Bairavanin Kadhali (Completed)

Epilogue

Author's POV

4 months later

The last bus heading towards her desired route had already departed, crowded with passengers, yet she remained seated at the bus stop, among a handful of others. She sat there, gazing at the ground, lost in profound thought, her mind racing with numerous concerns, engulfed in confusion.

Her daydream was interrupted by a tap on her shoulder. Startled, she quickly regained her composure and turned to see the girl sitting next to her, who gestured towards the road. There, he watched her with narrowed eyes, still astride his Bullet bike. With a sigh, she grabbed her purse and walked over to him. Just as she was about to mount the bike, he turned off the engine, prompting her to look up in annoyance. He simply shook his head and handed her a helmet, to which she responded with an eye roll....

Encircling his left hand around her waist he pulled her closer to him...As she is wearing a saree that gave him access his fingers brushed the slightly peaking tender waist of hers and Squeezed it tightly.....She gasped and glared at him...smirking at her he winked and made her wear the helmet and eyed her to hoop on....

Shaking her head in disbelief, she climbed onto the bike behind him, sitting to one side and gripping his shoulder for support. As he kick-started the motorcycle, he kept stealing glances at her through the side mirror as they rode to their destination.

The bullet bike rolled into the police quarters. The constable, stationed there for security, saluted and opened the gate. he nodded in acknowledgment, rode in, and stopped in front of the house assigned to him. The name board displayed:

K. Bairavan I.P.S

Assistant Commissioner of Police (Chennai city)

She got down from the bike and began walking inside, pushing the gate open slightly... but she halted in her tracks at the sound of his whistle....gritting her teeth she tilted her head back...

"Gate ah yaru un appana vanthu Thorapan???"

(Who will open the gate? your father?)

He shouted, she fisted her hand and glared at him....

"En appa ethuku en periya annana vara solrein , epadi vasathi"

(Why my father I will ask my big brother to come is that feasible for you?)

"yebba Bayanthutein paa......vathu gate ah thora di mothala"

(Yebba....I am scared....Just come and open the gate first de)

"unaku kai kal nalathane iruku erangi vanthu thora unaku sevagam pana ena pethu podala"

(Both your hands and legs are in working condition right so do it yourself my parents didn't gave birth to me to serve you)

She pursed her lips and strode forward to open the main door, then stepped into the house. He clenched his teeth, dismounted, opened the gate himself, wheeled his bike inside, secured the gate once more, and hurried into the house.

"Yeei ena dii romba tha thulura....Purusanuku sevagam seiyama yaruku seiviyam..."

(Yeei why are you showing this attitude now huh.....if not for your husband whom you will serve?)

He shouted to her as she emerged from the kitchen, sipping water from a bottle and narrowing her eyes at his muddy boots. Rolling his eyes, he stepped outside the main door, removed his boots and socks, placed the boots on the rack, dropped the socks into a bucket, and rinsed his legs under the tap water.