Chapter 24
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Ridhima leaves Armaan, walks to Arima's cot.She looks at her little sweetheart sleeping there. Ridhima wipes her tears off her cheek. A splitting copy of her papa, Ridhima picks Arima up, n carefully takes her in her arms, kissing her forehead lightly. She feels Arima wake up, with that same expression that Armaan often has. Ridhima gives a small smile to her, feeling Armaan stand beside her. They both look at their daughter, their angel. Ridhima feels if she was going to lose Arima…she tightly closes her eyes.
Arima's destiny was not in their hands, any longer. Their little baby was now going to go through something extrememly painful n difficult. Being a doctor herself, Ridhima knew that she was now no longer in safe custody. A hole in the heart was one of the most dangerous cases which were handled in Sanjeevani. Plus the chances were just fifty percent. Ridhima couldnt even bear of thinking she would lose her little one, just at the tender age of 5 months. She n Armaan had dreamed so much of their Arima. They wanted to see their daughter growing up, laughing n playing n enjoying her life. Ridhima knew how Armaan had longed for this one, n she wondered how he had kept this all to himself. She turns to look at him. He had small tears in his eyes. Those pained eyes were looking at her. The hole could grow larger, n Arima could...
And Armaan n Ridhima could not do anything, now...
2 DAYS LATER: MUMBAI
ARMAAN RIDHIMA'S HOUSE:
Ridhima is folding a few of Arima's clothes. She is thinking about what all happened in the past few days: The next two days after she gotten to know about Arima's condition, in Goa were quiet n uncomfortable. Ridhima could not take it that her daughter was in the middle of such a serious case. Armaan supported her, understood her n made her understand things. But deep down inside, even he knew that a Hole in the Heart was a big thing. Arima's surgery was to be taken place after a week. She was advised some medicines n though she hated them, Ridhima made sure Arima had them all.
Kavya was really helpful in between all this. Ridhima apologised to her for speaking to her like that. Kavya understood how she must have been feeling. She assured Ridhima that she would do her best to make Arima alright. Ridhima felt as if she really trusted this Kavya. There was somehting in Kavya, n Ridhima knew her daughter was in safe hands, for the time being.
Ridhima comes out of her deep thoughts, when she hears Armaan shouting
Armaan: Ridhima..! Ridhima..!!
Ridhima: haan Armaan main aa rahi hoon...
She walks into the living room
Ridhima: Kya hua..? Kyun chilla rahe ho..? Tumhein pta hai na Arima so rahi hai...
Armaan: Idhar aao, hamari Goa ke pictures aa gayi hain...
Ridhima smiles, she walks to the sofa where he was sitting. He makes a small space for her to sit, n she adjusted there, in his lap. Their eyes fixed on the photographs, Armaan is lightly caressing her hand. There were really pretty ones: In the shopping mall, on the beach, near the swimming pool, in that Italian restauraunt they had gone to. They smile as they look at each one. Armaan stops at one picture:
Armaan: Yeh tumne kab li...?
He points to one of the most adorable pictures, anyone had ever seen. It had Armaan n Arima, both sleeping really very cutely. Armaan was lying on the bed, n Arima was on his arm. Arima had her head on his chest, n she was pouting while sleeping. Armaan had that small smile n both their expressions were the same. Ridhima had quietly come n captured that very moment.
She takes the picture in her hands, n smiles. Both her sweethearts were looking irresistably cute n charming. Looking at it with immense love, she says
Ridhima: Awwllee..!! Kitni sweet lag rahe hain...
Armaan: Haan..lekin yeh li kab..?
Ridhima: arrey, usi din, when yu decided ki tumhein thoda aaram karne ki zarorrat hai, n then I put Arima off to sleep with yu...main apni book padh rahi thi, jab maine tumhein dekha, tum dono ko...she smiles, her fingers tracing Arima in the photograph, little tears fill Ridhima's eyes n her hands tremble.
Armaan feels her n senses she was upset, again. He puts a finger to her chin, n turns her face to look at him
Armaan: Ridhima...tum...khamakha...
He puts his arm around her small waist, n hugged her tight. He longed to absorb all the pain she was going through, his daughter was going through...Ridhima just hugs onto Armaan tight, hiding her face in his chest, she wanted all the fears n worries to vanish away. After a few minutes of silence, Armaan gently draws back, then says
Armaan: aaj to Sunday hai...zaroor koi achhi movie aa rahi hogi tv par...he takes hold of the remote, but Ridhima takes him in her arms again, getting cozy there.
Ridhima: Nai, mujhe nai dekhni, mujhe aise hi rehna hai...she shuts her eyes, her head near his shoulder.
And before Armaan knew, he hears soft snores. Looking down, he finds Ridhima peacefully sleeping. With her lips puoted, n that small frown on her face, n the little sniffing she kept doing, Armaan thought that it really was a very very tough decision to make whether Arima looked more cute while sleeping, or Ridhima. He switches off the television, then gently puts her head on his lap. She cuddles next to him, feeling comfortable. Armaan smiles down at her, his fingers in her hair. He looked deeply at her, n sighed. Armaan knew it had not been easy for Ridhima. To know about the massive hole Arima had in her heart, n her surgery. He was equally scared n tensed. Though Kavya had promised him that she would try to do all that she could, Armaan knew that it wasnt in their hands. It was now in someone else's hands, completely. He holds Ridhima's hand tighter n she squeezes it back. Armaan puts his head back, on the sofa, n snoozes off for a nap.
