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Part 79:

Mishti stitched up the wound.  Kripa gasped in a big breath, Mishti stared at her quite puzzled and turned to the cardiogram when a continuous beep was heard.  The line of the cardiogram was moving straight.  Her heart wasn't beating!

 

Mishti: NURSE!  We need to charge her!  NOW!

 

The nurse handed Mishti the pads.  Mishti rubbed them together.

 

Mishti: Charge her at 300.  Clear. 1 2 Strike.

 

She looked at the cardiogram once again.  No change.  She repeated it a second time. No Change. 

 

Mishti (in her mind as she rubbed the pads together for the final charge): Come on Kripa…come back!  You can't leave.  You can't leave Angad and prateek alone once again….you have to come back.

 

She blew a sigh of relief when Kripa's heart started beating again after the final stroke.

 

After 6 long hours of waiting since Angad had stepped out, Angad finally saw a worn out Mishti step out of the OT.  He rushed to her at once.

 

Angad: Mishti!  How is she??

 

Mishti(shook her head negatively):  Jiss baat ka darr tha…wohi hua…

 

Angad: kya hua?

 

Mishti(cracking voice): She's in coma.

 

Angad backed off as if not believing her.

 

Angad: no she isn't.  She's faking it!  Let me go talk to her…

 

Mishti(grabbed Angad by his shoulders): Angad hosh mein aao!!  She's in coma…she was injured in the exact same spot where she was injured during the train accident.  This is serious!  You know very well that now the chances of her coming out of that coma are only 10%.  There is a 90% chance that she will be like this for the rest of her life or DIE!  DO YOU NOT SEE HOW SERIOUS THIS IS?

 

Everyone had started sobbing silently already.  She was there like a wave of bliss for a few days and now she was gone.  She had taken all the smiles with her too, left them with their tears again.  Angad seemed the most devastated out of all.  He couldn't stand on his own feet.

 

Angad: no…she cant do this to me…she promised me…she wont break her promise…she promised me she'll never leave me again!

 

Mishti: she kept her promise Angad.  If you will believe me I'll tell you.  Kripa maut ke muh se vapas aayi hai…just after I stitched up her wound, her heart had stopped beating…we managed to get her heart beating again to bring her back to life…if she wanted to break the promise…she would have never come back.

 

Angad: I want to see her Mishti.

 

Mishti: She is in the P.A.C.U already… ( P.A.C.U is a recovery room where patients are kept there until all the anesthetics are worn off)

 

He just nodded and stood there.  He didn't say a single word, didn't even blink once.  He slowly walked into Kripa's room.  He frowned as soon as he saw her.

 

Angad: Kya kaha tha tumne mujhse Kripa?...tumne kaha tha tum mera saath kabhi nahi chodogi…jhoot bola tha…chod diya na akela mujhe?  Ab bas Kripa…ab aur nahi saha jaata…aur sehne ki himmat nahi hai mujhme…mere pyaar ka itna bada imtehaan mat lo…tumhara Angad toot kar bikhar jayega…please Kripa…talk to me…say something Kripa…mere liye nahi to kam se kam prateek ke liye…

 

He clasped her hand in between his and sat down on the chair beside the bed.

 

Angad: please Kripa?

 

Why was she doing this to him?  Why was she testing him again?  He couldn't take it anymore.  She had to talk or else he would go crazy.

 

Angad(angry): THEEK HAI…mat baat karo mujhse…jao tumhe jahan jaana hai…karo jo karna hai tumhe…tumne apna vaada toda hai na kripa…ab dekhna..mein bhi apna vaada tod dunga…ab jab bhi prateek car kahega..mein uss par chillaunga…bahut daantuga usse mein…usse kabhi pyaar nahi karunga mein…usse baat tak nahi karunga…apne bete ka khayal tum khud rakh lena…mere gusse se tum usse bacha lena…

 

He desperately made an attempt to trigger her mind to react, but she didn't.  At last he hugged her and broke down.  He didn't care if anyone saw him bawling, he didn't care if anyone heard his baby-like loud sobs.  He wanted her to hear him, feel his pain, and come back to him.

 

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Angad(crying over the phone): mom..please come here mom…I really need you…

 

Naina(on the verge of tears): lekin Angad kuch to bolo…hua kya hai??  Tum mujhe dara rahe ho…

 

Angad: mom!!  I really need you here mom…..

 

He had repeated the same sentence at least 50 times since he started talking to his mother.  Aliyah took the phone from him and tried talking with a rather audible tone.

 

Aliyah: mom..dekho please…abhi koi sawal jawab mat karna…aapke kisi bhi sawal ke jawab dene ki himmat yahan kisi mein nahi hai…please…bas aap aur dad yahan aa jaiye…

 

With that Aliyah hung up.  They all stood there with a depressed heart while Angad still sat there, holding her hand, reluctant to let go, unable to stop his tears from flowing.  Prateek had fallen asleep on the couch in Kripa's room.  Armaan walked into the room, supporting Riddhima.  Riddhima was already in tears which indicated that he had told her everything.

 

The next morning, the Khanna family arrived and reached home.  They were surprised when they didn't find anyone at home.  They called Angad's cell but he was still sitting beside his beloved wife while his phone vibrated in his pocket.  Dilip gave up and called Aliyah.  Aliyah asked them to come to the hospital, which scared Dilip a bit.

