M : naa terinji thaan kudethen...

K :Kolehkaari..

He laughed a little at her sweet revenge.

OK, now what?, she thought.
What else she want? , she thought.
Revenge served Cold. Checked!
But...
She is still Hot! Not Good News At All!

K : Ey.. Mullai.. Ippeh mazhai peyulehna.. Vanderven di...
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(smooch)

M : thirumbi?!. Mama! Ippadi panadhe.. Ennaku Ore maari irukunu..sollerenleh!
Aprem naanum kudupen!

Yes, he understood her sweet revenge.
He likes it.
He wants it.

K : Seri.... Kude.... Kolehkaari....
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(smooch)

The mischievous menace in him wouldn't stop it.
The Menace is enjoying it.

M : Mama...(whisper)

She felt helpless!

As much as she wanted him to have a taste of his own medicine, it turned out to be her poison.

He is her Poison.

She thought she was dousing the fire but how did she manage to ignite it more and got herself burned in return?

She thought the tables has turned...
It didn't...
How could it have turned, when both of them are at the same side?

What happened just now wasn't REVENGE...
Well..for her.. maybe..
But for him..
It was REVELATION...
A revelation on her plight...
A realisation about her want and desire..

It was never a REVENGE for him...

K : (smooch).....(smooch).....(smooch)

She closed her eyes....

M : Mama.... (whispered)....vendam..

K : (smooch).....venum...

Bit her lips... Curled her toes...

K : Mullai.. (Smooch)....

M :......pothum Mama...
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Naa...
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Naa phone vaikeren...
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Nee poi toonge..
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Naaliki sikirum vanthuru....
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Hmmm?

There's no other way to end this apart from ending the call, no matter how much she wants to hear his voice. This got to stop.

K : Mullai... pese di...

M : pesi pesi thaan ippadi ayithen...
Hmmm...

She hugged him, the pillow closer.

He smiled.

K : innum kovuma?

She sighed, when will he ever understand this?

M : Mama...kovumlam illeh...
Ithu...
Ithu kovum illeh...

K : Peserethu Pudikileya?

M : pudichirku!.. Rombe pudichirku..

K :.........

Now he is a little lost.
What's the problem?
Its  clear they are enjoying this conversation despite the fact she is upset that isn't there with her.

She is upset. He is upset too.
She wants him. He wants her too.
She hates him for leaving her now. He hates himself too.

K : Pudichirku thaaneh?
Ithu nalla iruku'leh?
Yendi vendam sollure?
Koodeh thaan illeh...
Aana..
Koodeh irukure maari peselamleh...
Hmm?

M Mindvoice : Inthe manushen'ku inthe jenmathile puriyaathu poleh?
Pakathile illameh aana pakathile irukure maari pesi ippadi enne paduthureyeh da purusha!

M : Mama....paduthadighe....

K : ey...ennakum mattum aasai illeya enna? Kalaileh vanthurven di...

M : athaan naanum solren...
Kalaileh paakalam...peselam..ippoh pesenathu pothu.. Toongelam..

K : tookum varle.. Vareh varaikum pese..

M Mindvoice : uhhum..
Pakathele iruke podhu paduthe odenei toongirvaghe...
Ippeh tookum varleyam...!
Ivanghele!!
Hmph!

K : ey.. Enne manasukuleh thithuriya di? Ippadi moochi vidure...

M : (sighed defeatedly)
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Mama...
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She might as well explain to him than

K : hmm...

M : athu... Inniki madhiyum thaaneh ithelam pannuniyeh..?

She told him in a small voice.
Back to his chest, the pillow.
Pulled up the blanket over her head again.

K : Ethelam?

He couldn't help it, she is just too cute.

M : Mama!
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Naa phone vaikiren...!!

She was frustrated beyond words right now and he still had the cheek to joke.

K : ey ey! Irudi...marupadiyuma?!
Chumma thaan...
Ithukulamava kochikuvaange?
Vilayanden Mullai..
Unn koodeh vilayadame...
Vere yaar koodeh ippidi vilayadeh...
Solle..?

M : tho.. Ithaan... Ithu thaan solren...
Nee inthe maari peserathu...
Vilayaderethu....
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Inthe maarilam idhuku munneh..
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Ippadi illeyeh, Mama..

K : eppadi illeh?

He love teasing her.

M : hm! Eppadiya? Munneh'lam room'ku vantha..
Paai virichi padethervingge!
Pondatti oruthi roomleh ireka'nu kannu theriyama irundichi unggelku...
Athe solren!
(pause)

Well, he asked for it.

K : enna di...  ippadi Thithure..
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Athan....

He should have known better than to tease her.

M : enna?.. Athaan ellathukum sethu inniki orediya paasathe polunjithinggelo?

M (monologue) : naana inniki avaghale kathipudiche naale ivloyum pandraghe..
Ivaghala eduvum paneh mataghe..
Ippeh peche paaru...

This time he knew better than to interrupt her..

