Hi guys. I am back again with a new story. Well this one too is one of the stories I had read. I had wanted to write it long before but my laziness took me. Well this is a short story and I hope to finish it within three or four chapters. Hope you will like it.
Expecting CEO's Baby
I knew it. I simply knew it. The way that doctor was talking with me; his stressful voice and request to come to the hospital immediately was suggested something was definitely wrong but this wrong???? I mean.. how can they'its.. its simply impossible.
I stepped into the room with hammering heart thinking what happened that he called me so urgently, is my baby all right automatically my hands reached to my small bulged belly and smile lit my face with his/her thought. The atmosphere inside the room was cold icy piercing cold. I knew all the three faces my doctor, my ex-nurse and the hospital's dean but at the end of the table, on the corner that eyes that still grey haunting eyes were staring at me. Even though there was no expression on his face bt his eyes were saying something else.
"Umm' Mrs Shukla we have important thing to tell you? Well discuss with you." Said the dean swallowing hard and looked at both of us, me and him.
"Yes Dr. Bali go on. What is it u r scaring me?" I said looking at my doctor but he was looking at me with concerned face and the nurse next to him was looking so guilty.
"Well Mrs. Shukla you remember your old nurse Mrs Joshi, don't you?"
"Ya why?" I said nodding my head.
"Actually the day you had come for injecting sperm of your husband in your body (sorry guys didn't know the proper word) that day Mrs. Joshi's husband had a major attack."
"So" I asked totally confused. I mean what I had to if her husband had major attack or minor attack that day. It was not my concern ya I felt bad for her but at the moment I was scared abt my or my baby's health.
"Umm. He swallowed. Well she was in lots of tension and stress that day and even Mr. Walia had taken out his sperm that day to store. So because of all those tension your husbands and Mr. Walia's sperm got exchanged." He said quickly.
I didn't know what to at that time. I was totally in shock. From last five months I had been nurturing my baby, talking to it, feeling every emotion living everyday with it thinking he was my late husband's only symbol, his love and now all of sudden this man was saying the Baby I was carrying is not my husband's its.. its of someone else someone else called What's his name ya Mr. Walia. I felt the floor I was standing on moving I had to hold something. I held the nearby chair and sat on it. Everyone's eyes were on me but I couldn't think or see anything. Suddenly I stood up to go. I couldn't stand their any more. I was feeling suffocated. I tried to open the door but with my shaking hands I couldn't hold it properly so Dr. Bali came forward to open it. Just before stepping out I glanced backward to see the eyes of the man whose baby I was carrying staring at me boring holes on my body. I shivered at the intensity of his look and turned and went.
I was scared, fearing griping my every sense as I was going back at my apartment. I felt his eyes following me, with every steps I took I head his footstep coming after me to snatch my baby. Oh lord! What am I supposed to do? I went inside my apartment, locked it properly and stood there my back pressing the door and started crying. I felt so helpless at that time. I clutched my tummy fearing someone might take it away. Cried for my late husband whose only dream I couldn't fulfil. With this new piece of news I felt his every essences slipping away from my hand. I felt him much more farther from me than I had found him when he was taking his last breath.
I don't know how long I stayed there and when I felt asleep but when I opened my eyes it was already dusk. The parting scarlet lights of sun were peering through my curtains. I badly wanted someone with me at that time to assure me that no is going to take my baby away from me, that this baby is still mine and my husband's, to comfort me that everything is going to be alright that it is imply a nightmare but Alas!. I reached to my telephone to call my brother but I suddenly remembered he has got exams going on and I don't want to disturb him by my troubles. My Dad ya my dad but he was always against this test tube baby thing. If I will call him he will say nothing other than I had told you so.
I felt my baby kick. Oh my baby! Fresh tears rolled along my cheeks. My eyes went to my husband portrait at the wall. I slowly stood up and went near him. I touched his face but now I cant feel the closeness with him as I used to feel before how would I when I am carrying someone else's baby.
Pushkar'Love of my life and my husband as well. We were college sweethearts. Even my stubborn and arrogant Dad use to like him so without any problem we got married after finishing my studies. For two years we had blissful married life until he was diagnosed by cancer, lung cancer to be precise. He never used to smoke nor he use to work in some smoke producing factories but God wasn't happy with my content life that he snatched most precious thing from me. We were planning to start our family but after we were hit by that news everything changed. We ran all the possible hospitals for his treatment but he was in final stage. We couldn't do anything so to fulfil his last wish, dream of being father I suggested him about test tube baby so we had stored his sperm in the hospital but that nurse she snatched this small happiness from me as well.
