Ennai Maatrum Kadhale...

Ennakoru Snehidhi...

Episode 25...

The next morning, the house was filled with soft sunlight and the pleasant sound of everyone getting ready for the day. Ajay and Shreya shared a tender moment in their room as they wished each other a happy 3rd-month anniversary.

Shreya, with a bright smile, turned to Vijay and asked, 'Anna pakkathula edhavudhu ellarum pogura madhiri kovil irukka'

Vijay nodded, smiling as he knew the day was about to get more special than Shreya imagined. 'Haan inga pakkathula oru Murugan kovil irukku da, neenga ellarum ready agunga poitu vandhudalam' he said, throwing a glance at Ajay, who gave him a secret nod.

The soft morning light filtered through the curtains as Shreya stood in front of the mirror, trying to adjust her saree, her hands struggling to get the pleats just right. She was wearing a stunning Red saree with a golden floral print that shimmered in the sunlight. As she fiddled with the fabric, Ajay, who had just finished buttoning up his shirt, noticed her frustration.

With a gentle smile, he walked over and stood behind her. 'Edhavudhu help venuma ma?' he asked, his voice soft.

Shreya sighed, slightly embarrassed. 'Epdi dhan ponnungalam idha katturangalo' she admitted.

Ajay chuckled, his eyes filled with warmth. 'Seri iru na help pandren'

He gently took the saree from her hands, kneeling down without a second thought. Shreya stood still, watching him as he carefully adjusted each pleat, his hands moving with practiced ease. His attention to detail was impressive, and the care with which he worked made her heart flutter.

'Enna.. romba experienced ah irupinga pola' she teased, her tone playful.

Ajay glanced up at her with a smirk. 'Adhellam onnum illa nee katuradha niraiya vaati paathu iruken. Adhum illama you look beautiful in sarees, so I had to learn, right?'

Shreya blushed lightly, feeling the soft affection between them. Ajay finished adjusting the pleats and tucked them in perfectly, his hands brushing lightly against her waist as he did so. The touch was innocent but enough to make her heart skip a beat.

Standing up, Ajay stepped back to admire his hardwork. 'There. Perfect' he said, a look of pride in his eyes.

Shreya turned to face him, her fingers brushing over the pleats he had so carefully arranged. 'Neenga pakka husband material Ajayy' she said with a soft smile.

Ajay smiled back, leaning in slightly but not too much, keeping things gentle and decent. 'Unnakaga idhu kooda panna maten ah sollu' he whispered.

Shreya felt her heart swell with love for him. She reached up to adjust his collar, smoothing out a wrinkle. 'You look too good in this, you know,' she said softly, admiring him in his traditional white shirt.

Ajay grinned. 'Only because I have the perfect partner by my side.'

Shreya couldn't help but laugh lightly, feeling a warm sense of comfort and happiness as she looked into his eyes. It was these small, intimate moments that made her feel truly loved.

With everything finally in place, Ajay stepped back, offering his arm to Shreya. 'Polama?' he asked, his voice filled with a mix of affection and excitement for the day ahead.

Shreya took his arm, feeling lucky and content, ready to spend the day together with their family.

Everyone dressed in traditional ethnic wear, ready to visit the temple in Switzerland. Abi, dressed in a vibrant saree, tied her hair neatly as Nila babbled in her crib. Vijay, who had taken the day off along with Abi, was cheerful as the family gathered.