Vennela was packing her bags happily not minding her mother’s
“thappimchukodaaniki Hyderabad velladam kaakapote nee chadavuki udyogam ente?”
God how she wanted to strangle her mother who always did this to her. She was not interested in studying further. But it does not mean she is a complete wasted case in studies. She did have a degree. Well that was after so much struggle.
But what to do? She was so immersed in this home and she was not interested in sophisticated studies and big big job outside this place that was her world. But who understood her?
At that moment she felt something and turned to see her bava standing there leaning on her room door frame with his hands crossed across his front. She stood like a statue with her one of her langa oni set in her hand.
He moved to her in a slow but steady pace while Vennela stood unmoving. Since her room was close to the garden side of the house and since her room window was open, a very nice pleasant breeze blew. Vennela’s oni she was wearing moved aside for the impact and gave him a view of her waist and navel.
This was his problem. He never looked at women in suggestive manner even while they fell on him wearing all revealing outfit while this one woman managed to drive him crazy even while fully covered. He never thought traditional dress had such perks. A peek at her waist and he always went crazy.
Vennela frowned at the line of his sight and looked down to see her oni that had moved aside revealing her mid. She immediately dropped the set in her hand and tried adjusting her oni when she felt him so close to her. Before she could react, she felt his hand holding her hand from trying to cover herself.
She looked up with her eyes wide.
“This dress is..”
She frowned. Din’t he like..
“Hyderabad lo ivi vesukoku! Then I will be fighting and throwing away guys. And I don’t like competition”
Saying he left her hand and moved out but on the way back of his hand brushed her waist letting butterflies flutter inside her. The blood rushed to her face and she blushed to the root of her hair. She stood there smiling still feeling his hand on her mid when her amma came and hit her forehead.
“Battalni kinda vesi ala nilapaddav ente? Why are you standing like this throwing your clothes down?”
Vennela just smiled.
“Nee mental meme barinchaledu. Mari ninnu Hyderabad theesukeltanantunnadu. Papam! We ourselves cannot take your madness and he is taking you with him to Hyderabad. Pity!”
Vennela glared at her mother and started stuffing her clothes inside getting another blast from her mother who packed her clothes neatly.
Then she came down and saw her Naagulu bava and felt pity for him. But.. well.. She had deal with her Bava first. Naagulu was her best buddy here. He will not take it seriously. She just needs to show him that they were not a good match.
She rushed to her Bava’s car and was about to sit when she heard her father.
“Ee mental daani theesukeltunnav.. Yem ibbandhi..”
She growled. Her family.. But she saw her Bava smile. She waved for her family from the passenger seat and settled down on her Bava’s call.
She wore it and saw him looking at her scowling.
“You know to wear seat belt”
“I live in village bava not in hell hole!”
He chuckled. Only Vennela can think like this. He started the car and they crossed the gate.
“I said you not to wear this”
“You said Hyderabad!”
“I am in Hyderabad too”
“You are my bava”
“That makes it worse!”
Vennela’s eyes widened.
“Bava. Oka maata cheppu”
She growled. Taking her chances she gave him one smack on his head.
“Hey! I am driving!”
“Asking or saying?”
“Ok ok! What did you want to ask me?”
“Why are you taking me to Hyderabad with you? And Do not give me the lame reasons you gave to Mavaiyya”
Jai took a deep breath.
“I want mom to meet you.”
Vennela scrunched her face.
“Adenti Momu, Bombu ani? Chakkaga Amma anaka?”
He glared at her. Here he was saying something important and this girl. Now he wanted to smack her. But who would bear the consequences. She will eat his brain.
“Why you did not say this reason to Mavaiyya?”
“Bava! Why do you always talk like some Jalebi maker?”
“Only you can think of food at this time Vennela. I want Amma to meet you and Nana knows this. But your parents might not support this given they are looking for groom for you. And you staying with me..”
“Sambandhama choostaru naku? They are looking for some NRI thella tholu pandhi who comes with laksha roopaya jeetham and America lo Green card. Kaani naaku ee ooru vadili vellalani ledu!”
“Kani naa tho Hyderabad vastunnav?”
“Nuvvu naa Bava”
“Yeah! That makes a lot of difference”
“Urh! Talking to you is waste. Naaku nidra vastundi. Illu vache mundu lepu. Wake me up. I dont want Atthaiyya to see me with sleepy face for first time. Good night. Happy Driving”
She turned facing outside and closed her eyes making Jai’s jaws drop down. Here he was.. And she was sleeping? That too folding her hands across her front?
Urh! This girl will drive him crazy. But he was happy that he would let his mother know about Vennela. And he knew that Vennela was the only one who could make his mother return back to his father. This was just fringe benefit while the true benefit was for him. He could spend more time with his maradalu without the hinderance of his big jumbo family. And in city who was going to stop them.
Smiling to himself he drove towards his Hyderabad home, where he would discover his true feelings for his maradalu, his crazy Vennela.