Prep
>>>>———— ♥️ ————<<<<Idhae?
(This?)Neha's cousin questions her as she shows her the saree she'd chosen to drape for the day - Bride Seeing Ceremony.
Neha nods her head as she puts the outfit on her bed and walks to take out the accessories she had already kept aside.
athe enthukondu, athu nallathalle?
(Yes, why? Isn't that nice?)ithu valare lalithamaanu
(It's very simple, chechi)Neha simply smiles, tu her this was more than enough for a groom whom Neha is quite sure is the least concerned about what she's wearing.
Plus she needed some sorts of comforting attachment and this was the best choice since Neha's not best at sharing her jitters with others.
Njaan poyi kulichittu varaam
( I'll go have a bath)Neha casually says ignoring her cousin's remarks towards her choice of dressing as she heads to the bathroom.
Chechi, njangal evide siddhaarthinekkurichaanu samsaarikkunnathu! ningal mikachathaayi kaananam!
( Sis, we are talking about Siddharth here! You should look great!)
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His wardrobe is his most precious place to him. Some of the clothes, shoes and watches even costs a lot because they were customized or brought from overseas. Even so, none of them meant nothing, I repeat Nothing in front of Vasundhara unless they had a flamboyant bright color or at least a flower pattern on it.
Siddharth stands in front of the mirror after numerous of shirt changes and his mother is finally satisfied with the one he is wearing now.
Yethanayo thadava paartha ponnuku yedhuku ivlo arpatham?
( Why all this fuss for a girl I've seen so many time?)
He knew not even the bride herself wouldn't be making this much fuss.
Apdiye potten'na!
( Don't make me hit you!)
Siddharth retreats back when Vasundhara raises her hand at him,
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