Chapter - 5

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"En Sir indha crush nu sonnanga handsome nu sonnanga oruthar kuda apdi lam illaye, ellam aged ah irukanga, en alavu illenaalum unga alavachum irukanumla" said Sarath sipping hot tea, seated in a road side shop. Both AK and Sarath were taking a break from their investigation, after interrogating all the 6 artists and could not even doubt anyone to be guilty. AK let out a smile, still being quiet, and sipping his tea. "Indha manusan ta poi joke adichen la enna sollanum" thought Sarath and continued to enjoy his tea.

[Her friend told that the artist must be handsome and crush material, but all are aged here, they cannot be handsome like me, at least they should be up to your level right][Its my fault for expecting you to enjoy my funny comment]

"Dei thambi inga enna panra" both AK and Sarath turned to find Sivaangi standing there with hand full of chips pockets and biscuits. She was wearing a casual t-shirt and track and her hair was irregularly combed to a messy bun. AK gave an expression as if "Are you really going to eat all this". Sivaangi as if reading his mind replied "Kannu vakkadhinga" and made a gesture removing evil eyes from her.

[Hey bro, what are you doing here][Don't cast evil eyes on me]

AK covered his mouth while smiling at her gesture and told "Unna apdi kupda kudadhunu sonnenla". "Neenga unga per eh sollalaye" said Sivaangi with a puppy face. "I am Ashwin Kumar and I am...." he stopped telling further and signaled Sarath not to mention anything more. Sarath, who was amazed on seeing the sudden change in mood of this otherwise strict officer, just nodded in assurance. 

[I told you not to call that][You did not tell your name]

"Ok Ashwineyy enga area la enna panringa" asked Sivaangi. "Unga area nu theriyadhu madam tea kudika vandhom" said AK, his face was glowing and appeared to be so happy. Sarath was really wondering, who this girl is and how can she cheer him up, by just her presence. He not  able to control his curiosity cleared his throat gaining their attention, who were in their own world looking at each other. "Sorry, idhu Sarath en colleague and idhu Sivaangi......" AK paused for a moment and said "Friend". "Paathale theriyudhu sir" Sarath replied in a sarcastic tone, but they are not in a mood to give any head to it.

[Ok Ashwineyy what are you doing in my area][I don't know its your area][this is Sarath, my colleague and this is Sivaangi][I guessed it on the first sight itself sir]

The chart holder AK was holding gained her attention, it was the drawing from crime scene and all the artists confirmed that they did not draw this and they are not aware of any "Mr.K". "Enna idhu ungalukkum idhukum samanthame illaye" smiled Sivu teasingly and took it from him, she opened and was going through the drawing, her face turned little serious and some kind of tension could be felt. "The artist should be a murderer" she said and placed it away. "Epdi ma solra" AK asked out of curiosity, Sivu let out a sigh and told "Artists usually draw which they love or which they felt so beautiful, on the day you saw me I was drawing a flower which I have not seen there before, I was drawn to it, I even forgot that the college was over, so this person is admiring and loving murder and blood, he should be murder or some crime related person for sure"

 [what is this, you have no purpose related to this][How are you sure]

"Okay Ashwineyy, mom will be worried byee" she made a cute wave with her little hand, AK somehow missed her already, he knows he should not get attached to her, it will only be a disadvantage and will block his thinking but it was not in his control. He took out a paper and wrote his number. "Please keep it, light ah unaku edho unna suthi thappa feel aana kuda give me a call" said AK, his tone was so caring and his concern could be felt. Sivu was confused as what could happen to her, still she did not want to disappoint him, she got the paper and placed it in her pocket, she smiled at him and left, AK could not take his eyes off her till she disappeared in the street corner. Sarath cleared his throat again to gain his attention and asked "What is next"

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