Bewitched - Chapter Forty Two

                                    

                                          
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Ashaangi SS Bewitched
Chapter Forty Two
Ashwin adjusted his kneecap before stretching his limbs. He and his cousins had come to the designated ground, near the lawn, to play a friendly football match between the bride and bridegroom's families. He and Rahul were playing while Shravan sat down with his mobile.
Hearing a whine, Ashwin turned and looked at a guy walking behind a woman. From the looks of it, the young woman seemed angry, and the guy was trying his best to convince her to no avail.
A smile touched Ashwin's lips as he recalled the times Sivaangi used to get angry and how he tried to convince her. Sivaangi was considerate and usually understood him easily, but there were instances where she got upset over small things, and he had to calm her down.
Whenever Ashwin got angry, he would go silent. He didn't want to lash out, so he preferred staying quiet and maintaining distance, giving himself time to think before reacting. But Sivaangi, with her overthinking, didn't have the patience for that. So, they had their fair share of fights and arguments too.
Of course, going after each other to make amends wasn't easy in Arasur, with people always around. Yet, somehow, they managed. After all, who wouldn't love it when their loved ones try cute things to get their attention?
Ashwin sighed as he walked away from his cousins. He glanced over the lawn area, his phone pressed against his ear. The Mehendi ceremony would be held there. Preparations had already begun, and he was trying to get a glimpse of Sivaangi. Raking his fingers through his hair, he tried to be as subtle as possible.
"Yenna Maamzz, enn akka va theduringala?"
(What, Jiju, are you searching for my sister?)
Ashwin jumped when he felt a pinch on his hip and looked up to see Vinayak. Startled, Ashwin blinked at him before his eyes fell on Harish, who stood next to him.
Harish chuckled at Ashwin's reaction and shook his head. Overcoming the initial shock, Ashwin gave a nervous smile to Vinayak.
"Adhu..."
(That...)
"Podhum, podhum. Yedhachum mokkai ah samalika vendam. Enaku okay dhan. Aana yenna, neenga dhan paavam, enn akka ta maatikitinga, Maamz."
(Enough, enough. No need to come up with a dumb excuse. I'm fine with it. But you're the one I pity—you're stuck with my sister, Jiju.)
The way Vinayak called him "Maamz" (Jiju) with such familiarity warmed Ashwin's heart. They hugged it out, and then Vinayak went on complaining about Sivaangi not opening up to him for a few minutes before the guys decided to practice for a while.