**story of my life **manan ff ( part 34)5/7 pg 138 - Page 80

Nandini's pov

I lie on picnic blanket and gaze up at clear sky , my view framed by flowers and grasses. My body relaxed under the sun, after all sort drama and stress I went trough in these months. I savor the moment, a moment of peace, a moment of pure and utter contentment. Life right here, right now is good and I appericate it and live in the moment like my husband.

Manik lies beside me, his hand caressing my belly, his long fingers played out wide.

"how's my daughter?"

"she's dancing." I laugh.

"dancing ? oh !yes wow I can feel her." he grins angel did somersaults inside me.

"i think she likes kiss already." kissing him passionately

Manik frowns. " really?" he says dryly. He moves so his lips are against my bump."there'll be none that until you're thirty, young lady."

I giggle."oh! Manik , you are such a hypocrite."

"no, I'm a anxious father." he gazes at me.

"you're a wonderful father, as I knew you would be." I caress his lovely face and he gives me his shy smile.

I pause outside the door to manan's room and listen as manan discussing about some architecture plans . At age of eight he is deeply interested in buildings and construction. He has all sort of plans to be made. But to curiosity he is least interested in music as though as he was. I walk in to find manik putting him on bed. He adjusts him on bed and tip toes over to me without making noise. It's hard not to giggle at him.

Out in hallway, he pulls me into his embrace. "god , I love him", he murmurs against my lips. He gazes down at me, eyes soft. "I can hardly believe you both are with me for two years."

"i know." I kiss him.

"Mrs. Malhotra , you've been in labor for fifteen hours now. Your contractions have slowed in spite of the Pitochin. We need to do a C-section - the baby is in distress." Dr. Patil is adamant.

"about f**king time!" manik growls at her. Dr. Patil ignores him.

"manik, quiet." I squeeze his hand. My voice is low and weak and everything is fuzzy- the well, the machines. I just want to go to sleep. But first I have to push. "mrs.malhotra, please. C-section."

"please, nandini," manik pleads. He kisses my forehead. "I want to see the princess"

"you will."

"okay",I whisper

I was suddenly whisked across the corridor.

" Mr.Malhotra, you'll need to change into scrubs."

"what?"

"now, Mr.Malhotra."

He squeezes my hand and releases me.

"Manik," I call, panic setting in. Past of he not been with me came crushing down.

"Manik?" I search his face in room for my husband.

And in next moment, he's beside me.

" I'm frightened," I whisper.

"no baby,no. I'm here." he kisses my forehead, and darkness overcomes me.

I open my eyes to find machines beeping by my side. I find manik resting his head on my hand. Sudden thought of my been here rises. Immediately I try to feel my baby. I couldn't feel it.

"manik!!" I whisper

Door Creeks open

To here piercing angry cry.

"oh!! Mrs. Malhotra u r awake , I'll call the doctor" nurse returns handing over baby to manik.

As she lay in her dad's arms sucking her arms.

"can I see her?" I gasp.

He missed this oppurnity while manan. He stood holding her, swathed in pink. Her face was pink, her eyes were just like him. Our Myra manik malhotra.

When I glance at Manik, he has tears in his eyes,

"our angel", I breathe,"she's beautiful."

"she is ," and plants a kiss on our beautiful angel's forehead. Eyes closed, her earlier crying forgotten, he's asleep.

The most beautiful sight ever .

"thank u, nandini, for completing us," Manik whispers and their are tears in his eyes too.

I can say my daughter is gonna live a tough life, with possessive brother and over protective father by her side. They handle her as if she is the most fragile person in the world. Manan loves her alot.

My life changed from been single mother to and person with happy family. Sometimes I regret , thinking I wish I could have tried harder to reach manik. Manan would have led the same life as myra.

But it's okay... important is it's ends well.

This many years, many things in our life manan grew up to be an leading businessman. He understands whole world but can't understand his bff's emotion. That I-don't care kavya is in love with him and does care about.

My stupid girl, daddy's girl, sometimes I wonder is she really my daughter... she's an apple of alya's eye and miss diva herself. And has a slight crush on her brother's best friend aka sameer vedant

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