There was knock at MG’s door… She gestured the visitors to come in… SR’s wife Pavithra (PH) and his daughter walked into MG’s room… NY hid herself behind her mother when MG smiled at her… “Amma… Naku Hindi radu… Anduke tanu tisukuvaccanu (Mujhe Hindi nahi aati… Isiliye ise saath le aayi hu)” PH said… “Amma ko Hindi nahi aata… Iska vaste mai saath mei aaya…” NY said… “Koi baat nahi… bolo… Kuch kaam tha??” MG asked… “E roju oorulo oka panduga undi… Miru kuda vastara?” PH asked… “Aaj village mei festival hai… Amma puchta hai tum aayega kya karke??” NY explained… MG thought for a while and then smiled… “Mai chalungi aap sab ke saath… Kab jana hai??” MG asked… “Sayantram 6 gantalu” PH replied… “Evening 6 baje…” NY translated for MG while she nodded… “Kani miru sampradayakamaina battalu dharincali… Mi daggara vunda??” “Traditional kapda pehena mangta… Tumhare pas hona aisa kapda??” NY asked… “Mai ne traditional clothes carry nahi kiye hai… I think mai nahi chal paungi fir aap logon ke saath…” MG replied with a frown… PH looked at NY for translation while NY explained her mother the situation… “Langa vodini vestara??” PH asked… “Half saree pehnega?? Andhra ka tradition hai…” NY said… “Lekin…” MG started but was cut off by PH, “Cintincakandi… Nenu araange cestanu…” “Amma arrange kar dega… Tum tension nako lena…” NY explained while PH nodded enthusiastically… MG could not deny her… “Nithya… nato ra… (Mere saath aaja…)” PH said and took rushed out of the room…
In the evening, MG accompanied PH and NY to the village temple… The scene was mesmerising… Little oil lamps were lit all around; enough to chase away all the darkness… Women were dressed in colourful sarees while girls had chosen vivid coloured half sarees… The men were all dressed in traditional attire with crisp silk shirts paired with lungis… The entire ambience was peaceful and soothing… She looked around to take in the view when she spotted SR with his men at the temple stairs… She knew it was a good chance to look for the laptop… She gestured MR to start with the plan… She moved ahead with PH and NY towards the outer sanctum of the temple… “Yeh sab kuch kya ho raha hai yaha??” she asked… NY translated the question for her mother… “Kutumbam santosanga undalaniki init pelli ein aadwalu pujalu cestaru…” PH answered… “Family happy rehna karke ghar ka married ladies puja karta hai…” NY translated… “Oh… Toh yeh unmarried ladkiyan kyu pooja kar rahi hai??” MG asked again while she noticed SR and his men have also come close by… “Manchi mogudu kalavadaniki…” PH answered… “Acha husband milna karke…” NY translated… “Miru kuda cestara pujalu??” PH asked… Before NY could translate, “Amma… Tum bhi yeh pooja karna… Tumko bhi acha husband milega…” SR said who had spotted the trio and approached them… “Ok… Mai bhi karungi pooja… Lekin pooja ki thali nahi hai mere pas…” MG said to which PH smiled and handed her a plate which NY had just got from the nearby stall… MG smiled back and accepted the plate…
MG moved ahead when AN crossed her path, “Mai hi mai ab tumhare khayalon mei hu, mai jawabon mei hu mai sawalon mei hu…” he sang… She glared at him but that did not deter him… “Hi Jaan…” he said with a flirty smile… “Mereko miss kar raha tha na… See… mai aa gaya…” he then looked at the plate in her hand and, “Tum pooja karega??” he asked… “Mai kuch bhi karu, tumhe usse kya matlab??” she said angrily… “Mereko matter nahi karega toh kisko karega… Tumko yeh pooja karne ka zarurat nahi hai…” he said with a smile… “Aur tumhe aisa kyu lagta hai??” she asked... “Mai mil gaya na tumko… Dekho mera taraf… Mai handsome hai, smart hai, intelligent hai… Bilkul clean heart hai mera… Mere jaisa acha husband tumko mil toh gaya… ab kaiko