Pesa Madanthaye

Arai Nodi Pirivu...!!!

M : Naalu mani thaane.......... night thaane kelambuvigha.......

K : Unkuda apti irunthuttu, udane unnai thaniya thavikka vittu poga soltriyadi...

Nothing was said, she quietly wiped away the tears and kissed him on the forehead and tried to leave him...

Yet, he hugged her tightly without letting go..

K : Kovama da...

M : hukum...

She hugged him more tightly and cried...

M : Solla therilanga...

In the warm embrace, the two were forgetting the times and embracing...

As soon as her crying subsided, he looked at her, hiding the pain in his eyes..

He placed his hands on her cheeks...

Mullai breath stalled out somewhere between her throat and chest...

M : Oru mathiri.....

Leaning in her, he pressed his lips against her forehead, dropping a kiss that squeezed her heart into slush...

This kind of kiss will be enough for them...

And Mullai's eyes drifted shut as his lips lingered against her skin...

It shows love and pain...

K : Ennala unna apti than vittu poga mudiyuma.. illa vittu pona nethan thaanguviya... Ithukkagava ivlo naal wait pannom...

Unnai enakku tharappa unnai en nenjoda irukkama anaichukkanum... Velagama.. ipti ellam nadanthapram thaniya vittu poga illada...

He kisses her once more, on the lips this time...

It can say more than words...

He was filled with an air of comfort and triumph, he was there when she needed it..

M : Puriyuthunga neenga pakkathula illama........paithiyame pudichurum...

And he was tiny happy that nothing bothered her anymore

K : Kastama irukka...

M smiling : Na ungalukkaga kaathuttu iruppen.. seekkiram vanthu enna kuptu poidunga..

Na ungalaiye nenaichuttu....... iruppenu nyabagam vechukkonga...

An answering smile drifted across his tanned face...

It shows he really is that into her...

A small things that mean a lot...

Enough for them...

Cute talks...

Tight hugs....

Long replies...

Holding hands...

And kisses on the forehead...

M whispers : Ithellam romba miss pannuven...

A small smile came out of his lips when he heard it..

He was happy, that she was happy, she was happy so he was happy..

For concealing herself from the wicked eyes of melancholy, she tightly hug reverie and melt into its fragrance on intertwining with it as a twinkling soul...

Perhaps, the fragile beginning of love..

With that love they became weak...

K : Vaarthiyala velipaduthuratha vida unkuda vaazhanumnu thonuthu...