When Vaishu called Bhadran 'Appa' (father), Hari froze in shock. "What is this? Father? What's happening here? Can everything change in just one night? When did he get married and have a child without my knowledge? And that child looks like she's about 4 years old?"
"Oh my God! My head feels like it's going to explode! I can't handle the shock he's giving me. First, I need to ask him what's going on," he thought, and went to Bhadran's side, calling out softly, "Bhadra."
Bhadran, without even turning around, continued feeding Vaishu and only said, "Hmm... tell me," which annoyed Hari. "Bhadra, I need to talk to you. Can you come aside for a moment?" he asked.
Bhadran started scolding him, "Are you blind? Can't you see I'm busy? We can talk later."
Hari looked at him, wondering, "Busy?" Bhadran, while talking to Vaishu, wiped her mouth.
"Little one, is your stomach full now? Do you want anything else to eat?" he asked, lifting her into his arms. "Hmm... it's full, Appa," she said, smiling, showing her gap teeth.
Bhadran playfully bumped his head against hers and, while talking to her, walked towards the garden. Hari was left gaping at them. He wondered, "Is this really our friend?"
He had never seen him talk so intimately with anyone before. Even with his own younger siblings, he would speak only a few words, but today, seeing him talking so closely with this child, he concluded that she must definitely be his child. At that moment, someone approached him, and he turned to look. It was Theeran who was walking towards him. He stood in front of him, looked Hari up and down, and asked, "Yes, who are you?"
Annoyed, Hari shouted, "Hey, milk carton, you come to my house and ask me who I am?" Theeran tried to leave, saying, "Okay, never mind," but Hari, startled, thought, "What? He's leaving already? I was going to ask him who he is, but he's suddenly turning back?" He was confused.
Then, regaining his composure, he said in a hurried voice, "Hey, milk carton, stop! I need to ask you something." Theeran stopped walking, turned to Hari, and simply raised his eyebrow, asking, "What?"
"Wow! It seems this guy won't open his mouth and ask," Hari thought to himself. Aloud, he asked, "Who are you, milk carton?" Theeran, stylishly putting his hand in his pant pocket, replied, "You already said it yourself, didn't you? Then why are you asking?"
Hari, confused, asked, "When did I say that?" Theeran replied, "You called me a milk carton, didn't you? That's what I'm saying," and laughed. Immediately, Hari got irritated. "Hey, stop playing around and tell me properly," he asked again. Theeran replied, "I'm not playing around, I'm just being myself." "Looks like you're the one playing games!" he continued to tease.
Sighing, Hari muttered irritably, "Oh... I can't take it anymore!" Dheeran had a ready answer for that too. "If you can't hold it, go to the bathroom quickly. Don't make a mess here," he said and moved away slowly.
Hari felt like he wanted to bang his head against something. "Look at this little devil, barely a foot tall, talking like that! I ask him one thing, and he gives me a completely different answer," he grumbled to himself about Dheeran, then sat down in the chair and started eating.
Meanwhile, Mullai, frightened when Bhadran carried Vaishnavi away, followed him. She still didn't know who he was, did she? No matter what, he was a stranger; how could she allow her daughter to be with him?
So she went to him and extended her hand, asking for Vaishnavi. Bhadran looked at her and her hand alternately, but didn't give the child back. Therefore, Mullai asked aloud, "Give me the child."
Bhadran said, "No," and walked away in that direction. "What?" Mullai exclaimed in shock and followed him.
All along the way, his men stood guard with guns in their hands. Seeing Bhadran carrying a child, all the henchmen bowed their heads. They were all shocked. Their master was with a child. Moreover, the usual harshness on his face was absent.
A beautiful rose garden, with many different colors, was a lovely sight. Rose, white, yellow, red – rose bushes of all colors were meticulously maintained. Bhadran had hired three gardeners just to maintain it.
Could a monster with a stern face, devoid of emotions, like an iceberg, have such refined taste?... Definitely not. His mother loved roses. Therefore, the one who has only roses around his house will place one of the roses that bloom there on his mother's picture.
He places it on the bench situated in the middle of that garden.
