PHIR MILENGE ( HIS REINCARNATED LOVE)|| 18+

CHAPTER-33: fateful night (part-ll)

The desperation and longing of two soulmates could be felt in the walls of the Rathore palace. With every steps Abhi took towards east wing with zeal to meet his pregnant wife.

Bhargavi was on the verge of losing her consciousness due to her continuous struggle. She subconscious kept her hand protectively on her bump on a desperate need of protecting her baby.  The man removed his hand from her mouth and gripped her long hair harshly and turned her to face him.

' saali Teri wajah se hua hai ye sab. Uss din jab Tera rishta mere bade Bhai ke saath ho raha tha tab toh bade aasu Baha rahi thi aur ab uss Abhima ke bache ki maa ban rahi hai. Tujhe toh hum mil baant kar apni rakhel bana lete agar woh Hara*zada tujhse shaadi karne ke liye mana na hota.'
(Bitch it was all because of you. You were crying your eyes out when you were told to marry my elder brother and here you are carrying that basta*d's child. We would have kept you as our mistress if that basta*d hadn't pitched in to marry you)

He kept his free hand on her belly and started creasing it with a devilish smile.

' ab jab Tera pati hi nhi bachega toh phir iss bache ko zinda rakh kar kya karegi. Uski rago mein bhi unn Rathore vansh ka hi Ganda khoon hoga. Uske bahar aane ke baad Marne se behtar hai ki main isse abhi hi maar dun.....' he pressed his fingers on her belly because of which a scream shoot out of Bhargavi's lips.
( When your beloved husband will be dying today then what is the use of keeping his child alive. Even he is made up of that filthy blood of Rathore clan. It will be better to end his life now then few years from now)

Before he could apply anymore pressure someone pushed him away from her and that was none other than Abhima pratap singh Rathore.

But until than that man has already pushed Bhargavi towards the hard wall with too much force. She collided with palace wall and rebound back holding her lower abdomen.

AHHHHH........she screamed painfully.

A heart wrecking painful cry could be heard throughout the walls of Rathore palace, where as Hukum Rani sa could be seen withering on the floor holding her stomach whispering.

She cried not only because of her pain but also from the sorrow of her loss. A mother cried for her unborn child and a wife due to the fear of losing her love.

' RANI SA!!!! aapko hum kuch nhi hone denge....ru....rukiye hum...hum....kuch karte hai'
( RANI SA!!!! I won't let anything happen to you....hol...hold on...I...I will do something)

Before he could stand up one of their enemy shot with hai gun aiming for hukum sa's chest. The bullet when through his thorax making him stagger on his steps. But still he wanted not but taking his wife to a safe place and proving her with treatment, he was least bothered about his own life.

He heard some commotion coming from the lobby and he sigh in relief that his guards were here. He was two men who attacked them jumped from the balcony but he couldn't miss the third shadow that followed after those two men.

' Ah...Ah... ABHI...ABHI, HUME HUMARA BACHA MEHSUS NHI HO RAHA HAI'  he bend down beside her lying figure and saw that a lot of blood was pooling inbetween her legs and her face has started turning pale with every passing second.
(Ah...Ah... ABHI....ABHI, I CANT FEEK OUR BABY)

She was losing too much of blood

He knew that this was their end but still he couldn't help himself to ease her a little bit. He lay down beside her and took her in his embrace. He hissed a little feeling the burning sensation along with excruciating pain running through his body.