Whole night I could sleep properly. Pushkar's smiling face, child's laughter and that man's cold steel eyes keep flashing on my eyes. Even a small noise scared me. I drifted on and off on my sleep. The shrill noise my doorbell woke me up. It was 11 am. I overslept. Every yesterday's incident came across my mind and my hand automatically went to my stomach. Another shrill ring of my bell jerked me out from my trance. I looked at my crumbled clothes last night I had forgot to change my nightdress and tried to straighten it by my hands but no success. With a sigh I went to open the door.
Not in my wildest dream I had imagined to find him at my doorstep. Same confident look, same tough exterior, same expressionless face and same cold steel grey eyes. With my accord he came inside. His tall built up body, broad shoulder almost covered my small living room. I was looking everywhere but him and his eyes were looking nowhere but me. Silence filled up the room and slowly I looked at him. His eyes had still not left mine and finally he spoke.
"I have no intention of going round and round around topic but before I say anything I would like to say you my name. I am Jai Walia and you are carrying my baby"
I flinched at his word but didn't try to show it.
"I know you don't like what's going on now and believe even I don't like some stranger carrying my baby but destiny has brought us in this situation"
"Its my..my baby" at last I found my voice.
"I know it and its equally mine as well so u most know why I am here"
My fears were true. He was here to take my baby away. No no my brain screamed and at last my mouth as well.
"No. I cant, Its my baby. Mine and my husband's"
He gave a mocking laugh.
"Look Mrs. Shukla I said before as well I don't like taking in riddles so I am asking you straight. Give me the baby and I will you what ever you want any prce doesn't matter."
I was shocked at his words. He was trading my baby with me. I wanted to slap him and kick him out of my house but I couldn't because I know even he had got right on this child but it doesn't mean I am going to give away my child. No Never.
"No I am doing no such thing. From the day I have found I am pregnant I having living with my child, laughing, talking, sharing all the moment of my life. It was born to me that day. It my life and your trading my life with me."
None of my words affected him. This expression same as it was before. Nit a flicker of movement across his face and calmly he said.
"We have just one solution left then?"
"What?" I asked
"Live with me at my house"
"What. Have you gone mad. What will people think of me and my family"
"People will think no such thing coz u will marry me. Ya that's the only solution left."
"You must be dreaming. Neither I am marrying you nor I am giving you my child" I spat words at his face.
"Ok Mrs. Shukla that's your choice. Next day I will come with court notice demanding my claim and remember one thing. I am Jai Walia, CEO of Walia groups of industries. It doesn't take me a snap of a finger to turn court decision towards me. I know its India, where mother are given more priorities but my financial status can change the law. I can prove you are not able to care the baby properly. You know how single mom are considered in this country and with my bank balance I can prove I am able to give the baby much more luxurious and secure childhood you can ever imagine." Saying so he gave me his devilish smile, turned and went away. I sat on the couch slowly not knowing what to do.
For the next three days I didn't had to face anything new. He dint come again but he never left my dreams. He was always there at the back of my mind in the form of fear. I would always dream of him taking my baby away. His threatful voice always rang hammered on my ear drums.Someone knocked at my office door. It was Ramesh, office clerk.
"Yes Ramesh"
"Mam here's a letter addressed to you" I took the letter and send him back. It looked some legal papers. A shiver ran through my spine. Slowly I open it and as I had guessed it was from court. He had cased the file. The piercing sound of my mobile rang throughout my room. I picked it up.
"Hello. Mrs. Shukla?"
How could I forget the voice of the man who have taken away all my peace.
"I am downstairs at your garden I hope you would like to meet me"
I put the receiver down and made my way towards garden clutching the papers. He was standing near the fountain gazing at the sunset.
"Uhh" I cleared my throat. He turned and gave me his cynical smile.
"So Mrs Shukla we meet again. I thought before meeting at court we meet personally. What do you think now?"
I close my eyes I had no way to go around except accepting his so called arrange proposal. After some time I nodded my head. I could no way give away my child even if I had to marry some demon hidden behind the mask of a charmer.
"Well Mrs. Shukla that's better. I have already made the arrangement. We have appointment at the marriage registrant after half an hour so we should be heading there." Saying so he walked toward his car and I followed him as a puppet.
One minute can change your life completely. Its take a minute to conceive a baby and minute to sign the marriage documents. A minute before I was Mrs. Shukla and a minute after I am Mrs. Bani Jai Walia. No sign of my past. Even my baby is his though I have met him five months after I conceived his baby.
Next update will be on Monday as I am busy in between but if I am free I may post on Saturday. Waiting for all your replies. 😛😛
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