Ibaadat

She was pregnent

When Rishabh reached the location, he noticed it was a house on the outskirts of the city.
He couldn't understand why his father would choose to hide here.
But he had a gut-wrenching feeling that something was terribly wrong.
He took slow, small steps towards the house, accompanied by the guards.
When he reached the doorstep, he heard loud crying sounds. He immediately stepped inside; it was a beautiful vintage hall, but no one was there.

He followed the direction of the cries, which were coming from the bathroom.
He hesitated for a second, wondering if he should enter, but when he realized someone was in real pain, he pushed open the door, breaking the knob.

There, a pregnant girl lay on the bathroom floor, covered in blood. Rishabh's eyes widened in shock as he took in the scene before him.
The girl looked up at him with tears-filled eyes. "Please...help me," she whispered, her voice weak and trembling.

Rishabh's heart pained as he rushed to her side, lifting her head. "I'm here for you; I'll help you," he said, trying to offer some comfort.

The girl's eyes filled with tears as she looked up at him, and Rishabh felt a wave of responsibility.

Rishabh quickly picked her up and rushed to the car, gently placing her on the back seat.

He drove fast to the hospital, worried about her condition.

On the way, he called Kriti, his voice filled with concern. "Kriti, please help! This girl is in so much pain. I don't know her, but I feel like she's connected to my dad somehow."

Kriti was alarmed, but she tried to stay calm. She told Rishabh to stay focused on driving and promised to get everything ready at the hospital.
She quickly arranged for a doctor and a surgery team, and alerted the hospital staff to be prepared for a critical patient.

After what felt like an eternity, Rishabh's car finally reached the hospital.
He quickly got out, carried the girl in his arms, and placed her on a stretcher.
The hospital staff rushed her inside, leaving Rishabh waiting, his heart full of worry for this unknown girl.

Rishabh followed the hospital staff, his heart racing with worry.
He saw Kriti waiting outside, her eyes filled with kindness. Only gynaecologists were allowed inside, but Kriti was there, waiting for news.

When Rishabh saw Kriti, he burst into tears. He ran to her, and she opened her arms, holding him tight. Rishabh sobbed like a child, his fears pouring out. Kriti held him close, understanding his pain.