Vennela went about cleaning the grinder after storing the batter. Her hair came loose from the bun she had tied earlier. She tried to put it together. But alas, she could only do so much with her hands covered with batter and water. And she was also erupting like a volcano thinking about the phone call.

"Jai anta.. Jai.. How dare she call him! And that voice.. Even stone will melt.. Vavava! Malli English lo.. I will tell when she calls again. Phone chese aah chethulni mokkalu chesi poi lo pedtha. I will break that hands that make the call and keep it in the stove."

That is when she felt a light breeze. She turned only to see Jai standing there leaning on the door frame crossing his arms across his front. He was smiling his usual small smile that had her heart. She started smiling only to have her fringe disturb her again. She tried to push it back.

Jai smiled as he neared her and tucked her rogue strand behind her ears. She smiled as her cheeks warmed up.

"Enti? Tiring yourself?"

He asked as he made her wash her hands and started cleaning the place himself. Vennela was tired of telling him not to do kitchen chores. But her husband listens to whom?

"You can scold me to my face you know?"

Vennela's breath caught that made him chuckle.

"Enti Vennela?"

"Yem Ledu Bava"

"Who was that over the phone?"

He asked casually as he washed his hands. Vennela stood biting her nails not knowing if she should tell him or not.