A few minutes later, he hears Arima cry, n immediately opens his eyes. He feels Ridhima move n she turns her head to look at him.
Armaan: Main dekhta hoon...Ridhima slides away from his lap, so he could get up.
Armaan walks into Arima's room n picks her up from her cot. She had been sleeping for the past two hours, n now her wails were loud enough for Ridhima to realise it was time to feed her with milk. Armaan is just making Arima quiet, when he sees Ridhima walking in, carrying Arima's milk bottle in her hand.
Ridhima: Awwle...meri baby uth gayii....?? she looks at Arima who was in his arms n smiles at her.
That was all what Arima wanted. It is said, that there is a special message of love n faith radiated from the mother's eyes to her children. That gentle love n care, comes from no one else. Arima is now quieter, her tiny ears being wiped off by Armaan.
She wants her mommy, n stretches her arms.
Ridhima: Haan haan, le rahi hoon...
Taking Arima she plants this big kiss on her cheek. Then sits on the bed, places Arima in her lap, puts her teddy bear bib in her neck, opens the lid of the bottle, n inserts it in Arima's mouth. Arima drinks it slowly, her eyes fixed on her mamma. Armaan comes n sits beside them. He looks at his daughter affectionately. Ridhima was right. Arima, indeed looked alot like him. Arima's eyes were just like his, she had that same dimple on her cheek, n well, she was as naughty as him. Armaan smiles at his little girl, gently putting her hair off her forehead, then holds her hand tightly.
He, n Ridhima had dreamt so much for her. He rememberd how badly he wanted a child, n how Ridhima just knew it. And then, that news: when he got to know Ridhima was pregnant...her initial months of pregnancy. Gosh, how he had pampered her. He would talk to Ridhima every one hour from the hospital to make sure she was alright. And then, finally when Arima was born. That words of Dr Kirti: 'beti hui hai...' still sounded so fresh, so beautiful, so magical. Arima's first days of her life...The first time Armaan took Arima in his lap. She was sooo small. Armaan, though being a doctor, couldnt beleive how small his child was. Ridhima too, clearly remembers Armaan's first reaction on seeing Arima. That memory was a golden one which remained in her heart. Armaan clearly remembered how he would feel when he would hold his tiny little girl in his arms. They remember how Arima would cry in the middle of the night, n then Ridhima would feed her, n Armaan would look at both of them. That was something that happened even now, n how both of them wished that could happen, forever. They wanted Arima to have all the happiness in her life. Armaan, when had seen Arima the first time, had kissed her forehead gently, promising her all the happiness of the life, that he would not let her face any difficulty, n he would always make sure that she had the best in her life. He wanted to make her a good human being, to send her off to a good school, her studies n then eventually to a good household. And then of course, Riodhima was going to be the best mother...
Little did they know that all their dreams n wishes would be crushed... n their daughter barely had a chance to live...
Tinton!! goes the bell, n Armaan gets up n proceeds towards the main door. He opens the door, n sees Kavya standing there. She was in her blue denims n a red spaghetti top. Her brown curls were all over her shoulders n those golden glasses looked gorgeous on her. Armaan scents a strong perfume, n his eyes shoot up at her attire. Though Kavya often wore kinda sexy clotthes, but then, today she was looking really...well hot. He greets her with a smile, n hugs her.
Armaan: How are yu...?
Kavya: Absolutely fine...parting from the hug. Arima kaisi hai ab..?
Armaan: Well...she is...the same..abhi milk pee rahi hai..
They walk in the living room.
Kavya: Oh yea..woh jo naye X rays karvaye the, unke results aa gaye...she puts a serious look on her face.
Kavya: Armaan, I know, yeh sab tumhaare liye...bohot mushkil hai..I ...I can understand it all...Well, the hole is still there, though thankfully it has not shown any growth since the past test. But we need to be careful, I hope Arima is taking all the medicines I had prescribed...Sitting on the sofa, she puts her bag on one side.
Armaan: yea of course, Ridhima do de hi deti hai..n well I make sure about that...anyways, I'll just call Ridhima..
Saying that, he goes inside. Ridhima was almost done feeding Arima. She looks up at him n smiles
Armaan: Ridhima..umm..Kavya aayi hai..to check Arima..
Rodhima: Oh yea..main abhi aati hoon...
Kavya: Hi Ridhima..!! she sees her walking in, with Arima. She gets up to hug her, then smiles at Arima
Kavya: n how r yu ding...taking Arima, she hugs her, too. Arima chuckles. She liked this girl.
Kavya started off with her check ups, n some tests, n injections. She prescribed some new medicines, n took a look at a few reports. She frowned as she did so.
Armaan: Kavya..whats wrong..?? Sab theek to hai...??
Kavya re-reads the reports, n speaks to herself
Kavya: Yeh reports to....
Ridhima: Kya..? Kya hua..? Is something wrong..??
Kavya: Nai Ridhima..yeh..she walks to her with those reports in her hands...
Kavya: Yeh to...
Ridhima looks at the reports....then looks up at Armaan.
To be continued on Sunday
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