It's My Twin

Chapter 49

Disclaimer: This story is purely imagination..Nothing to do with reality.

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Note : Hey everyone, I apologize. From now on, I'll mostly use English. I feel like I'm wasting time translating to Tamil because I haven't found it beneficial, and it seems like my efforts are in vain.I'll do my best to finish this story as quickly as I can.

Translating is taking up too much time, and I want to continue the story as I've planned. I don't mean to offend anyone. Let's move forward with the story as intended.

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At night, they both decided to try making dosa following a YouTube video. Ashwin took charge of preparing the dosa batter while Sivaangi perched herself on the kitchen slab, playfully chatting and teasing him.

Sivaangi: Ashwineyy Oru vela ithu sariya varala na ena panrathu...

Ashwin : Itha dustbin la potutu naama thanni kuduchuttu thoongalam...

Sivaangi: Edheyyy... Lunch kooda sapudala da..Paavam en kutty tummy...

Despite her words, a trace of shyness lingered in her demeanor after their earlier romantic moment. Ashwin, perceptive as ever, took the initiative to ease her discomfort

Ashwin: (While making dosa batter) You know, Sivaangi, I love moments like these, cooking together and just being with you.....Yen nu therla.. romba pudichirukku...

Sivaangi: (Teasingly) Oh, do you? Well...Apo ipdiye irukkalam....

Ashwin : Noticing her shyness) "Sivaangi, I can tell you're feeling a bit bashful after what happened earlier. There's no need for that. We're both in this together, and I want you to feel completely at ease..... en kitta uncomfortable naa sollidu OK aa...

Sivaangi: (Blushing) Thanks da... Ashwin..athu naa uncomfortable nu illa.. romba puthusa irukku ella....athaa apd ...It means a lot. I'm just not used to all this, but I'm glad I have you to make me feel comfortable....

Ashwin: That's what I'm here for, to make every moment special for you...he winked.

She blushed.

Ashwin, busy making dosa, felt Sivaangi's eagerness as she waited by his side. With one hand skillfully handling the dosa in the pan, he gently placed the other on her shoulder, pulling her closer to his chest. In that moment, they both shared a sense of accomplishment, and her childlike giggles filled the air.

Sivaangi: (Giggling) Hey, Ashwin, naa podata podata...

Ashwin : Ithukku appuram nee podu...but Paathu ma... Bathrama podu okay aaa......

Sivaangi: Ashwineyy Naa heart shape la poda poren...

Ashwin: Mmmm.. he smiled seeing her baby queen.

Then, with a playful spirit, she began to prepare heart-shaped dosa. Her smile and giggles filled the kitchen as she skillfully crafted each dosa with love. Turning to Ashwin, she beckoned him to take a look at her creation, and his face lit up with a warm smile at the sight of her enthusiasm and the heart-shaped dosa.