Ishra FF||A Contract Of Love 7|| Chapter 79 ~ Chapter 93 - Page 49

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Part 83
That was seriously the weirdest ice cream flavour lol
Madrassan is always ready for the action :P
Aww.. She felt baby's first movement :)

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Raman... He is a dream man yaar
No shahrukh wahrukh over him.

Time continued to move on happily as before for another 2 months. Raman would continue to pamper Ishita at any moment and even decided to work from home as her due date was nearing. So having Raman by her side for the last few weeks of her pregnancy, Ishita felt as if she had been put on bed rest since he wouldn't let her do anything at all except tell him what to do.

The only she had to do was take care of herself and Ruhi. Their daughter seemed to be growing so fast before their eyes that they couldn't believe it themselves. Almost a year old Ruhi had begun to attempt walking. She would grab onto anything to get up and walk, so everyone had to be careful she would end up hurting herself in the process.

However while Ruhi and Ishita kept Raman busy and he was constantly concerned for them, Ishita was more concerned for him. As sweet as she found his caring nature towards her and Ruhi, she couldn't help worry he kept on neglecting himself in the process. He barely looked after himself in between juggling all his responsibilities despite her repeatedly asking him to, and one day an incident took place that made her worst fear come to life...

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She checked the clock what seemed to be the umpteenth time. She had barely slept for 4 hours and now she had been lying awake in her bed for the past 20 minutes. Finally as cravings were becoming impossible to ignore, she moved his hand off her bump earning a kick from her baby and she turned to face him...

"Raman...Raman..." She poked his arm as he slept making him stir in his sleep. She didn't like waking him up all the time, but she was feeling restless as she tried to control her cravings, but couldn't help waking him for a pastry.

"What do you want to eat?" He lazily asked as he opened his eyes after a moment.

"Cherry pastry and can you please get some chocolate?" She asked pouting innocently.

"Pastry and chocolate, okay. I'll be back in 15-20 minutes." He got up and put on his jacket seeing the cold outside. She also noticed the winds blowing and was going to ask him not to go when he knew what she was thinking...

"I'm taking my car, so don't worry." She got up and pecked his lips when he was heading out of the room.

"I love you!"

"No you love cherries and chocolate."

"What if I think your lips taste like chocolate?" She naughtily told him biting her lips while he joked...

"My dear wifey, if that was the case I wouldn't need to be going out at 2am to get you some." He pecked her forehead quickly before he headed out to pick up her desserts.

He drove around in the rain for a bit driving to the shop where he was well known by now. Yawning he tried to see the roads properly through the rainfall. He hated driving in the rain and he hated waking up in the middle of his sleep, but it never failed to make him happy when she asked him for something to eat so innocently and he was always ready to get her what she needed.

Especially since there were only a few numbered days he had to do these things for her. Now as she had just completed her 36^th week, the doctor has told them she could be delivering anytime soon making her extremely nervous. She had been more restlessness than he had ever seen her, so if there was anything to make her feel slightly better, he would be ready to do it. And with that thought, he continued to drive to what seemed to be his everyday hangout place...

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The clock read 3am and she was pacing back and forth in their room waiting for him. She was near crying as she looked outside hearing the thunder roar amidst the pouring rain. She tried to call him, but he wouldn't pick up and now she was worried. She went over to the balcony's door and looked out trying spot his car in the darkness, but she saw nothing.

She began to sob thinking the worst and regretted sending him out for such a small and stupid thing. Cursing herself, all his wished for was him to reach home safe and looking at her phone hoping for any news from him when she saw her phone wallpaper as his picture. Caressing his face in the picture, she cried out her fear...

"Raman please come home. I don't want anything, just come back! If something happens to you, then what will I do?! Please, you're scaring me now! Raman please come home!"

She felt yet another kick in her stomach. Another tear fell from her cheek onto her hand as she caressed her tummy. Over these 2 months, ever since the baby had started kicking it seemed to only stop kicking when Raman was there patting her bump and that's why he kept his hand over it all night so she could get some sleep. It was as if this baby was more his than hers, as if they shared an equally deep bond as she and the baby did. As she felt more kicks, she come out of her thoughts more restless and worried for Raman.

She sat by Ruhi's crib trying to find her troubled mind some solace as she continued to wait for him helplessly. He wouldn't pick her calls and there was no sign of him anywhere. With every passing minute, horrible thoughts entered her mind making the tears seeing Ruhi had stopped, return. She cried thinking about what could have happen to him that he had not come home after 2 hours. Tears streamed down her face as she thought of what would happen to her and the kids if anything bad had happened with him...

