《Yours from Birth》Chapter-16
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Writer's pov;
The golden sun peaked out of its cocoon, spreading its color on the mid-blue sky, slowly hiding those twinkling stars on its way while the birds chirped, waking their young once for the day ahead as the owl and bats returned to their home after completing their night duty.
In contrast to the calm outside, the house bused with the rustling of clothes and vessels as the family rushed, getting things ready for their departure to prathyuksha's marriage. The ladies busied themself in final checking the things as the men cleaned the car while the cousins got ready, running from room to room in search of an empty bathroom.
"So, no one is going to give me a bathroom for bathing?" Vihana shouted at no one in particular as she huffed, sitting down on the couch.
"Now, why are you shouting? it's your fault that you woke up late." Vihaan smirked at his twin as he entered his parent's bathroom with his change of cloth in his arms while she scowled, cursing him in her mind.
"Vihana, you didn't bathe yet?" Lakshmi glared at her granddaughter who sat on the couch, scrolling through her phone simply.
"No bathroom is free."
"That is why I said you to bathe before all. Now you are going to take an hour to bathe and another hour to get ready." Radha exclaimed, wheeling the suitcase to the living room. The wedding is tomorrow only but they have to go to the perform the bride side's ritual today.
"Who obey me, huh? What did you say yesterday, young lady? I will get wrinkles if I sleep late, who is looking beautiful now? Look at you still in dirty clothes and unwashed face." Lakshmi laughed, flaunting her new silk saree as she adjusted her saree pleat while vihana rolled her eyes inwardly at her grandma's so-called 'getting back at her.'
"Haan, haan! I take back what I said. You are very beautiful and not old." Vihana raised her hands in defeat as Lakshmi smiled gleefully, hearing her praise, to which Radha showed her thumbs up to her good work. If vihana is too counter-back for that, the fight will surely prolong for the whole day, spoiling both of their moods.
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"Vihana, go to my bathroom, look Hari came out." Sakthi motioned toward's her room, to which Vihana looked at her aunty's room to see freshly showered Hari coming out, wiping his hair with a towel.
His figure is clad in a red shirt and a dark blue jean, the redshirt stuck to his wet chest giving a peek a boo of his hard chest and don't even start with his jean, the blue jean fitted snuggly around his strong legs, totally showing the result of those days he spent on the gym. In other words, we could say he looked like a total hot snack.
Taking a deep breath, Vihana slowly walked forward with her clothes in her hand, her heart started beating fast as she neared the room. Obvious to anything happening around him, Hari stood wiping his hair, standing before the mirror. Even though the door is open, Vihana knocked lightly on the door to get his attention.
Hari turned around to see his girlfriend on the threshold with a shy smile dancing on her lips.
"Why are you even knocking Viha? Come in."
"Can you please go out? I have to get ready." Vihana mumbled, avoiding his eyes as he looked at her with those beautiful dark eyes of his. Her palm felt clammy as he moved forward to stand before her.
"Huh, Pardon?"
"I have to get ready."
"So?"
"I have to use the restroom, so can you please go out?"
"What if I don't?"
Vihana gasped, looking at him wide-eyed at his open flirting. It is the first time he flirted with her. Even when he proposed to her, he was so straightforward and direct. Without beating around the bushes, he professed that he loves her and wishes to marry her.
And that was all taken Vihana to fall for him head over heels.
"I-" Vihana shuttered, blinking her eyes rapidly not knowing how to respond to his sudden flirting while Hari admired her adorable expression, her chubby cheek glowed with blush as her eyes twinkled in love with that dawn shy smile on her lips. The urge to hug her overwhelmed him but he just chuckled and patted her head gently.
"Vihana, why are you still standing there? Hari, you get ready in your room. Vikram came out." Sakthi ordered, entering the room with a bunch of silk saree.
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"Okay, maa." Hari nodded, moving out of the room not before winking at vihana on his way.
