reshma suddenly realised that Rohan's hands were injured. There was no way he could have eaten dinner. She immediately went to check the kitchen and found that the noodles were still lying cold. She felt bad for not realising sooner; it had really been one big day for her.
*knocks*
"Rohan, are you still up? I am coming in."
She then opened the door and found Rohan sleeping.
"Hey, Mom, what time is it? What happened? Is everything good, Mom?"
"You still have not had your dinner, beta. Come and eat first. I will feed you. I almost forgot. I am sorry."
Reshma really felt bad. She brought Rohan to the kitchen and heated the food. When she was serving the food, her leg slipped. She accidentally spilt hot soup, which came with noodles, on Rohan's pants, closer to his inner thigh.
"Ahh ouch, it burns!" screamed Rohan in pain.
"Oh my god, I am so so sorry."
Rohan stood up, steam still rising due to the heat from the soup coming from his pants.
"I am so sorry. Beta, let me get your pants off. Let me see if you are hurt."
She immediately, out of pure maternal care, took her son's pants down by kneeling on the floor. It was late at night. Reshma was already braless in her nightgown. Her tits jiggled as she hurriedly shook down Rohans pants.
"Oh, dear lord, it's all red. Let me apply some ice to it."
Sudha immediately got an ice bag and started rubbing it on the burn
"Mom, it hurts so much."
Soon, the pain started to diminish, but Reshma wasn't convinced. She still was caressing his injury like a good mother. Rohan could not wear his pants. He was still in his underwear, and now it was time to go to bed.
"Let me get you to bed, beta." Reshma almost forgot the series of events that happened earlier and was completely in her motherly phase. As she tugged Rohan into bed, she innocently said, "I am sleeping beside you tonight. I am so sorry. I am not staying one bit away from you."
Reshma was seriously worried about her son getting continuously injured again and again.
"Mom, I will be okay. I am fine now," said Rohan
"I am not listening to you, one bit," Reshma replied, sliding beside Rohan's side and holding him closer to her chest.
"Mom, I am suffocating. Stop- please," Rohan said as she pulled her closer. Rohan's face was buried in Reshma's breasts now, which were covered by just a thin piece of fabric.