Mama's Love For His Kanmani

💙Climax❤️

"Amma.......! Amma........! Ada Kanmani!!!!" the 26 year old Madhuri yelled descending the stairs all decked up in a pink and white half saree with only irritation written on her face.

She left her hold on the skirt of her outfit and rushed towards the back space of the house hearing her mom who replied to her screams.

Madhuri reached the back space only to slap her own forehead to the scene in front of her.

Vishal, who has crossed half century of his existence just the present day, was seated on a high stool in the open space with only his dhoti covering his legs. Thaenmozhi was standing on a smaller stool placed behind him and was busy applying and massaging her husband's head with the warm oil.

Vishal: Aaahn......! Apdi dhaan! Nalla pannu.... Ahhh very good very good!

Vishal was speaking to her with his eyes closed enjoying his wife's little hands doing magic on his head.

Madhuri: Unga romance innuma mudiyala?

Madhuri questioned her parents placing both her hands on either side of her waist which made Vishal to open his eyes and Thaenmozhi to lift her head up.

Vishal's face bloomed bright like a flower looking at his daughter who was no less than a flower bouquet.

Vishal: Eyy kutta ponnu! Super dress-uh! Naan dhaan sonnen-la idhu nalla irukum-nu?

Madhuri: Divert pannadhinga appa!

Vishal: Naan edhume panla thangam! Ennachu sollu!

Madhuri: Evlo nerama amma-va koopduren! Sathame thara maatringa rendu perum!

Thaenmozhi: Sollu di! Enna venum? Aana varshathuku naalu vaati dhavani katti-tu neenga pandra aluchatiyam romba di!

Thaenmozhi said applying the oil and pressing Vishal's shoulders and arms making him close his eyes feeling relieved from the pain.

Madhuri: Dhavani-ku illa ma! Oruthi payasam panna poren-nu eppovo kitchen-kulla pona! Innum aala kaanum! Enaku pasikudhu ma!

Madhuri whined throwing her legs and arms just like her dad who smiled at her antics.

Vishal: Appa kaalailaye poori masala veliya irundhu vaangi vechi iruken paaru! Dining-la dhaan iruku! Thaen-uh, po di pulla-ku vechi kudu!

Thaenmozhi: Adhellam avale vechi saaptukuva, nee konjam amaidhiya iru mama! Po di, poori eduthu vechi saapdu po!

Thaenmozhi replied tapping his head with both her hands gently.

"Adhuku avasiyam illa!" the 26 year old brat entered with her hair tied in a messy bun, face dripping with sweat, in her father's loose shirt and his lungi which was lifted up and tied to her waist.

Madhuri: Yen di?

Darshini: Payasam ready!

She lifted her collars up while all the others looked at her in surprise.

Vishal: Parahh! Super super!

Darshini: Ayya, seekiram kulichitu vaanga! Payasam soodu aari poidum! Neenga seekiram kulichitu vandhinga-na adhukulla payasam gatti aaidum.....

Madhuri and Thaenmozhi were staring at Darshini in disbelief. Darshini was someone who had never ever boiled water in her entire life. But seeing her making a dessert and hearing the cooking logics from her, they were more than surprised.

Thaenmozhi: Aiyoo en pulla-ya idhu? Evlo ariva pesura en thangam! Mama, seekiram poitu kulichutu vaa po!

Vishal stood up and moved to the bathroom to get bathed while Thaenmozhi rushed inside with her daughter's behind her.