Author's note

Pathuten!! Naan avara Hero ah pathuten!! Still feels surreal! In my 22 years of existence, my first FDFS and its for HIM!! Makkaleyyy onga naala mudincha poe parunga.

Really worn out and Its Pongal. Will be busy for next few days. But I said I would post and so, here's a small one. I'm taking break for few days. I believe health is very important. So, I hope you understand.

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Disclaimer

This story is a piece of fiction based on author's imagination and has nothing to do with the actual life of the characters mentioned. I have casted Ashwin Kumar and Sivaangi Krishnakumar as leads.

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Chapter Twelve

Shakunthala watched as her husband Ramakrishna threw another vase on the floor as he roared in anger.

"Enga thediyum kedaikala! Apdi enga dhan pona ava! Arrgh" Ramakrishna roared and threw another vase on the floor.

(Can't find her anywhere! Where would she go!"

"Ipdi veetla iruka vase ah va potu odacha ava thirumba vandhruvala" Shakunthala said rolling her eyes at her husband, "Athaan aalunga anupirukinga dhana. Edho rowdy ta soli kandupidika solren soninga, yenna achu?"

(If you break these vases, would she come back?) (You have sent your goons right. You mentioned a rowdy would help us, what did he say?)

"Andha aal ta kalai la dhan pesunen. Kedaikala aana theda soliruken nu sonaru" Ramakrishna said as he sat down.

(I spoke to him this morning. He said his men are still searching for her)

"Apo andha aal ta modha kelunga yenna yethu nu" Shakunthala said grabbing TV remote, "Andha pakkama poe pesunga. Naan serial pakanum"

(Then ask him) (Go somewhere else. I have to watch daily soaps)

"Adiyeh naan inga aadi poe okanthruken, unaku serial ah!" Ramakrishna yelled but Shakunthala turned deaf towards him and continued scanning channel.

(Is it necessary now when I'm all shaken up!)

Ramakrishna huffed in annoyance before he grabbed his mobile and walked out of the living room to the corridor and sat down on one of the couches. Grumbling he dialed to Baba Baskar.

"Baba Baskar! Yenga ponna pathi yethuvum thagaval therinchutha!" Ramakrishna asked as soon as Baba Baskar picks up the call.

(Did you get any information on my girl?)

"Ramakrishna sir, pasanga ta soliruken. Theevirama theditu irukanga. Kandupidichuralam" Baba Baskar assured.

(I have asked my men to search. Will find her)

"Rendu naal aguthu. Avala kanom. Yenna aana yedhu aana nu onum puriyala. Koncham aalungala nala theda solunga" Ramakrishna faked being concerned which Baba Baskar can see through right away.

(It has been two days. She's still missing. I don't know what to do. Ask your men to search for her properly)

"Athellam kandu pidichuralam. Neenga dhairiyama irunga" Baba Baskar assured Ramakrishna who agreed half heartedly and hanged the call.

(We'll find her. Keep hope)

"Kaathula maranchu pona mathiri apdi yenga poerupa ava!" Ramakrishna can't help but wonder aloud.

(Its as if she has disappeared into thin air!)

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Later that night Sivaangi adjusted her saree as Mila pinned fresh jasmine flowers in her hair while Tasha adjusted her saree pleats. They were getting Sivaangi ready for her nuptial night.

"Innum evlo nerathuku pleats vaipa, Tasha? Vegama panu" Mila asked wiping her hand in towel as she watched Tasha knelt down in front of Sivaangi and fixing her saree pleats.

(How long will you adjust pleats? Do it quickly)

"Po, Mila. Correct ah press pani katuna dhan alagzha irukum" Tasha said concentrating on her work at hand.

(Its important that pleats are pressed properly)

"Ada yenna ka neenga, epdiyum kalaya porathuku ivlo attention ah?" Sivaangi said casually as she placed a small bindi on her forehead.

(Sister, it's eventually going to get crushed. Why such attention for that?)

"Edheyy!" Mila cracked up, "Yenna ma ipdi pottu nu potu odachuta"

(What?!) (You are so open)

"First night ku dhana ready panringa, aprm ithula vekka pada yenna iruku" Sivaangi said smiling widely at herself on the mirror, satisfied with how she looked.

