A truth for a lie
>>>>———— 🍀 ————<<<<Aryan couldn't help but stifle a laugh as he observed the expressions on Saravanan, Rakshan, and Pugazh's faces when they entered his cabin, clearly agitated. He motioned for Ramachandran to leave, indicating that they needed privacy. As the door closed behind him, Aryan leaned back in his chair, a mischievous glint in his eyes, ready to address whatever had stirred up his friends' ire.
Yenna vishiyam?
Yenna vishiyama? Yennadha panni vechirukae nee?
Na yenna pannen?
Aryan nonchalantly shrugged in response to Pugazh's question, then rose from his seat and ambled over to the coffee maker. His movements were casual, betraying none of the tension brewing from his friends.
Nethu Agni veetuku poi nee yenna panlae?
Rakshan's inquiry hung in the air, but Aryan remained stoic, his focus intent on brewing coffee for himself and them.
Yendha unga rendhu per'ahyum serthu veika nanga naai padha alanjitu irukom, nee paathuku poi kozhandhaikaga dhan pannen'tu vandhurkae?!
Aryan sighed in response to Saravana's question, his shoulders slumping ever so slightly. He turned around, gesturing for his friends to help themselves to the coffee he was preparing. With practiced nonchalance, he continued,
Ama, sonnen. Adhu apdhiye irukattum
The trio followed Aryan into the suite, their confusion evident in their expressions. They watched as he slumped onto the couch, exhaustion etched on his face. Unable to contain his frustration, Saravanan spoke up, his tone laced with concern and reproach.
Loosa da nee? Loosu payale!
Aryan sat in silence for a moment, collecting his thoughts before responding. The trio waited patiently, their earlier frustration replaced by a genuine concern.
Yenna dhan da mudhiva irukae?
Agni'ku na venamndhra mudhivula iruken
Yen da?
Aryan felt his words stumble.
She deserved better, not someone who would hold her back like him. In fact, deep down, he felt that she could thrive on her own, perhaps even find greater joy without him in her life. With Aryan, she would always have to walk on eggshells.
En kudha irundha Agni romba kashtha padhuva, yennala avaluku prechana mattum dhan varum, nimmadhi illa.
Apdhinu un kitta sonnala?
Ava solla matta, ana enaku theriyum. Yenaikavadhu ennala avaluku yedhachum nalladhu nadhandhuruka? Na ava life'la irundhale prechana mattum dhan ava face panniruka. Idhuku mela adhu venam. Avalum en kozhandhaila sandhoshama irukanumna, adhuku na avala vittu thoorama irukanum
Yenna macha solrae?
Aryan inhaled sharply before he confessed,
Idhellam mudhinjona, Agni CEO'va agura anniki na inga iruka maaten
Saravanan gasped holding his chest,
Yenna da solrae? Appo ivlo naal naanga oru plan potta, nee yenga plan'ah kedhuka innoru plan pottu vechirukae?
Aryan remained silent,
Dei, neenga rendhu perum mattum na kudha paravala da, ana unga rendhu per'ahyum nambi oru kozhandha vara pogudhu. Adhukaga vachum?
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