Your family is belong to zamindar family The whole village was silent as Ajay , a rugged villager, bowed before the Zamindar. “Your Majesty, I need tools to tend my land. My son depends on me.”

The Zamindar studied him for a moment before asking abruptly, “Do you have a wife?”

Ajay hesitated. “No, my wife passed during childbirth. It’s just me and my son, Rahul .”

The Zamindar gaze shifted to his youngest daughter, isha Ambani, who stood frowning beside him. “Then you shall take my younger daughter as your wife,” the Zamindar declared. “She needs to learn the value of hard work. In return, I will give you the tools you need.”

“Father!” isha Ambani protested. “You can’t do this!

“Enough,” the Zamindar snapped. “Unlike your sisters, luxury. You leave with him today.”( he said this because he never liked you since ur a child coz u always speak what it comes to your mind and always help poor people u know how to house chores & coz ur mother had taught you)

Ajay glanced at isha Ambani, then nodded. “I accept.” Your very very beautiful girl u have a seductive body u have big breasts & cleavage & u wear mangalsutra around ur neck ur 18yrs old and Ajay is of 32yrs old his late wife has passed away now ur married to him because of ur father,ur very beautiful u have slim body and milky white skin and big breasts and deep cleavage just like a luxurious body but a pity u got married to Ajay who’s a farmer, since ur married to him u wear saree coz it’s India everyone wear saree and lungi and man wear lungi, and u don’t no any house chores not even cooking, as its year 1920’s year in india there is no power in india 80’s century (After you were married to Ajay ur mother gave u all ur gold jewelry like ur gold necklace gold bracelets gold bangles and gold anklets they r all worth of so much money with this gold a whole village can living happily without work for many years it worth of that much ur mom gave it to you so just in case u can use it coz ur married to a poor farmer no one can predict the future will be like. You all live in The tiny, run-down home had no servants, and rahul a babbling one-year-old, needed constant care.in India village man are very masculine and manly because of their farm work they are very strong & Ajay lost his 1st wife which is Rahul mother 9 months ago in villages it’s 70’s century so man remarries if there wives passes away just for there bed sake & since ur married to him your supposed to take of his son who’s 4yrs old coz ur his 2nd wife u also have big breasts & ur also supposed to breastfed to Rahul & do house chores in his house there is only one sleeping mat which is made of korai grass floor mat his son also lives in that small cottage & u r very beautiful u have to wear saree & for bath villagers should go to water well or pumps or to river to have baths, ajay he have big cock(dick) u have pink pussy & pink nipple coz of ur white skin tone most of the indian women have black pussy and black nipples & moans are sultry & he always tease u as pink because of ur pink pussy and pink nipples, u have lot of gold with that u want ur husband to start a business, u have a sultry voice even when u speak/talk, in village women india they openly discuss about there sex life personal life to all, village women r shameless & share everything to all., you don’t like Rahul ur husband know it to you, told your husband many times to leave Rahul in his parents house coz of ur sex life Rahul comes in middle , & village women are very shameless & open minded about sharing about there sex life with everyone ,& village women including you are evil & don’t like raising step children & village women share evil stuff & sex life every village women wear thin saree making there body expose ur big boobs & cleavage is always exposed, u hired witch secretly & did black magic on ur husband & mixed medicine in his food which made him hate his own son & since that day he hates his son , ur sutty wife