My Dear , Ashwineyy ! ✅

Chapter 22

Sivaangi's pov

I kept thinking about what Ashwin has told about Meena Aunty's assumption on me. I do understand that she's worried about her son but it's not fair blaming on me for the accident. My parents didn't blame Ashwin for it, they never will, then why should her ? I have to do something to fix it.

I quickly my phone and texted Ashwin.

"I'm coming over later, I have a plan to win her back". I sent.

Ash replied with "Okay 🧐".

I smiled to myself, I had the perfect idea or atleast I thought. I quickly got ready and hopped into my car. I drove about 30 minutes and I reached the store. Yes, my plan was to buy her a saree in her favourite colour and gift it to her, hopefully it should work.

I went to the saree section and browsed through almost all the sarees. I was tired of finding the perfect saree, but after an hour of searching I found it. I chose a gorgeous emerald green saree with really elegant borders and beadings. I'm was very sure she will like it. I paid for the saree and head out to Ashwin's house.

After a 20 minutes drive, I reached infront the house. I was nervous to go in than usual. Also I was tired from all the saree hunting. Finally, I got out of my car and rang the doorbell. I waited nervously with the saree bag in my hand. Meena aunty opened the door.

"Hi aun...," I opened my mouth to greet her.

The smile on her face worn out when she saw me. I left the the door open and walked away from the door. Without saying a word to me. I calmed myself. I went in and Ashwin was at the living room. I saw me and ran in to me for a hug. I gave him a side hug. Then, I told him the whole saree idea. He smiled and said,

"I'm astonishing by what you are going their for me".

I simply smiled and walked to the kitchen to give the saree to Meena Aunty. Ashwin followed me. She was there working on the blender.

"Aunty," I called her nervously with a shaky voice.

She turned and looked at me still with the grumpy face.

"Maa..", Ashwin tried to confront her.

"No, let me deal this", I whispered to him.

"Aunty I got this saree for you. It's emerald green, your favourite colour", I said while handing her the saree.

She stared at me for a little while. I gulped and looked at Ashwin.

"Maa take it", he said to her.

She received the saree. Me and Ashwin smiled instantly. But that wasn't it. She walked to the dining room with the saree and slammed it on the table.

"Maa", Ashwin furiously walked to the dining room.

I just waited outside the kitchen with tears rolling down my cheeks. I can hear their conversation crystal clear.

"Maa, what are you doing? She picked you this saree for hours. Why would you do that and hurt her?," Ashwin asked.

"She's trying to make me fall for tricks is it ? Then go tell her it won't work. I didn't like her since the first day. I accepted because you love her. And now the accident ? I couldn't take it anymore Ashwin. You're important to me. I seriously don't like her.", Meena aunty yelled.

"Maa she's not the reason for the accident. It was me who was driving", Ashwin tried to explain.

"I don't care about that. She's not lucky for you. That's all I can tell you. Then it's your wish", she said and walked away to the kitchen again. She gave me a deadly stare while walking away. I was still crying.

Then, Ashwin came and tried to comfort me. He hugged me and rubbed my back.

"Shivu please. Don't worry, I will talk to her", he gently said.

I broke the hug and wiped my tears.

"I'm going to talk to her", I said and walked in to the kitchen.

"Wait...Shivu", Ashwin followed me.

I went straight to Meena Aunty and started talking while still sobbing.

"Aunty...I don't know what else you think about me and I don't care about that. I love Ashwin more than anything. I will do anything for him. I love this family, I couldn't wait to be a part of it officially. And just so you know, I didn't cause the accident, even you know that. I don't know what's your grudge on me. But don't worry I'm not going to take away your son from you. I don't want him to suffer in the battle between you and me. So I'm not going to England with all of you...", I said.

"Shivu..", Ashwin tried to interrupt. I turned my hand to him indicating him to stop.

"I'm not marrying Ashwin", I said while tears dropping uncontrollably.

"Shivu, are you out of your mind ?," Ashwin yelled.

I didn't bother him, I ran out and hot in to my car and drove away, didn't give a chance for Ashwin to run after me. I cried all the way to my house. I parked my car and stayed in there for awhile. After awhile I finally had the courage to get out walked into my house wiping my tears. As soon as I walked in I noticed my parents were at the living room sorting our tickets to England. Amma quickly noticed my red eyes.

"Shivu, what happened? Have you been crying?", she came near me and caressed my cheek.

I couldn't control my tears. I broke down in front of them.

"What happened ma ? Did Ashwin say anything ?", Appa asked.

I shakes my head not able to talk.

"Then what happened? Please calm down", Amma gave me some water.

My eyes fixed on the tickets on the table. I saw my name on it. I took the ticket in my hand. I tore it into thousand pieces. My parents looked at each other shocked.

"Shivu what are you doing, please tell us what happened", Amma asked again.

I told them everything that happened while sobbing. Both of them looked at each other cluelessly not knowing what to do.

"I'm not coming ma, but please don't let Harrish and Saranya wedding stop. You all please go", I continued.

Amma asked me to take some rest in my room. I agreed and went lay in my room. After a while, she entered the room with a plate of food. She fed me some food and I ate it for my mom.

"Ashwin's here", Amma said casually.

"Since when ?", I asked in shock

"It been a little while", she said

"Please ma, I don't want to him anymore. He's gone through alot for me", I said.

"He's not alone", Amma continued.

"Then, who's with him ? Saranya ?", I asked.

"No, his mother", Amma replied.

"What ? Meena aunty ? How come ?", I asked in total shock.

To be continued...