And that's when she heard the front door open. Getting up, she got to the door as fast as she could only to see him at the door completely drenched. Seeing her, he smiled with chattering teeth as he removed his soaked jacket placing a bag onto the table. She engulfed him into a hug as she scolded him though she was so relieved to see him in front of her...

"Pagal aadmi! Idiot! You nearly killed me in these past 2 hours!" She wanted to continue scolding him, but then she realized his clothes were completely wet as she hugged him.

Backing up a bit she took in his condition, he was shivering, his teeth chattered while he tried to hug himself from the cold. He had been out in that storm for 2 hours and here she was yelling at him instead of taking his state into consideration. Quickly walking him to their room, she took out a pair of his warmer clothes while he took off his soaked clothing. After she helped him change, he picked up his other clothes to put them away when she took them from his hands and then he began to explain himself to her...

"Ishita, s-s-s-sorry. My ph-ph-phone died and I g-g-g-got stuck in the r-r-rain."

"Raman! Please lay down, leave all that."

He didn't argue as he had no energy in him to do so and he himself wanted to hide in the warmth of the duvet. She put away his wet clothes and tucked him into bed. As she laid down next to him and hugged his head, she could see him still shivering a lot as he tried to sleep. She tried to pull back from the hug, but in his half-awake state, he had held onto her as if his life depended on it. Seeing him suffer, she tried to control her tears as she moved away...

"Wait, just stay here. I'm just turning off the AC." He opened his eyes slightly...

"N-n-n-no...Ru-Ru-Ruhi-"

"Ruhi will sleep without the AC for one day, but you need warmth." She looked around for the AC's remote and turned it off.

Returning to him, she covered him with the warm shawl she had on and then continued to hug him rubbing his hands trying to help him stop shivering and get some sleep.

"Don't worry...I'm here for you Raman."

As he held onto her tightly and mumbled something, she ran her hands through his hair trying to give him some relief from his pain...

Raman, just stay close to me..." She kissed his head trying to keep herself strong for him, but it become difficult as the man she always relied on was now dependant on her to take care of him. But she needed to do this for him. And she would no matter what.

She continued to everything she could to keep him warm. She covered him with an extra blanket, even turned on the dryer to warm socks for him and continuously crushed him against her warm body as she hoped he would be able to get some sleep. An hour later, her efforts seemed to have paid off as they had both fallen asleep while her hand continued to stroke his hair and he remained in her arms sleeping...

However the next morning she had woken up to feel his warm breath on her chest. Something didn't seem right as she saw it was 9 in the morning and he was still asleep. Moving her hand from his hair to his forehead, she felt him burning up with a fever.

Immediately getting up, she moved his head resting it on the pillow while she got out of bed to call a doctor. While the doctor was on his way, she got a bowl of lukewarm water and some wash towels for him. Sitting by his side she placed the moist towel on his forehead.

Holding his warm hand, she stroked it softly thinking about last night. She wondered what this man was made up of as he was thinking about Ruhi's comfort and apologizing for being late while he was suffering so much. Though it was foolish to go out in this cold, she couldn't deny that it was something he did for her and that brought a faint smile onto her face.

However the smile disappeared as she heard her room's door open. Santosh walked in with a doctor. Removing the towel from his forehead, she got up from the bed making way for the elderly man to sit. As he checked on Raman, Ruhi woke up crying. She was going to pick her up, when Santosh gave her an assuring look and stepped forward to take care of Ruhi. Looking at her mother-in-law with grateful eyes, she was told to only take care of Raman today...

"He does have a pretty high fever, however it's nothing too serious. I'm just writing a few tablets out for him which you should give once he wakes up. For now I'm giving him a sleeping injection since he seems like he isn't well rested." The doctor broke the silent communication of the two.

Ishita looked on as the doctor handed Santosh a slip of paper and then filled a syringe & rolled up Raman's sleeve to inject him. Watching the needle pierce his skin, she winced as if she was in pain. And when she saw his expression to show pain and him to stir a bit, she went to his side immediately...

"Raman!"

"He's fine." The elderly man smiled at her concern and got up with her following.

"Thank you so much!" She gratefully told the doctor before he was led out by Santosh.

She returned back to her spot by his side as soon as they left. Caressing his hair, she continued to place wet towels on his forehead waiting for his temperature to come down and then him to wake up. She ate her breakfast and lunch in the room, feed Ruhi by his bedside and did everything he would want her to do all while watching over him.

It was in the late afternoon, she checked his temperature once again after putting Ruhi down for a nap. Much to her happiness, his temperature seemed to be returning to normalcy and she sat down next to him placing a kiss on his forehead. He stirred in his spot on feeling the same and slowly began to open his eyes. When he adjusted his eyes to the sudden brightness they were exposed to, the first thing he saw were her teary tired eyes.