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"Did everyone come? and Where is Vikram?" Lakshmi inquired, looking around the car if everyone has settled. They are already late by an hour, courtesy to Vihana getting ready.
"Oh, He said that he forgot to take something, so he went up" Hari replied, opening the passenger door for Vihana, he waited till she got settled, and then he closed the door carefully and sat on the driver seat.
Harshitha's phone vibrated, indicating a WhatsApp message. Unlocking her mobile, she opened the chat,
/Harshitha
Why? Everyone's waiting for you.
Vikram, everyone is ready and waiting for you in the car! We are already late. Our parents left just now.
Harshitha blushed, locking her mobile screen. She has to do something and she knows for sure Vikram will not come down until she goes there.
As if reading her mind, her grandpa asked anyone to go and call Vikram down as they are getting late.
"I'll go thatha." Harshitha got down from the car and walked inside the dark house quickly.
(thatha-Grandpa)
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"Vikram!" Harshitha called out, entering the living room as she looked around for any traces of him.
Her phone vibrated indicating an incoming call, she looked down at her phone to see Vikram calling.
"Where are you?"
"Vikram, don't play"
She looked at her phone in disbelief as he straight away hung up after ordering her to come up. Cursing him at her mind, Harshitha climbed up, hitching her skirt up in one hand and her wallet in the other hand.
"I came, come out, and why the hell this hallway is so dark?" She spoke, clutching her wallet to her chest as her voice echoed in the empty dark hallway.
She opened her wallet to take out her phone but dropped it as suddenly someone hugged her from behind.
"Vikram!!" Harshitha whispered, calming her racing heart as Vikram's hand squeezed her waist gently.
"Bayandutiya." He whispered back, pecking behind her ear.
(Did I scare you?)
"Aprm, evlo time unkita solren ipdi sudden ah hug pannatha nu." She scolded, removing his wandering hands off her waist to which Vikram groaned, embracing her again.
(Then, how many times did I tell you not to hug me from behind suddenly)
"Okay, sorry baby." Vikram apologized, grabbing her hand and kissing her Mehandi-filled palm.
"So, this why you called me here?" She questioned indicating to his arms that were around her in a tight hug.
"Half yes, half no." Vikram chuckled softly, turning her around and captured her lips in a sweet kiss. She responded equally by pulling him closer while his right hand angled her face correctly as they kissed passionately.
Harshitha patted his shoulder once her breathing became hard, he pulled back as they breathed hard to catch their breath.
"You are so beautiful, my beautiful goddess." He looked at her in fascination as her lips pulled up in a beautiful smile with her eyes still closed.
"Mama, why are you so sweet yet cringy?" She placed her hands on his face and pulled him closer, hugging him in a bone-crushing hug. She may not be expressive as him in verbal aspects but she loved him increasingly as each second tickled.
"I know baby Wait- what did you say?"
"You are so cringy!" She exclaimed, running away as he chased her down the hallway.
"Harshitha wait!" She stopped on her steps as she heard him call her by full name. Vikram calling her by full name only happens for two reasons either he is angry at her or he is being serious.
In two long strides, he was standing before her, gathering her into his arms again, he spoke seriously "Don't be afraid today, and be with Vihana itself. Please don't go wandering around baby. If Siddharth sir revealed our love tomorrow, don't panic and cry, okay?"
"Hmm," She nodded.
"I heard that the bastard is also coming so please don't go anywhere separately, I can't be with you all the time baby so, you guys have to be careful." He stroked her cheek gently and leaned down, softly kissing her flushed cheeks.
"Okay."
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"Athai, Mama, I want Harshitha's hand in marriage." Hearing his sentence, the whole room went into pin-drop silence. Harshitha's breathing became frantic as she tried to digest what's happening here.
(Aunt, uncle)
"No way I hell I will allow that." An angry voice boomed, breaking the silence as they looked at.....
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