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**Scene shifts back to Vijyaputri Mansion—**
"Sister... where are you? Come back, we need to find Davis!"
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After finishing her meditation, Ammala started to head back to her mansion. As she entered, she saw Ram doing yoga while Ramya played with birds by the window.
As she stepped into the hall, Ram glanced at her. His eyes widened in shock when he saw that Ammala's eyes were swollen from crying. A wave of sadness and anger surged through him, clouding his mind.
He stood up from his yoga mat, walked over to her, and asked in a very gentle and warm voice, "Amma, what happened, child? Did someone say something rude to you? Was it a group bullying you?" (He asked if it was a group because he knew Ammala could easily handle a single person.)
He asked again, "Child, what happened?
*What could it be? She is gone to the temple,did something happened in her way?* Ram mummerd inwardly.
Ammala didn't reply. By now, hearing the commotion, Ramya had also entered the hall and seeing Tear marks on Ammala's face She asked, "Sis, what happened?"
"Brother, did you say something to her?"
Ram shook his head and asked once more, "Little Ammala, did something happen?"
When Ammala still didn't answer, he yelled into the mansion.
*Does it have to something to that group of thugs which are in news recently or something else* Ram thought inwardly while cleaning Ammala's face with handkerchief.
Ammala who is stunned by all this communication are standing still not knowing what to do,just when she was about to clear herself, Ram shouted.
"Charly! Come here!"
"Yes, young master?" Charly answered.
"Find out who dared to mess with us. Activate all our personnel."
"Check all the CCTV cameras in her way back to the mansion," he added.
"Yes, master," Charly said, hurrying out with ten other men, already dialing on his phone.
Ram spoke again, "Ramya, go get my rifle and handgun from my room."
Ramya quickly ran off and returned in two minutes, a rifle slung over her shoulder and a handgun in her hands.
"Brother, here. Let's go, brother."
"Ramya, where do you think you're going? This isn't a picnic"
" But brother..."
"no but's, you are staying here and that's final."
Saying that Ram called Charly again. "I want those all groups of thugs which are causing troubles in our city in half an hour. Understand?" Ram ordered Charly.
"As you wish, master," Charly replied, and Ram hung up.
Ramya, undeterred, said, "It doesn't matter where you're going, elder brother. I'm also a member of the Vijyaputri family."
"No, and i want no further discussion," Ram said.
*Things are accelerated way more then I thought I have to something fast* Ammala thought and started to panic.
Just as Ram was about to leave, he heard a sound. Ammala had knocked over a pot, shattering it on the ground. Realizing the situation had escalated, it was already too late—but not completely.
You might wonder why Ammala hadn't said anything during all this commotion. It's simple: she couldn't. That's right—she couldn't speak. In the last day, her first chakra activated at level 2. Unlike Aashwit, she didn't have a strong enough soul to maintain all her senses. As a side effect, she had to sacrifice one sense temporarily, and she chose to sacrifice her voice for 24 hrs. She figured that since she didn't talk much anyway, losing her voice for a day wouldn't be a big deal.
But things didn't go as she had thought. Her silence became more dangerous than her words.
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Hearing the sound of the broken pot, both Ram and Ramya turned back to her. They rushed to her, and just as they were about to speak, Ammala gestured with her hands, indicating that she couldn't talk. Seeing this, Ramya ran to the sofa and returned with a tablet, handing it to Ammala.
Ammala opened the app and began typing:
*"Both of you, stop. For some reason, I can't speak right now. I'll explain everything tomorrow when my voice returns. Please call back the men, and don't worry."*
After reading the message, Ram and Ramya exchanged glances. Ram nodded slightly and called Charly back to halt the search.
Ramya hugged Ammala and said, "Don't worry, we're all with you. You don't need to worry. Just tell us what's wrong when you can."
Ammala nodded in response.
And just like that, the day passed.
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Next day ,15 oct
Ammala woke up from her bed with a red light in her eyes. After completing her morning routine, she headed to the family's meeting room, which was much larger than the other rooms in the mansion.
As she entered, she noticed her parents were already seated on the same sofa. Her mother had her head resting on her father's shoulder, her eyes closed, while her father gently stroked her hand. Ammala coughed to let them know she was there. They quickly stopped, separated, and sat on different sofas.
Her brother and sister soon entered. Noticing her mother's flushed face, Ram didn't quite understand what was going on.
