Blood is NOT thicker than Water

After two months of leave, Samantha rejoined the office on that day, her mind and body were weak. She couldn’t concentrate anything. It’s around 8.30 AM; she was sitting in the office, one lady with a sweet smile came and took the seat in front of her. She looked like a current employee.
“Are you Ms. Samantha?”
“Absolutely, I’m”
“I’m Rithu. I joined last week.”
“Oh. That’s nice. Pleasant meeting.”
Their conversations started at that moment. They were together barely in two years in that office.
Sometimes their colleagues mentioned one point,
“You both look alike…”
Samantha was so happy to hear that because Rithu was so beautiful.
“If I look like her, I’m also.”
Last year, Rithu’s son told Samantha the same,
“You look like my Mom.”
More than the physical looks, they shared a lot…
Once in a vacation, Samantha asked her husband Ervin,
“Have you ever gained the ambiance of your own home from some other place?”
“No…”
“If anybody experiencing those feelings, they were fortunate…”
Samantha was explaining her affection for Rithu.
“My dad passed away on that day; I was surrounded by a group of people; I can’t differentiate good and bad. Two of them require my signature on some documents. I objected to a ‘Big No.’
That made a massive impact on my life. They started their cruelty towards me. On those days, Rithu was with me. She provided me shelter; accepted me like a family member of her. Without any blood relation, we were like sisters.”
Ervin hadn’t any idea of these incidents and he said, “Blood is NOT thicker than water.”
“Yeah, Ervin. Sometimes. "
Samantha continued,
"After I had moved from my home town, I had barely in touch with her. After three years I got a contact of her, and I called on that number.”
Samantha stopped for a while,
“What happened later?” Ervin eagerly asked.
“Nothing extraordinary; we talked like sisters.” She beheld Ervin with a smile.