Chapter 18

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The Morning After The Night Before

Chapter 18

Khushi's eyes fluttered open. She felt like lead. She hurt , she felt like she had been sliced and diced. She saw Arnav staring down at her and her eyes shut again - her brain was going into overdrive she hurt so much this fog that she was having to fight was tiring her out she wanted to sleep. Sliced and diced , slice and diced , why were these words going round and round in her head. Her brain finally kicked into gear her children she was going to have an emergency c- section.

"Arnav ?" The question hung in the air for him to answer but the look in his eyes gave it all away.

"Khushi we have three health baby boys Raizada one ,two and three. They are a bit on the small side and all in incubators, tubed and wired up but they are all ok. I've got pictures of them for you to see and when you're a bit more awake I will take you to meet our children."

The sedative was heavy and the painkillers were strong Khushi drifted off to sleep again. It was later when she woke up that she went to meet her children. She looked at each one of them and cried harder with each one.

"Khushi why are you crying ?"

"I don't know ?" and she sobbed harder.

Arnav shook his head pregnancy had been hard and he thought things might improve but things just seemed to get harder. He had a wife who was now sobbing her heart out for no apparent reason and he couldn't understand why. Would he ever be able to understand his wife.

"Khushi whats wrong ? we have three healthy children and a while back we weren't sure if we were going to have one"

"Aaarnav ...hic .. they ...hic ..,are so ...hic beautiful ..."

Would he ever understand her? Well all he could do for now was hold her and let her cry it out of her system.

"Khushi can I ask you a question ? was there a time when you were ever normal ?"

Khushi smiled a watery smile -"ask Dad"

Khushi looked at her three babies -all tiny but all so perfect -each one the same yet already showing individual characteristics. Khushi watched her babies living in plastic boxes. Each one taped and tied to machines. Each precious life fighting for survival. Somehow she was responsible for bringing them into this world. Before their birth she was worried would they make it. She hadn't really though beyond their birth and the gift of life hopefully bestowed on each one. Now they were here three little individuals dependant on her what was she going to do.

They were her three little angels and she couldn't touch them or hold them all she could do was watch her three precious little bundles in plastic boxes. She had waited so long for them and now each little blessing was real but still she could not hold them, comfort them feed them.

Arnav came up behind her and hugged her to himself. " Khushi its going to be alright -they have fought hard to get here and now they will fight to come home- we will hold them soon -they need time. Khushi you need to rest , I think that we are going to be here a while"

Arnav wheeled Khushi back to her room.

"Arnav will you do something for me - will you go to Devimaya's temple and thank her for all of us not just the babies but for you and me as well. When we all leave here together to go home we will pay her a visit first as a family"

"Khushi I will go on the way home"

"Arnav what would you say if I asked you to stay the night"

"I'll stay"

"Arnav we have to name the babies"

"they have names Raizada one ,two and three"

"Arnav !"

"They need proper names not one two and three"

"You get better and then we will decide together"

"Arnav we need to pick three names, not one, not two but three!"

"Khushi we will always have to worry about things in three- you had better get used to it "