Mr Shabaaz's new wife

Chapter 2. Numbed

After two hours a doctor came out.

He was a lanky man with a surgical mask and green scrubs. With overgrown hair on his hands but you can see , he is very hygienic even the hairs are all groomed and brushed.

Her mother stood up , frazzled and pale ",Doctor , my child ? How is she...is she..?". She couldn't even form congruent words in the end.

Her father held Mrs Khan's shoulder and said ", Doctor well, how is our daughter. We are her biological parents. " He said calmly. But his eyes were red and his hands were tightening in Mrs Khan's shoulder blade.

She , despite her worry patted him slightly.

The doctor said ",Ow you are the parent. Then who is that man who came here ?". He asked with slight enquiry. The woman inside is obviously very beautiful but the husband is being entangled by a mangled beast. Such a beautiful woman is left for that short girl. Although she looks rich ,but .....the doctor shook his head.

'Forget it. As a doctor what scenes hasn't he seen'. He thought.

Then facing the girl's parents he said ",Well, actually she looks serious but majority are just flesh wounds. Thank God almighty there is no internal hemorrhage or bleeding. Just a broken leg, some fractures which we fixed with iron braces.  Some brushing and swelling. The most difficult one is that she bruised some lining of uterus so it's a bit blocked. So we she must go to the gynecologist to check out. But otherwise all is well." the Doctor smiled. 

He was impressed by the girl's parents and parent-in-laws. Pity her husband must have been spoiled by his grandmother to not realize the goods. 

They thanked him and he told them the ward arrangements and left. Mrs. Khan looked at her friend, her sister and bestfriend for over 35 years.  And she saw red, a haze over her eyes. Her husband knew how difficult it will be for her so he said ", Brother Rajah and wife should go to the maternity ward. We are okay here. You can leave", he said putting his hands together. Although he said it , gently and amicably, Rajah and his wife  knew it would not change anything.  As they were nodding to leave , Old Madam Abdallah came trotting all the way, "Hey she is fast. She is in labor, you must go facilitate the marriage quickly, She said she will not give birth unless she is married and blessed by both his and her parents. Her parents are on the way. Hurry up, Amira has her parents here, anyway she won't run away from here. Come". the old lady said with a rigorous voice, happy for the great grandchild, but everyone heard the story clearly.

The poor divorced wife, was chased out and had an accident and the mistress wants to be crowned wife. The nurse frowned "Quiet, you are disturbing the patients." She hates people like this the most. Using women as a child breeding machine. Besides , more than half the time, it is the guy that can't give birth, but then again all these mothers and grandmothers don't believe their precious sons can have a problem in that area. 

Mr and Mrs Abdallah extended their greetings to the Khans who seemed numb and staring blankly at the ward door. They left.  Mrs Abdalla turning again and again to see her friend. Old Madam Abdallah held her wrist with a tight grip and said ", Lets go. It must be hereditary cause after all your friend only gave birth to a daughter after seven years of marriage.  Maybe she infected you, that is why you had one son and three daughters. Lets go!", she pulled. Mrs Abdallah frowned in pain but walked ahead. Mrs Khan watched her back then turned her head away for good. 

After a labor of five hours, she gave birth to a fat baby boy, at around 3.6kg. He was red and angry and cried loudly. The Old Madam rejoiced and gave sweets to people in the maternity ward. They congratulated her for having a good daughter in law. The nurses who knew the inside story frowned in disgust.