Arun's POV:
I was crying continuously, burying my face between my knees and hugging my knees. But, I didn't disturb Mahi's sleep. My tears were silent tears. My screams were only in my heart and mind. My mouth was zipped. A flood of emotions took a toll on me. Every single drop of tears were increasing my burden of heart, instead of reducing.
As time passed, I thought with a stream of tears, "I should have understood your fear, Diya. You took almost six months to be comfortable with intercourse itself. You feared about the little stretch itself in spite of the happiness. I should have understood how much you would fear about a considerable amount of stretch along with pain. It's all my mistake, Diya. But, You know, right? I am a fool to think so deeply. You should have told about it. If you told this already, we would have at least tried for painless delivery or cesarean instead of waiting for delivery pain. If you had told me already, things would have turned out well. I hate you, di. Why did you come into my life? This hell is more painful than the previous hell. You literally took me from one hell and landed me in a more execrable hell. I feel to reverse the time and I feel to change everything. I regret the moment I met you. Not because you pushed me into another hell. But, because..I am the reason for your demise. If I didn't meet you, You would have never thought of marrying earlier during studies. You would have never become pregnant at the age of 23. You would have never lost your life at the age of 24. Your life would have been beautiful. I spoiled your life, Diya. I regret the day I met you. Why should I live when I spoiled your life? I should not live...."
While thinking this, Suddenly I felt dizzy, feeling a pain in my chest, my heart racing abnormally. My body was erupted with a sudden sweat. My mouth went dry. My breathes got strangled in my throat and I felt hard to breathe. I felt as if my breaths were going to stop permanently. For a moment, I felt happy by thinking that I am going to die. With the same happiness, I fainted and fell on the floor soon.
I didn't know how many minutes or hours passed. But, When I opened my eyes in a jerk, I found myself in someone's lap. When I focused on the surroundings, My blurry eyes landed on Angel who was crying, tapping my cheeks, keeping my head on her lap.
As soon as I opened my eyes, She stopped tapping my cheeks, leaning down and hugged me to her chest. "Mama, Are you alright? I was petrified. You have made my heart skip beating for about five minutes. Now only, I feel alive. Water....Drink water." She sniffled and turned to take a glass of water restlessly which was placed just nearby.
I could feel the chillness of water on my face. The cool breeze of the winter brushed my face. Angel opened all the windows and splashed water on my face, it seemed. Though my mind was clouded, I understood I am alive.
Angel took the glass of water from nearby, holding my head, pushing my head a little up and said, "Drink water."
As I was parched, I drank the water, feeling as if a mother keeps her child in her lap and feeds food. My aching heart was doing something to me because of her care. I didn't need comfort. I needed only peacefulness. But, Her hands and lap gave me both comfort and peace. I felt to sleep in her lap itself for some time.
But suddenly, As the water cleared my clouded mind, I remembered how I spoiled my Diya's life. I feared whether my presence will spoil everyone's life, an inferiority arising in me. I sat up instantly and cried, "Why did you come here? Leave me to die. I have a trust you all will bring up my children with love and care. I should not live. I will spoil everyone's life."
I stood up to do anything to die. Angel too stood up restlessly and held both of my shoulders tightly, "Mama, Why are you behaving like this and terrifying me? Did you forget, You have children?"
"I will spoil their life too unknowingly, if I am alive. Leave me. Let me go somewhere and die." I pulled myself away from her.
"No, I will not leave you." She held my shoulder again.
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