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Standing in kitchen in pink saari Chase angrily took a plate from a microwave, trying hard to ignore all this idiocy that happened with him. This was very unpleasant, and this stupid sari only reminded him even more about how strange and how weird all this was. His hair now were tied in a long women's braid because of Roshan's demands
"Well... Dad said it will be 72 hours at max! 3 days, nothing more! But damn! This is like a fucking nightmare! 72 hours and then this Lalit bitch would go back to her place in this Indian asshole, and I will again be Chase Dallek. 72 hours and all this idiocy will be behind me."
- Laliy! Are you... What the hell is this? Are you using microwave?! I told you to cook lunch! C-O-O-K! Cook! Do you know what cook means?! - Roshan said displeased with this sight of his wife
- Fuck you, dude!
Chase angrily blurted out, still irritated. He put a plate with food on the table
"How dare this asshole yell at me like that?! Who is he think he is? When I return back to my place, I will destroy his fucking life. He is so fucked now!"
Chase thought to himself furiously while he was sitting on a wooden chair at the table, watching Roshan angrily
- What are you saying? You're mad. - Roshan said angrily back to Chase. - Don't you dare speak to your husband like that! I'm doing this all for you. - he said while angrily looking at his plate with food. - Go to store, I will give you the money. You need to cook properly for your husband.
- I'm not going anywhere with this ridiculous sari on me! I'm not Lalit, and you're an idiot for even believing that I am your wife. Look, man, just stop this nonsense and give me your phone. I want to call my father. We will paid you good money to help me return back to my...
- ENOUGH!!! - Roshan stood up from the table and walked around the kitchen towards Chase - Stop lying to yourself! Lalit! You need to learn to be a proper wife. Stop it already! If you will continue with your attitude, I'll divorce you.
"Divorce? This asshole thinks I care! Well... If this is how he want to play..."
Chase thought and continued to talk to Roshan with an arrogant voice
- Then do it.
- Are you crazy, Lalit? Divorce is not an easy thing for people in your social level. You will lose all your benefits. You'll become homeless. - Roshan said with a calm, cold voice, clearly threatening Chase. I though you konw it, but i remind you all. So, i know that your mother and father are dead, and you don't have siblings. You have no other home except my place. You have no education and even can't read or write properly.
"Fuck, what?! I finished Harvard University!"
- You're kidding right? I'm have finished Harvard University! - Chase angrily replied
- Oh... Really? - Roshan laughed and pulled his cell phone from his pocket and started showing some text to Chase - See? If you can read it, then tell me what this means?
- It's Hindi. I'm American! Of course I cannot read Hindi, it's idiotic. - Chase answered with displeasure
- No Lalit, this is English. We are talking now in Hindi. You swap bodies, but not only the bodies, you also exchanged knowledges. - Roshan said calmly - Are you didn't know it?
Chase froze and stared at Roshan in disbelief, he know that swap bodies also was sign with knowledge, but he thought that only about languages. Chase looked again at the phone with text and saw the text changing from Hindi into English, and back into Hindi, but he can't read it even if it was in English. This means he didn't get knowledges about reading or writing English
"No... This can't be happening! Is this idiot joking?!"
- What?! This is just some joke...
Chase was scared, he tried to take the cell phone, but Roshan pushed him away with his arm
- Okay Lalit, enough! You don't have to pretend anymore. Stop it! - Roshan said with annoyance, putting a cell phone in his pocket. - If you want to stay as my wife, then you need to act properly and cook. Stop pretending!
"Oh man, what is happening. Why I can't read?! Is it some kind of mistake? I remember that in the contract with government was written that we exchange only bodies and langueges..."