Day before engagement day,
Anjali's pov: Few people went the day before to help them with the arrangements that was me, shiva, chandru, Govind, and mani. We were doing few decorations. That's when Gowtham came with his brother. He didn't expect me there.
Gowtham: Hey ellarum inga ena pandreenga?
Anjali: Chumma help pannalaam nu vanthom.
Gowtham's brother: Yaaru ivanga?
Anjali: Na Anjali, maapla oda athai ponnu. Ivanga elam maapla oda thambis.
Gowtham's brother: Na aravind. Ivanoda brother.
Aravind: Na etha help panna va?
Anjali: Ila parava Ila. Ivanga inga decoration paathupaanga. Na terrace pora. Anga decorate pannanum.
Gowtham: Naangalum help ku varom. Polaam ah da?
He asked his brother. He nodded.
In terrace,
Anjali's pov: We were talking about some random topics and aravind is really a sweet person.
Suddenly,
Gowtham: Baby antha balloon pump enga?
Anjali: Un pakathula thana da iruku.
We realized and looked at Aravind. He was shocked.
He stood up and folded his arms.
Aravind: Care to explain?
Gowtham: Sorry she is my girlfriend.
He said and still we didn't look at him.
Aravind: Seriously, you thought I'll not accept. Enaku un sandhosham thaan da epavum mukkiyam.
Gowtham smiled and looked at her. She was looking at him nervously. He found what she was about to do.
Gowtham: Don't.
She shaked her head as No.
Anjali: I want to tell you something.
Aravind: Yes!?
Anjali: En appa peru Ramakrishnan.
Aravind: What!? Entha Ramakrishnan?
Anjali: Neenga nenaikara Ramakrishnan thaan.
He widened his eyes.
Her hands were shivering.
Gowtham intertwined his hand with hers.
Gowtham: Anna, please. Iva romba nalla ponnu anna. Ava Appa maathiri Ila. Enaku Iva na romba pidikum.
He went near them.
Aravind: Engaluku kovam un appa mela thaan. Un amma romba nallavanga. Ne unga amma maathiri irupa nu nambara. But appa ah epdi samalika poreenga nu enaku therla.
He patted her head and went.
She hugged Gowtham and cried. He kept rubbing her back.
Anjali: Enaku romba happy ah iruku Gowtham.
Gowtham: Ne romba emotional aagita baby.
Anjali: Unnala thaan da.
Gowtham: En?
Anjali: I was afraid to show my emotions. Ipo apdi ila, un kita yosikaama ennala naan ah iruka mudiyuthu.
Gowtham: I'll take that as a compliment.
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Love is a losing game (Completed)
RandomIt's a love story between Anjali and Sriram. For Anjali, it's love, true love. For Sriram, maybe it's not. does he have any other intention? Did he really fall for her in the process? will he be able to regain her trust if she knows the truth?
