Dusky Moonlight

Chapter- 7(2)

He walked to the cupboard and picked her violin which is neatly placed inside. Seeing that Rathi couldn't control her happiness and had a big smile on her face.

"Yours, but you shouldn't play this whenever you want. Only when I ask you to," he commanded giving that in her hand.

"Why?" she is vexed hearing that.

"Because I don't like noisy things." Rathi's face immediately turned sad to know that.

"You're not allowed to play it in the house but you can anywhere outside," he changed his mind a little bit seeing her dull face.

"Okay." Rathi nodded her head because he's too generous than Shankari. He's looking intimidating but he's not a bad person. He considers her wishes too.

"That's better," he said and closet his cupboard. Aadhiyan collected the books from his bed and placed them back on the shelf. Rathi keeping her violin aside and headed near to the window since the view was fantastic from there.

The rain is beautiful to watch, from Aadhiyan's room. It's giving a perfect view of that vast ocean from his window. Rathi forgets herself watching it.

After that awkward hug and talk, in the afternoon, they had their lunch that came to their doorstep, a man named Maaran bought it here, Aadhiyan told her that he will look after the house and ask him if she needs anything. Rathi agreed and had rice with potato curry, and when she decided to go back to rest for some time Aadhiyan asked her to come inside his room which is adjacent to hers.

"Do you like this place?" Aadhiyan asked standing right behind her.

"Yes," she nodded turning to see him.

"If you stay here longer, you will never think about leaving this place," he told and walked to his bedside drawer. It's true this place and this house is enough for a peaceful life.

"Yeah, I think so," she told and looked around the room. It's so big and bright with windows on every side. It's beautifully furnished inside, the wooden chairs and door are all designed in an ethnic way. One must have a good sense of taste can only create this ambiance like a trance. She obviously likes this room and envied Aadhiyan that he is truly lived in glory.

Rathi noticed there's no electric bulbs or any kind of electronic thing in this whole place. All she could see is paintings everywhere in his room and only using the purple color. In the living room, there is a lot of colored painting. But she could tell that it must be painted by the same person since the art was similar and Rathi doubted whether Aadhiyan painted this.

"Your room is so beautiful, especially these paintings. Did you painted all these things?" she asked.

"Yes, I did. I have a great interest in painting; I painted this whole on my own for more than a year."

"That's really great," she exclaimed.

"Did you studied Art?"

"No, I never went to an art class before."

"What did you studied then?"

"I didn't study anything," he shrugged.

"You didn't go to any school or college?"
He simply nodded a big 'NO'

"So this is your born talent," she smiled.

"Yeah, you can say it like that," he tied his hair in a small ponytail using a thread. This long hair doesn't show him less attractive, but if he has short hair he will look fantastic, Rathi thought.

When she is admiring him having no intention to, Aadhiyan caught her.

"I like your room, it's so beautiful," she said to change the topic. But he found what she is feeling inside and how much her heart is thumping inside.