K Mindvoice : ithu namaku theve thaan...
Pesame iru'da Kathiru...
Ithuku mele edachum sonneh.. irekere konjum najum maanamum poirum..

She heard him sighing and that made her regret a little for blowing up at him.

After a while she continued, in a rather nervous voice..

M : Mama... inniki..
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Roomleh..
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Enne...
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appadi...hmm
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Ennaku puthusa irendechi..
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Pudichirendhuchi...
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Purinjithu..
(hardly audible)

K : Mullai...

M : Aprem ippeh..
Phoneleh..
Ippadi......
Peserathu...
Kiss panurathu....
Ellam...
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Pudichirku..
(breathy)
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Nallaruku...
(dreamy)
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Aana purileh..
(slight irritation)
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Vekkethe vithu thirumbi solren...
ennaku Nee venum Mama...
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Nee ingge illameh..
Ippadi thonethu..
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Ennaku onnum Purile Mama!

He thought he understood her then, how wrong he was.
True, he knew she was aroused.
He knew she wanted him...
But..
He failed to realise, this phase of intimacy between them is new.
She doesn't know how to handle this emotion without him.
He smiled at it.
How ignorant of him.

K Mindvoice : Cheh! Naa oru Loosu.. Ellathiyum panithu, aveleh thaniya thavikeh vithuthu vanthuthen.. 
Ithuleh ippadi phoneleh vere pesi ave manuse kedekeren...

When he heard her voice strangled with emotion.
Her want...
Her desire...
Everything was evident in her...

He looked at the time...1.25am..
He looked at the window...
Still raining heavily

He sighed!

K : Mullai...
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(smooch)

She scrunched his shirt, the pillow cover.

M : Po Mama... Ivlo solliyum...hmm..

K : athaan ivlo thooram vanthuthen'neh..
Innum vere engge'di pove?

M : hmm... Athan...
Avlo thoorathuleh irendum..
Ennaku...
Ingge...
Yen?..

He decided its his responsibility to explain to her, or at least try to explain.

K : thoorathuleh irenda?

M : athu... Sonnenleh....

K : ey.. Pondati...
Yen?
naa koodeh illathi unneke enne pudikata? 

M : appadi'nu sonnena?
Koodeh illathiyum pudikum..
Rombe...

She smiled shyly while poking his chest, the pillow.

K Mindvoice : Appadivaa valiki...

K : Yenn meleh inthe anbu...pasam... Ellam irukum leh?

M : hmm.. Iruku iruku.. Athuvum iruku..

K Mindvoice : aduthe bittu podevum..

K : aprem...
(Ehem) ...
Athu.. Hm..
Athaan..
Innomo solluvangge leh...
(ehem)..
Laaaa.....vu'nu
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athuvum..iruku thaaneh?
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(ehem)
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Naa...
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Ippoh..
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Un pakathele illathi'yum....
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Un...
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Manaseleh...
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Iruken'leh?
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Hmm?

She blushed at his affirmation of his feelings for her indirectly.

M : mm... Irukiye... (whispered)
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Manusuleh..
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Irukiye...
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Batrama...

His heart skipped a beat then, fluttered at her confirmation on her feelings for him.

K :.... appeh... Pakathele irunda thaan ippadi thonunomnu illeh'leh?
Illathiyum.. thonelam thaaneh?

He hoped he made sense.
Even the mere thought of each other may and can invoke such emotions in them.
Its normal and perfectly fine.
How else he's going to explain this to his innocent vixen.

She tried to absorb what he just asked her. It did make sense, but she still didn't understand one thing.

M : Mama! Seri... athulam seri... Aana... Ithu vere!

K : Aana.. Enna?
Enna vere...
Ellam onnu thaan..

Never in his wildest dream he thought, he would be having such discussions with her.
He of all person explaining about feelings and emotions, oh AND INTIMACY.
Life is pretty surprising, at least for him it is.

M : athu... Hmm... Athu...

K : enna di... Sollu..

M : illeh... Athu..
Neenge ippe ingge irenda..
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Appadi appadi.. Panuna...
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Ippadi ippadi... thonum...
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Aprem...
Aprem...
Hm..

K : aprem?

He think he knows where she is going with this..

M : aprem...
Enna nadakumnu theriyum..
(whisper)
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Enna pannuvighenu.... theriyum....
(breathy)

K : enna panuven?

This conversation is taking a very interesting turn as expected..

M :...... (blush)

K : hmm?

M : vilayadathe Mama....(nervous)

K : seri... Sollu.. Ippeh enna perchene unneke?
Athaan ellam theriyum solere...

He couldn't help to joke a little.

M : ayo! MAMA!
Nee ippeh ingge irenda enna panuve'nuh teriyum..
Aana..
Ippeh Nee pakathele illehyeh!
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Naa enna panneh?!

K Mindvoice : tho...kethutha!

He bit his lip and hit his forehead.

He let out a huge.... huge breath.

K Mindvoice : ippeh naa ivalku class eduknum poleh?
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KOLEHKAARI!!!

TBC..