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I couldn't reply your comments for the last update.
I was a little busy and lazy...
But I've read your comments 😉
I'm glad that most of you're still interested to read this one though I'm losing interest in typing [Don't know why 🤔]
I know it is considerably a very very late update... 😊
Sorry for the delay 😳Not proofread
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Chapter-13
WISHES AND DOOMS"Voh chod Vir...yeh kuch bhi bachkani harkat karti rehti hai...pagal ladki. Aur...tum bol...kaisa hai life...?" Raman chirped in taking Viraj to the sofa.
(Leave that Vir... She always acts childish...mad girl. And you say...how's life?)
Viraj replied while putting a hand around Raman's shoulder and shaking him playfully, "Arey yaar...baat toh tujhe karna hai. Kya kya hogaya tere life mein jab mein kuch time keliye Mumbai mein dha. Shaadi hogaya...ab...biwi pregnant bhi...toh double treat banta hai!"
(You should be the in saying. What all happened when I wasn't aroundm Marriage and now wife got pregnant...it's time for double treat!)
"Voh...galti hogaya yaar" Raman faked sadness.
(It was a mistake)
"Itni khubzoorat biwi mila...tum bol rahe hai ki galti hai...! I'm not believing you." Viraj teased him.
(You've got such a pretty wife and you're saying it's a mistake!)
"Tujhe kya pata...! Tum bhi ek chotti bachchi se shaadi kar aur bukad mere tarah..."Raman said seriously.
(You don't know! You marry a little girl and feel it)
"Tujhe age ka itna problem kyun ho yaar?"Viraj asked confused.
(What's the problem with age yaar?)
"Main toda jaldi old hojayega nah...! Vohi..." Raman cleared.
(I'll become old quickly)
"Ap phirphi handsome rehenge..." (Still you'll be handsome) A sweet voice came from the corner attracting the entire crowd. Ishita's words torturously made Raman blush red. He tried to divert the topic. "Toh raho kuch din yahan...Mujhe bhi tujhse bahut kuch kehna hai..."
(So stay here for some days. I want to say a lot to you)
"Voh main kal..."
(Me tomorrow...)
"Kuch nahin kahenge...bas decide hua..." (Nothing to say. It is decided) Mr Bhalla took the matters in his hand. Finally Viraj accepted their demand and Neelu showed him the guestroom.
Ishita was laying on the bed trying to sleep. Raman glanced at her from the laptop and got excited to see the visible movement in her tummy. Like a little kid he chirped in closing his lappy. She was in a deep slumber that she didn't saw him nearing her. It was his feather like touches that made her open her eyes slowly. She looked at him lovingly while he caressed her and talked to their baby cutely oblivious of her stares. She voiced suddenly making him scare, "Vahan nahin yahan"
(not there here)
Making a face, "Nahin yahan hai"
(No it is here)
Ishita chuckled saying, "This is not twins Raman...Yahan par hai!"
(It is here only)
He blew his breath on his stomach a nd muttered, "Mujhe yahan acha laga..."
(I felt good here)
She ran her fingers in his hair, "Nautangi kar rahe dhe!"
(Doing drama?)
He pouted cutely while taking her hand in his. Caressing the back of her palm he said hoarsely, "I want to hug you tight but this tummy..."
She tried to get up but he made her lay comforably. She made him lay beside her and said assuringly, "Raman...kuch aur mahine...phir ap mujhe hug kar sakte hai nah...!"
(Some more months...then you can)
He acted adamant saying, "I want to hug you now."
"Toh aao...gale lagati hun." She extended her arms.
(Then common. I'll hug you)
"Nooo...!"He literally screamed.
"Why?" She asked worriedly.
"I may hurt our baby..."
"Toh isiliye ap mujhe forth month se hug nahin karta?" She asked in utter disbelief.
(Because of this you didn't hug me from the fourth month?)
"Haan...the baby is tiny you know." He reasoned.
"I know. But a hug won't hurt. OMG I missed a lot of hugs because of your silly fears.'" She tried toassure him again.
"This is not funny yaar."He pouted.
"Toh aao...hug me."She pulled his nose lovingly.
She stretched her arms to take him in her embrace. He slowly leaned over her and buried his head in the crook of her neck. But the lower part of his body from his chest was miles away from her body. She chuckled at her husband's caring and cute antics.
Pulling him slowly to her she made him relax in her arms. He with a lot of care laid over her. But somewhat he was laying beside her, half of his body over her; touching but not at all touching her! It was the baby's kick on her left side thereby making Raman feel it on his right part of his tummy that made him break apart.
"I told...baby might have got hurt!" He said tensed.
"Aisa kuch nahin hai Raman...Ap bas so jaao..." She pulled him to her again.
(Nothing like that. You just sleep)
"Nahin...main vahan so jaata hun..." (No. I'll sleep there) He said breaking himself from her embrace and showing the place next to her.
"Mujhe craving hai..." She said naughtily.
(I've cravings)
"Kya khana hai ab?" He asked curiously as if his only job is to fulfill her cravings.
(What cravings?)
"Khana nahin...apko gale lagana hai...!" She made a puppy face.
(Not food. I want to hug you !)
"Nautangi..." (Drama queen) He mumbled while she crushed him to her care enough not to hurt him and their baby.
It was past midnight that Ishita got up feeling thirsty. She found the jug empty. When she was about to call Raman she saw him sleeping cutely cuddling a pillow.
"Ammadi...evalavum cutaa irukku...! This pillow...it is taking my place...Aarghh...!"
(How cute!)
Without making any noise, she walked out to quench her thirst by drinking her favourite blackcurrent shake which Raman bought that evening. After tasting a little of it she decided to go to room feeling nauseous.
She couldn't manage to climp up the stairs. Her head was spinning when she stood on the eleventh step of the stair. She could get a clear view of what is going to happen. Everything is going to end. She is going to fall...along with her unborn baby. She wanted to scream out but her voice knotted in her throat tightly. She slanted her head lightly to see the depth which she felt unfathomable.
Her hand unwittingly clutched her stomach. She couldn't hold on as she felt her stomach weighing more than what she could handle. Her right hand gripped on to the railing weakily while the left on her tummy, her baby.
The mere seconds felt like eternity for her. Her blurred vision darkened in no time. She fell down from there calling out his name on top of her voice.
RAMANNN...!
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Edited by Gaya3sb - 10 years ago
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