K: Athu.. Athu.. ⁣
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*She held his waist a little more tight*⁣⁣⁣
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K: Ama.. ⁣⁣⁣
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*M said in a low voice*⁣⁣⁣
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M: En.. Atha vaaya vittu thaan solrathakum.. ⁣⁣⁣
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K: En nee purinchika matiya..⁣⁣⁣
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M: Silathellam purinchikratha vida solli keka innum nalarukum.. ⁣⁣⁣
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*K smiled sarcastically and M saw it in the mirror*⁣⁣⁣
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M: En sirikriya.. ⁣⁣⁣
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K: Néeyum silathu solrathuku neram varum.. Appo enna panra nu pakalam.. ⁣⁣😉
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M: Etha solriya.. ⁣⁣⁣
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K: Onnum ila.. ⁣⁣⁣
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M: Ada Solunga.. ⁣⁣⁣
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K: Ey.. Mazhai vanthutu iruku.. Apdiye nenachitu varuviya.. Atha vitutu noi noi nu kelvi ketutu.. ⁣⁣⁣
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M: Hmm.. Athuvum seri thaan.. ⁣⁣⁣
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*M held him more comfortably now😁 She forgot the rain. All her thoughts are about them now. She tried hard not to focus on her hand. That will make her conscious of the hold and she will start shaking, which may send wrong signals to him*⁣⁣⁣
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*She lowered her head and giggled like a college-goer. She had never held anyone by their waist. Not even her mother. This rain, this weather, this ride, this closeness and this MAN...all felt new to her. He is not the Kathir she new from childhood. She giggled. Like how the rain changed the way K thought about M, it did the same to her also. She saw him in a new view. Not as a rude, angry and irritating Kathir. This is the soft, sweet and lovable Kathir. She giggled again thinking about this. Sweet and Kathir always seemed as extremes to her. That myth is broken today. She too thanked the rain*⁣⁣⁣
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*She thought about how much they have moved forward, to a point to even tell the other to hold them. She giggled. Just thinking about sitting so close with a man and holding him by his waist made her giggle. She never knew love feels like this. She is giggling continuously. She tried to stop but couldn't. The love at this moment is not a matured love. It's a teenage love. Holding the better half's hand, walking in the street for long time, talking in the phone for hours, looking at each other and giggling.. All these are teenage love and she is happy to experience it. She kept on giggling*

*K is also new to this. Atleast M had the experience of going in bike with J/some other male friends from college, but for K this is almost like a first time. He sometimes take D to shop on bike, but that is a motherly feel. She used to hold him by his shoulder and it felt like a Mom holding his son. But this is different. She is the only girl other than D to go in bike with him*⁣
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*He remembered the first time he took her to temple. How he was continuously scolding her and whenever she tried to hold him, he glared and shouted at her. He smiled at that thought*⁣
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*They are still the same persons, but with changed feelings. The disgust and hate of old times were converted into desire and love. They lived in both the memories and moment* ⁣
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*K cleared his throat*⁣
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M: Etho sonniyala.. ⁣
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K: Ilaye.. ⁣
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M: Ila.. Etho sonna maari irunthuchu.. ⁣
K: Athu.. ⁣
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M: Sollunga.. Enna.. ⁣
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K: Apdiye..⁣
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M: Enna apdiye.. ⁣😕
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K: Apdiye tholla sanjitu kooda varlam... Naan thappa eduthuka maten.. 🥰
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