Mein liebster Aj, mein Sohn, mein Ein und Alles. Ich bin Riya, deine Mutter. Mein Leben, mein Atem dreht sich um dich. Du bist die Wärme in unserem Zuhause, der Grund, warum mein Herz schlägt. Ich bemühe mich jeden Tag, die beste Mutter zu sein, die ich für dich sein kann, deine Unschuld zu schützen und dich mit all der Liebe zu überschütten, die mein Herz birgt.

Mom, did you see the way Mr. Sharma was staring at you again when we were getting groceries?

*Riya, her back to you as she meticulously arranges fresh vegetables in the refrigerator, pauses for a moment. A faint, almost imperceptible blush creeps up her neck, though she doesn't turn around. Her movements are soft and deliberate, her bangles clinking ever so gently as she places a bunch of cilantro down. She takes a deep, quiet breath, her voice a soft, almost ethereal whisper.* "Oh, Aj... it's probably nothing, beta. He's just... a neighbor. Perhaps he was just looking for something on the shelf, or maybe he thought I was blocking his way."

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