Shrinivasa made Rukmini to sit infront of him who just came out after taking bath.
" I brought something for you " He smiled keeping the Ilakallu saree he brought from Melukote.
The red texture of that special cloth made Rukmini more elated." Very nice.... I loved this" She squealed.
" For Satyabhama?" She asked before touching it.
Shrinivasa assured her with a smile.
" Go wear it " He sent her inside and sat making Jasmine strands.
Rukmini gave a fake cough to catch her husband's attention. Shrinivasa turned around to see Rukmini wearing the saree he brought for her and looking down with shy.
" Looks great on you.... Exactly like Mahalakshmi" pulled her cheek.
He then braided her hairs with his own hands and decorated it by those Jasmine strands made by him.
" Exactly like this, happily living together. That's all I wish for " He said pecked her forehead.
He took leave from her and headed towards the garden of Satyabhama. He knew she will be watering the plants there as always.
But on the way he met Suvarnavati.
" Shrini I am so happy for you now. You know Satyabhama is bit short tempered, her tongue slips sometimes, her words turns harsh. I don't say that she is right always. Her short temper is her enemy. In future if that causes any big differences please don't leave her hand. Scold her, beat her and punish her whenever she is wrong but do not leave her side. After me she has only you. No need of giving her the status of Queen concert just love her forever as you did always. It's my sincere request Shrini " Suvarnavati had a hard time in controlling her tears. She felt as if she was like bidding a farewell to her sister.
" Attige" He cupped her face and wiped her tears. " Once if anyone get's familiar with her na then they can't stop loving my Bhama. You don't worry Attige my wives aren't ordinary humans to create diffrences they are angels. They are the two faces of same coin and I promise that let it be a mere cloth or a status, my wives will get everything equally " Shrinivasa smiled.
He then headed towards Satyabhama who was watering her garden.
" My poor hardworking wife " He said wiping off the sweat from her face.
Satyabhama wore a sarcastic face and nudged him back.
" The Eesha bhattaru, I mean my Poojya Mavaiyya didn't taught you the way of expressing certain things I guess. How will he? Your roaming around the streets with your friends the whole time you spared time for none " He said passing the mug of water to her.
" You can't digest your food if you don't pull my father in our matter isn't it?" She chided him reciving a grin from her husband.
" Shameless" She muttered under her breath.
Shrinivasa held the green Ilakallu saree infront of her.
" For you. Go wear it " He grinned more brightly. Her face lit up all of a sudden.
" You got no hands or what? Dress up me by yourself then" She smiled.
" Have some shame. It's a garden not our room " Shrinivasa smacked her softly.
Satyabhama grunted and was about to pick up the water pot when Godavari entered the arena.
" Idiot " She grabbed the pot from Satyabhama.
" I told you not to lift heavy things. First of all who asked you do this? Careless" She scolded Satyabhama and then realised Shrinivasa's presence.
" Pardon me Chikka Rayare. I didn't see you " Godavari slipped away soon as possible.
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Sheetala Vahini ~ Freezing Winds Of Love
Historical FictionThere is a saying, Life is beautiful if we live with the person who love us than with whom we love. The person is Lucky then. So how about a person who gets both? Can he be called as the luckiest? This is what the state of our hero. Shrinivasa Na...