Mysterious Oberoi

4

Even after my continuous denial, Diya was adamant to accompany me to the hospital. I hadn't missed a single day of my monthly check-up not after the doctor had mentioned my health condition would affect the baby within me. According to the doctor, my womb couldn't withhold the child. They even suggested going with abortion as an option.

I couldn't make myself kill the only sign I was surviving for. I couldn't kill such an innocent soul. The only sign of Mayur's existence, his love. With an accelerating heart, I took a step into a very familiar yet distant building.

My heart was beating in alarm. I was scared about the report. After the doctor's announcement, each minute passed with fear. I feared that I won't be able to see the child. It was something beautiful and rewarding to glance at the soul born inside your womb.

Diya squeezed my elbow. Blinking her eyes in assurance. "Don't worry..." she wanted to erase my tension but my heart wasn't ready to listen. "Dude, don't stress yourself up... it's not good for your health." I glanced at her, pressing a smile. Wanting to brush every thought away so my child would be safe.

As we were on the verge of entering the cabin, tiny hands engulfed me from the back. Hugging my knees. "Muma..." her familiar sweet voice, knocking the breath out of my system. My heart ached as I recognized the girl hugging me. "You didn't come..." she grumbled, softly but it reached my heart. Her displeasure reached and pierced my heart. I felt guilty for breaking my promise. I felt ashamed of myself as due to me she was sobbing silently. "I missed you..." she choked making me shut my eyes in defeat. All the barriers I had guarded around my heart melted like ice. A drop of tear slowly descended the cheek.

"Aachal..." Diya's confused voice forced me to glance at her. She was staring at me with questions. "Baby," her eyes shifted to the soul not ready to loosen her grip on me. "Hey..." she knelt before her. I didn't have the courage to turn, holding myself in the same spot. "What's wrong, baby girl?" She was trying to earn her confidence but as Diya attempt to talk to her further lead Ridhi to nuzzle herself into me.

I was going to object Diya but as I raised my eyes, my sight went to the glass door. A large, muscular figure reflected in the glass. He seemed extra taller in the it. Though he was wearing his familiar professional attire but the coat had disappeared. The shirt was tapped out of the pant from one edge. His collar was raised and his tie loosely hanging around his neck. Those round orbs drained; messy brown hairs disheveled. He didn't seem perfect but...

"Hot!" I heard a whisper and my eyes traveled toward the source. "How am I to believe he is the father of this innocent child?" Diya questioned me sounding confused. I rolled my eyes at her words slowly turning to face Mr. Oberio. My eyes directly landed on the princess, staring at me with hopeful orbs.

"You won't leave me again, right?" She was pleading with me through her eyes. I hesitated to dart my gaze at her father. To my surprise, his orbs were fixed on me. Unknown emotions displaying in those blank orbs. I averted my gaze not able to meet his intensity.

"Angel, what are you doing over here?" I interrogated getting to her level, and slowly cupping her cheek.

She pouted at my question, folding her hand around her chest. I couldn't help but smile at my furious baby. "Don't question me for the question." Her cute, round orbs glared at me. Further showing the similarity she had with her father.

"I am not questioning you..." I pressed my lip tight, not wanting to end up in a series of giggles and further annoy my cute princess. "I got caught up in work so couldn't make it possible." She stared at me for a minute longer. I offered her a pleading gaze. Deep within, I felt the urge to console her. I couldn't let her be furious with me.