Nature's Day in Court

Nature's Day in Court

Udani, Chanchala, and Jayamali are three girls who work in the same boarding house in a garment factory. Despite all the difficulties and problems, they had a happy, brotherly bond. But today, there is no place to find that happiness. Udani is crying and Chanchala is crying and tired. Jayamali is looking back and forth between the two. Chanchala's phone rang. It was recorded as Amma. Jayamali picked it up. Chanchala immediately grabbed her hand.

"If you don't answer the phone this time too, that man will get angry and something will happen to him.''

Auntie......an urgent order came and Chanchala had to go to work today too. She left her phone. I will ask her to pick it up when I get back........ Okay, Auntie, may ''God bless you" Jayamali left the room, answered the call and came back. Chanchala's voice had changed.

" In the evening, call your mother with a clear voice."

" Oh, I can't face my mother. I'm jumping on the train."

" That's a joke. The maximum punishment that can be given to your mother, who has raised you and suffered for so long."

" Stop it. You can't find an answer to this....... Jayamali interrupted.''

" I called Hiran. He didn't force me. He didn't force me. He has to prove that this child is his. "

" Come on, give him a call. I'll tell him." Jayamali was shocked.

" Now that number is not working. I even went to the boarding school. It's been more than a month since I left."

" Where is your house?"

" Around Kurunegala. "I don't know exactly."

"You are also a big cow. Now you are hooked on that dance."

Hiran, who was in a hurry, was now approaching another victim without any reason. His job was in the export trade zones. He was supposed to stay in one area for a maximum of six months. He knew for sure that he would find a beautiful bride who would not have even a wave of wind blowing from home with a lot of mud and dowry, so he used this short period of time to his heart's content. The fickleness was just another of his tricks.

This time, Hiran's heart had gone to no other girl. All the young women he had caught before had lost their world without him. Therefore, it was a small matter for him to make them dance as he wanted with one of his dances, one of his unanswered calls.

But Masha is not like that. She is a fiery beauty. If Hiran ignores her once, she has the ability to catch a better boy at that moment. Hiran had been bringing girls after him so far. He had spent all his money on them. He had made all his comforts.

But he had become Masha's slave. Hiran understood from the story that Masha was from a rich family. She had no parents. Her only brother was abroad. She was staying with her aunt. Hiran thought that Masha was better than a bride that her father was looking for.

"Hiru, let's go for a trip," he couldn't say no when Masha said more softly than usual.

She hugged him on the motorcycle and told him the way to an unknown hotel. She asked something at the counter and walked in front, while Hiran was floating in a heavenly world. Masha opened the door of a room. Hiran, who had suddenly crept inside, jumped back. Inside was a strong man. No... two. Masha approached one of the men.

"This is our brother.....I told him everything"

Hiran smiled forcefully.

"Isn't your brother-in-law dating Masha with the intention of getting married?"

"Oh....yes.......brother" he was afraid of what would happen to his life if he said anything else.

"I came out yesterday. There are three cases. I will have to stay inside for at least two and a half years. I can't always hire hired women to take care of this." He looked at his colleague. The colleague who looked like a gangster to him came from inside with a gentleman who looked helpless in front of this important-looking man.

"Let's end this right now."

The marriage registrar, who was in the grip of the gangster, married them.

In an instant, Hiran's world was turned upside down. Hearing of his son's wickedness, the father disowned him without giving him a single penny of inheritance and vowed not to harm the village.

"Even though marriage is a personal matter, having a murderer from such a family working here is detrimental to the company's reputation." That sentence cost him his job. He also received no consolation from Masha. She had married him to present him in situations where he should be shown as a legal husband.

He did not want to help his brother in his thuggery. In that society, he was just a nobody. Since his brother's wickedness was known throughout the country, no company would hire him for a job. He ended up running away from Masha without telling her.

He left home and went aimlessly to Colombo, the best place to disappear. After a few years of hiding and running away from the country, fearing that Masha's brothers would catch him, he was able to get a job as a delivery boy, delivering food and drinks to customers' homes, by telling a well-made sad story. He also got a place to stay in a dilapidated room behind the hotel.

"Oh, Hiran, what happened?" he sometimes asked himself.

"This birthday cake is exactly at this address at three o'clock."

Hiran likes such deliveries. He also gets a good tip and a treat. He arrived even earlier than scheduled. It was a blue, ornate cake with the number three on it. He had measured the status of the customer according to the cake, but this was a higher-class mansion than he had imagined. When the bell rang, the owner of the cake came running.

"Mommy, my cake,"

The maid chased after her. "Ha ha, baby, it's falling."

Hiran was shocked to see the face peeking through the door.

"Son, be careful."

"Chanchala......Where is this...."

Since his face was not visible due to the helmet, he handed the cake to the maid and left immediately.