Ramya, being sharp, sat next to their parents and spoke in a teasing tone, "So, I guess I won't be the youngest child in this household anymore. But don't worry, I always wanted a younger sibling. You have my full support, so do your best."
Hearing this, Mirai's brown face turned crimson with embarrassment. Ram and Ammala remained confused, though Ammala, whose memory had returned, had a good idea of what they were talking about.
Danush got up from his seat, twisted Ramya's ear, and said, "Looks like someone has grown up and now wants to tease her mother. Do you need some punishment?"
"Ouch… sorry! I won't say it again!" Ramya pleaded.
Danush let go of her ear and, with a serious tone, said, "So, Ram, what's the urgent matter you wanted to discuss?"
Ram explained what had happened the previous day. Afterward, Mira turned to Ammala and asked, "Amma, what happened? You can tell us now."
Hesitating for a moment, Ammala finally spoke. "Mother, everyone… this might sound unbelievable, like a child's story, but it's true."
Ramya quickly interjected, "Don't worry, we trust you. Whatever you say, we know it's true."
The others nodded in agreement.
Ammala continued, "I remember my previous life's memories."
Everyone in the room grew serious.
"I don't have all of them, but I remember enough—especially what happened before my death. I also remember that I had a twin sister."
Though everyone remained calm, a slight shock crossed Danush's face. He quickly hid it.
"My name was Alea Norlas, and my sister was Alyosha Norlas. We were very close."
Ammala explained everything that had happened before her, her sister's, and their husband' deaths. Both Danush and Mira remained calm, but the same couldn't be said for Ramya and Ram. Ramya gripped the armrest of the sofa tightly, breaking it when she heard that Alea had committed suicide while pregnant. Ram had a similar reaction, clenching his fists so hard that blood dripped from his hands.
Mira spoke, "So you want to find your sister and husband. Are you sure they reincarnated with you in this world?"
,she didn't have bit of daut in her daughter's words she knows Ammala never lies and she isn't joke like this either.
And this isn't the first, she heard about recarnation. But then she always that all this was just a nonsense ,but by the tone and words Ammala saying now she can tell they are all coming from a noble and ancient lady with the mix of modern style. And Danush, Ram and Ramya can also feel something is defferent about the Ammala they knows and the one present here.
"I can feel them. I don't know exactly where, but they're in this world."Ammala said after long pause.
Danush asked, "Are they the same as they were in your previous life?"
"Yes," Ammala confirmed.
"Then so be it. We'll find them, no matter where they are," Danush declared.
Ammala smiled brightly—perhaps for the first time. "Thank you, thank you all."
Ramya added, "No need. We're family." Everyone nodded in agreement.
Danush stood up, gathered his all courage and bowed slightly to Mira. "Mira, there's something I've been hiding from you for a long time."
Everyone went quiet. Mira broke the silence, saying, "You don't need to say anything. I've known from the start."
"What?" Danush exclaimed in disbelief.
Mira continued, " sugh...Listen, Ammala, you also have a twin sister in this life. Remember when your father told you the story of how you were born on a ship in the Arabian Sea, on our way to India from Africa?"
"Yes."
"It's not that simple. When we were returning, I started having labor pains. On that ship, I gave birth to twin girls, but one of them wasn't breathing. Your father in my guess thought that this make me very sad and that would effect you and he was right it would effected me and made me sad but I am not a weak woman you know, but anyway he decided to take all that responsibility alone, he decided to handed her over to his old friend, Gunnar, Gunnar took your sister off the ship to give her a proper burial, but after that, we lost contact with him., in my guess there is a chance that she isn't died yet or by some miracle started to breath again. And gunner took her with him"
"Why did he took my sister with him?" Ramya asked.
"Because Gunnar's wife died giving birth to their son, before that they always wanted a daughter. When he saw your twin alive, he probably thought it was a gift from the gods."
"And he raised her as his daughter," Ram concluded.
"Yes," Mira confirmed.
"And how did you know about the twins?" Danush asked.
"Honey, do you really think you can hide anything from me?" she replied with a smile.
"I guess not," Danush laughed. Just as they were about to slip into their own world, Ramya coughed, "Ahem... no flirting."
Everyone laughed.
Danush composed himself and said, "So, the first thing we need to do is go to Iceland and bring your sister back."
Everyone agreed in unison.
Mira asked, "Do you think your twin has also awakened.
To this Ammala nodded her head.
After this they all talk for an hour and after that all went to do there respected works.
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