𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝔸𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕊𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕤

° CHAPTER 74

Visitors
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Vanga, Vanga! Tara!

Vikram's warm voice resonated through the house as he welcomed Venkatesh and Meenakshi at the door. Tara, her hair neatly clipped back, emerged from her room, exchanging warm greetings with her parents.

Meenakshi's eyes wandered around the house, and this time, free from the hustle of wedding rituals, she could truly appreciate the details. The house spoke volumes about Tara's taste - her favorite colors adorned the walls, cherished plants brought vibrancy, and on a glass shelf, a collection of fairy sculptures caught Meenakshi's eye. They were Akshara's cherished possessions, lovingly preserved by Vikram, seamlessly integrated into the decor by Tara. In a poignant tribute, Akshara's picture adorned the wall, adorned with fresh flowers, adding a touch of remembrance and continuity to the home.

Yenama suthi suthi pathutae irukae? Va vandhu utkaru

Tara called out to her mother, gently coaxing her to join them on the couch. Lost in her thoughts, Meenakshi moved towards the living room, where she discovered Vikram graciously serving beverages to Venkatesh. Meanwhile, Tara was diligently arranging an array of snacks.

Meenakshi, sitting with her daughter and son-in-law, couldn't help but notice the remarkable change in Vikram. In the hustle and bustle of the recent days, she had overlooked the sincerity behind his claim of transformation for Tara. Now, as she tuned into the present moment, the signs of change were glaringly obvious, as if they had always been there.

The Vikram she once knew was a rare visitor in his own home. When present, he was characterized by shyness, often occupying the same space without much conversation. In those times, he would allow Akshara to take the lead in family interactions. However, the man before her now was a stark contrast. He wasn't just physically present; he was an active participant in the familial exchange.

While respecting the space for Tara to connect with her parents, Vikram didn't fade into the background. Instead, he embraced the moment, laughing, smiling, and generously sharing his attention with everyone around him. The change was undeniable, and Meenakshi couldn't help but appreciate the positive evolution in Vikram's demeanor.

Vikram was smiling to something Tara said when he felt a strong gaze on him, he looked up to find Meenakshi smiling at him but instantly looked away, Vikram refrained from frowning but was surprised. Him and Meenakshi had never been in talking terms, they rarely exchanged but a few words.

Tara stood up to take the snack plates away, before Vikram could join her Meenakshi decided to help and as the two women walked away, Venkatesh scooched closer to Vikram and whispered,

Doubt'eh illa, unna gavanikadhan vandhuruka

Vikram frowned at Venkatesh,

Yen uncle?

Nee munna madhiri Tara'vayum thaniya vitutu vitutu yengayum poiriya, avala nall pathukuriya'nu check panradhuku

Vikram chuckled, a sound that resonated with the contrast of his current life compared to the earlier years when he was married to Akshara. In those times, he was a struggling photographer, grappling with the challenges of making a mark in his profession. Akshara's presence aside, the demands of numerous projects left him with little time at home. There were no designated off-days; every day was a workday.

Now, the scenario had evolved. Vikram found a measure of stability, allowing him to take occasional days off and spend them at home with his wife. Presently, he co-managed a photography academy with a friend, and their commitments to only crucial projects allowed for a more balanced and flexible schedule. The shift marked not only a change in his professional life but a transformation in the way he approached the balance between work and home.

On the other hand,

Check pandriya?

Tara stood in the kitchen, a hand confidently placed on her hip while the other rested on the counter, ready to embark on an interrogation. Meenakshi, however, was unfazed, offering a nonchalant shrug as she wiped her hands on a kitchen towel. Tara, not one to be easily outdone, shot her mother a skeptical look. Yet, behind Meenakshi's casual demeanor, a subtle smile betrayed her true feelings - she wouldn't admit it outright, but the banter, the familiar arguments with Tara, were moments she had missed more than she cared to admit.

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Unga amma yenna spy panna dhan vandhurukangalam

Vikram whispered, his head found a comfortable spot on her chest, her gentle fingers tracing soothing patterns through his hair.

The room told tales of their past few hours - clothes strewn about, bed sheets tousled. Yet, even in this intimate setting, Vikram retained a hint of secrecy in his hushed tones. After all, the walls lacked soundproofing, and Tara's parents peacefully slept in the adjacent room.

Tara smiled at him,

Naan dhan sonnen'lae

Unga family'oda criminality, unga family'ku dhan theriyudhu lae?

Tara's playful glare met Vikram's sheepish smile. She pinched his cheek teasingly, following it with a gentle kiss. In the tranquil space, they lay in comfortable silence for a fleeting moment before Vikram broke it with a sudden question,

Tara

Hmm?

Na unna nalla pathukurenna?

Tara chuckled and looked down at him,

Idhenna kelvi?

Sollen

Vikram probed,

Nalladhan pathukurae

Yevlo nalla?

She then held his face between her palm,

Na yellathukum unnadhan thedi varen, andha alavuku

Vikram smiled satisfyingly before they shared their usual good night kiss and fell asleep.

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The story won't end withot giving a proper closure to Sam and Meenakshi, it was supposed to be within chapter 75 but under some of your requests decided to expand and give some romances. However next chapter is a crucial one so need all your supports.

Also, like all our other completed stories, I will always give bonus chapters as well.