KuruKuru Paarvaiyaal 👀💜

Chapter 108💜🦋

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Vaanga vaanga story kulla polaa🚴‍♀️💜🦋

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Ashwathy:Enga porom sollu..

Shivadith:Surprise..

He pulled her blouse's knots together with force.

Ashwathy:Shh medhuvaa loosu..

Shivadith: Sorry, sorry.. ippo okay, aah?

He asked, loosening the knots.

Ashwathy hummed.

He tied her blouse knots, and she set her hair. While he buttoned his shirt.

Ashwathy:Amma veetukku poromaa?

She asked him, putting the kajal in her eyes.

Shivadith:Chinna pappaa.. amma venu amma venu nu.. (smacking her back).. kelambu di amaidhiyaa..

She twisted her lips.

He set his sleeves, standing behind her.

She corrected her single pleat pallu and lifted her hands up to place her hair on her left shoulder.

Ashwathy:Inga en kumkuma chimil vachirundhen paathiyaa?

Shivadith:Naan paakala..

Ashwathy:Mch.. inga dhane vachirundhen.. yosichu paaru da..

He rubbed his beard with his palms.

Shivadith:Naan paakala di.. paathirundhaa yen paakala nu solla poren?

He replied annoyantly.

Ashwathy:Unta poi kaetten paaru..

She opened the drawer and searched for the chimil.

Ashwathy:Enga pochu?

Shivadith:Yedutha edathula edhayaadhu vachaa dhane?

Ashwathy:Hello, romba pesaama thaedi kudu..

Shivadith:Podi naan keela poren.. enakku vera vela illa?

Ashwathy:Shivaaa..

But he went down.

She cursed him and searched for the chimil all over the room and found it on the table beside their bed. She sighed and placed the kumkum on her hairpartition. After rechecking herself for last, she went down as her left-hand fingers tucked her hair strands behind her ears and her right hand handled her saree pleats.

Shiva, who was on the phone call, speaking with Rudy to inquire about Shivash, got speechless, and his lips parted in pure admiration.

Ashwathy:Shiva indha pleats nikkave maatengudhu..

She complained while standing in front of him. But he is nowhere to be found in his real world. He just looked at her like she was his precious. Yes, she is, but he felt more lucky to have this charm as his wife.

Ashwathy frowned, hearing no response from him, and looked at him, who was gaping at her.

She sighed, placed her palm on his shirt collar, and shook him.

Ashwathy:Yovv DCP..

He jerked at her yell and came back to reality.

Shivadith:Yeii sattaya kasakaadha di.. vidrii.

She left her hold on his shirt, rolling her eyes.

Ashwathy:Poyaa neeyum un sattayum.

She walked past him. He grinned, seeing his favourites dancing along with her every steps.