"I WILL KILL YOU"
When Vaishu called Bhadran 'Appa' (father), Hari froze in shock. "What is this? Father? What's happening here? Can everything change in just one night? When did he get married and have a child without my knowledge? And that child looks like she's about 4 years old?"
"Oh my God! My head feels like it's going to explode! I can't handle the shock he's giving me. First, I need to ask him what's going on," he thought, and went to Bhadran's side, calling out softly, "Bhadra."
Bhadran, without even turning around, continued feeding Vaishu and only said, "Hmm... tell me," which annoyed Hari. "Bhadra, I need to talk to you. Can you come aside for a moment?" he asked.
Bhadran started scolding him, "Are you blind? Can't you see I'm busy? We can talk later."
Hari looked at him, wondering, "Busy?" Bhadran, while talking to Vaishu, wiped her mouth.
"Little one, is your stomach full now? Do you want anything else to eat?" he asked, lifting her into his arms. "Hmm... it's full, Appa," she said, smiling, showing her gap teeth.
Bhadran playfully bumped his head against hers and, while talking to her, walked towards the garden. Hari was left gaping at them. He wondered, "Is this really our friend?"
He had never seen him talk so intimately with anyone before. Even with his own younger siblings, he would speak only a few words, but today, seeing him talking so closely with this child, he concluded that she must definitely be his child. At that moment, someone approached him, and he turned to look. It was Theeran who was walking towards him. He stood in front of him, looked Hari up and down, and asked, "Yes, who are you?"
Annoyed, Hari shouted, "Hey, milk carton, you come to my house and ask me who I am?" Theeran tried to leave, saying, "Okay, never mind," but Hari, startled, thought, "What? He's leaving already? I was going to ask him who he is, but he's suddenly turning back?" He was confused.
Then, regaining his composure, he said in a hurried voice, "Hey, milk carton, stop! I need to ask you something." Theeran stopped walking, turned to Hari, and simply raised his eyebrow, asking, "What?"
"Wow! It seems this guy won't open his mouth and ask," Hari thought to himself. Aloud, he asked, "Who are you, milk carton?" Theeran, stylishly putting his hand in his pant pocket, replied, "You already said it yourself, didn't you? Then why are you asking?"
Hari, confused, asked, "When did I say that?" Theeran replied, "You called me a milk carton, didn't you? That's what I'm saying," and laughed. Immediately, Hari got irritated. "Hey, stop playing around and tell me properly," he asked again. Theeran replied, "I'm not playing around, I'm just being myself." "Looks like you're the one playing games!" he continued to tease.
Sighing, Hari muttered irritably, "Oh... I can't take it anymore!" Dheeran had a ready answer for that too. "If you can't hold it, go to the bathroom quickly. Don't make a mess here," he said and moved away slowly.
Hari felt like he wanted to bang his head against something. "Look at this little devil, barely a foot tall, talking like that! I ask him one thing, and he gives me a completely different answer," he grumbled to himself about Dheeran, then sat down in the chair and started eating.
Meanwhile, Mullai, frightened when Bhadran carried Vaishnavi away, followed him. She still didn't know who he was, did she? No matter what, he was a stranger; how could she allow her daughter to be with him?
So she went to him and extended her hand, asking for Vaishnavi. Bhadran looked at her and her hand alternately, but didn't give the child back. Therefore, Mullai asked aloud, "Give me the child."
Bhadran said, "No," and walked away in that direction. "What?" Mullai exclaimed in shock and followed him.
All along the way, his men stood guard with guns in their hands. Seeing Bhadran carrying a child, all the henchmen bowed their heads. They were all shocked. Their master was with a child. Moreover, the usual harshness on his face was absent.
A beautiful rose garden, with many different colors, was a lovely sight. Rose, white, yellow, red – rose bushes of all colors were meticulously maintained. Bhadran had hired three gardeners just to maintain it.
Could a monster with a stern face, devoid of emotions, like an iceberg, have such refined taste?... Definitely not. His mother loved roses. Therefore, the one who has only roses around his house will place one of the roses that bloom there on his mother's picture.
He places it on the bench situated in the middle of that garden.