Chapter-26

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After a week

Maryam's pov

" Omi, Is the homework completed?" I asked Omaira knitting a new sweater for my baby.

She nodded her head in the negative and continued doing her homework. Sighing slightly I continued my work having an affectionate smile. If I want then I can buy hundreds of expensive sweaters for my baby but I wanted to do something on my own. That's why I thought to knit a sweater for my baby. 

It's been a week since the little life is growing inside me and I can't express in words how much happy I am. I have to wait for just 9 months to have my baby in my arms but every minute is feeling like an eternity for me. I can't wait to cuddle my little one.

Since I got pregnant I am seeing some noticeable changes in Yardan. He doesn't behave rudely at all and doesn't even snap at me unnecessarily. He talks to me softly and even cares for me. Now, he cares about my health, my likes & dislikes and my feelings.

I don't know the reason behind his sudden change but I am glad about it. At least he understood that it's a sin to kill an innocent baby. Maybe his fatherly love rose inside him for our baby. No matter what how can someone hate his own blood!! I think he realised his love for our baby. That's why he has been taking care of me like a doting husband.

I think he is not a bad person. Maybe I failed to understand him or I was just always comparing him with Mikaeel. What a stupid I was? Of course, every person is different and has different characteristics. How can I compare Yardan & Mikaeel? I failed to understand Yardan. Since Yardan is now accepting our relationship on good terms I should try harder to keep it. We are going to be parents and now we should act more mature. Moreover, Yamir & Omaira's upbringing also depends on us. We should be more acceptable to each other.

" Mamma," I was startled by Yamir's sudden voice.

I looked at the door and found him standing there holding a glass of milk. I was confused seeing him with milk because he doesn't like it.

" Mamma, I heard the doctor suggesting you drink milk regularly. So, I brought it for you," He said forwarding his tiny hands and I was completely overwhelmed by his thoughtful action.

My son is only 7 years old but he understands me so much. He cares so much for me. I didn't give birth to him but his love for me is genuine. He is just like Mehzabin api. Caring, sweet and of course lovely.

" Aww!! Thank you, baba( referring to son affectionately)," I took the glass from his hand kissing his chubby cheeks.

I will just drink the milk, a sudden yelp left my mouth. The glass fell from my hand feeling a sharp pain in my abdomen. Clutching my belly tightly I screamed at the top of my lungs while tears started flowing from my eyes.

" Mamma......Mamma.....what happened?" Yamir & Omaira asked shaking me slightly but the pain in my abdomen was so unbearable that I couldn't utter any word. I felt like I will die right now.

Falling to the ground I continued groaning in pain while Yamir & Omaira asked in their panicked voices," Mamma, why are you crying? What happened?"

" It's..........hurting......so.....much," I screamed.

Yamir didn't waste another second. He took my phone in his hand and called someone. I don't know whom he is calling. I was feeling like my soul was detaching from my body.

" Baba, mamma is crying. Her belly is hurting," I heard Yamir talking to Yardan.

Suddenly, I felt something wet under me. I looked downwards and noticed that my dress has turned red. A horrified expression appeared on my face feeling the wetness between my legs. My blood turned cold seeing my legs reddish.

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