BIRTH OF G-MAN

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"Congratulations, Mr and Mrs Kumar. They are all yours and thank you for adopting them. The universe has given a gift to these children."

Sanjay and Paayal filled the adoption papers with the black biro pen. Sanjay was the first to sign the adoption paper, then afterwards, he handed the pen to his wife, who signed under her husband’s signature.

"Thank you, father. Can we take them?" Sanjay asked.

"Of course, my child.” The priest clasped his hands in prayer. “Sure, take them.” He hollered for his porter.

" Yes, father." Rahul, the porter, arrived at the room ten minutes later.

"Bring the prams for the triplets to Mr and Mrs Kumar!" He pointed to Sanjay and Paayal.

"Can we carry one?" asked Paayal, leaping out of her chair like a real mother.

When she approached one of the cots, she peeked in, and to her surprise, one of the babies looked precisely like the baby in her dream.

How adorable they are!" Sanjay was ecstatic as he approached behind his wife. "Darling?"

"Mm?"

"Which one would you like to carry?"

"The boy, darling." Her eyes remained on her foster son.

"Absolutely." Sanjay smiled at her behaviour and thought about how she admired her foster son. He had no idea that she was shocked at seeing the baby who appeared in her dream was real. 

Her eyes glittered, seeing how adorable her foster son looked inside the cot. Her feeling increased as her heart pumped more strongly inside her chest. With motherly passion, she quickly leaned down on the rail bar and stretched her arms to hold the foster son. Her thin young fingers gripped him, and she lifted her son with all her strength.

The priest worried the woman was going to falter under the baby's weight, a product of tons of his super ability. The priest and the porter were so astonished to see the woman was carrying the baby like an average child. The priest peered at Rahul and nodded his head, signalling him to help the couple. Sanjay placed his daughter into the pram and then went for the other daughter, wrapped around the yellow blanket. Sanjay noticed the porter was going to help him, but Sanjay denied him, raising his hand with his palm out and facing Rahul in a gesture to stop him. Rahul understood him and took stepped backwards to stand next to where the priest.

"Thank you, Father," said Sanjay as he finished carrying his other daughter and comfortably laid her inside the pram. He stretched his hand out to the priest and shook his hand, enthusiastic.

"You're most welcome. Congratulations on having them. Please let my porter help you," the priest kindly requested.

Sanjay agreed, and then he, Paayal, and Rahul left the room. Sanjay pushed his first daughter's pram, and Rahul pushed the other daughter's pram, helping them to their car. Paayal had her just one-day-old son in her arms. The priest smiled and thought they were the right foster parents to have them. He felt relief that everything went well. He sat back down in his seat and continued to do his paperwork to find the next of kin for an orphan who had been living there for more than nine years or so.

Rahul carried one of the triplets to the model 2015 Jeep station wagon with four big tough tires to carry the Kumar family safely home no matter what the road conditions. Lucky for the couples, before they went to the orphanage, they brought baby seats for two infants aged 0 to 8. Sanjay and Rahul placed the daughters in the baby seats. The sunroof was down, and the baby girl clapped her hands, feeling the breeze. Paayal settled on the front passenger seat and had her nameless son still in her arms.