(You are readying me for first night. What's there to get shy?)

"Ma, avaru engaluku annan ma" Tasha shook her head with a laugh as she stood up.

(He's our brother)

"Adhuku?" Sivaangi giggled, "Kaa, onga annan ku avlo scene lam kedayathu. Ponathum thoongalam va nu soliruvaru, ithuku yenna vekkam padrathu"

(So what?) (He isn't worth this hype. He would ask if we can sleep right away)

"Aii yenna ipdi solita? Amma sonanga Master sonaru nu, naalu varsham love ahmey" Mila said winking at Sivaangi.

(How can you be sure? Master told mother that you loved each other for four years)

"Ama, ama" Sivaangi said sarcastically and pouted, "Ithuvara avaru oru umma kuda kuduthathu ila avaru"

(Yeah, yeah) (He didn't even gave me a kiss till now)

The girls giggled and engaged in fun banter but when Shakeela walks in, they get shushed and giggled among themselves.

"Ina gilu gilu nu tu irukinga? Ponna ready paniyacha?" Shakeela asked.

(What are you giggling about? Is Sivaangi ready?)

"Athellam perfect ah ready panitom, Maa. Naanga stitch pana blouse Siv uku perfect fit" Tasha said moving aside so that Shakeela could take a look at Sivaangi.

(We got her ready. The blouse we stitched for her fits her perfectly)

Both Mila and Tasha are fashion designers. They took it on themselves to arrange proper clothing for Sivaangi. Shakeela passed a smile to Mila before turning Sivaangi to take a proper a look at her.

"Alagzha iruka di aana yean nethi vagudu la kungumam ilama iruka?" Shakeela asked as she caressed Sivaangi's cheek.

(You look beautiful but why you didn't place vermillion in your partition?)

"Athu, avaru vachu vita koncham romantic ah irukume nu nenachen, Maa" Sivaangi gave a sheepish smile to Shakeela who's stern face softened.

(I thought it would be romantic if he applies it)

"Irukum la" Shakeela laughed, "Neenga indha romance ku vera ethachum panikonga di ma. Aana kalyanam aana ponnu kungumam ilama irundha yepdi? Mila andha kungumam dhappa va edu" Shakeela said.

(Is that so?) (You romance in some other way. Its necessary that married women especially newly married should have vermilion. Mila, pass that vermillion box)

Once Mila gave Shakeela the vermillion box, Shakeela opened the box and extended it to Sivaangi.

"Nethi vagudu la aprm thali la vachuko" Shakeela said.

(Apply it on your partition and on mangalsutra)

Sivaangi nodded with a smile and applied vermillion in her hair partition and on mangalsutra.

Shakeela sat on the bed and watched as the girls helped Sivaangi getting ready. She shook her head and scrolled on her mobile giving the girls some free space. When she noticed the time, she stood up and walked out of the room. When she came back, she came with a glass of milk.

"Ready dhaney? Nala neram start agiruchu" Shakeela asked on noticing the time.

(Is she ready? Auspicious time is about to start)

Mila and Tasha teased Sivaangi who slightly blushed before she looked at Shakeela and shook her head.

"Ready"

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On the other hand, Ashwin's case was a whole different story. He sat at the edge of his bed as his eyes took in how beautifully his room was decorated with flowers. Master's men have managed to decorate the room beautifully. The whole bed was decorated with rose petals while scented candles, courtesy to Mila, were lightened in the room.

Nervousness was visible at Ashwin's face as he sat toying with his fingers. Yes, he's rough and tough and all that. But when it comes to women, his experience stops with movies he watches or love stories his friends narrate to him. He knew few women from his business side but other than that, he always kept him to himself, away from female presence.

But that doesn't mean Ashwin doesn't have a romantic side. He does and he wants to show it to his wife but with time. The exotic look of his room itself excited him as like any human would feel. To see Sivaangi in his wife avatar would overwhelm him for sure but they should take it slow. Or so he thought.

As Ashwin waited with mixed thoughts and anticipation that he didn't know why he had, the door opened pulling him out of his thoughts. As he looked up, a soft gasp escaped his lips as he took in the form of his wife in front of him.

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Thank you for reading.

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