𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝔸𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕊𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕤

° CHAPTER 77

Revealed
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Yenna nadhakudhu inga?

Meenakshi aggrieved asked, she had been restless, like everything was spinning to her when she saw her daughter and son-in-law enter the house in a very disturbed state. She knew something was wrong but she couldn't understand why no one would tell her. They had straightly let the couple go to their room, ignoring Meenakshi.

Venkatesh made an attempt to soothe Meenakshi, witnessing the turmoil gripping his wife's heart. Meenakshi's restless demeanor painted a vivid picture of her motherly concern, her instincts screaming that something was amiss.  Meenakshi couldn't simply sit back and wait; her daughter's well-being was at stake. The disheveled state of Tara's appearance, coupled with the somber atmosphere, fueled Meenakshi's anxiety, making it nearly impossible for her to stay calm.

As Vikram entered the room, he walked over to Tara, who was perched on the edge of the bed, in fresh clothes after her bath, her knees drawn up to her chest. The atmosphere was heavy with unspoken emotions, and Vikram, feeling the weight of the moment, reached out to gently touch Tara's legs. 

She looked up at him, exhausted as he sighed

Tara, un amma kitta unmaiya sollanum

Tara looked up at Vikram, her face etched with concern and uncertainty. Vikram, sensing her inner turmoil, nodded,

Tara, nee idhulerndhu veliya varanumna you have to face it, adhuku nee yaar'ku indha vishiyam theriya kudhathu'nu bayapadhriyo, avangakitta neeye sonnadhan mudhiyum.

Vikram gently asserted.

Vikram, she will hate me

Tara whispered, her voice laden with fear and regret.

She's your mom, Tara. Can't you see the way she is changing herself for you? She deserves to know

Appo avanga sonna madhiriye nadhandhuruchu'nu solli enna yedhuvum seiya vidha maatanga. Work'ku poga vida maatanga, drive panna vida maatanga-

Tara lamented, her anxieties pouring out. Vikram, wanting to calm her restless thoughts, cupped her face, offering a tender smile.

You are an independent, strong woman, Tara. Avanga sonnalum adhu unna stop pannadhu, na vida maaten. 

 Appo yedhuku na solanum? Na solla maaten

Tara said, her unease still apparent. She snuggled closer to Vikram, seeking solace.

Because that is the reason you feel bad that this happened to you. Un amma've unna accept panika maatanganu unnaku thonum podhu, velila matavangalum unna apdhidhan papanganu unaku thonudhu. Nee apdhi illanu purinjikira varaikum, nee idhulerndhu velila vara mudhiyadhu papa.

Vikram explained, his words carrying both wisdom and comfort. Tara, absorbing his perspective, remained silent, contemplating his words. Vikram, sensing her internal struggle, proposed a solution.

Apdhi unaku bayama irundha na solren, avanga unkitta kandhipa keppanga appo na un pakathula iruken. Na pesuren. Seriya?

Tara looked up at Vikram, he was ready to speak for her despite when it should be her who should do it. Maybe this is the right time, because even if they don't what else were they going to tell? Meenakshi deserved to know anyways. Tara hugged Vikram's arm and nodded her head.

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As Meenakshi caught sight of Vikram approaching, a spark of hope ignited in her eyes. She stood up, anticipating that perhaps he would offer some explanation, some solace to the turmoil brewing within her. However, to her surprise, Vikram exchanged a nod with Venkatesh, Meenakshi's husband. Venkatesh sighed, sensing the need to step in, and gently placed a comforting hand on his wife's shoulder, coaxing her to meet his gaze.