Kanimozhi
I rush towards my room and lock it from inside, crying my heart out at the pain he inflicted on me. How could my loving Parthi mama turn into such a monster!? I had never seen him become furious and now he not only slapped me...but talked wickedly to my aunt and harm my cousin.
How could my sweet mama act like this?
All the memories of me with my mama were of him being caring towards me and witnessing his new side has me feeling crushed.
It really pains my chest that he is not someone that I thought he was. I don't like mean people and those who hurt others using words or actions. My mama has done both of them and I can't help but become disappointed at him.
"Mozhi! Open the door, let me explain..." He bangs the door and I shiver at the sharpness in his words.
"Mozhi ma, let me in. I want to speak with you," his voice suddenly becomes gentle, similar to the one he always used on me. I reckon for a few seconds before unlocking the door.
"I'm sorry Mozhi," he tries to touch my cheeks but I back off and look away, trying to control my tears and showcase my hatred for him.
"Mozhi, they really aren't nice people. They would have destroyed your life If I had let you go with them. Trust me ma," I stand unresponsive, not convinced by his persuading.
"Have you ever wondered why your mother never said a solid decision to your aunt regarding your marriage with your cousin?" I slowly look at mama. He is right. Mom never answered to aunt whenever she would talk about marrying me off to her son. She would just skip the conversation with 'let them grow up first'
"Because she knew about your aunt's true self Mozhi," I perk up at mama with an unsettling expression. "Promise?" I forward my palm and mama swiftly places his palm over mine.
"Then marry me off to another person as soon as possible!" I demand seriously which has my mama turn perplexed. "You are just eighteen. No marriage until you're 23," he seethes out.
"If I marry at 23, then you will waste around 5 years in the name of taking care of me. You always find some silly reasons to stay single and now you have me as a cause to not marry and I cannot let that happen. One of Mom's wish is to see you lead a happy life with your family, fulfill it mama," Mama's face becomes pale at my utterances.
Mother and my grandparents had tried to cajole mama to find a girl but he never gave in, stating some illogical reasons. He is never enthusiastic about marriage and I sometimes dispute with myself If it's perhaps because he loved someone dearly and she broke his heart?
I'm not sure but it's one of my assumptions.
"My life is not for you to worry about Mozhi. This is ridiculous that you want to marry because I wouldn't in case If you don't! And are you sure that I would agree to marry If you are married off at this tender age?" I blink at him, taken aback by his rudeness. He is being reasonable but I'm not used to his roughness that my heart pricks at his manner of speech.
"Why won't you marry mama?" I want to see him create a family for himself and be happy. Mother says it often.
"That's none of your business Mozhi! Just pack your stuff. We are moving out," his tall and manly self swirls his back to me and he saunters out of my room.
"I won't move out unless you agree to marry. I need an athai (referring to his prospective spouse)" I see him fisting his hand and I gulp as he looks at me over his shoulder.
"Not happening in this life of mine Mozhi," I stare at him, utterly dubious.
"I'm not going to move out of this house unless you marry someone," I say as a matter of fact and close my room door on his back.
I trail against the door and settle down on the floor, sighing a distressed breath out. Why is he so stubborn to marry?
He is already 33! But still, he looks very handsome and so it's not a big deal for him to gain a good alliance.
Mama is a brown-skinned man with a beard and mustache that is trimmed perfectly to connect with each other and he has a beautiful smile and striking eyes. However, the most wonderful thing about him is his heart and character.
He has his flaws but that's what makes him a human...
Anyways...the girl he marries will be the most luckiest girl in this whole world.
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