"ARNAV SINGH RAIZADA! YOU, YOU ….YOU STUPID LAAD GOVERNOR...AMMMAAA!!!!" Khushi screamed, digging her nails into his hands.
"Me! KHUSHI! How dare you speak to me like that!"
"MR Raizada! Your wife is in labour. She is going through a helluva lot of pain at the moment. If you cannot sit by her, man-up and take a few insults then please leave and let her mother come in." The obstetrician squared up to Arnav who got up to face the Doctor immediately. "I will not be spoken to like that. FINE." He got up to walk just as Khushi had another contraction.
"Arrrggghhh………"she screamedin pain and he immediately went back to her side.
"Khushi, its ok. I am here. You can do this. Tum chilla sakti ho mujhper…jo bolna hai bolo." He held her hand tight and whispered into her ear. Her contractions were becoming more frequent and he had been timing them –only 30seconds apart. She screamed in pain each time and he held her. "CAN YOU PLEASE GET THE DAMN DOCTOR IN HERE. MY WIFE IS IN PAIN! I DON'T CARE IF YOU HAVE TO MOVE HEAVEN HELL OR EARTH TO MAKE IT HAPPEN. BRING THE DOCTOR NOW!"
"Suniye, app please chillaye mat. Please. Aap bus mere paas aa kar baithiye na." Khushi panted as she tried to calmher husband down whilst the poor nurse scampered to call the doctor. Khushi was besides herself. To manage her bipolar husband or to go through labour.
The doctor came in and instructed Arnav to go and sit beside his wife and not to cause a commotion in the hospital to which Arnav just gave her a glare. She checked Khushi and announced "Khushi, I think you are ready to start pushing now. "
"Hai Devi Maiyya. Mujhse nahi hoga. Khushi panicked. Agar mein achi maa nahi ban payi toh? Agar meri haatho se baby girgayi to?Agar mein nappy change nahi kar payi to? Mujhsenahi hoga. Doctor aap kuch bhi kar ke delivery rok dijiye." Khushi panicked and gripped her husbands hands tighter.
Arnav took hold of both his wifes hands. He was feeling a panic attack creeping through him, not so dissimilar to his wifes. But he knew that he had to show strength for the both of them now. "Khushi…Khushi meri taraf dekho. Meri ankhon mein dekho." Khushi slowly turned to look into his eyes. "Sub theek hoga. Tum is duniya ki sabse pyari Ma banogi. Hum dono ki zindagi mein ma aka pyaar naseeb mein tha nahi. Per hum aisa apne bacho ke saat nahi hone denge. Aur nappy change karne ki baat…Hari prakash ki ek behen hai jo ayah ki kaam karti hai, chahoto use bula lenge!" He smiled a big smile at her and kissed her softly on the lips. "you ready?"
She nodded and braced for the contraction. "OK NOW PUSH!" the doctor screamed.
"AaArrrggg…."
"Breathe Khushi, 1, 2, 3 ….phoo phooo" he breathed with her as they had been taught in their pre-natal birthing classes. "Khushi, I love you. Now Push again sweetheart."
"THIS. IS. ALL. YOUR. FAULT" she breathed through
"Yes dear. It is." He quietly accepted it.
"I can see the head. Come on Khushi." Arnav ran to see what the Doctor was showing and he couldn't contain his excitement. "Khushi, I can see it, our baby Khushi, PUSH Khushi PUSH…"
"KYA PUSH PUSH PUSH? MAIN AUR KYA KAR RAHI HOON TABSE?" Khushi was furious. Didn't they get how much pain she was in and just then she tried pushing some more.
Arnav saw thebaby's head push through the birth canal and it hit him – the blood, the pain and
"ARNAV!!!!" Khushi called out
"OH SH*T! Nurse, get a paramedic!" the doctor called out.
Arnav Singh Raizada had fainted and fallen to the ground.
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