"Ish..." He tried to call out her name.

"You're okay now, the fever is coming down." She held his hand.

"I'm sick, you shouldn't be near me." He removed her hand of his making her frustration and all the helplessness from yesterday come out in the form of anger...

"Be quiet Raman! I am not listening to any of your nonsense today! You can't have your way all the time. Since last night I've been by your side worried to death about whether you'll be okay or not. And you are simply telling to stay away?! Do you even realize what I went through in the past 12 hours?! You nearly killed me Raman!"

"Sorry..." He innocently said realizing what he had made her go through since last night.

"Sorry?! You think that's enough?! What would have you done had I done the same things you did?! You know how much it hurt to see you in that horrible state?! I have always told you to take care of yourself, because only then you'll be able to take care of me." She choked on her tear as she tried to scold him letting her tears drop too weak to act strong and angry in from of him.

Her tears pricked him as he was the reason behind them. He couldn't even imagine how much she had gone through because of him. Feeling horrible for making her suffer, he got up and pulled her into a hug. She cried on his shoulder thinking about everything she had seen him go through since last night.

"I'm sorry Raman! It was all my fault and I'm scolding you."

"No, not at all." He held onto her tighter.

"I shouldn't have sent you." She continued to curse herself until suddenly she parted from the hug and held his hand tightly...

"Raman please promise you will never do anything like this to yourself again! You're too precious to me! I almost died thinking about what could have happened to you last night!"

"I promise I'll always take care of myself...for you!" He wiped off her tears bringing a faint smile on her face. She hugged him again assuring herself that he is okay.

"I love you so much!" She mumbled as she continued to keep him in her embrace for a few minutes before she remembered that he was still sick and weak. Pulling back from the hug, she made him lay down again making him want to protest, but seeing her emotional and mental state he agreed to do as she said.

A few minutes later she came back into the room with a tray in her hand. Placing the tray on the night table, she helped him sit up and sat down herself to feed him some soup. Obediently he ate without any fuss thinking about her morning scolding though he did not want to eat at all. While she kept on feeding him, he suddenly noticed something.

"Ishita this is chicken, did you make it?"

"Nope. Mummyji did, I almost threw up at the sight of the chicken." He chuckled, but then got serious.

"Have you eaten?"

"Of course, I didn't want to be scolded by you." They both laughed at her remark as he finished eating.

"Good! But are you feeling okay? You were up for a long time and then were taking care of me." He asked as she wiped of his face with a napkin and then placed a small cheek on his cheek.

"I'm fine. But you know last night, how much he was kicking, especially when you weren't coming home. Throughout the day, he was kicking me and only calmed down now." He chuckled at her complains while she was being serious.

"Seriously I think your paternity leave will be extended after he's born because no one love mumma, only needs papa."

"Madrasan it's very bad to be jealous of your baby." He cupped her face as she put on a sad pout.

"I'm not jealous!"

"Of course not. No reason to be jealous. Everyone loves you the most. The baby loves her mumma the most and baby's papa loves mumma the most too!" He pulled her into a hug breaking her frown into a bright smile as she cocooned herself into his arms finally her worried heart as peace when he was happy and much better than the state he was in before...

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2 days later, Raman was back to normal and the entire situation in the house was back to normal as it was Ishita who was spending most of her day in bed while Raman ran around doing everything. And he was the one who was busy getting everything ready before him and Ishita left for her checkup.

She was sitting on the couch sipping some orange juice while they waited for Mihika to come over to watch Ruhi. Raman was busy trying to make Ruhi walk on the rug in the living room.

"Raman it's such an early appointment, couldn't you get one later on?" Ishita complained to him as she held her back putting away her glass.

He looked up at her and saw her tired look. He knew her fatigue was becoming worse as her due date neared and he tried to everything he could to lessen her workload and give her as much rest possible, but it didn't seem to do much. Now all he could do was wish that their baby would arrive soon helping her out of her backaches and fatigue.

He snapped out of his thoughts when the doorbell rang. Knowing it was Mihika, Raman opened the door to her while Ishita picked up her purse getting ready to leave. Handing Ruhi's responsibility to Mihika, they bid them goodbye as they left. Raman held her hand helping her down the stairs and once they reached the bottom, she looked through her purse for something. Feeling a heartburn, she rummaged through her back faster and then turned to him...

"Raman, I forgot my water bottle. Can you get it for me?"

"Sure, I'll be right back. You go sit in the car until then." He left to go back into the house while she decided to sit down on the society bench considering the car made her feel stuffy. As she waited for him to come back, she looked around watching the kids of the society play while elders walked around.

Amidst all this, she thought she heard a familiar voice...

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