Venkateshwara ko trouble kar raha hai??” he flirted… “Main… aur tumse shaadi karungi… In your dreams…” she said with a mocking chuckle… “Tumko karna padega… Itna easily tum merese bhaag nahi sakta…” “Listen… Yeh humara personal matter hai… yaha tamasha karne ki zarurat nahi hai… Log disturb ho rahe hai…” she hissed… He chuckled… “Tamasha toh start ho gaya mera jaan… Aur tum kabse logon ka sentiment aur feelings ka fikr karne laga?? Tum toh apna 4inch ka heel ke niche logon ka feelings ko crush karta hai…” he said with anger lacing each word… “Dekho tum…” she began but was cut in between due to his penetrating, hungry gaze on her… “Dekh raha hai… Tum bohot hot lag raha hai is half saree mei…” he said eyeing her… His gaze halted on her waist peeking out of the dupatta that was wrapped around her… She noticed it and tried to hide it… “Are re… Kaiko hide kar raha hai… Bhul gaya kya?? Mai sab kuch pehle hi dekha hai…” he whispered audible enough for SR and his wife whose eyes bulged out in shock… But they chose to remain silent as the matter didn’t concern them… SR only wanted to get his land sold… MG turned red in anger and clutched her fist in an attempt to avoid slapping AN…
Meanwhile, MR and HR had reached the SR’s mansion… It was dark inside as everyone was at the temple… Taking advantage of the darkness, HR guided MR to the ledge below MG’s room… He signalled MR to take refuge in a dark corner… HR started his climb up towards MG’s balcony and soon landed in the balcony… He then started moving towards the Study room window slowly… He balanced himself on the little protruding outside the Study room window and pulled out a screwdriver… He slowly tried to unscrew the window while maintaining silence… Soon all the screws holding the window loosened and he slowly entered inside… He pulled out a search light and started looking for the laptop with the device ID MR had given him… It was hard to see in the low light as he had deliberately chosen a low-power light… When he couldn’t find the said laptop on the desk, he started looking for it in the cupboards… He found it in the last shelf and plugged the USB into it… He sent a message to MR and waited for his response… 15 mins later, MR had downloaded all the data from the laptop to his device and sent a message to HR… HR quickly unplugged the USB, placed the laptop in its original location and moved towards the window… He screwed the window back in place and swiftly climbed back to MG’s balcony… Just when he was about to climb down the balcony, he heard some noise inside the room… He quickly jumped down and hid in a dark corner… Both of them held their backs against the wall and moved out and swiftly ran through the fields towards the temple…
“Just shut up…” MG hissed while AN let out a chuckle… “Waise mera ek doubt hai… Land pe stay order aa gaya hai… Uska baad bhi tum idhar hai… Kaiko??” he said and pretended to think… “Ohh… ab samjha… Tum mere se dur nahi reh sakta… Iska vaste tum idhar ruka hai…” he flirted… HR came and stood in between AN and MG… He glared at AN but he replied with laughter… “Last time tumko kaisa patka tha bhul gaya?? No worries… Yaad dila dega mai…” AN said… HR pretended to charge towards him when, “Harish… Koi scene nahi create karna hai yaha…” MG warned… “Arjun just leave…” she hissed at AN… “Abhi ja raha hai mai… lekin itna easily tumko chodke nahi jayega… Tum jidhar jayega udhar mai aayega… Tumhara har kaam mai barbad karega… Tab tak jab tak tum mere se shaadi nahi banata… Ardhamainda (Samjha) ??” AN hissed, gave her a glare and left… “Urrgghhh…” MG let out a frustrated growl… She looked at MR while he nodded letting her know they were successful… She smiled inwardly as her plan was successful…
