Mounam pesiyathe - 6

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It's symposium day in another university, most of the students from her college went there,

Jeeva: Super ah iruku la.

She nodded.

Jeeva: Ne etha solra?

Madhu: Decoration.

Jeeva: Decoration ah?! Na antha ponna sonna.

She hit him.

Jeeva: Hey nejama nalla thaan iruka. Etha help pannen.

Madhu: Hmm. Pandrane. Poi una pathi thappu thappa solli avaluku help pandra.

Jeeva: Ne ena solra nu enaku purila. But kandipa etho villangama thaan solra.

She nodded.

Jeeva: Ne elam oru thozhi ah?! Oru ponna correct panna help panna maatra.

She glared at him.

Jeeva: Sari vidu vidu.

Rakesh: Yenna da discussion inga??

Rakesh joined them while Abimanyu and Guna walking ahead of them.

Madhu: Chumma.

Rakesh put his hand around her shoulder,

Rakesh: Unaku etha paiyan ah pudichi iruntha sollu.. Naanga help pandrom.

Her gaze moved to Abimanyu without any hesitation but composed herself and glared at Rakesh.

Rakesh: Hy anga paaru. Namma senior.

Prem: Hey

He came towards them.

Prem: Madhu, un kita konjam pesanum. Thaniya.

She looked at Abimanyu. He didn't look at her. He looked at her when her gaze moved to others,

Guna: Porathu na po.

She shook her head as no.

Prem: Madhu, oru 2 mins. Please.

She nodded and went with him. Before he could say something. She stopped him, she took out a paper,

Madhu: "Senior, neenga ena solla poreenga nu enaku theriyum. But enaku apdi entha ennamum ila. Enaku unga mela neraya respect iruku. But ithu venam senior. Please"

She gave that to them and looked at him like she is begging him to not say that. He smiled.

Prem: It's okay.

Madhu: Sorry.

Prem: Hey. No. No. It's okay. Ne yen sorry solra.

Madhu: Ungala hurt pannathuku.

Prem: It's okay. Konjam kashtama thaan iruku. Ipdi oru ponna miss pannitom nu. But I'll be okay. Don't worry. Na intha devdas type elam ila. Konjam practical.

She smiled.

Prem: Sari ne po. Un friends wait pandraanga.

She nodded and turned to go.

Prem: Oru nimisham.

She stopped and looked at him.

Prem: Unaku Abimanyu ah pudikum ah?! I mean unga rendu per kulla etha poitu iruka?!

She looked at Abimanyu who is standing with others and shook her head as no.

Prem: Are you sure?

She looked at him in confusion.

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