SURROGATE RELATIONS # 6 NOTE on page 130 - Page 70

PART 44

thank u for ur comments buddies..sorry i didn't reply...but was kind of missing Maaneet so much tht whenever i sat in front of the PC i found myself searching for them oin you tube😭...do u also do the same? but here is part 45...
if there are readers with medical background please excuse the blunders and misconceptions i may have given for the purpose of drama😳😃
again a short one😳...but felt a bit more here might spoil the impact😊

45. Helpless

"Maan" she screamed as she saw the Rajveer aiming a shot at Maan who was beating up his friend, Brij. Maan turned at her cry and the bullet hit Brij who was still in Maan's hold. Then everything else became insignificant to him as he saw geet fall. He dropped the dead weight of Brij to ground and raced towards her knowing that he could never reach her in time to break her fall. He didn't hear the shuffling feet or the fight that was going on in the background. She cried out as he gathered her in his arms, dread passing over her pain filled eyes. She tried to clutch his shoulder with a hand as her other hand moved to her stomach.

"Maan ...our baby..." she cried as she succumbed to the darkness.

The waiting without knowing was eating at him. They had driven like maniacs to reach the hospital.

"Babaji! Save them please.." his prayer became a litany as he waited. The fear that had gripped him since he learned about her being kidnapped not leaving it's hold.

The grave expression on the doctor's face spoke more than her words of reassurances. She warned of a chance of pre-term delivery. There was a risk to life, however small in any such cases. They were trying to stabilize Geet's pressure and to avoid the pre-term. And no, he couldn't see her yet, she was still unconscious.

This helplessness was killing him. Maan sat with his head bend, his hands clutching his hair. The tears locked behind his closed eyes made his throat burn. He didn't know how long he sat there , trying to play back the events of the morning, wondering if he could have done anything different to avoid this. The woman, Dr. Parineeta as she introduced herself, had used Geet's sim to call him to tell him about the kidnap and the place where Geet was taken. She informed him that she would be in touch soon, but to hurry to save his wife as the people who had Geet had intentions of moving her. When he reached the place, Brij and his friends were in the act of thrashing two guys. Geet, her face bearing marks of someone's anger was pleading with them to leave the boys alone...

The sound of the hurried footsteps made him lift his head...dadi and Sameera. Someone had called them, probably Rudr, who was pacing the hospital corridor. When Dadi put her arm around him, he wanted to let go of the pain and the fear that engulfed him. To be that little boy again who trusted his Dadi to make everything all right. But how could he feel the comfort when the unfinished words of the doctor echoed...

"How is geet? What did the doctor say?"

He couldn't answer, he didn't want to ...lest his words brought what he feared come alive. But they repeated in his mind, like the soft but sure tread of impending death...

"Let's hope Mr. Khurana that the condition doesn't worsen to a stage when we would have to choose.."

"No..." he cried, pressing his face into the shoulders that had absorbed his tears many a times when he was a kid.

"Nothing will happen.." she assured automatically, "babaji par bharosa ragho.." she looked up to look at the grave face of Rudr.

"The patient wants to see her husband."

Maan raised his face. Geet was conscious, hope sparked. He moved towards the room in a hurry to be stopped at the door by a hand on his shoulder.

"Calm yourself ... you don't want her to be alarmed."

He saw something akin to empathy in those eyes. Geet had indeed found a brother. His squeezed Rudr's hand in reassurance as he took a moment to control himself before he entered the room.

Instead of the comfort he sought on seeing her conscious, the sight of her amidst the tubes and monitors made his heart sink. As he moved closer, he saw that her face had started to bloat. The finger marks on her throat stood out against her paleness. Her eyes were dark and hazy. The hand that reached out to touch him had it's fingers bandaged. He caught back a sob, not trusting himself to speak.

"Maan..." her voice was croaky as if her throat hurt.

"No, don't talk...you are going to be fine. I just wanted to assure myself of that." He held her hand gingerly and pressed a soft kiss.

"Our baby.."

"Our baby is fine, too" He couldn't quite meet her eyes.

She looked towards the monitor, "I ...I know..." That brought his eyes back to her.

"What?"

She placed his hand on her stomach, slowly as if each movement took conscious strength.

"Shona doesn't move to her papa's touch." Her sound was wobbly and tears slid down.

"Shona is just frightened because of those bad men... she is just waiting for her papa to tell her that he has come." He bent down to press his lips to her still stomach. "It's all right Shona, papa is here, now. Papa will not let anything bad happen to you or mamma." He moved his hand over her, seeking that movement, however small, to let him know that their baby was safe. Come on Shona, respond to papa...he urged silently.

"Promise me!" Geet pleaded. He couldn't pretend not to understand what she was asking for. He looked at her and shook his head in negation.

"Please Maan..." she beseeched.

"How..." his voice broke with the depth of his pain. "...how can you demand that of me, Geet?"

"She... is.. the... Hope... of so many... the dream..of so..many..."

"What about me, Mishty? You would sentence me to a life of loneliness and pain?"

"It doesn't ...have to..."

"IT will be because there will not be another woman in my life...ever...our child won't have a mother other than you ..."

"Maan...please.." he could hear the effort it was taking for her keep up. He raised her hand to place it on his heart, keeping his other on their baby.

"I promise.. ..but remember this Mishty. It is not my will ... I am yours till eternity. If you choose to leave me, know this... you take with you everything bright and warm." He held her eyes so she will see the determination and truth in them. " So promise me this, you will not make my promise a reason to stop fighting...you will hold on to us, draw strength... the strength to fight ..death ... If it comes to that..." he could feel the moisture slipping down his cheek as silently as the ones that overflowed from her eyes.

"I promise... I love you Maan ."

"I love you too Mishty ... more...more than you love me."

She tried to shake her head to refute his claim. He just bent his head to kiss her gently on her lips and felt that precious kick against his hand.

PART 46

So what do u say...shall i take a leap?...Or another small mushy one?'taras-sing' for maaneet moments? next we will meet in FL😃

Ok, my very first time being the first person to be commenting. 😳

thank you for the update dear...nice one, loved it...

part 45
Bindu i so hate u, u know that...
Geet baby is so hurt and in this condition...
well with Maan's kiss the baby kicked...
u better give the happy news that Geet baby and the baby's baby are fine and relieve Maan from this pain and fear...
cont soon dear...

it was just too good. plz just save both geet & baby before the leap. means one more update.

You were right. That did leave a big impact on the readers. Your description of Geet in the hospital made me ache, alongside Maan too.