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It is an hour and half past lunch time. I refused to take lunch for him today and probably won't again.
No call from him or anything. I sigh as i stare at the ceiling of my room. Yeah, my room. I stay in my room except for the night time where I sleep on his bed with a pillow seperating us.
That is when I hear a knock on my door. I adjust my saree before opening it, coming face to face with maama's chest before i look up at him.
"Kovama ? (Are you angry ?)" He asks, his face straight.
"Mmhmm" i hum no.
"Mayilu...." He drags.
"What ? You want me to come and do the same stunt with Jay again ?" I ask, getting to the point.
He sighs as he looks at me with pleading eyes.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you" he says, coming closer making me step back which causes him to sigh.
"Mayil..." he drags, standing in the same place, looking at me, waiting for me to give an answer.
"I just want to know why you are not putting any efforts or thinking of giving our marriage a chance" I say.
"You are too young for me and I have never seen you in such a manner" he says repeating the same thing again.
"What do you mean you have never seen me in such a manner" I ask.
"Mayil you were like a child in this family, the youngest while I was the oldest. I have always seen all of you as my responsibility. Never did I once imagine myself marrying any of the cousins let alone the youngest. In my eyes, I am still disappointed that you weren't sent to college for higher studies like the other cousins seeing that me and my father's only main goal was to make education available for all the youngsters. Now, I have end up marrying you and ruined your life and future. It is like me supporting the idea of youngsters not having a college degree and it is simply opposite to the principles by which I lead my life. By accepting you as my wife now means I am simply just ruining your life further. Please understand my inner turmoils. What has conspired is wrong and i blame that on myself for getting drunk without anyone around" he says with such sincerety, helplessness and shame that it makes my heart ache for him.
"Maams, if that is what bothers you then i will go to college. Get a degree, heck ! Maybe even a job. Will you at least try to accept me after that ? It will take around three to four years, it will give you time to prepare your mind and mine. That is all I ask for. If you aren't able to see me like that even after those four years then i will not disturb you and you can feel free to divorce me" I say making him look at me with shock.
"What do you mean ? Will you be able to do all that ?" He asks.
"Of course. If that is what it takes to not ruin your virtues and will make you consider giving me a chance then I can do it without a second thought" I say.
He sighs as he takes a seat on the chair while i stand with my back on the wall, waiting for his answer. After five whole minutes he stands up.
"Alright, I will take care of all your fees. Choose whatever degree you like. And at the end of these four years until you get a job, I will not disturb you in any ways. I will convince the family to let you take your room so that you will be able to concentrate on your studies. Divorce is a big word Mayil. It is okay if I stay unmarried, i already have the duty to take care of the family. But for you, it is not the same story. I won't be able to see you in such a condition. You are a good girl di, if you can do this much for me, why wouldn't i be able to accept you ?" he says with a kind and admiring look in his eyes, for the first time in his life making my heart do a flip before i hug him.
"Thank you so much maams" I say before pulling away from the hug.
"Now go and start choosing, tell me when you are ready with the college and degree, I will take care of the proceedings" he says, placing his hand ontop of my head and giving my hair a ruffle while smiling before going out of the room.
That evening after maama revealed everything to the family and convinces everyone, my cousins help me with choosing the degree and college. I decided to study in maama's college itself because they have the best teachers. Maama never forced anyone to join in his college but all of us did because we know how much of quality education he provides.
The next morning I tell him my choice.
"Sure aa ?" he asks.
"Pakka" I say.
"You'll have your seat within a week. Make good use of it" he says before walking away.
As said by him, I was in the college within a week, surprisingly i got along with my classmates since most of them were from around here.
Maama and I were back to normal, I stayed in my room and him in his. That was before the function in which my thaali will be rearranged.
It was awkward for both of us but managed to get through the function.
During lunch time i would sit by the window of maama's office and check him out. He is just too handsome !
I can do nothing but glare at the girls who ogle him, resisting the urge to punch their noses. Like, he is a married man for godsake !
The year just passes by smoothly. My cousins help me a great deal with my studies. Maama overlooks and gets information from them instead of me. Though we are back to normal, he keeps his distance from me, making me lose the guilty pleasure of feeling him close to me since he is more aware now.....
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