 

Aliyah: Riddhima delivered a baby boy dad…so we're all here….um dad…my battery is low!  I'll talk to you later!

 

Aliyah quickly hung up because she knew her lie would get caught by her sobs which were taking over her.  She thought Dilip believed what she said but he obviously didn't.  He knew his daughter better than that.  He figured something was more serious and Aliyah didn't tell them because she didn't want to stress naina and dadi.  They all reached hospital and Dilip asked for "Angad Khanna" instead of Armaan or Riddhima.

 

Receptionist:  um…you will find him in room 254.  its on the second floor.

 

Dilip thanked her and approached the second floor with dadi and naina following.  He knew something was wrong the second he saw Kartik-mishti, josh-aiyah, and Anjali sitting on the benches.

 

Naina: are…sab yahan hai…aur hum ghar par dundh rahe the…Angad kahan hai??  Phone par itna pareshaan kyun tha??  Sab kuch theek to hai na??

 

Dadi: Kripa kahan hai?

 

All three members of Khanna family heard a particular person's sobs upon hearing "Kripa".

 

Kartik (putting a hand on dadi's shoulder):  yeh saamne waale room mein hai…angad bhi wahin hai..

 

Naina and dadi were shocked to see Kripa lying on the bed looking pale while Angad sat by her side, with her hand clasped in between his and his head rested against it.  Aliyah come from behind and whispered "she's in coma".  No one thought the details were necessary.  Now Naina understood why Angad wanted her to be with him.  Which child doesn't want his mother around when he needs a shoulder to cry on?  Naina ran her fingers through his hair affectionately.

 

Angad(hugging Naina around her waist):mom…

 

Naina caressed his back affectionately assuring him all will be well soon.

 

It took him a few days to absorb it, but at last he managed to let the reality sink into him.  He was thankful that at least she was breathing.  He had started keeping a stronger heart.  He was being the best father in the world, taking care of prateek and his unborn baby simultaneously.  He wouldn't let anyone nurse prateek.  He would do everything.  Wake him up, give him a bath, get him dressed, feed him, listen to his 'car' talk, teach him how to say a few words, and visit Kripa for more than half the day everyday.  No one noticed how a month passed away.  It seemed that spending even a day with the grief was impossible, but they all stayed with each other and supported each other, and cut through a month as a family.

 

Angad: good morning love!

 

Angad kissed her forehead and placed the roses on the side table.  He took his regular seat on her side on the bed.

 

Angad(with a faint smile): ek mahina ho gaya hai…ab to jaag jao…(no response)…jaanta hoon mujhe satane mein tumhe bahut maza aata hai…lekin Mrs.Khanna…ek baar jaag jao…phir dekhna…tumhari raaton ki neend uda dunga mein…

 

He leaned and hugged her only to jerk up again upon feeling a movement.  He couldn't recall what exactly it was but he felt a movement.  He shook her gently and called her name to see if she was responding but she didn't.  Then it struck him.  Could it be the baby?  He put his hand on her bulge and waited.  He smiled ear to ear when he felt the movement again.

 

Angad: I know you feel it.  At least respond to our baby Kripa…remember how excited you were when prateek first kicked?  (he sighed when he didn't get any change in expression from her)…Why do you try Kripa?  Tum jaanti ho ki tumhe ek din chal kar vapas mere paas hi aana hai…to mujhse itna intezaar kyun karva rahi ho?  Kyun mujhse dor jaane ki koshish karti rehti ho?  Bahut berehem ho gayi ho…

 

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Seconds, Minutes, Hours, Days, Weeks, Months passed by but nothing about Kripa changed except for her stomach which bulged bigger as her baby continued to grow.(alright…I know its weird but there have been cases when pregnant women have been in coma but their babies continue to grow healthily because the mothers are supplied all the necessary supplements.)  She was in her final month of pregnancy now.  Angad had taken great care of prateek.  Prateek had learned to say few new words and small basic sentences.  Mishti had delivered a baby girl a couple of weeks ago.  Aliyah's due date was in two weeks.  Kripa's baby was expected in a week.  Her delivery, obviously, was going to have complication since she was in coma.  Angad, however, was optimistic about the whole situation.

 

Angad visited everyday and tried bringing his love back to life.  One day, he entered the room with a big bouquet of red roses and a box of chocolates.  He placed them on the side table and kissed her lips before sitting down, holding her hand.

 

Angad: Happy third anniversary Kripa!  Can you believe it?  It's been three years since we were first married. But you haven't been with me for like…a year and a half….because you're too busy trying to leave me…give up already love…come back to me…don't let me be alone today at least…

 

He was looking at her lovingly when he felt her grip on his hand tighten.  He looked at their hands and then back at her, stunned.

NOTE

hey guys... this is ekta and devershi ( love_iqbal_khan and smileyface) So we are both starting a fanfic together called Bepanah and would really hope u guys can read it. If you guys loved Koi Aap Sa and Beete Lamhe then definetly look out for this one. I am not the best writer but Ekta is writing with me so it has to be good..lol...so plzz do read it!!! We will be writing from the id Hershy_Katie.

Hope to see all of you who read this fanfic over there too!!!!

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